Clare packed her bags anxiously, going off to college. She was heading to UCLA and was going to study creative writing and philosophy. She was mainly glad to depart from her parents' especially considering they're bound to have a divorce any day now. Being away will declare her freedom and she was growing impatient. Hours later, they were coming off the plane and hopped in a cab, on their way to the campus. The change in weather was dramatic and Clare was perspiring already in her jeans and a sweater.

The driver soon pulled up at the campus. After taking out her suitcases, Helen paid the driver as he drove off. Her parents helped her to her dorm with the bags and after she was all settled packing; Clare gave her parents a heartfelt goodbye and opted on visiting on Thanksgiving. Once they left, she hopped on her bed and opened her laptop and signed into Facerange.

Status: All moved into my dorm

Mood: Ecstatic

Clare looked up to see a dark haired boy dressed in all black, dragging bags into her room.

"Um what are you doing?" She asked curiously.

"Moving into my room." He responded bluntly.

"Oh. I thought I was gonna have a girl roommate."

"Well ya don't."

She rolled her eyes in annoyance and focused back on her computer. She saw from the corner of her eye he was unpacking his bags, not even acknowledging her existence.

"Well since I'm evidently invisible to you and we're gonna be in here for a year, I'm Clare." She introduced.

"Eli." He nodded, turning back to his stuck. She gave up on trying to get to know him and pulled some clothes out of her bag.

She got some shorts and a tank top and went in the bathroom, changing into them. She put her clothes she previously had on her in her suitcase and left the room. She walked in campus to see what they had in store for her next four years.

She noticed a smoothie place on campus and walked inside, ordering a small one. She sat outside on the grass, enjoying her only free time she might have. Suddenly, Clare felt a skateboard crashing into her leg.

"Dammit." She groaned, trying to looking up to see where it came from. She soon saw a blue eyes boy dressed in oversized clothes, running towards her. "I am so sorry." He picked up his board.

"Um its fine I guess."

"I'm Adam." He held out his hand.

"Clare."

"Do you want me to get you something? I'm sorry, I'm still getting the hang of this."

"I'm good, thanks though." Adam nodded and skated off. Two days later, it was Monday and classes were starting. As Clare got out of the bathroom, showered and dressed, she still saw Eli lying in bed and figured he must have had a later class. She left the room with a couple of classroom necessities and made her way to the arts building and to her creative writing class. She sat a little up front just so she would be able to focus in such large vicinity. The class soon started to fill up in no time, the teacher began her introduction. As everyone took notes, they were abruptly stopped when Ms. Henderson stopped speaking. They followed the direction of her eyes to see a late student.

The prof looked on her attendance, "Mr. Goldsworthy, a specific reason you're late to my class?" She questioned.

"Um got lost." He said without a care in the world.

"It happens again, you get a 0. Sit up here next to Clare Edwards and let's get started."

My luck, she muttered. He sat next to her, once again oblivious to her existence once agan. Within a good amount of time, class was over and she sped out of there to make it to her next class. Her first day went awfully well but was stressed with the amount of books she needed to buy for her classes.

As Clare was skyping with Alli, she saw Eli walk in. She faintly smiled at him as he lied on his bed.

"Why were you late for class?" She asked.

"I didn't feel like getting out of bed."

"Such a legitimate excuse." He rolled his eyes and attempted to slumber.

About a week into school, Clare was already overwhelmed with work. It was 10 and she just started her homework considering her last class just ended an hour ago. She had work all scrambled around her bed and her laptop lying in the middle. She saw Eli walk in with a pile of papers in his hand, "I know we don't really get along but I need your help."

"With?"

"I am gonna fail Calc so hard and my teacher is an asshole."

"Well I'm stressed enough as it is."

"Please."

"Fine." She compromised. They sat on the floor as Clare tried to help him. They stayed up to morning helping each other with work and surprisingly got along. They got to know each other better along the way and shared a few laughs and glances. At about 4 am, they were soon exhausted and done.

"You're a lifesaver." Eli thanked.

Clare smiled, "You're welcome."

"We didn't get off on the right foot. How about we start over? Hang out for real next time?" He asked holding out his hand. She smiled and took his hand, "We can do that." He winked at her before going in the bathroom to change into his pajamas. She tried not to blush as she organized her things on her computer desk and climbed into bed. She actually enjoyed staying up late with and hoped they would have more nights like tonight.

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