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Chapter 2

Clare's POV

I saw someone that blew my mind. Every time I turn around I see his face, his beautiful olive orbs. I haven't felt that way since Fitz. Fitz was my first, everything. We were perfect, until he broke my heart. I swore to myself I won't let boys run me anymore. I'm Clare friggin Edwards. As I walked into class knees weaker than ever, I managed to make it seem like I was walking like a queen. I stepped into class and sat in the middle and slid down my seat. My heart practically jumped out of my body when I saw him again. To most he seems the average Canadian boy but to me he's a diamond. His black shaggy hair and his eyes oh his eyes. Don't let this boy get to you Clare. I had to say something anything. Before I can blurt out a syllable he speaks.

"You got a pen I could use?" He asked innocently. I grabbed a red pen from my bag and threw it to him. He must be very clumsy because he caught it then it dropped to the ground and splattered red ink everywhere. I got some on my shirt and jeans. And he got some on his face. The students laughed but they instantly silenced at the voice of a teacher.

"Looks like a crime scene in here!" Ms. James remarked as she walked into the room.

"I'm so sorry!" the boy muttered.

"It's fine, really." I said with a smile. Really I was about to crap my pants.

We stumbled back to our seats leaving the mess there. Ms. James began to teach while mystery boy and I exchanged notes.

(Italics are Eli, Bold Italics are Clare)

I'm Eli by the way.

Clare. So I take it you have no coordination EClutz?

As you know I am very coordinated it was your pen's fault.

I'm sure you are.

Question: why do you drive a hearse?

I couldn't really tell him why. It symbolizes the death of the old me. I named it Renee which means "reborn". I was reborn after what Fitz did to me. I am now strong, independent and my own person. But for some reason, I trust him. I won't tell him the full story just yet.

It is important to me okay?

Okay, I get it. That big black thing has value.

Yes and it isn't just a big black thing. It has purple flames on it. And that big black thing has a name. Renee.

I won't talk about your beloved Renee.

I could feel his mocking tone oozing off the paper.

Thank you. Now, what address do I send the dry cleaning tab to?

Eli's POV

I read our conversation over and over on that one wrinkled piece of paper. I pretended to throw it out but, I really stuffed it into my bag.

"Are those love notes Romeo?" a nosy voice peered from behind me. I turn around to see Adam's freckles in my face.

"Woah. Who punched you in the face?" Adam asked now face to face with my big red ink stain.

"No one. I splattered ink everywhere while getting a pen." I said.

"An ink accident while writing love notes? Who are they from?" Adam imposed.

"A certain hearse driving, chip smashing, five-second rule using, Dead Hand shirt wearing, blue eyed angel." I replied.

That's it for chapter 2!

DralliForeverrr: Yes, Alli will be mentioned.

There might just might be a double update. Don't get too happy.

Story Note: Renee means reborn.

What did Fitz do to Clare? Until next time.