A/N: Sorry guys. I suck at writing. And I'm still bored. I have no idea where I'm going with this story. I love to have some help here with ideas and what not. Reviews are the best way to do it.

Eli's POV

Clare and I stayed talking at the Dot for hours. We laughed about everything. I don't know what is about that girl, but something is keeping me wanting to know more about her. That's why I wanted to take her to the concert. I would like to get to know her and for her to get to know the real Eli Goldsworthy.

I was walking home and I was still thinking about Clare. I can't get her off my mind. I feel bad about her family even though mine aren't the greatest. My parents work all the time. I never see them anymore.

It hasn't always been like this. We used to spend a lot of time together. My mother was a stay-at-home mom and my dad was the only one working. Then, one day, I came home being told that we have to move because my dad lost his job and we couldn't afford the house anymore. So now, we're squeezed into an apartment. My mom and dad both got a job so we could save up to buy a house.

I guess I can't complain. I've read about some many Americans out of work. Good thing I live in Canada. My mom and dad got lucky I guess but I hated that we had to move. But it also helped me out of my dark times. I'm still trying to forget my past.

I got home later that night and, as I expected, my parents weren't home. I went to my room to call Adam and see if he had a ride to the concert Monday. As I flipped open my phone, I see that my mom called me. She left me a message:

"Hey, sweetie. I called to let you know that your dad and I won't be home till twelve. We both have work to do at the office. Sorry, honey. We'll be home soon. We love you. Bye."

She acts like this isn't a usual thing. Like there hasn't been times where I'm left home alone even for weeks because her and dad have gone on business trips and forgot me. I'm used to it.

I forget about my family and call Adam. He picks up on the third ring. "Hello?" His voice sounded raspy.

"Hey, dude. It's me. Sav took the tickets and seemed to like the idea."

"Dude, I was asleep. It's eleven o' clock. You should have called me earlier. Why are you just calling now?"

"Clare and I ran into each other there and got caught up. Sorry, dude."

"Who's Clare?" he wondered.

"My English partner. Anyways, do you have a ride to the concert on Monday because Morty's in the shop right now and I won't have him back until Tuesday." I really hoped he said yes.

"No, man." Damn it. "My dad and mom aren't going to be home for the weekend. They have to visit my grandmother. I was hoping you had a ride. I was going to call you about it tomorrow."

"Damn. Well, I'll figure something out."

"Alright, let me know something." He hung up. I fell asleep that night wondering what I was going to do about a ride.