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I opened my eyes. The first thing I glanced at was the ceiling fan above my bed which never stopped rotating. I guess I liked the feel of a cool breeze on my skin while being fast asleep. It felt pleasant, like a cold breeze on a hot summer day. I glanced around. My room was still sort of messy- something very strange of me. I was usually the goody-two-shoes type of girl, who always kept her room clean, listened to her parents, got good grades and was basically a "saint". Saint Clare, as people would call me. But lately, I've been kinda of a mess. No matter how much I tried to shut off the sounds of fighting downstairs, they always creeped a way into my ears. No matter how many times I tried to ignore my parents "intensely debating", it never worked. Even when I used one of my most prized possessions, Eli's headphones, I could still hear their voices. They were impossible to avoid, much to my displeasure.

I might have sounded a bit too needy when I confessed that Eli's headphones meant a lot to me. Well, they did. First of all, he gave them to me in order to shut off any unwanted noise. That showed that he cared about me, and didn't want me to worry too much. Second, it was the only thing I owned that was his. Every time I held it, used it, I was instantly reminded of the good times we spent together. I'd also remember about Eli in general since I missed him terribly. It's been almost two weeks at my grandma's house, and I never had the chance to meet up with him-something I craved. strongly. He always made me feel so happy and secure.

The fact that I was back in my room only meant one thing- winter break was almost over, and school was just over the horizon. Great. But at least I would get to see Eli. The thought of that turned my frown upside down. I just couldn't stay away from him. He was addicting in the best way possible.

Still thinking about Eli, my official boyfriend, I pushed myself from the bed and sat straight. Then, I moved my feet around until they found cozy white slippers, and put them on. Standing up was a bit of a challenge since I was very tired from the flight last night, but I managed to do it and dragged myself to the bathroom. After I was done with the bathroom, and got dressed, I made my way over to my computer, hoping very much to find Eli online. To my misfortune, I did not. I couldn't blame him though-it was still pretty early for a cold winter day. It wasn't his fault I was a morning person.

That got me thinking. I wondered whether Eli was a night person. It suited him fine and made a lot of sense. After all he was sort of the opposite of me- dark, mysterious, tough, sarcastic, fearless, yet sweet, caring, loving, witty... amazing... perfect...

I must have dozed off thinking about him because my mother's voice caught me off guard.

"Clare, honey? Come downstairs, breakfast's ready."

"Coming, mom!" I shouted back.

As much as I despised being in the same room as mom and dad, I still had to eat breakfast with them. I didn't want this family to tear apart further because of me. Don't get me wrong, I loved my mom and dad...separately. When they were together, they wouldn't stop fighting. What irritated me the most was that couldn't they consider the feelings of their daughter? Couldn't they at least decrease all the fighting for my sake? Didn't they see how much it bothered me? Apparently not... There was mostly one thing I was afraid of, and that was divorce. As much as I hated them living together and fighting, I couldn't bring myself to imagine a life with divorce. I mean I grew up with Mom and Dad living together in harmony. We always stuck together- through everything. They were always just so perfect, inseparable... And now the idea of a divorce sounded quite possible. I hated that. If they divorced, I could actually lose it.

As soon as I went downstairs, their intense voices stopped. Good, at least they still cared about me. I ate my breakfast in silence, and helped wash the dishes. After I was done, I quickly went back to my room again, since I couldn't bare to stay with them any longer. The atmosphere was filled with fake acting. Fake acting that stopped them from ripping each other to shreds.

I tried to put my thoughts aside, and completely ignore them. That was sort of hard to do due to their voices echoing through the house, so I did what I usually did in cases like these- I put on Eli's headphones, which actually helped a lot... This was going to be a long day. Nothing to do. Just sitting at home, listening to parents fight all day until they left for work. I considered calling Alli and Jenna over, but they were gone to the doctors for the day. Yep... This was going to be a long and boring day.

I decided that it was better to read a book than die of boredom, so I took out Fortnight, and decided to re-read it for the 10th time. I knew as soon as Alli found out, the teasing would never stop. But what could I say? I loved reading about vampires. I loved writing fanfictions, too. You could say I was obsessed with vampires.

After what seemed about an hour, I heard a sudden noise.

~ugh im so sorry this chapter is so boring... But I really tried to show what Clare is going through and how she is coping with it.. Next chapter , there is definitely Eli :) i mean DUH I CANT LIVE WITHOUT pretty sure no one can? :)

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