Well, jayhogartismyangel beat me to writing a PeterXClare story, but also gave me the motivation to write one XP Yes, it sucks....I was tired, and I couldn't think of any ideas for my other 6 (yes 6) stories I'm working on....how is that possible you ask? I don't know....

Anyway, read 'Sin' by jayhogartismyangel because it's awesome, and also read this because......I want you to C:

Disclaimer: I don't own......but I wish I did.....

Oh, this is an AE to Danger Zone....because it seemed like a perfect setting to me

Oh! And jayhogartismyangel dubbed this pairing 'Plare' (I dunno if they made it up for sure but whatev) but I came up with 'Peare' the first time I thought of this couple and I shall call it that! XP

Peter sighed and leaned against the wall. Why had he come again? He couldn't come up with a good reason. Because Darcy left he got Mia, but because he wanted to talk to Darcy he lost Mia, and after he decided to choose Mia she wouldn't take him back. Where did that leave him?

Miserable and alone at the Black and White dance.

His eyes swept past the happy couples dancing. The only thing that kept Peter from leaving was a feeling in his gut that told him to stay. So, there he stood, listening to a gut that was probably hungry and watching Mia flirt around with some other guys. Oh well, she always did talk about her modeling too much. She'd never get some guy like him that liked her for everything else, not just the modeling or body. Or both.

Oh god, this night would be longer than he'd thought.

"Tell me again why you need a basketball at the dance?" KC asked. He wasn't suspicious, Connor was weird enough that this wasn't too strange, but he was annoyed.

When Connor wordlessly shut the door behind KC he was angry. He couldn't have- But he did. Crap. Clare's eyes widened as KC looked at her strangely. Whether the look was filled with irritation, anger, or something else she didn't know.

KC laughed bitterly. "I can't believe it." KC walked to the door and tried to pull it open. "He did it again! Connor!" He yelled, trying to get the other boy to open the door. This was not cool, he didn't want to be in a room with Clare.

"No!" Clare's voice interrupted KC's thoughts. KC turned around in annoyance. Here we go again. Clare looked slightly nervous. "This was me."

KC took a few steps forward, confused and still annoyed.

"I think I know why we fight all the time." Clare started nervously.

"You got it all figured out huh?"

"Yeah!"

KC glanced around nervously.

Clare took a deep breath to steady her nerves. "We fight because we're afraid if we stop we'll……do this." She took a few steps forward, closing the gap between them. She went in for a kiss but felt KC pull away quickly. Her world started to shatter. She looked at the ground, completely embarrassed and heartbroken. "Or…maybe I got it all wrong."

She rushed past KC and unlocked the door as fast as she could. She needed to get out of there. How could she be so stupid?

KC just looked around. No, he didn't want to go after her. She wasn't right for him. She was…..a judgemental little preppy Christian girl. He listened as Clare, trying and falling to hold back tears, finally got the door open with shaky hands and ran away. He convinced himself that that had been the best thing to do and he slumped against the wall. He needed to wait until she was long gone before he left. He wasn't really sure he could face her again tonight.

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Peter finally just decided to leave. His gut was just being a pain in the ass. And heart. Without a boyfriend Mia lived off of the attention of guys. He shook his head and walked out of the crowded gym. His footsteps echoed along the empty hallways. Nobody really hung out in the halls anymore.

With a sigh Peter pushed open the school doors and stepped into the fresh night air. It felt good after being in the packed gym and he stood there for a few minutes, not wanting to go back to an empty apartment, and not wanting to go back to the dance. Suddenly he was shaken out of his thoughts by someone opening the door at lightning speed and storming past.

"Whoa!" He got ready to yell at the person but stopped dead. It was Clare, crying her eyes out. He'd seen her before of course, she was Darcy's sister, but he'd never seen her cry. Clare had spun around at his yell and her eyes were red and puffy. "Clare, are you ok?" He'd never really spoken to her and it seemed kind of odd to now. But not a bad kind of odd.

Clare shook her head wordlessly, not sharing any information.

"Do you need a ride home?" He asked dumbly. What the heck else was he supposed to do?

A ghost of a smile flashed against the younger girl's face. "If it's not too much trouble."

Peter shook his head. "No problem, I was going home anyway." He motioned for Clare to follow him to his car. They walked and got into the car silently.

Peter started up the car and looked at Clare. "What's wrong?"

Clare sighed and leaned her head against the back of the seat. "A boy." She said simply. It would feel too awkward going into details with her sister's ex-boyfriend. "Why were you leaving early?" She asked, changing the conversation.

"A girl." Clare laughed slightly and so did Peter. They rode in silence for awhile but Peter couldn't let it go. "Clare, you can talk to me." Wow, did that sound as dumb as it seemed in his head?

Clare couldn't hold it in any longer and she started to cry again. "I really like KC and I thought he liked me too, but apparently he doesn't and I just made a complete fool of myself!" That came out pretty much in one breath, and she was slightly amazed with herself.

Peter stopped the car outside Clare's house but she didn't notice and Peter didn't tell her. "I'm sorry Clare…" Clare sniffed and Peter noticed for the first time how pretty she was. He'd avoided her since Darcy had left so he'd barely seen her after the makeover. She looked beautiful. "KC is obviously an idiot."

Clare looked up at Peter, surprised. "What?"

"Well, he turned you down. If that isn't the sign of an idiot I don't know what is."

Clare laughed and wiped her eyes. "Thanks."

"No problem." There was a comfortable silence before.

"So, you know you can talk to me right?" Clare assured Peter.

Peter sighed. "Mia didn't like that I still liked Darcy and now even though I told her I wanted her she doesn't want me." He was afraid how this would sound to Darcy's sister.

"I'm sorry. But, Mia is definitely and idiot too. She actually had you, and didn't take you back. And I'm sorry about Darcy. She had her heart set on Kenya I guess…..which makes her kind of an idiot for leaving you behind."

Peter grinned at Clare's copycat pep talk. "Thank you Clare."

She blushed and looked at him closely. She'd always found him cute, and been slightly jealous of Darcy, however silly that was. Since he'd been avoiding her she grew out of her crush, but now apparently it was back.

Suddenly, as if by a magnetic force, they both leaned together and their lips touched for a few seconds. Peter quickly realized what he was doing and pulled away. Clare looked terrified and she quickly looked around.

"I should get inside." She said lamely.

Peter nodded. "Yeah."

Clare quickly got out of the car and rushed towards the house. Peter started driving away almost instantly. They both took a second look back though. They both knew it was wrong, but why the hell did it feel so…good?

In those few seconds of that kiss Peter found it better than any of the kisses he'd shared with any of his past girlfriends. And for Clare, it was all a first kiss should have been. Even if it was who a first kiss should have been with.

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