I was having some pretty bad writer's block ((on everything!) So I decided to open a word document and see where it got me. Apparently, it got me here...

I'm not sure how I like it...But it's decent, I suppose.

I don't own anything, Loves.

Kay, have fun reading. I'll update later. Woo (:

"So," Alli began, pulling a lock of her hair around her finger, "when are you going to ask Eli out? You know, the new kid you have a mega crush on." Clare looked up, an innocent expression etched across her face.

"I have no idea what you're talking about." Clare giggled, peering over her shoulder the slightest bit to watch Adam and Eli fight over an issue of 'The Goon'.

Eli caught Clare's glance and smirked, "That's what you said when you first met him, too." Clare's eyes fell to the floor as a flashback of their first meeting came to her. She bit her thumb nail. Alli grabbed onto her shoulders, shaking her as she spoke.

"Just tell him you need him to look over an English assignment. Go to The Dot." Clare took one more look over her shoulder before nodding.

"Fine." Alli smiled, pushing Clare towards the boys. Clare stumbled into Eli, causing him to let go of 'The Goon'.

Eli groaned as Adam threw his fist in the air, "Victory!" Adam then turned and shuffled off down the hall.

"Thanks for that, Plath." Eli grumbled, turning to her, "So, can I help you?" Clare gave him an innocent grin.

"Actually, yes. I was hoping you could look over my paper on The Scarlet Letter before class tomorrow. Can we meet up at The Dot today?" Clare held her breath in her throat after speaking. Eli smirked down at her, watching as a small tint of pink fell to her cheeks.

"Yeah, that's fine. Meet at Morty directly after school?" Clare nodded, her head dropping to hide her blush. Eli smiled down at her before pulling his bag over his shoulder more and departing.

Clare finally let her breath go, "Clare," Alli squealed, running to the auburn haired girl, "he obviously likes you!" Clare hushed Alli, turning to see Eli laughing from down the hall. He smirked at her before turning a corner.

"Alli! He heard you," Clare pulled on her friend's hair softly, "and I won't hear the end of it. Ever."

Alli groaned, telling Clare she was being overdramatic before skipping away excitedly. Clare sighed, heading to the Media Immersion room instead of lunch.

"Oh," Clare breathed out when seeing Principal Simpson sitting in his old chair, "hi, sir."

"Ah, Clare. Here to do some extra work as usual?" Principal Simpson laughed to himself. Clare hated to admit it, but she was there to do extra work.

"Actually, yes." The elder of the two smiled up at her.

"I've missed teaching, really. Especially with students like you. Tell me, how have you been? How's your sister?" his eyes turned from her as he mentioned Darcy.

"We miss you as a teacher, Principal Simpson. Oh, and Darcy's fine. She's done a lot of good in Kenya. She supposed to come back in a few months for a visit."

Principal Simpson looked up at her and smiled, "Good. And you?"

Clare blushed, the only thought coming to mind was her plans for later that day, "Decent. Ms. Dawes's Advanced class is getting to me, though. I'm just glad she's assigned English partners."

Really glad.

"Ah, Ms. Dawes. She's a fine teacher," Principal Simpson stood, "Well, 'pretend your still a teacher time' has run out. I'll let you get to working on…Whatever you were coming here to work on." Clare smiled up at the man, nodding.

He left without another word. He couldn't help but wish he was still teaching.

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"That's preposterous, Clare." Eli whispered, taking a red pen to her paper. Clare looked up in shock. She strained to grab the page, but Eli yanked it from her reach.

"What did I do?" Clare whined, pulling the red pen from Eli's right hand. He sighed, signaling for her to hand the pen back over, "Not until you tell me what I did."

"You have a huge run on sentence. Plus, I see a contraction in the second paragraph. Of all people, you shouldn't be making these simple mistakes." His eyes flicked from her face to her hand. She had a loose hold on the pen, so he plunged forward.

Clare pulled her hand back just in time. She giggled, tossing the pen across the table's top, "Fine. Fix it, you baby."

Eli smirked, whaling out like an infant may. Soon after, they held their own corrected papers. Eli's was left just as it was, while Clare's had several red markings on it.

"Wow, someone was off their game." Eli mumbled before pulling the passenger side door open for Clare.

"Oh, shush." With that, they both sunk into their seats. Eli hummed to his music while driving, and Clare stared at the lines on the road as they passed.

"Don't be a stranger," Eli began, motioning around the hearse as he pulled up to her house, "because Morty seems to like you." Clare smiled up at him.

"Only Morty?" Clare questioned.

"Not according to Alli." Clare blushed, "Good night, Edwards." Clare looked up, opening her mouth to reply. She felt defeated, closing her mouth once she found she couldn't bring herself to speak.

Clare left quietly, paying no attention to the screams on the other side of the door.

Not according to Alli.

But what about according to him?

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clare-e23: Do your homework, Elijah. I know you haven't.

eli-gold49: What if I don't want to?

clare-e23: Well, too bad. Unless you wish to fail and be in eleventh grade with Adam and I.

eli-gold49: Good point. Anything else you wanted to say? Like confess your undying love for me?

clare-e23: Oh, you wish, Eli.

eli-gold49: You have no idea, Clare.

clare-e23: Oh, I'm flattered but I have to get off.

eli-gold49: Twilight on TV again, Edwards?

clare-e23: Shut it, Goldsworthy. I'll see you in English.

clare-e23 is offline

Clare pushed herself away from the computer, a light blush on her cheeks. She wasn't even with the boy in person and he could still make her blush. Clare ignored the yelling form upstairs, pulling her jacket on before leaving for The Dot.

"Hey Peter," Clare greeted as she entered. The Dot was seemingly empty except for a few stray teenagers. Peter glanced up from his pad of paper and smiled, "get me a green tea?"

"'Course, Clare." He turned to grab a cup, "So, I saw you here a few hours ago. Who's the boy?" He arched an eyebrow up suggestively as he poured the liquid into the cup and capped it.

Clare's eyes grew, "My English partner." Peter pushed the drink to the girl, laughing at her red cheeks.

"Sure." Peter grabbed the money from Clare, waving as she left. Clare pulled her jacket closer to her body, ignoring the feeling she had when she said the words 'English partner'.

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"Told you," Eli whispered as Clare examined her paper, "you should listen to me when I tell you that a sentence doesn't connect right. So unprofessional, Clare." Eli laughed, peering over her page.

"After all that work, all I got was a B+?" Eli smiled again, pulling the piece of paper from her fingers.

"Well, at least your editor did a good job. My editor didn't mark a thing on my page and all I got was an A-." He looked up at Clare with a smug smile pulling on his lips. The girl growled at him.

"Shut it, Goldsworthy."

"One condition," he breathed out, grabbing her pencil and tapping it on her desk. Clare peaked at him from under her eyelashes, "go to the carnival with me tonight. Adam ditched and I can't go alone." Clare flushed, pulling a hand to cover one of her cheeks. Was this a date?

"Of course." She mouthed as Ms. Dawes hushed the room. Clare turned to Adam, a grin pulled onto her face. Adam gave her a thumbs up, winking as he turned to the front board.

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"Oh my God! Clare, it's totally a date. Right, Jenna?" Alli exclaimed. Jenna looked up from her text book, nodding slightly. Clare squealed, taking notice in the way KC's muscles tightened as she did so.

"Really? I wasn't too sure because he said he didn't want to go alone and Adam bailed on him last minute." Clare said. KC glanced at her, chuckling.

"Guys use that excuse all the time." He mumbled, looking over to Jenna- who giggled at his adoring look.

Clare felt relieved, yet nervous. This was her first date. When she was with KC, they were a couple. Sure, they went to The Dot for 'dates', but she'd never gone on a 'first date'.

"You guys sure it's a date?" She questioned, pulling herself from the couch as she spoke.

"Positive," Alli screeched. She took a hold of Clare's hand, pulling her up the stairs, "Now, let's get you ready for tonight!"

Clare was hesitant to go along with Alli's wardrobe choices, so they made a deal. Alli does makeup, Clare chooses outfit.

Clare relaxed when realizing that Alli only applied a light amount of eye makeup with some mascara.

"No need for blush." Alli had murmured with a powder brush in her mouth. After applying a pink lip gloss, Alli left Clare to change.

She chose a blue, white, and green floral dress. She wrapped a navy blue felt belt around her waist to hug her curves. For shoes, she chose a pair of black flats. Not too dressy, not too casual.

"Perfectly Clare." Alli said, spinning Clare. As she finished her full spin, the doorbell rang throughout the house.

"Okay, you guys are leaving soon, right? I can trust you to leave at appropriate times?" Clare asked, grabbing her denim jacket. Alli laughed.

"Yes, Mother."

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PS, I'm watching Easy A right now. That's why I chose The Scarlet Letter...And yes, I wish I was in an 80's movie!