You, my wonder reviewers, made my day. THANK YOU SO MUCH! :D I'm so happy, I'm going to post another chapter right now. :D TWICE IN ONE DAY! WHOOT! Haha. 8D Now, I'm going to reply to your WONDERFUL reviews! :)

Princesakarlita411: I'm glad you like it! :D Thank you so much for your review. And thanks! Haha, I couldn't really come up with a title, so I just put that. And when I signed up, I NEEDED a good username, and I KNEW anything with 'Eli Goldsworthy' in it would be taken. :( So I was like, "Wait, Eli has GORGEOUS EYES! And they're emerald color!" So, yup. Haha, I'm babbling again... Anyway, thank you so much for your review! :D

Rockien: Thanks. :) I wasn't really sure how to do his point of view... he's a pretty tricky character, because we don't know that much about him. So I just pretty much went with the flow while I wrote his character. And yeah, I know, I'm really sorry about that. D: I wasn't completely sure how to start this fic off, but I definitely plan on changing it up a bit! Thank you so much! :D I always used to think my writing was AWFUL! :D Thank you so much for your review! :)

Aradiea: Okay, I saw your username, and I was like, "Wait, that username sounds familar... WAIT! SHE WROTE 'KIDNAP MY HEART'! OMG! AH!" Haha, yup. Thank you so much for your review! By the way, I LOVE your fic! I mean, it is amazing! :D You are AWESOME! Thank you so much! :D And haha, thanks. :) I WAS getting worried that it was a bit too long... haha. :) Thanks. :) As I said before, Eli IS pretty tricky for me to write. :)

ANYWAY, THANK YOU SO MUCH! :D Please enjoy Chapter TWO!

Clare waited anxiously for Eli to finish reviewing her paper about global warming. She was sitting on top of the desk in front of Eli's, chewing her lip. Eli, on the other hand, seemed to be enjoying himself while taking forever to read Clare's paper. He was munching on an apple.

Finally, Clare could wait no longer. "So, what do you think?" she asked quietly.

He took another bite of his apple and continued reading. Then, realizing he asked her a question, he looked up. "It's… um," he replied, looking back down at the paper. He seemed lost for words, and he bit on his lip slightly.

"Awkwardly constructed, filled with hyperbolae, and generally sloppy," Clare finished for him, sighing.

"The title's centered…?" Eli tried.

"Dawes is right!" Clare whined. "I have writer's block."

"So, don't hand it in," Eli suggested, like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Then what?" she countered. "Tell her the dog ate my homework?" She rolled her eyes; she could not believe this Eli kid! He was just so aggravating.

"Or you could… take off," he offered, leaning in his seat a bit.

"You mean skip?" Clare asked in disbelief. She had never skipped a class before, and she never was.

"If you want to get official," Eli said. He leaned back into his chair and took another bite of his apple. He loved getting her all worked up.

Clare actually considered it. Should I? Clare asked herself, chewing on her lip. Oh, why should I listen to Eli? He's a bad kid! "It would give me time to write a way better assignment," she murmured.

Eli watched her intently while nibbling on his apple. Man, this girl could not make up her mind. The bell rang for class to start in a few moments, and Eli jumped to the punch. "Decision time," he said, his tone sounded like he was mocking her. She smiled slightly. "Stay or go?" He moved his hands up and down like a scale, still chewing on his apple.

He watched her as she bit her lip again, deeply thinking about it. He dropped his hands to the desk, and stopped chewing. He blinked up at her, waiting for her to make her decision. Finally, she smirked the tiniest bit.

Clare snapped the lid back on her container filled with vegetables, grabbed her paper from Eli's desk, and placed her books into her bag. She grabbed her back and started walking towards the doorway. Eli turned around, watching her with a furrowed brow.

She turned around as soon as she got to the doorway, and she said to Eli, "Well, are you coming?"

He pretended to think about it for a moment, and then shrugged his shoulders. He shoved his apple in his mouth, grabbed his back, and joined Clare as she walked out of the classroom and outside. On their way out, they were smiling and giggling.

Clare Edwards could not believe she was doing this. She was skipping class, and with a boy she hardly knew and deeply loathed! This was so unlike her.

-X-

Ten minutes later, they were sitting on a bench not too far off from The Dot, sipping coffee. They were reviewing each other's papers again. Clare could still not believe she had gotten a C!

Almost immediately, Eli mocked her. "Wow, this is a first," he said, almost sarcastically. "Skipping school to do work." He glared at her accusingly.

Clare sighed, and set down her coffee and Eli's paper. "Hey," she said, "I don't understand how you got an A, and I got a C." Clare was flustered, and bewildered.

Eli snorted. "Simple," he said in a serious tone, "I'm dating Ms. Dawes." He smirked. Clare grew frustrated and threw him a helpless look. He chuckled at her, and then said, "You're a good writer, but anyone could have penned this piece; there's no point of view."

She was astounded. "I wrote about gun control!" she countered. "I say its good." She frowned at him. How could he be so… annoying?

"Wow," Eli gasped, "controversial." He smirked at his own cockiness and sarcasm. Man, sometimes he was just too good. He fiddled with his thumbs a bit.

"Okay," Clare snapped, "fine. What am I supposed to write about?" She folded her arms across her chest. Sense he's so smart, he should just give her the answer to all of her problems. She raised her eyebrows.

"Something that… pisses you off," he replied. He actually attempted to be of some help to this poor, helpless student.

"Besides my English partner?" she jeered. She smiled a bit to herself; this boy was definitely rubbing off on her.

"OUCH!" he said, pretending to be wounded. Then his voice turned sincere, and incredibly beautiful. "If you could change one thing in the world, what would it be?"

His tone was serious, so Clare decided not to reply with a sarcastic comment. "My mom and dad," she whispered sadly. "They're not exactly… getting along."

"So… write about that," Eli suggested, again making it sound like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"I can't!" Clare screeched. "Its personal." How could he even suggest such a thing? Clare was astounded.

Eli snorted. "You care too much about what people think." He shook his head at her, and diverted his gaze from her. He smirked.

"That is not true!" she whined. Jeez! This boy had no manners whatsoever.

"Then prove it," he sighed. He thought for a moment, and returned his gaze to her. "Scream," he said bluntly. "At the top of your lungs." He looked towards the sky to empathize 'top.' She looked away from him blushing, and he raised his eyebrows.

Clare would not back down from a challenge. Huffing, she uncrossed her legs and sat up straight, looking way from Eli. "Ah…" she began, but it died off once people started to stare at her. Maybe she did care about what people thought of her.

Eli snorted again. "That's the best you can do?" He chuckled, and looked away from her, disappointed. She huffed again, and stood up. She brushed herself off, and turned around to look at Eli. He nudged his chin forward and rose his eyebrows, as if to say "Go ahead" and smirked.

Clare, feeling confident, faced the street and let out a full scream. She scared several people behind her, and some even laughed and pointed at her, but she didn't care. She screamed for about seven seconds before she stopped.

Satisfied with herself, she turned around and smirked. Eli looked at her with an odd expression, as if to say, "Congrats." She folded her arms across her chest and said, "Okay. Your turn."

Eli stared at her in disbelief. Him, seriously? He smirked, pretended to think about it for a moment, and shook his head. "Yeah… not my style," he declared, and stood up.

He pretended to walk away and Clare chased after him. "What?" she shrieked. "No, you have to do it!" "But, no, you see, its not my style." "You have to do it! You have to do it!" "Its just not my style!" "I had to!" Eli backed into a pole, and to stop Clare from running into him, grabbed her wrists. She looked up at him in surprise, her blue eyes wide. Eli was quite surprised himself. He felt his face heat up slightly, and felt the temperature around them heat up. He was smiling, but then he stopped.

They looked into each other's eyes for a moment, before he let go of his wrists. Clare stepped back awkwardly, and peered at him. He gave her a lopsided smirked, and looked down shyly. Clare gulped and sat down on the bench, while Eli continued to awkwardly stand there, leaning against the pole.

Clare wondered if she was the only one who felt the sparks fly between them. She felt her face go hot, and her heart was beating frantically. A few minutes later, she finally spoke up. Eli was still leaning against the pole.

"Um, we should probably head back to school now," she whispered. Her face was still red from blushing.

"Uh, yeah, sure," Eli said.

They grabbed their bags and walked back to Eli's car, Morty. Clare's heart was still racing, and she could barely stop herself from shaking. Did that really just happen? She felt as if she would melt when he held her wrists and stared into his deep green eyes. Both of them knew they probably would have kissed if Eli hadn't let go.

That was shorter, sorry. :) I had more written up, but then I lost it when I refreshed the page! D: I didn't feel like rewriting it, so... yeah. Haha. :) Next chapter will be different from the show, okay? :) Please review!