Okay, so this chapter isn't long. At all. Truthfully, I wasn't going to post at all cause I forgot, :). But, I made an Author's promise that I would post SOMETHING and here it is. I will probably post either tomorrow or later this week. I still have to write a lot, but if I can't write for, "Bets" I might write another chapter in, "Hugs and Kisses". Oh well, sorry for the disappointment :(. THE NEXT CHAPTER WILL PROBABLY BE BETTER! Goodnight, and always, Liv3 in the M0m3nt.
Eli's POV
I sat in my French class with a non-stop smirk on my face. Me and Clare's plan was going perfectly. All we had to do was make sure Alli and Fiona saw us fighting, and pretend that we like other people. It'll drive them insane. Then, once all the bets are over, we will come out about our relationship and soak in the pleasure of the looks on our friends faces.
The bell rang, and I picked up all my stuff and walked out the classroom door.
"Nothing could ruin today," I thought. I bumped into someone and looked up. "I spoke to soon."
"What do you want?" I said, harshly. I fired a look that could kill at Fitz, but he didn't return it.
He stayed calm and spoke softly, "I know about your plan." He said, simply.
My eyes widened, "What the hell?" I said, not too loudly, so that I didn't attract unwanted attention.
"I know about-"
"No," I interrupted him, "I heard you. I mean, what the hell why can't you just mind your own business?" I started to walk away when he grabbed my arm. I looked at his hand in some surprise, but mostly just pure anger.
"Get. Your. Hand. Off. Me." I said, desperately trying to stay calm, but I was still incredibly pissed off.
He quickly took his hand off me and said, "I don't want any trouble, I just-"
I interrupted him again, "If you don't want any trouble," I said, "Then you should go. Now." I walked away, and this time he didn't stop me.
Fitz's POV
Eli walked away for the second time and I sighed. I started to walk to my next class, when I thought of something. I slapped my hand to my forehead, "Of course!" I yelled, causing some heads to turn.
I continued walking, "I should have never gone to Eli in the first place," I thought, "Clare would be much easier to talk to."
I walked through my classroom door and sat in my seat, "And," I thought, "Her punch probably hurts a lot less than Eli's..."
Eli's POV
"What the hell was that?" I thought as I sat down in my seat, "Why would Fitz try to talk to me? And calmly at that!" I didn't pay attention one bit to the teacher, because I was way too preoccupied with the Fitz situation.
"How could he even think I would listen to him?" I thought, "I mean, we HATE each other! I think... Wait, I know! He almost stabbed me! But, he did go to juvie and everything... Maybe it straightened him out? NO! How could a psycho like Fitz ever get straightened out?"
As I sat there, arguing with myself, another thought occurred, "Wait," I thought, "It's FITZ we're talking about here, he wouldn't give up that easy..."
I struggled to think what else Fitz could possibly have up his sleeve. I couldn't think of anything, so I tried to think of previous things he's done. "Tearing the hood ornament of my car, hurting Adam, kicking me in my... ow, give me a busted lip, talking to-" I stopped my thoughts. If Fitz couldn't get through to me, he'd go for the next best thing...
"Clare."