Hey everyone! I wanted to thank you all for the amazing reviews, please keep it up! Sorry for the last chapter since it was short, I have been a little blocked lately, but I am really satisfied with the reviews, so thank you. I'd love to talk to you guys, hit me up on twitter, tumblr, or on here. I just want to get to know the people who read me and give you a more personal thank you. I love you guys! Chapter 4 is in Clare's POV. And this chapter is short, but I'm nearing the end of the school year so you guys know I will barley be around. This summer I'll be there every day, promise.

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Dear Secret Admirer,

I know it is a long shot, but if you do see this, I wanted to say thank you. You're note may have just been short, but it made me smile. I appreciate that. I can't say I would hate finding another one, but I just wanted to say that I got it and I liked it. Thank you.

You're Admirer,

Clare.

I blushed as I reread my post. It was a little middle schoolish, but I don't care. I couldn't tell Eli, but I loved the note. It was just the thing I needed to get my confidence back. Like a spark of hope, I needed it.

As I was daydreaming, Eli texted me:

Saw the post. Thought you were going to let it go? But, your secret admirer is a lucky guy since he got to make you smile.

Eli's text allowed my blush to deepen. He was an amazing friend. Sometimes I think things would just be easier if he and I could be together, but he was really my best friend and I don't want anything to come between us.

I texted him back:

I know it is stupid Eli, but what if this is a real thing?

It only took a few seconds for my phone to buzz. I had a feeling it would just be some witty remark, but I was wrong when I checked the text:

Nothing you do is stupid Clare.

What was that supposed to mean? Eli did have his occasional sweet streaks so I decided to shrug it off. I plugged in my phone and hit the lights before sending him one last text:

Goodnight Eli

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The next morning when I arrived at school, I found a note placed in my locker. It was in a dark red envelope. I had assumed it was from my 'Admirer', but it was placed in a blood-red envelope that slightly creeped me out. Also, the 'Clare' was written in an unfamiliar boyish font.

I opened up the sealed envelope and pulled out the piece of binder paper. It was a short note:

Morning my beautiful Blue Eyes…feel like going on an adventure? Great, I want you to write down exactly how you feel about me. I know, I know, you don't know who I am, but that's not what I mean. I mean, how do you feel about me, a secret admirer? Do you think its bull; are you hoping for someone specific? Just tell me. Stick it back in this envelope and take it to the public library during your third period class. I want you to put it in the cover of Edgar Allan Poe: Tales and Poems. No one ever checks it out, but to be sure, take it to the kids section and slip it in the geography books. I'll find it from there.

Sincerely,

Your Secret Admirer.

Woah. Who did this admirer think I was? I never skip class! And to skip now to go on a childish note hunt? Why did I have to do it during class anyways?

And his question: How exactly do I feel about him. How do I feel about him? I didn't really know to be honest. But I guess I had to figure it out before third if keeping this admirer meant anything to me. Which lead me to another question.

Did it?

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Third period. I had five more minutes before third. As I leaned against my locker, debating whether to stay or go, Adam came up behind me, "Boo!"

I jumped slightly, "Adam!" I shoved his shoulder.

He chuckled, "Why the lateness Miss Edwards? Aren't you usually in class, dominating the world's most dreary novels?"

I rolled my eyes, "Not today Adam."

He smiled, "Seriously though, why are you dwelling by your locker?"

"Can I tell you a secret?" I asked him, slightly whispering.

"Um sure?" Adam raised an eyebrow at me, but as I went to tell him something, the bell rang. He asked, "So are you coming?"

Decision time. Stay, and miss out on something that could potentially be amazing, or go, and take that chance.

I smiled and then bit my bottom lip, "No, actually I'm not. I'll see you after school!" I called over my shoulder as I headed out of the school before I could allow myself to change my mind.

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When I got to the library, I knew exactly where to go. The Scarlet Letter, I was familiar with the book. I had read it the previous year, but for some reason I couldn't see the logic in this choice. Why this book?

I found it in a matter of minutes. But I had nothing to put in it quite yet. My thoughts on this admirer where still rather unclear in my mind and I thought what better place to sort them then in the library?

I took the book and nestled down in the 'Reading Corner'. People rarely ever come here. But I like it that way, it's peaceful.

I pulled out a sheet of paper and blue pen. I didn't know what to write exactly, but I just let my thoughts flow:

Dear Secret Admirer,

What do I think of you? I don't exactly know what to think of a guy who sends me gallivanting across town when I should be in class, to stick a note in a book. I mean The Scarlett Letter? Really? Are you trying to suggest something there? Okay, okay, but in all reality, I don't know what to think of you yet. You just came out from the blue. I wasn't looking for an admirer or anything. But here you are, so I better not bore you with my rambling. Anyways, until I can give you a more clear answer, maybe you could clear something up for me. I want to know why? Why me? Why now? And why this? I don't want to communicate with you over my blog, I like this handwriting thing. I want you to write me with the why and take it to school. Mrs. Garcia, the Spanish teacher, she has a desk in her room everyone avoids. Tuck the note under the desk okay? Room 106, you'll know the desk when you see it. Talk to you soon I hope?

Sincerely,

Clare.

I took my note and sealed it up in the book. Once that was done, I followed my last instructions and took the book back to the geography section, slipping it between the books on topography in Indonesia. I highly doubt anyone will go looking there, at least not for a while.

By the time I was done, third period was clearly over. I needed to get back to class.

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"So where have you been?" Eli asked me as I walked up to his car after school. Both he and Adam were giving me looks as if they wanted an explanation.

I blushed, "Just feeling a bit rebellious. I went to The Dot for a coffee." I lied. Eli and Adam were my best friends, I knew that, but for some reason I wanted to keep my adventure this afternoon a secret. Something personal between me and my admirer.

Adam shrugged, "Good for you Clare." He hopped in the car, but Eli managed to shake me a strange look before following Adam's lead. I wonder what that was for?

"Are you okay?" I asked Eli as I slipped in his car.

He smiled, "Yeah, just fine."

We dropped Adam off before we reached my house. When we did, Eli hoped out of the car and opened my door for me, "So will I be seeing you tomorrow or will you have another streak of youthful rebellion?"

I laughed softly as he gave me a hand out of the car, "I don't think so. Just a onetime thing for now."

Eli rolled his eyes, "If you say so…."

What did that mean?

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