Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey, guys. I had my Homecoming last night! I was awesome! I stanky Legged. (: lol Anyway, here's a sneak preview of Art Of Love. (: It's about Alex and Brittany's son. (: Please read and review on both things. hahaha Oh, I don't own either things. Though I really wish I did. Alex is soooooo sexy and so is Eli. Oh! And I apologize for this being so short.

Before I know it, I'm getting pressed against the cool metal of the cop car. "Hey, Paco," a gruff voice says in my ear. Man, if I had a dime every time I heard this voice, I would be set for college. Officer Dave and I go waaaay back. I think I first met the guy when I was thirteen. He has a big stomach and some kinda freakish facial hair. He looks like somethin' outta a cartoon, I swear. He has some bushy ass eyebrows and a goatee that covers his lips.

I cast a grin over my shoulder. "Tarde, Oficial Dan. What brings you out so late?" He shoves me harder against the car, muttering about how much of a smart ass I am. I pretend it has the undercurrent of affection. After passing the breathalyzer, I get shoved into the back of the car. I try to get comfortable, but it's hard when the back reeks of piss. "You ever wash this damned thing?"

Behind those wild 'brows, Oficial Dan meets me eyes in the mirror with a glare. I think. "It keeps kids from wanting to get stuck in this mess again." His voice reminds me of what a bear would sound like. Deep, rumbling. I'm sure back in the day it was forceful. Today it makes me laugh.

"Sí, it works so well on me." I smirk. He rolls his eyes and barks for me to shut up. I love you too, Dan. He switches on the radio and turns to country. My Latino roots are shaking as the "yokel" cries out about having someone taken from them. Groaning, I lean my head against the seat. When is this ride over?

Chapter 14: Clare's pov.

"What are you wearing?" Ali asks as I come down from my room. I feel heat prickle my skin under her careful eye. Jenna and Ali are both wearing beautiful dresses, but they aren't my style. It's a little too little fabric for me. So, here I am, wearing a longish dress and leggings. If anything, I should have worn some killer dress to make Eli jealous. But I feel like he's the only one I want to share my body with. Even if it's just gawking at me.

Speaking of Eli, I hope she gave me one of the cards. I have a feeling he did, but I'm trying to not let myself get too hopeful. If it wasn't him, then I think my whole world would crumble around me. I've been limping along so far, but I keep feeding myself with the hope that Eli and I will get together again. Today my hope is raised as high as I dare let it.

I shrug at Ali, lowering my eyes. "My dress for the dance." It ends like a question. Ali throws her hands in the air and goes back to trying to make her boobs look bigger.

Jenna lets out a cold laugh and goes back to putting her makeup on. I roll my eyes and sit down at the next vanity. I seriously don't get what her problem is. I've never done anything to her. Okay, so maybe I called her a slut once, but that was when she was trying to steal KC from me. It doesn't take long for me to finish putting my outfit together. A quick smear of eyeliner, a dab of mascara, and some clear gloss does the trick for me.

I look myself over and shrug. I don't look like I'm trying to please anyone, but I'm bummy looking either. After freshening up my curls, stick a little bow thing in there. It matches.

A familiar purr comes from outside. My heart leaps into my chest, making it hard to breathe. Eli really did ask me! As slowly as I can, I make my way to the door. Eli's standing there, dark hair drooping over his eyes. My heart does a pathetic squeeze. "What are doing here?" Do I sound breathless?

Something burns behind his eyes but he smiles that lopsided smile at me. "Hey, Red." How long has it been since he's called me that? Oh, I've missed him so much. "I'm here to pick up my date."

I smile. "Eli, I'd-"

Jenna comes from behind me. She smiles wildly and hugs Eli, pecking his cheek. I must look confused because Jenna gives me wicked sneer. "You didn't think he meant you did you?" She throws her head back and laughs a cold, hard laugh.

Tears sting the back of my ears. He's going with Jenna. Of course. I straighten myself, in a quick attempt to not look pathetic. "No," My voice is flat. "I just didn't think he'd ask you."

But isn't that exactly what I should have thought? The beautiful, blond temptress has been freed from the clutches of KC. Every boy is snapping at the chance to get her and have her as their own. He told me that he ended our relationship for the same reason. He wants someone who'll have sex. Well, he has her. "Have fun at the dance." I sound close to tears.

I watch as they leave. Another boy stolen from me by the golden-haired wonder.