They gather in my grandma's living room, both of them sitting on opposite side of the only couch.

"Clare, you know your father and I have had are problems recently," Mum always tries to remain calm. I always thought she'd be the perfect traveler in case of a plane crash. "We have come to a mutual agreement to separate."

Dad clears his throat before he starts, "Now Clare Bear, this doesn't mean divorce; this simply means we're taking a break, having time apart."

"Hun, they're vacationing from each other" Grandma creaks in with her elderly mouse voice.

I just sit here. What do I say to that? They can't just be together? They can't just work it out under one roof?

"You and I will stay in our house, you'll keep going to Degrassi, you'll keep your friends." Mom chimes in, breaking my thought.

"Yeah, the only difference is I won't have two parents." I sound sadly cynical.

"Exactly Clare Bear. It's only to try to make our relationship stronger. Remember, if you love something let it go..."

"And if it doesn't return, it was never yours in the first place. Yes dad, I remember."

"Good, now we have to go. Is your bag packed?" Mom rushes to say.

"It's only been five days though, why are we leaving?" I practically shout. I still need time to think over the whole Eli thing. Who ever thought me, Clare Edwards, would actually be using her break to decipher and ponder over boy troubles?

"Yes, but we need to get the house in order to make it easier when the moving van comes. And yes we need your help."

I turn to my grandma, wishing I could stay longer.

"Sweetie, I already packed your bag. Your mom told me to." She scoots up beside my face, wrapping her arms around me. "I stuffed a little surprise in there," she whispers to me, "it will help, trust me.

After I had been back home, it only took all of three-seconds to get them to start fighting again. They promised not to fight in front of Grandma, and the only way they accomplished that was by remaining on opposite sides of her house. The movers weren't coming for another week, they just couldn't find ways to stay apart any longer.

I feel like I should call people, make them aware I'm back in town. I know if I call Alli, that she'll be with Jenna. Don't get me wrong, I have no problem with Jenna, it's just still weird for me to be around her. She took KC from me in an instant. I shouldn't blame her for that though. Then there was that fake boob's rumor she started. No matter that is in the past now. I can't call Adam, he will for sure tell Eli. So I'm stuck with only the company of myself. I don't even want to turn on my computer, it will give my location away. Everyone knows I don't have internet up with my grandma.

Maybe I'm just overreacting. Eli might have done all that to Fitz, but he never pulled out a knife. I know I like him though, I like him more than anyone. Even though KC came from a broken home, broken is an understatement really, his situation was more like a house forever set on fire, I never felt scared. Eli never frightened me himself, but when I watched Fitz pull out that knife, as I watched it wield through the air, I thought I might lose Eli. I wasn't afraid of him, just not having him. What if I never saw his smoldering emerald eyes look into mine again? What if he never was able to talk to me again? The last words I would have heard wash over his lips were for me to get away from him. There is so much we haven't done together, and it all could've been lost at that moment. I don't want to be afraid of losing him. It's safer just not to be with him.

My heart starts pounding when I hear the phone ring, interrupting my train of thought. I know my parents won't answer it. They probably don't even hear it over their excessive yelling.

"Hello?" I wish my voice was more firm.

"Edwards, how long did you really think you could hide from me?" Eli. I didn't reply quick enough, "Kidding of course."

"How'd you find me out?"

"I passed by your house, your car is in the driveway."

"You know, we have a lot to talk about right?"

"My endearing charm can't get me out of it?" His teasing voice fills me with butterflies. I could feel his smirk through the phone.

"Not this time Elijah." I know he hates it when people call him that, which is exactly why I do it. I like pushing boundaries with him the same way he does to me, it's just our game.

"Well, Saint Clare what did you have in mind?"

"I don't exactly have a ride at the moment..."

"However, I do exactly have a car,"

"Pick me up seven thirty?"

"It's a date. I mean it's a deal. It's totally a deal."

"Nope Eli, it's a date. See you then," I say before I press the phone down, ending the call.