So I thank you...well, some of you who read it and you don't how touched I was when I saw so many emails about story, author and favorites alerts but uhm no reviews? I was happy but kind of disappointed so can I get reviews this time? Anyway I'm thinking of continuing this story so without further ado I give you chapter two.

Clare

"I dare you to..."His eyes darted around the room before landing on something perfectly. He jumped off the desk and walked over to a cabinet near the window.

"Hm."He hummed as I rolled my eyes and looked up at the clock. Come on..turn to five already! He walked back with a bottle of chocolate syrup in hand before sitting back down on the desk.

"I dare you to pour this,"He held up the bottle and I groaned, rather loudly before he continued." On your stomach and let me lick it off."

"In your wet dreams,"I retorted with a smile.

"Hm, you already know what I do? That's amazing!" He explained, mocking my usual bubbly self.

"Shut up, Eli..I guess I'll take truth."I said, laying back on the couch.

"Is it true that you like me?" My cheeks began to get rather hot and I smiled.

"No. It's not true."I responded before asking,"Truth or dare?" "Truth."he replied with a smirk. Come on Clare..think. What could make him tick ?

"Is it true-" I paused.

"Is it true that what?" He repeated. "Spit it out, Edwards."

"Is it true that you're a hoarder? People say so and-

"No."He replied, cutting me off instantly. "And what gives you the right to ask that?"he asked, harshly through gritted teeth.

"Well, I just wanted to know the truth hence the game is called, 'Truth or Dare'." I spat, venom in my words.

"Uh huh. Sure, whatever."

"We shouldn't play this anymore, can we actually help me with my problems?"I suggested, trying to shake off the awkward tension.

"Fine...What's the issues in your perfect little life?"

I scoffed. "Perfect little life? Eli, gimme a break!"

"Clare Edwards..Degrassi's sweetheart, dancer, power squadder. Clare, you are perfect!" He shouted as I sat up and shook my head.

"You know absolutely nothing about me! I'm not fucking perfect! I'm not who you think I am!" I argued before I clenched my hands into fists by my sides.

"That's one thing I'll give you credit for! I do know nothing about you and maybe this," He pointed between us. "is a fucking mistake."

"Maybe it is."I said, standing up, collecting my stuff and throwing my cardigan into my bag.

"Clare, what are you doing?"

"Leaving, Eli! You don't want me here and-and I need someone who treats me with respect and actually wants to help me."My eyes began to water and I knew in minutes I would begin to cry...over Eli? God, what am I to do with my life?

"Clare, I'm trying not to be all rude, sarcastic and mean to you at least for you."He explained, sincerely."I'm trying at least give me that." He took my wrist in his right hand and turned me around. "Please stay." He said, pleadingly. I sniffled and he sighed."Look, I hate to see a pretty girl like you cry but-

"You think I'm pretty?" I asked, sniffing and wiping my tears. He smirked and let go of my wrist before his right hand took my right.

"Who wouldn't? Clare, you're beautiful."He whispered before leaning in slowly. I looked at his actions before mimicking them. Rule number one is broken in 5...4...3...2...1. The door swung open as soon as his lips were inches away from mine.

"Eli, I'm back and-Oh."I assumed that was his mother; my real therapist.

"Clare and-" He moved away, letting go of my hand and I realized this. He's afraid of showing his affection around others or maybe his mom is embarrassing.

"I were just talking about her problems,"

"That's good, you two. I love progress," she said, walking towards the desk and setting down a white paper bag.

"Yeah...so do I."I smiled, faintly and sat down on the couch as Eli hopped on the desk before opening the paper bag; pizza? Are you serious?

"Eli," She averted her eyes to me and Eli before saying,"why is this out?"She was referring to the chocolate syrup bottle and I mentally laughed.

"I don't know." He mumbled as he chewed on the bite of pepperoni, onion and sausage pizza.

"Um, Clare, I have something for you." She went over to a shelf and Eli looked at me with a smirk. I rolled my eyes and turned to watch her. "Ah ha!" She pulled out what seemed to be a journal and I knew I had to write in it...oh god. I have to let Eli read it too, don't I? Flipping fishcakes!

"Well, why does she need that?"He asked while she walked over and handed it to me. "Here," she began as I flipped through the small purple binded notebook and she continued."To express your feelings and to jot down anything that happened during the week..anything you want babe." Eli growled..He's jealous of his mommy calling someone else things? Aw.

"Sure, Dr.-

"Oh. Don't be so formal...Call me Cece." I smiled and he rolled his eyes continuing to eat.

"Okay...Cece." I giggled as Eli suddenly got into the conversation.

"Cece, does Clare fit potential for-

"Not yet..she wouldn't go for it anyway." Go for what exactly? Go for what! I hate it when people add you into things and then don't tell you until its too late. Its just- I have no words for it.

"Go for what exactly?" I asked with great hesitation.

"Oh for um, for a special concert.."Eli explained, crumbling the bag up into a ball and throwing it in the trash can perfectly like KC used to do. Le sigh. I miss him already and he's busy helping Jenna with the pregnancy. He's being a good boyfriend to me and to Jenna proving his father ability which I find incredibly cute and supportive.

"What kind of concert?" I asked, slightly curious.

"Dead Hand but yo- My face lit up with joy and they eyed me.

"Like the Dead Hand? Oh My Sweet Jesus! I LOVE Dead Hand!" I exclaimed while Eli's jaw dropped and Cece smiled approvingly.

"Whoa...In the honor of Dave, shut the front door..You-" He pointed to me momentarily before continuing." Are a fan of the greatest band of all time?" He asked, gasping dramatically.

"Of course, Eli. You can't judge a book by its cover," I said, stating the obvious

"Ain't that the truth." He muttered before popping the can of grape soda open.

Maybe I will like this.

Eli

"So, Clare is your extra credit?"Adam asked as we settled into the living room.

"You could say something like that."I told him, plopping on the couch before he sat in the black bean bag as usual.

"Well, this is your chance to tell her how you feel." He said, tearing open a cheese stick packet he carried in his pocket. Weird. And I thought I was...weirder.

"Nah...I'll just wait until the time is right."

"Yeah because lying about your feelings to a girl and sending the wrong signals is SO nice!" He retorted, sarcastically.

I threw a decorative brown pillow at him and he looked at me shocked. "Goldsworthy, you always do this and you know I'm right...at least tell her how you feel."

"Adam, I want to but-

"I know, I know. Julia is holding you back." He interrupted with a sigh." Look, Eli if I liked a girl...which I do and she felt the same way, I would seize the opportunity to go for her, not let it slip."

"Clearly, you were listening to-

"Let's not get into that subject." He said."Clare must like you if she didn't stop the kiss-" I cleared my throat and he corrected himself. " Almost kiss and I believe if you two told each other how you feel then, she would be here...in your lap, doing god knows what with you."

I chuckled before he threw the pillow at me. "Talk to her." He said before taking his books out of his blue backpack and getting to work. He's right..I should seize the opportunity to tell her..its only right.

Clare

I opened my locker to find pictures, posters and cute little ornaments. My locker was basically a regular girl's locker with some minor details and flare. I put my jean jacket and bag away after collecting my books and necessary essentials.

"Hello, Clare." Eli greeted with a smirk.

"Hey Eli...Why are you here?" I asked, fixing my hair.

"Um, I was wondering if you wanted to go to the-

"Hello, love." KC placed a soft kiss on my lips. I smiled before his arm snaked around my shoulders. "Oh..Hey, Eli." He said in awkwardly before Eli gave him a head nod.

"So, Clare and I have to go." I smiled and nodded.

"Wait..Eli, what did you want to ask?"

"Um, nothing. Nothing at all...I'll see you later." He walked away, muttering,"Stupid, stupid, stupid."

I looked at him puzzled and KC sighed.

"I don't know about him, Clare."

"KC, he's pretty nice unless you cross him." I explained as. He closed my locker and put the lock on it. He scoffed and began to walk with me to Media Immersion.

"Emo boy has feelings? Go figure."

"KC..please. Give him a chance." I begged before he nodded with a small smile.

"Okay. Fine, I will..." I tipped toed and pecked his cheek and we continued to walk in comfortable silence I just kept thinking of what almost happened yesterday. Eli and I almost kissed and I actually wanted to. I never been so drawn to one person and I'm thinking he's kind of in like with me.

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