Here I thought up a new story. This is in Eli's POV. I know it's short. But tell me what you think and if I should continue it. I'll probably post Chapter 2 soon so you can get a wider perspective of what the story will consist of. Well enjoy!

The words in italics are Eli's thoughts when he is talking to himself in his head.

Clare got up and strutted away from the table, looking absolutely adorable in all ways. I gazed as her body swayed side to side after every step she took in her heels. I didn't notice a smile grew upon my face when Adam interrupted my train of thought, "Dude, what are you thinking so hard about?"

I stuttered to answer, "Uh... Just the Dead Hand concert. It was sick man. Can't get it off my mind."

"Yeah, I know what you mean. Like when the guitarist crowd surfed as he played his solo." Adam said recalling the crazy night. I was still looking over at Clare who was talking to Alli, but Adam didn't notice my eyes weren't matched with his. "Hey man, can I tell you something?"

That caught my attention, causing me to move my eyes back at him. "Sure man. What's up?"

"There's something I want to tell you. But I don't know how." He had fear in his voice.

"Tell me man. You can trust me." I placed a hand on his shoulder to signify I'm here for him.

"I- I-", He stuttered then glance over to the right. "I- Like Clare."

My mouth dropped, surprised that was the big secret he wanted to tell me, but also how this ruined everything with Clare. I mean our friendship. If they date I'll be third wheel. Not that I like her. I don't deserve to like her. But it'll kill me to watch them date. But I want her to be happy. I don't know what to do about this. I realized I was quiet too long. "So- are you going to- ask her out?"

"Huh? Probably not, I'm not her type."

"You don't know that. She has I wide verity. She dated K.C., juvenal delinquent jock. Crushed on this Declan kid, who was a rich diplomat. And is obsessed with that Edwin character in those Fortnight books. By the look of it she doesn't have any type of standards really." I went off.

He shrugged. "How do you know all this?"

"She told me," I ate a carrot seeing the Clare was now gone. "But don't worry I bet she likes you for who you are."

"Be my wing man!" Adam yelled surprising me. "She talks to you. She must trust you. You can figure out if she likes me." I gave him a "are you serious?" look, and he responded, "Please dude?"

I thought about Clare, and her sweet soft, innocent smile. "Fine. I'll talk to her for you." Did I just make a deal to figure out if the girl I like, likes my best friend? I slapped myself mentally.

"Thanks man. I owe you one. How about you and Clare come over after school for some Zombie killing on my Wii." He happily suggested.

"Sounds like a plan." We pounded fist and the bell rang for the end of lunch.

Hope you liked it! Tell me what you thought and be honest. Should I continue? Just Review! :*(^_^) ~Eli