A/N: Hey, I'm back! I hope you like this story. It'd be kind of funny to see this happen.

"Clare! You're running late!" Mrs. Edwards called. She was eating an apple, putting on her new heels and yelling for Jake and Clare to hurry. Clare grabbed her bag off her bed and headed out of her room. She saw Jake in the corner of her eye struggling to keep his stuff in his hands when he bumped into her and made them fall. Clare grabbed the rail before she went tumbling down. Jake however fell 5 steps before he caught onto the wood covered steps. "GA!" He shouted. "Whoa! Better watch out Jake, next time I won't be as generous." Clare threw his big bag on his back and walked down the stairs, avoiding her mother's eyes. "Clare, be nice!" Helen warned, but Clare slammed the door mid-sentence.

"No understands me, Adam." Clare complained. Adam lurked behind, trying to keep up with the stressed teenager. He had to stick with Clare since his mom ordered Eli was too "Intense". Adam told her that Eli was the only friend who got him for him, but what Ms. Torres says, goes. Eli was almost a little pissed, but saw it was best to follow Ms. Torres' words then break them. Clare avoided Eli too; she believed he was a bad influence on her now burned-in-flames life.

Adam was silent, probably thinking of something to say to the girl. "Clare-""And, Jake isn't making it easier. He acts like everything are jolly when he knows damn well it isn't." Clare covered her mouth when Adam saw her curse. It was a little weird having Saint Clare spitting out profanities…Poor Adam has to get used to it. Once Clare made it to her locker, she stole a look at Eli, who was hanging out with Imogen, Fiona, and some other drama club members. Clare could remember a time when Eli would think twice before hanging out with them. It was as if she wished she, Adam, and Eli were still as close as the old days.

Eli looked at her, and smiled but quickly turned back. "Clare, you still like Eli don't you?" Adam asked. He felt sorry for his love stuck friends, even if it was a little annoying. "More than anything, Adam." She replied, never taking her eyes off of Eli. "Then go for it, go out with him tonight. Do it and you'll feel better." He urged, handing her some books to hold. He pulled out his phone and dialed Eli's number and then handed it to Clare. A long time ago, Clare deleted his number, so whenever she had to call him, she either didn't or she called Adam to call him for her.

Eli reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone, he stared at it for a second, and then answered. "Um, Adam?" Eli said into the phone. He looked over at Clare's locker, but neither Clare nor Adam was there. Little did he know that they were hiding behind the lockers. "Hey, Eli. It's me, Clare… I was wondering if you'd like to go out to a Chinese restaurant. I would love to catch up with you." Clare spoke into the other end. Eli was a little shocked. The girl who ignored him for half of his 11th grade year was now asking him out. "Sure, Clare. See you after school?" He was more than pleased when Clare replied with a yes and hung up. "Tonight's the night. Make a move." Adam pushed. I will, Adam. You don't how much your friendship means to me.

Now that Clare was dressed casually, she was ready to hang out with her former BF, best friend, dude…thing. She could only imagine what Eli was thinking when she asked him to go to dinner. I hope he doesn't think it's a date. She silently prayed. He could only mess things up if he came onto her at any point. "A little dressed up for spaghetti tacos aren't we?" Jake's husky voice commented. Clare was startled and knocked over her mini mirror; she thanked God that it didn't break. "What do you want, Jake? I'm meeting up with an old friend." Jake walked in her room touching random objects and smiling at old memories… at least ones he remembered. "Like who? Alli? Please say Alli, she's been bugging me to get you to talk to her!" Jake pleaded. Alli? Begging for my attention through Jake? She's going to have to try harder than that. "No…it's none of your business, now go eat your spaghetti tacos and leave me be!" She smiled and pushed him out of the room. "Ouch!" Jake shouted. She heard him chuckle and walk away. "If it wasn't for this manicure I'd scratch off your face." She yelled her threat through her wall. His bed was basically facing her hers on the other side of the wall. She could hear him toss and turn every single second of the night. "That and you have no upper body strength what so ever." He turned on some rock music so he didn't have to hear her next shout. She smiled, she won.

Clare was seated at a table next to a window, waiting for Eli when she saw him walk into the restaurant. "Hey, Clare. Thanks for inviting me. There was some traffic so I was held up. Hope you don't mind." He smiled down at her. "No, not at all. So how've been?" She asked, picking up her menu. "It's been…going." He says, mirroring her exact movements. "I wanted to tell you, I've missed this." He said randomly. "Me too, It's nice hanging out with my best friend again." She answered. Now he looked at her with confusion. "What do you mean, Clare? Isn't this a date?" She knew Eli was looking at her face, but she had no expression. She was just staring. "No. What made you think that silly thing?"

"Well, it wasn't silly 3 months ago."

"…That's over, Eli. We tried being together and it failed."

"Fortune cookie?" A woman came over, holding two cookies in her hand. The couple snatched them out of her hand and went back to their argument.

"No, it was just you finding yourself. Seriously, Clare."

"Don't you "Seriously, Clare" me! I'm never gonna love you the way I did okay? So stop hoping!"

"Stop being so stubborn!"

"Stop being so expectant that we'll get back together!" Clare got up from the table and ran to the ladies' room, with Eli trailing close behind. "Clare! Slow down, I can't keep up!" Clare slammed the door shut in Eli's face, not wanting to here another word. Eli slid down the wall, in agony, he reached for his fortune cookie and opened it.

Clare blew her bangs from her face to keep them from getting in her eyes. She looked down at her clenched hand and noticed she still had the fortune cookie, slightly crushed. She opened it and reached for the little piece of paper inside it.

"You will finally understand the one opposite from you." They both read aloud, but not loud enough for the other to hear.

"What the hell does that mean?"

"Is this some kind of joke?" Suddenly, the entire restaurant started to shake, making Eli and Clare cling to the door in fear. The lights shook and the doors opened and closed. Clare stood up, and swung the door open, revealing Eli. He reached for Clare's hand and pulled her into a hug, trying to stay steal. After what seemed like minutes, the shaking stopped. The two looked each other in the eye. "That was weird." Clare said. "Yeah." Eli replied. The two walked out of the hallway and stared in confusion. Everyone was sitting and acting like nothing had happened at the moment. It blew their minds to the point where they were seriously thinking they'd gone crazy.

After Clare got home, she took a long shower before approaching her mother. "Mom, are you okay?" Clare asked, standing at the other end of the dining room table. Her mother looked up from the papers in front of her. "What do you mean honey? Of course I'm okay." Her mother's slightly raspy voice asked. "It's just… the earthquake." Helen stared at her in awkward silence. "Honey, there was no earthquake." Clare was really bugging now. "Yes there was, it was crazy." "Sweetheart, maybe you need some rest. Get some sleep, tomorrow you're going with me and Jake to the museum. Jake wants to see some stuff." Clare turned away and concluded this: Maybe Clare Edwards is crazy.

Eli shuffled in his bed, feeling weird all over. He felt fine one second, and like hell the next. What was happening to him?

Clare shifted, trying to find a comfortable spot to sleep on. But nothing felt right, she had the urge to just get up and walk around, but her body was cold and shaking from the wind coming from the fan in her room… wait, she doesn't have a fan in her room. Eli does.

A/N: What'd you think? I won't continue unless you give me your feedback. This is definitely based off of Freaky Friday. Tomorrow is going to be ever weirder….

Toddles!