"Hey, long time no see" said Fitz

Eli, Adam, and Clare just stared at him in awe. "Uhh I thought you were in juvie?" Adam finally said.

"I got bailed out." said Fitz.

"Who bailed you out?" Asked Clare.

"Uhh, who? Umm, no actually I got parole," said Fitz. Fitz came up to Eli. "Look man, I'm sorry about the whole Vegas night thing."

"It's...it's cool. I'm over it," said Eli.

"No you're not," Adam mumbled under his breath.

"You're a good drummer, Fitz. We need you in our band," said Eli.

"So I'm in?" Asked Fitz. Eli nodded his head.

"Come back here next Saturday, that's when we'll practice."

Fitz ran for the door and before leaving the room he said, "Thanks guys, this is going to be awesome." Once Fitz left, Eli, Clare, and Adam, just sat there contemplating what had just happened.

"Eli, are you sure about this?" Asked Adam.

"Maybe Fitz has changed," said Eli.

"You know, you're right, maybe he did change. Maybe he even found Jesus or something," said Adam.

"Adam, Fitz may not be the brightest bulb in the box but he's not that stupid," said Eli. Then, he realized that there was a Christian in the room. "Clare, I'm sorry." It was too late. Clare stood up and walked out of the room. Shutting the door as loud as she could on her way out.

Saturday:

Adam, Fitz, and Eli were setting up the equipment. "Dude, I don't think she's coming," said Adam.

"What happened?" Asked Fitz.

"Eli trashed Clare's beliefs." Suddenly, Clare walked into the room. The three boys felt relieved.

"I thought you weren't going to show up," said Eli.

"Let's just get this over with," said Clare.

After they finished practicing, Eli apologized to Clare. "I forgive you, Eli" she said and they stood there smiling at each other. Fitz and Adam were observing the two.

"Are they together?" Asked Fitz

"I don't know. Well actually, they don't even know," said Adam. "Why?" He asked suspiciously.

"Just wondering," said Fitz. Then he went up to Eli and Clare. "Sorry to interrupt you guys, but we still need one thing."

"What's that?" Asked Clare.

"A band name duh!" Yelled Adam

"Do you guys have any ideas?" Clare asked.

"How about face?" Suggested Adam.

"What?" Eli asked.

"You know F-A-C-E, F for Fitz, A for Adam, C for Clare, and E for Eli," said Adam.

"Don't you think that's a little juvenille?" said Clare. "What about The Misfits?"

"That's already taken," the three boys said at the same time.

"Okay, okay, so I don't know that much about rock music," Clare admitted.

"You know we don't really need a name yet. We'll remain undecided for now," said Eli.

"I agree with you. You know, you are really smart, Eli" said Fitz. Then, he walked over to the drum kit.

"Okay, this new Fitz is really creeping me out," Adam whispered to Eli and Clare.

"Well, would you rather have the old Fitz?" Said Clare.

"Guys, Fitz has obviously changed for the better. I think we should be happy about it," said Eli. Clare and Adam both agreed with him. Fitz HAD changed for the better. But little did they know that Fitz was hiding something from them.