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Perfect

Eli's POV

I walked into English class, tired senseless. I sat down and turned to Clare. She smiled at me.

"You look like hell, babe" she pointed out. I smirked at her.

"Thanks sweetheart" I retorted sarcastically. She laughed.

"Are we still hanging out, today?" She blurted. I stared at her, my mouth slightly open in shock.

"Of course!" I shouted.

"Mr. Goldsworthy!" Ms. Dawes exclaimed.

"Sorry" I mumbled. I turned back to Clare. "Why wouldn't we?" I asked her. She stared at me.

"Eli hon, your half dead. You need sleep" she stated. I smirked.

"Psh! Sleep is overatted when your a vampirre" I joked. She laughed, the sound like music to my ears. As she she laughed, I stared at her. Today she whore a light pink and green dress with a green sweater cardigan. A belt was looped around her waist overtop. Converse covered her feet. I smirked.

Her hair was down, curled slighty at the ends giving her hair ocean waves type of look. Her eyes sparkled with laughter framed by light makeup. Her skin, flawless and free of any marks or bumps, just laugh lines, and her smooth, kissable lips were glossed and...and...perfect. She herself was perfect.

"Ok, Eli the Vampire" she joked. I smirked widely.

"That's Eli the sexy Vampire to you Clare-bear" I joked back. She stuck her tongue out at me and Ms. Dawes started class.

An hour and thirty minutes later, Clare and I were on my living room couch, 'watching a movie'. Honestly, we were making out like crazy. Her hands were wrapped tight around my neck, pulling me close. One of my hands were wrapped around her waist, the other, disappeared under her dress. She pulled away for air and I immediately glued my lips to her exposed neck. She moaned as I sucked harder. Meanwhile the hand under her dress, pushed her panties aside and entered her. She leaned her

hand back and moaned.

"Ah, Eli!" she groaned as my fingers pumped faster. Soon enough she came, shuddering. I licke my fingers and laid us down on the couch.

"God, I love you" I whispered in her ear. She laughed.

"I love you too, Elijah"

That's all I remembered before I blacked out.

I woke up in boxers on my bed fully covered with my comforter. I looked around disoriented. Where's Clare? I saw a note taped to my lamp. 'Eli' was written in big, bubbly letters on half of the sheet.

"Clare" I whispered, smiling. I picked the note up, unfolding it. It read.

Hey there sleepyhead!

You kinda passed out after our little...act of pleasure (; and I carried—more like dragged—you up to your room to sleep. I told you, you needed sleep 'Mr. Eli the sexy Vampire'! (: Well, I hope you have a good nap. P.S. I love you. A lot

Love,

Clare

Dammit! I fell asleep. This was supposed to be 'our' afternoon today. I noticed another P.S and continued reading

P.S.S. Don't worry. This really was perfect. Even if you did fall asleep. (:

I love you.

Good? Bad? Terrible? Eh, I'm pretty proud of it. But be warned, not all will be all warm and gushy like these past ones have been. I have ideas shooting up a storm in my head. What type of ideas? Well...good, bad, weird, and plain awkward. (: I'll probably post another one tonight, or I'll try to. Ok, Bye!

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