Shhhhhheeeesh, ppl are driving me crazy on this story!

Ok, OK!

It's just something big happened that would affect my writing. (Last chapter on my Fadam fic... sad...)

"Why isn't Eli a virgin?" I whispered, not daring to look up at him.

"Well, he and his old girlfriend were close."

"Very close apparently." I muttered and I can feel Eli's smirk.

"Clare, you seem jealous."

Does this woman know everything! And will she tell everyone?

"Ok, so?" I mumbled, drawing my other leg to my chest as Eli gazed at me. Him just looking at me like that made me warm all over.

"Well, you two. I do not sense an easy relationship. You will be tested."

"Great." Eli said and I looked at him, hoping he was looking at Madame Nadine. No such luck, his green eyes were still fixed on me and green and charming.

"But... that doesn't mean you both won't like it. Maybe love it." she said and I gulped.

"Love?" I squeaked and she smirked, eyes twinkling.

She let it go. Thank god.

"Clare... you and Eli will bever be able to be friends." Madame Nadine murmured and I bit my lip and looked at him. He looked worried.

"Why not?" he said, looking at me. I quickly looked away.

"You like her too much. There is way too much...tension and passion... lust and fear..."

"L-lust?" Clare whispered, beyond belief.

"Y-yes. Eli, you seem quiet. And cocky." Madame Nadine observed.

"Just... listening." he said, with a smirk.

Clare slid into her seat and Eli looked at her.

"She's scared of me."

"Quite the contrary. She's scared of herself." Clare squeezed her eyes shut as Eli looked at her. "You may not know this, but Clare writes Fanfiction. Racy vampire fanfiction."

Clare put her head between her legs and moaned.

"St. Clare has a fetish?" he choked on his words and stared at her.

"Please. Shut up." she glared at him. "And it's not a fetish, don't be gross."

"It's borderline fetish." Madame Nadine muttered to herself.

"Last year she kissed Declan Coyne's neck."

"Oh my god." Clare said, reliving her most embarrassing moment.

"I sense jealousy."

She snapped her head up to look at Eli, who's eyes were downcast. "I. Am. Not. Jealous."

"Why do you come here to deny your feelings?" Madame Nadine looks at Clare and Eli.

"No more denied feelings." Madame Nadine said sternly. She hated this.

"Ok," Clare looked at Eli.

"Fine."

Madame Nadine smiled. "This... should be fun."

"That was horrible!"Clare whined and Eli walked out laughing.

"You like me more than I thought a Saint should."

"The only reason we got out out alive is because Wesley wanted to go." Clare whined.

Eli laughed. "You kissed his neck,"

Clare gave him a glare. "That's not fair. You have nothing and I have everything."

"You had your principal's vibrator."

"Shut. Up." Clare whined. "That was Alli's fault! And I never used it!"

"Well. That's great. But still...a sex toy?"

"Don't call it that."

Eli grabbed Clare's hand and pulled her towards him, repeating the words in my face. Hearing him say it made me blush hard.

"Aww, she's blushing."

"Jerk."

"Apparently, a jerk you're head over heels in love with."

Clare said nothing and waited for Wesley to be done while Connor and Adam continued their sandcastle, staying away from water.

"Admit it Clare."

"You first." she said and he smirked.

"Clare. AnneMarie. Edwards."

My middle name? Clare thought. Oh my god, this is serious.

Clare peered up at him. "Y-y-yeah?"

"I like, possibly, love you." he whispered sincerely. Clare's mouth dropped and she looked into his eyes.

"Me too, Elijah Daniel Goldsworthy." she whispered and he smiled, not smirked, smiled.

"KISS!" Alli's voice came, squeling along with Connor, Dave, Wesley, and Adam. Clare rolled her eyes and looked at him as he started to lean in.

I have sacrificed myself to a decendant Degrassiligion (Degrassi religion) of Elijahism.

Eclarism! It's a nice place!

Just don't tell the priest if you read ElixOC fics...