Hey guys! This is going to be my new story, I hope you like it. Please tell me what you think so I won't bore you [: This first chapter is not going to be long because I want you to just get a taste of what is going on. I really would like some predictions for this chapter. It is going to have a twist to it and you'll get bits and pieces of Clare's family secret, but you won't know fully. It is mostly going to be in Clare's POV, but you'll get a few other POVs too. Maybe you will like it or not, but it's worth a try. I know I'm talking a lot, I just want you to know what's in store for this story.

Clare was sitting on the couch with Bianca and Zeya. Fitz and Owen were trying to get up some girl's skirt or at least a glimpse of her panties. They were at the rave and it was almost Clare's curfew.

Ring…ring…ring

Clare looked down at her phone, it was her mom.

"Hey guys, I think I'm going to start leaving," Clare said.

"What? Come on, stay. It's not that late, your mom will understand," Zeya said in a whiney voice, but soon turned to a mocking tone.

"No, I can't. I stayed out all last week. She said if I don't get home, I'm going to be in 'serious' trouble," Clare air-quoted 'serious' since her mom tried to punish her before, but she didn't have any effect on her.

Fitz walked over to sit next to Bianca, while she giggled. "Hasn't she caught you with Drew and Owen before? How serious can it get?"

Clare just rolled her eyes and chuckled. "I know. I can't wait to see how 'serious' my consequences will be."

…

By time Clare was tired of dancing, her mother called for the sixth time that night. Clare flipped her phone open angrily.

"What? You're blowing up my phone. Don't you know that Saturdays are my fun night?" she said fuming into her cell phone.

"I called Alli and she said you weren't at her house. Where are you? I've been worried sick! Get your butt home now! It's almost one in the morning!"

Clare wasn't paying attention, but once she heard her mother finish talking she said, "Yea, I'm going to. Bye mom my phone is dying."

"Clare Diane Edwards don't give me tha-" Clare hung up and went into the bathroom. She heard moaning and pounding coming from one of the stalls.

'Oh, please. Yes…. Fitz … faster…'

Clare banged on the door "Yo, Bianca. Hurry up, I need to pee. All the other stalls are covered in period juice and shit."

'Just a mi-minute. Fitz… don't stop.'

Clare exited the bathroom before she heard something that would traumatize her. She walked back over to the couch and noticed Owen kissing Zeya's neck.

"Gross guys, go somewhere private like Bee and Fitz," Clare smirked.

"Yeah right, you know you want to come and join," Owen said in a half joking manner.

Clare just rolled her eyes and walked to the bar.

"One flaming tequila." Clare said to the bartender as she pulled out her phone. She was leaning against the counter scrolling through her contact list, seeing who to hang out with.

Hey. R u still on lockdown? ;)

-Clare

Clare's drink came and she started to swallow it, sip by sip. When she was swallowing the tequila, her phone vibrated.

Hey, yea but I could sneak out if it means to be with you ;)

-Drew

Clare smiled to herself and texted back.

Cant wait :)

-Clare

…

1 hour later

Clare and Drew were grinding on the dance floor. Everyone else was losing control and going wild with their sweat flying off their faces, but Clare kept it steady and synchronized. Drew's hands kept going up and down Clare's sides. Clare didn't care for Drew, but she knew he liked her. He tried to get with her almost every week. Truth is, she actually liked him, but he screwed her over so many times, she gave up. When she realized that he still wanted her, Clare had a feeling that maybe it was more than an intimate relationship. Then again, that's how he broke her heart the first time… and second time… and third. She gave him so many chances and he took advantage of them. She just got tired of feeling the pain over and over again. First, it would be like any other lovey-dovey relationship, but then he would always hook up with a new girl by time they made a week. Clare always pushed those thoughts out her head and eventually it ended up staying out or it just hurt so badly, repeatedly, she couldn't feel the pain anymore.

She stopped dancing and talked in his ear since the music was so loud.

"Can you get me some water?"

Drew shuddered as her breath tickled his ear.

"Y-yea," he stuttered then began to walk away, but not before he turned back to give Clare a wink. Clare smiled at how clueless he was because she didn't care for his feelings anymore.

Bzz-bzz-bzz

Clare's phone was vibrating again. She looked to see who was calling her. Her mom… again. She just rolled her eyes and pushed it back in her pocket.

Drew came back over and handed her a bottle of water.

"Thanks," she said and flashed him a fake smile.

…

2:47am

"Clare Diane Edwards! I have been worried sick about you! Don't you know what time is it? Something… something could have happened to you." Clare's mother looked down in shame and lowered her voice in the last sentence.

"Mom, calm down. I'm fine aren't I?" Clare took off her shoes as she proceeded to the staircase to go to her room.

"But how did I know that?" her mother's voice started to crack as she raised her voice a tad bit.

"Mom, I'm fine okay?" Clare hated to see her mother cry, but she didn't know how to comfort someone since she was dealing with a gaping hole in her heart that was filled with pain.

Her mother whispered this time, "I don't know what to do with you Clare. I just wonder if I'm making the right decision…"

"What are you talking about?" Clare was now walking towards her mother in a puzzled expression.

Her mother sighed, "Clare, it's for your own good…" her sentence drifted off.

"Mom, you're scaring me. What is it," Clare's voice started to quiver, but she tried to shrug it off and sound impatient with her mother stalling.

She waited for her mother to tell her what was going on. Her mother straightened up her posture and looked Clare in the eye. Clare was not ready for what her mother said.

"Clare, I'm sending you to boot-camp."

And with that little sentence, Clare blacked out.

Ok [: how was it? I know, I know, it was short I'll try to make it longer. I think I did good though but I wanted to do something different from everyone else. Do you know what I mean? [: I didn't want Clare to get abused or have someone die in her family or have her pregnant ( not saying those are bad topics, I just didn't want my story to be what everyone read ? ) well please review, it doesn't matter if its bad or good reviews because with every type of feedback I get, I improve it… well… if anyone is going to read this :D please tell me what you think :] and I really want at least 3 reviews, not pushing for them, I just want to know if people are reading. I'll try to update at least once or twice a week soooo stay tuned :D