Hey guys! I'm all sickly and whatnot for the past two days...so I came up with this idea, which is based upon my messed up imagination. This is going to be a different kind of story that you've ever read from me, so I hope you enjoy the indifference. Please Enjoy the first chapter of "Magic Eli"...

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Ages:

Eli/Bianca/Imogen/Jake-26

Clare/Adam-25

Magic Eli should be updated (no promises) every Monday

Magic Eli

CLARE POV

"Why can't you just let it go? I'm tired, and not in the mood to spend my night throwing dollar bills at naked men," I huffed, as Imogen grinned, "Oh please Clare! You haven't been out in three months, and going to a men's strip club will help you out…"

"How will that help me out?" I scoffed.

"It'll be like a sexual awakening," Bianca bit into her apple, and pointed to me teasingly, "I met Drew at this strip club; they've got good guys there. Come on Clare, you haven't been out since that break-up with Fitz a year ago. You need to go out and explore the new men just begging for your touch."

"They'll be begging for the little money in my wallet," I forced a grin, taking a seat on my couch, "Guys, I know you're just trying to help, but honestly, I like doing what I'm doing. My life is going good now, a guy will just mess it all up, especially a guy from a strip club."

"Clare," Imogen placed her two hands on either side of my face, forcing me to look into her chocolate brown eyes, "You're working as a waitress, nearly twelve hours straight, while coming back to a dark, lonesome apartment. This is not the life you wanted as a teenager, and it's not too late to turn your little boat around! Come on, just think-you meet a great guy, a half naked guy at that…you can buy him, bring him home…"

"No," I snapped up, grabbing a soda from my refrigerator, "And isn't that prostitution? I'm not stooping so low as to buying a male stripper to bring home."

"At least go to the place Clare, they're hot guys there! You can't go wrong with half naked men with oil dripping from their chests," Bianca quipped, as the heat rushed to my cheeks, "Oh yeah, after a long day at work a man with oil dripping from his chest and his crotch in my face is just what I want."

"When you put it that way…," Imogen's lips tilted from side to side, as she squealed, "That sounds like a really good night! Come on Clare, just come with us. How about, if you don't like it…then you can come back here, okay?"

My two best friends ever since high school were staring at me with pleading eyes, and I just couldn't say no to them. They were my only hope in getting back out there, in the relationship world, "Fine, but if I get bored, then I'm coming back home because I do have a shift at seven in the morning until midnight."

"Yay!" Imogen squealed, running into my bedroom, flinging clothes out of the room as I asked in annoyance, "What are you doing?"

She came running out of my room, holding all my dresses from my closet, as Bianca handed her a pair of scissors. My eyes widened as Imogen held up a tight skin dress, with black sequences at the bottom, which made it sparkle.

"Why that dress?" I asked, as she took the scissors from Bianca, "We are choosing this dress because it brings out your figure, and will show those men at the strip club what you have to offer. You're always hiding your figure behind those baggy clothes and work uniform. Tonight, the new Clare Edwards, is born."

I sipped my coke, and said, "The last time I wore that dress was the night Fitz asked me to marry him."

"Oh," Imogen's mood dropped drastically, as Bianca smiled at me, "Well, it's time to give this dress a good, fresh, and new memory. You've moved on from him Clare; he's not ever coming back."

My eyelids flickered; I took in a deep breath, and smiled, "So when are we leaving?"

ELI POV

Fifty…

One hundred…

Two hundred…

Three hundred…

"Dude, what are you doing? Showtime is in two minutes!" Jake called out to me, banging on my door as I sighed, "You better not be counting your money Eli! I know you do that because you get a sick thrill out of it-now put the wad of cash down and get your ass out here! Ted will be pissed if we're late to the stage again!"

I placed the wad of money in my dresser drawer, and opened the door, "For your information, I was just putting my babies away in their rightful places. As for tonight's show, I'm not looking forward to it at all."

"Why not, the ladies love you?" he noted, "I know they love me…I mean, who wouldn't? But the point being, it's firefighter night. I hate looking like this, I feel like I'm trapped."

"It's a firefighter costume Eli, all you've got on is the pants and suspenders…how do you feel trapped?" he joked, and I shrugged my shoulders, "Maybe it's the way the women get so aggressive these nights. Remember that one chick who slapped my ass so hard that I couldn't sit on my ass for a week?"

Jake chuckled, "Man, I remember every embarrassing moment we've had together since we were fourteen. Dang, it's been a while."

As we approached the stage, the music got louder, and we could already hear the women screaming for us, as Jake glanced at me, "Well, sounds like we've got a big crowd tonight."

"Yes you do fellas! Now get out there! Your shifts end in two hours, so make it count!" We both heard Ted, the manager of the strip club yell at us over the music, as I nodded in his direction. Jake also nodded, which relieved Ted because he always had a soft side for Jake, knowing he would never quit this job. For me, on the other hand, I've always been having second thoughts, for reasons I couldn't think about right now.

"Alright ladies, now that you've got your drinks, we're ready to present you with the men who are going to put out your fire tonight…meet firefighter Elijah and Jake!"

CLARE

It became eerily dark, as the strobe lights began to flash, and the next thing I knew, two male strippers dressed in tight, revealing firefighter costumes were on the stage.

My eyes widened, my palms beginning to sweat as Bianca said, "Oh wow Clare, look at the tall one-he'd be a perfect match for you!"

I shook my head shyly in her direction, not even wanting to look at the men who were talking to the crowd of horny women, who were screaming their names. I swallowed the lump in my throat, as Imogen touched my thigh, forcing me to look up, "Come on Clare, we know it's hard for you to let loose, but you're here now, just have a little fun."

"Who wants to come up on the stage and have a little fun with my main man Elijah?" Jake-I think that's his name-called out the crowd, as all the women with beers in their hands howled like wolves for that Elijah guy.

"Come on ladies, I don't think he can hear you?" Jake taunted, as Imogen squealed, pushing me up on my feet, and tickling my sides, "Imogen stop! Stop!"

"Let's see what we've got here," the man had his bottom lip bit back, as he glanced at the audience, "I don't know Eli…there's a lot of pretty ones out here tonight…why don't you choose?"

"Imogen stop!" I squealed, my face heating up as she inched me towards the stage, due to her excessive tickling. When her right hand dug under my arm pit roughly, my arm shot up in the air, and the next thing I heard, made my heart stop, "I pick her! The one in the tight black dress and curly hair! Come on up and claim your prize!"

END OF CHAPTER 1

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