Broken And Unloved (ON HOLD)

by MikaylaTalpes

Clare used to have a perfect life,until her parents got divorced.her dad doesnt want anything to do with her&shes not who she used to n a new dark boy help her become who she once was.or will she push him away like everyone else. real summary inside

3. Chapter 3

Broken And Unloved

Chapter 3

Clare's POV:

I woke up that morning excited seeing as how I was going to apologize to Eli. I woke up before my mom or alarm clock could do the trick. I jumped out of bed and dashed into the shower. I was quickly done, and then ran into my closet to decide what to wear. I was rushing because I knew this part would take the longest considering that I wanted to look good today. I finally decided on wearing a cute black mini skirt with a red and black corset tank top. Because there was a dress code at school I threw a black cardigan over my shirt. I ran back into the bathrron to dry my hair making sure my curls were laying in the right spots. I then did my normal make-up routine along with my new red lips stick. I ran back into my room. I slipped on my black converse, grabbed my bag and practically ran down the stairs. I was too eager and excited to eat so I left. I knew if I walked fast I would be early so I tried my best to slow down by listening to some music. My mind was racing and my heart was pounding; I really needed to calm down. I knew that only one thing could do that, Dead Hand. I started listening to it and within a few minutes I was already calming down. It worked every time. I was almost to school and knew I was still going to be a little early so I stopped by the Dot for some coffee. I walked in to a not so busy area and was greeted by a cheerful girl. She had brown hair that was pulled up into piggy buns? I guess you would say. She had chocolate brown eyes, and somewhat plump but mostly thin violet lips. Her name tag read Imogen.

Imogen-"Hi, welcome to The Dot, what can I get you?" she asked a little too happy for my taste.

Me-"I'd like a white chocolate mocha latté please." It was my favorite coffee.

Imogen- Ok, one moment please." She walked over to a side counter and began fixing my drink. After a few minutes she came back with my drink in her hand, and rang me up.

Imogen-"Ok, your total is going to be $4.56." I quickly pulled out my credit card from my wallet and swiped it. She pressed some buttons on the cashier and then handed me my receipt. I shoved it in my wallet before grabbing my coffee and leaving. Ok now that was a little weird. She seemed nice, but a little too nice. Something was off, but I didn't know what. I pushed the thought from my mind and continued on to Degrassi. Once I got there I didn't see Eli's hearse yet so I decided to head in to go to my locker. I glanced at my phone seeing that I was still a little early. I figured that was the reason for his absence. I was at my locker when I first suspected anything. I had gotten the books I needed for my classes and was sitting at my locker reading Romeo and Juliet. This was my favorite book of all time. I don't know what it was. I was just so intrigued by the love of two 13 year olds that led them to their death. I was right in the middle of when Romeo sees Juliet for the first time, when I heard the whispers. I looked up to see a bunch of girls a little ways down the hall huddled together; and I could have guessed who it was. Jenna, she was right smack in the middle of them all. They were staring at me and whispering. Now normally the old Clare would have just sat there and pretended not to hear or see them; but that Clare was gone. I stuck my book mark in my book before standing up and walking over to them. When I reached them they turned to their lockers to act as if they hadn't done anything.

Clare-"What the fuck is you're problem?"

They all looked at me like I was crazy. Jenna looked around to all her friends before turning back to me and opened her big fat mouth.

Jenna-"You! You're my problem, you emo, wrist cutting freak!"

OMG! How the fuck did she know? No one knew, I hadn't told anyone. Then I remembered the one person other than me that did know. Eli. I was instantly angry. Maybe Eli told her. But I mean it's also possible that she just called me that based on my actions the previous year. You see last year, I really hit rock bottom. I mean with my dad hating me, my mom's new taste for younger single men, and K.C cheating on me. It was a lot to deal with. Well rumor got out that I had slept with K.C so the whole school was calling me names, pushing me; the whole 10 yards. One day during science class they just pushed me too far. I secretly stole a scalpel and headed for the bathroom. I don't know what came over me, but it just seemed like my life wasn't worth living anymore. I sat down in one of the stalls and cut both my wrists. But this time instead of cutting them and bandaging them like I normally did; I just sat there and let the blood run out. Luckily it was last period, and luckily my best friend Ali happened to come in that bathroom. She found me almost dead on the bathroom floor. I don't remember much. I only remember getting light headed before being taken by the darkness. I woke up in the hospital 3 days later. My mom was there with my dad; who was practically dragged there. I had to stay 2 more weeks before they let me go home; they said I was under "suicide watch" or something like that. I guess they were all scared that I was going to try to kill myself again. After I was released my mom went into a total fit, throwing me into therapy 3 times a week. Over time I gained everyone's trust back, even my mom's who finally cut down the therapy to once a week. It took a lot of time and therapy to not think about my incident every day. This was supposed to be a good day and here Jenna was trying to ruin it. Before I realized what I was doing my fist rose back and flew to her face; breaking her nose with the contact. It was all like slow motion. She screamed out in pure agony, while her little skanky friends just watched with shocked looks on their faces. Her hands went to her nose, while she covered the floor with blood. Her friends grabbed her by her arms and pulled her in the direction of the nurse's office. I walked over back to my locker, bent down and gathered my stuff. I couldn't handle being here, but I knew that if I skipped I would get in even more trouble. I noticed someone walking toward me and I figured that it was someone of authority. I turned around to face the consequences but instead I was greeted by a pair of big green eyes. uhhh he was the last person I wanted to talk to right now. I stood there for a moment before he decided to speak.

Eli-"Hey, Clare."

Whoa whoa whoa, hold the phone! He doesn't talk to me, or show any interest in my for over 2 weeks, then he thinks he can just come up to me and say hey Clare? Oh hell no.

Me-"Hey Clare? Hey Clare? All your going to say is "hey Clare"?" I looked at him with disbelief.

Eli-"Well, what do you want me to say? Hey Clare, I just thought I'd stop by to say hi and to see if you were ready to have me back into your life, oh and by the way that was a killer punch. Something like that?"

I couldn't believe him. This was the last time for him to be all smug and sarcastic. I looked at him in with disbelief again. I turned around and began walking away. That is until I felt his arm snake around my waist and pull me back. At first I was shocked by this sudden contact, but then I couldn't help but to feel comforted by this gesture. For a moment I wanted so bad to just turn around and wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him with all the passion that I had, but then I remembered what he did. I wiggled and tried my hardest to get out of his arms; but with every wiggle he just held on tighter. He basically dragged me into a dark room and shut the door. He let go of me but positioned himself so that his back was against the door; not letting me get to it. For the next few minutes I tried my best to get to the door, but every time he stopped me. While we continued to fight for the door he started talking.

Eli-"Clare STOP!"

Me-"NO!"

Eli-"Come on Clare just listen. I didn't tell anyone about your incident I swear." I could see in his eyes that he was telling the truth, but there was still that little doubtful voice inside my head.

Me-"And how am I supposed to believe you?"

Eli-"Have I ever lied to you before?"

I briefly stopped the struggle and pondered it for a moment. True I mean he never has lied to me before, but there's a first time for everything you know.

Me-"Well, no you haven't but still, there's a first time for everything."

Eli-"Well what makes you think I'm going to start now?"

I noticed that we were a little close so I stepped back giving us some room.

Me-"Well, everyone else does, so why not you?"

Eli-"Because I'm not like everyone else." I wanted to believe him. I really did, but I couldn't trust him yet.

Me-"Yeah that's what they all say. Now could you just please move?" I went back to trying to get to the door, but failed epically.

Eli-"No I won't move."

Me-"UHHH god you're so annoying. I…. I hate you!"

Eli-"Well I hate you too!"

Me-"You can't say that after I did."

Eli-"Yes I can. I can say whatever I want to and you can't do anything about it." he said matter of factly. Oh no he didn't.

Me-"Oh really?"

Eli-"Yes really. What are you going to do about it?"

By this time he had grabbed my wrists and pulled me closer to him. Our chests were barely touching but I could feel the heat coming from his body. I looked down trying to think of what to say, when I felt his eyes burning into my face. I looked up at him and I was memorized. We glared into each other's eyes not looking away for anything. Hell the world could be ending and we wouldn't know. He started pulling me closer and didn't stop until our faces were a few inches away from each other's. His head turned slightly getting ready to kiss me. I turned my head too. I don't really know why. Don't ask me, but I couldn't stop. I could smell his cologne. It smelled good; husky and sexy at the same time. He was so intoxicating, and I was loving every minute of it. Our lips were so close to touching but before they could the first period bell rang. I pulled back suddenly and looked down.

Me-"I'm um I'm sorry about that." I peaked up at him scared to see his reaction. He looked flustered and his eyes were full of lust.

Eli-"Sorry about what?"

Me-"About almost kissing you. I mean no one would want to kiss me so I'm sorry." He looked at me with anger and confusion.

Eli-"Why do you do that?" I was confused. I didn't understand what he meant.

Me-"Why do I do what?"

Eli-"Put yourself down. You always hate on yourself, and I don't like it. I mean who's to say that I didn't want to kiss you? Maybe I did."

Me-"I highly doubt that. And you have no idea what you're talking about."

Eli-"Yes I do. You need to stop."

Me-"Excuse me? Like I have said so many times before you don't know anything that's going on with me so mind your own business." I pushed him away from the door. I don't know if it was just because I was really getting mad or if he was taken by surprise. But either one I got him out from in front of the door. I unlocked it, opened it and headed off in the direction of first period. What the hell have I gotten myself into?

Eli's POV:

We almost kissed. We were so close and then that damn bell had to ring. Uhhhh. I was falling for this girl fast. She was just so damn beautiful and perfect in every way, even if she couldn't see it. I wish she would just look at herself like how I see her. It was so frustrating to like someone when they put their selves down constantly. I spent all day thinking about her. She never left my mind. This was kind of annoying considering I had answered 2 of my teacher's questions with Clare's name. No one really paid attention, and the teachers just looked at me like I was crazy. I couldn't wait to see her again. I was beginning to get a little eager; so when the bell rang signaling that it was time for lunch, I basically ran down the hall receiving comments like "dude slow down, the food will still be there when you get there" or "dude wtf save some for the rest of us." things like that. I paid no attention to them as I rushed through the lunch line and went outside to sit down, waiting for Adam. I looked around the area noticing that Clare was sitting under a big oak tree eating her lunch and reading Romeo and Juliet. God she looked so gorgeous. The way she sat there, the way her head tilted to the side, the way her curls were curled perfectly and the way her hair hung right above her shoulders. She was so…. What's the word….sexy? Yes that's the word sexy. I guess Adam could tell I was staring because he cleared his throat.

Me-"Huh?

Adam-"Eli? Are you okay?"

Me-"No I'm not."

Adam-"What's wrong man? You seem kind of distant?"

Me-"Promise you won't say anything to anyone."

Adam-"Yeah, you have my word."

So I told him everything. From the minute I met her to our little almost kiss in the janitor's closet. I told him everything except for Clare's incident. I promised her I wouldn't tell anyone and I was going to keep my promise. The whole time I was talking I kept glancing back at Clare and a couple times her eyes would meet mine. She would blush and then look back down at her book.

Adam-"Damn man, looks like you're in deep."

Me-"Yeah, you think? And the worst part is that I think I love her." I admitted. Adam almost spit his drink out, but he held it in. This all in all caused him to almost squirt it out his nose.

Adam-"Whoa, hold the phone. You think you love her?"

Me-"Yeah. Do you think that's crazy?"

Adam-"Well, I do a little bit seeing as how you barely know her."

Me-"I know but when I'm with her it's like I've known her forever."

Adam-"haha sounds like love to me."

Me-"Yeah thanks for your help." The bell rang telling us that it was time for 4th period. As we emptied our trays Adam continued.

Adam-"Well, man if you really love her then don't let her get away. Like I did."

Me-"Dang, Kaite still won't talk to you?"

Adam-"No not since I blew her off for my "Family dinner as Gracie".

Me-"Well maybe you should just tell her."

Adam-"Yeah, I'll think about it."

We said our goodbyes before parting to go to our 4th period. I was kind of excited because I would finally get to see Clare up close, but I was also worried of how she would act. I walked in to see that she was already in her seat. I walked in and sat down looking at her with an apologetic look in my eyes. She didn't say or do anything. So I just sat there and listened to our assignment.

Clare's POV:

I sat there in 4th period for the first few minutes of class just zoning everything out that is until I saw Eli's hand flashing in front of my face. I quickly snapped back into it and realized what was going on.

Eli-"Are you even paying attention?"

Me-"Yes! What do you want?"

Eli-"Well, seeing as how Mrs. Dawes just paired us as English partners I would like your help on this assignment."

Oh hell to the no.

Me-"What! You've got to be kidding me!"

Eli-"Yeah well as much as I hate it too, I'm not."

I couldn't believe what he was saying. He had no reason to be mad at me. Well I guess he could be mad for me trying to kiss him.

Me-"Oh really? And what's your reason for hating our partnership? Last time I check you were the one who called me a bitch, and tried to tell me my problems. So if anyone should be mad that we're partners it's me."

Eli-"Okay, look here. You're not the only one who got their feelings hurt. You called me a dumbass bastard and slapped me. The only reason why I called you a bitch was because you were acting like a bitch. And no I don't like being paired with you. If you haven't noticed you're not the nicest or easiest person to get along with. But seeing as how this involves our graded, let's work together to do a good job. We're partners. We might as well suck it up and deal with it because there's nothing we can do about it.

I had no idea where this was coming from. One minute he is giving me and apologetic look and the next he is telling me off. WTF?

Me-"Yeah, well we'll just see about that." I slid out of my seat and walked to Mrs. Dawes desk.

Me-"Umm, excuse me. Mrs. Dawes?"

Mrs. Dawes-"Ahh Clare. Yes what can I do for you?"

Me-"Okay, well there is sort of a problem with mine and Eli's partnership. You see, we kind of met abruptly and we aren't really getting along…..at all."

Mrs. Dawes-"Oh, I see where you're going with this."

Me-"Yeah, I was just wondering, that because the partnerships are so new, that maybe you could just switch us."

Mrs. Dawes-"Well you see, here's the thing. I paired Eli and you together because you're amazing writers. Lately your writing has become dull and lifeless, while Eli's has become a little wordy. You both are really unique and different. I believe that you could really help each other."

Me-"How can we help each other if we can't say one word without insulting the other?"

Mrs. Dawes-"Work it out. I'm sorry, but the pairs are final."

Me-"Fine, but I wouldn't get my hopes up if I were you." She gave me a pleased look and I could tell that the conversation was over. I walked back over to Eli and sat down. again like when we first met he was eaten up inside with satisfaction, which caused the stupid smirk to appear on his lips.

Eli-"So, let me guess. She said no."

Me-"What do you think?"

Eli-"Oh, so what you're saying is that I was right?"

Me-"JUST SHUT UP!"

Eli-"God I was just kidding." I felt kind of bad for my sudden outburst, when obviously he was just kidding and trying to lighten my mood.

Me-"Okay look. We have to be partners all semester so we're going to have to stop being so hateful and be nice. Not including that we have to get to know one another."

He looked at me confused.

Eli-"Why?"

I decided to be a little playful.

Me-"Oh, I see. So you don't want to get to know me." I said jokingly.

His ever so famous smirk reappeared on his face, and I was actually beginning to like it.

Eli-"No, I was just wondering."

Me-"Well, Mrs. Dawes thinks that my writing has become dull and lifeless, and yours a little wordy. And because we are "unique and different" she has this whole theory about how she thinks we will help each other."

Eli-"Is that so?" he asked smugly.

Me-"Yup. So do you think we can agree to be nice to one another?"

I was expecting one of his little smart ass comments but he just smiled and said,

Eli-"I think that's possible."

Me-"Me too. So let's get to work."

We both reached for the paper that contained our assignment information at the same time causing our hands to touch. It felt like an electric shock coursed through my body. As soon as it happened I pulled my hand back and so did he. I could feel the blush on my face and I looked down to avoid his gaze. We were both silence for a few moments before I got to the point to where I couldn't take it anymore.

Me-"I'm sorry."

I couldn't help but to blush again. This time he saw me and when he did he smirked…..again. of course he would smirk at something like this.

Eli-"No, it's ok. Go ahead."

I didn't have to reply, so I quickly picked up the paper and began reading our assignment out loud.

Me-"You are going to spend the next two weeks getting to know your partner. Pick one thing that your partner really enjoys doing, for example a hobby. You are to find out and understand why they enjoy doing this and what inspires them to do it. You are then required to write a paper explaining their inspiration. You will be presenting this paper to you classmates in 2 weeks."

I liked this assignment and from the look on Eli's face so did he.

Eli-"Sounds interesting. Wait there's more on the back."

I flipped the paper over and continued where I left off.

Me-"Also, just because your paper is due in 2 weeks that doesn't mean that your assignment is over. Even after the 2 weeks you still need to be making observations on your partner's hobby and inspiration. At the end of the semester you will be required to write a follow up paper on their inspiration and how their inspiration has changed over the semester. You will share it with your classmates. After your partner hears it they will write a paper on why they think their inspiration changed. Have fun and really get into it. But remember you will be graded accurately."

He sat there for a few minutes, as if he was thinking before he finally spoke.

Eli-"Sounds good. I like it."

Me-"Me too."

Eli-"So, we should probably get started on it as soon as possible."

Me-"Yeah, we've got a lot to learn in the next 2 weeks."

I couldn't help but to be a little eager to start learning about him. He was really intriguing.

Eli-"Yeah, so do you want to work on it after school?"

Me-"Sure, I'd love to."

The bell then rang, informing everyone that class was over. I headed out the door and he followed me to my locker.

Eli-"Okay, where do you want to work? I would invite you over to my house, but my parents won't be home."

He caught me a little of guard with that one. Based on the way he dressed, and the type of car he drove, it didn't seem to me like his parents would care if he was home alone with someone. But who knows his parents could be really strict so I decided to tease him.

Me-"Let me guess, you're not allowed to have girls over without parent supervision?" He laughed before replying.

Eli-"Well, not exactly. My parents don't care who I bring over, with or without them there."

I was hoping to understand what he meant, but I just ended up dumbfounded. Even though we had only been friends for not even 10 minutes, the feeling of rejection washed through me. It hurt….. a lot.

Me-"Oh….Okay."

I tried to keep my composure and not let him see that I was upset, but I guess he saw right through it. His jaded eyes changed from kind and generous to worried and apologetic.

Eli-"Oh, no it's not like that. You don't get what I meant by it."

I reached my locker, opened it and chunked my book into it. I quickly pulled out the books I needed for math and chemistry.

Me-"No, I do understand. We just met, and you barely know me. I get it; you don't want some girl that you don't even know in your house. It's cool, no big deal."

I went to walked off toward my chemistry class, but was stopped by his hand on my wrist. He spun me around and when our eyes met I was content. I know it's stupid, and I know I've only known him for only a couple weeks, but in the instant that our eyes met I felt like I had known him forever. It was like we were long lost friends and this was our reunion. He stared at me for a few moments before speaking. His stare was so intense that I was forced to look away.

Eli-"Clare look. That's not what I meant. I would love to have you come over. It's just I didn't know how comfortable you would be in some boys house that you've only talked to for a day without his parents there. I care about you a lot, and I don't want to offend you or scare you away."

I was in complete awe. Never had a guy cared about me or my feelings so much. Never had a guy even cared about how I felt towards things. I couldn't believe him. He was just so perfect. He was almost too good to be true.

Me-"Are you just saying that so you won't hurt my feelings because you don't want me to come over?"

He looked kind of mad.

Eli-"No, I'm not. Like I said, I care about you and I don't want to make you uncomfortable."

I couldn't help but to believe him, but there was this little voice in the back of my head telling me to be cautious. It's not like I thought he was a player. It's just didn't make sense for a guy like him to want to be my friend.

Me-"Ok, I believe you." His smirk reappeared on his face.

Eli-"Good."

Me-"Yeah well I better go, 5th is going to start soon."

I went to leave but he stopped my once again, only this time with his words.

Eli-"Wait! Are we still going to work on the essay after school?"

I couldn't help but to notice how eager his voice sounded.

Me-"Yeah, sure."

Eli-"Ok, where?"

Me-"Meet me at my locker after school, and we'll head over to my house." I said backing up. I gave him a quick smile before I turned and walked off to 5th.

Eli's POV:

Well here I stand again baffled by a girl that I've only know for a week. She was so confusing. Really confusing and mysterious, but that made me like her even more. She was just so perfect but her lack of self confidence, and her many insecurities were very frustrating. She was this beautiful, smart, talented girl but when she looked at herself she saw the complete opposite. Why can't she see what I see? She is a gorgeous person inside and out. I just wish she would realize it. It's so hard to deal with loving. Whoa, wait loving? Come on Eli what are you thinking? You like her a lot but not love. Anyways it's so hard liking a girl this much, when she thinks so low of herself. I mean she never really said that she felt that way about herself, but you could just tell in the way she carried herself. It was just so frustrating. I couldn't help but to wonder why she was like that. I knew she didn't trust me enough to tell me such personal things yet, but I knew I could. I trusted her to know me. I wanted her to know everything. My likes and dislikes. She deserved to know everything. And I was going to tell her tonight. Telling her everything would also let her know that she could trust me. That was the most important thing right now; earning her trust. I spent all of 5th period thinking about her and her trust. I knew that I couldn't move too fast. She was special to me. With the delicate state she was in I knew I would have to take this extra slow so I didn't scare her off. And scaring her off was something I had no intention of doing. Things were going really well in my mind, until I got to 6th period. That's when things took a turn for the worse. Our class was watching a movie about World War one and my mind started to wonder. I started thinking, and when I say thinking I mean fantasizing about her. I mean it's not like I could help it. One thing led to another and my mind was imagining a hot make-out session on Clare's bed. I guess you could say it was more than a make-out session considering that we were removing our clothes and not stopping. I was lying on top of her, and both of our shirts were tossed on the floor forgotten. We were kissing frantically. I moved my lips down her neck and down to her shoulder. I tugged at her bra strap with my teeth before pulling back to stare into her big blue lust filled eyes.

Me-"Can I take this off?"

I grazed her bra strap with my fingers reassuring her that I was talking about her bra. She nodded and I slipped my arm around her back to unclasp it. I slid the straps off her arms and threw it to the floor. As soon as the purple lacey garment left her body she covered her chest with her arms. I stared into her big blue eyes.

Me-"Don't cover up. You're the most beautiful person I have ever seen."

She slowly moved her arms to her sides. I kept staring into her eyes to make her more comfortable. I felt her body relax a little and figured she had realized how respectful I was trying to be.

Clare-"Eli, look at me." Our eyes were already locked so I knew that she was talking about her breasts. I slowly moved my eyes down to her chin, then her neck. Right when I was about to look at her breasts a bell rang breaking me from my bay dream. Damn it and this fucking bell. It just had to ruin everything didn't it? I was about to exit the classroom and head to Clare's locker when I noticed that I had a little problem. And in problem I mean a boner. Fuck! This was just had to happen didn't it? Apparently my teacher noticed that I wasn't leaving so she walked over to me.

Mrs. Fisher-"Eli? Are you okay?"

Me-"Um, yeah I'll leave in just a moment. It's just that my foot fell asleep during the movie and I'm trying to get it to wake up." I said and started shaking my foot.

Mrs. Fisher-"Oh okay, well I'm going to step out, but I'll be back in case your foot doesn't wake up and you need some help."

Me-"Ok thank you." I smiled warmly at her and she returned it before grabbing some papers from her desk and leaving. I stood up and readjusted my pants to make my problem less obvious. There was no way I could go met Clare with this thing. So I quickly dashed out the door and into the closest bathroom I could find. Great, I hate doing this, but I didn't really have a choice.

Clare's POV:

I know what you must be thinking "OH MY GOD! Saint Clare just invited a boy over when her mom won't be home." Well I really like him and I'm not "Saint Clare" anymore. And besides he thought that I didn't believe him and this will let him know that I trust him. I spent the rest of the day thinking about him and counting the minutes until I could see him again. The more I thought about him the more I realized that I liked him. I had known him for like 2 weeks and only really talked to him for a day. But I was already beginning to fall for him. I liked him A LOT more than I should….and that scared me. I tell you what; this "Saint Clare" isn't having such saint-like thoughts. After inviting Eli to my house, for the rest of the day thoughts of him and his sexy body in my house kept running through my mind. Oh that's not all either. The thoughts kept going from him in my house, to him sitting on my couch, to him in my room, then to him in my bed. No matter how many thoughts I had and no matter what he was doing in them he always ended up in my bed. This was not going good. I couldn't stop thinking about him in my bed. Hell, I even answered one of my teacher's questions with "He's in my bed." Not good. I didn't know if I was going to be able to handle this. I mean for all I know I would rip his clothes off and have him then and there. It's not my fault. I've never been put into this situation. Let alone around a guy as hot as Eli. The only guy I've ever been around was K.C. and we never made out or anything like that. Hell he's never even been in my house. I had no idea how I was going to react to this. All I hoped was that I'd be able to handle this without jumping his bones in the first second that we were alone in my house. And right now that plan wasn't working so well. Maybe if I only thought about our assignment then this would work. Wait what was I thinking? Our whole freaking assignment was based on each other. So even if I was thinking about the assignment I would still be thinking about Eli. GOSH FREAKING DARN IT! This wasn't going to be easy. The last bell rang signaling that school was over. I couldn't wait to see Eli so I quickly ran to my locker. I threw the books I didn't need and slammed my locker shut. I stood there for a few moments waiting. I glanced around and noticed that the hall was starting to empty out. I figured he got caught up with something. I didn't want to stand there looking too eager to meet him so I sat down against my locker and pulled out my copy of Romeo and Juliet. After reading a chapter and a half I glanced at my phone realizing that I had been waiting for 15 minutes. God where is he? Is he blowing me off? I didn't understand what was taking him so long? I decided I would wait a few more minutes before leaving. I began reading again but soon drifted off into a deep sleep.

Eli's POV:

I tried my hardest to go as fast as I could in my bathroom, but something's, particularly this, couldn't be rushed. I should have texted her telling her I was caught up but I didn't think of it until I was done and walking in the direction of her locker. I turned the corner to find her sitting on the ground at her locker. It looked as if she was reading but the closer I got the more I realized that she had fallen asleep. God, now I really felt like an ass. I bent down next to her and saw the most beautiful sight ever. She looked so peaceful and I hated to wake her. I shook her slightly and her eyes fluttered open.

Clare-"Oh, I'm sorry I must have dozed off while reading."

Me-"It's ok. It's not your fault I was the one who was running late."

Clare-"About that, where were you?" I looked down and I felt my cheeks turn hot.

Me-"Umm, I um got caught up in history class."

She looked at me as if she didn't believe me but she smiled.

Clare-"Oh, okay. So should we get going?"

Me-"Yeah sure." She got up, got her stuff and we were off.