Ok this in not edited at all. I'm really sorry. Maybe I will take it off to edit it later. I have been so busy.

"Move out Saturday instead," I whisper in Clare's ear as we are laying in bed a few hours after school on Thursday. I kiss the side of her head.

"Why, I thought Friday was when we decided," she asks me in a half talk half whisper voice making me kiss her again.

"My dad is having a party tomorrow night, I'm bar tending. I want company, Adam will be here too." I say roping myself up on my right elbow allowing me to face her.

"So, Saturday?" she questions but doesn't expect an answer. I give her one of a different variety, I lean down and hold my weight off of her and kiss her, her hands go into my hair and I cup her face with my right hand. I move my left leg to the other side of her body. I am holding myself up with my left arm, my hand is closer to her head and my elbow angled away from her near shoulder level. She moves a hand from my hair to the left side of my waist, she tugs at my belt loop lightly pulling me a little closer. I move my hand from her face to her shirt hem. I toy with it a little, with no intention other than having something to do with my hand.

Someone clears their throat at my doorway, I switch my weight from my left side to my right and roll onto the right side of my heated body. I take a deep breath before looking to see who it is. Adam stands in my doorframe, he walks in slowly. Clare's face is beat red when I look at her. I smirk.

"Hey, Adam. I forgot you were coming over today." I say coolly, still breathing heavily. I sit up and Clare does too, she is practically gasping for air, but hides it well.

"Well, I sort of assumed so," he says laughing. I get up and go over to him. Clare just sits in her place, clearly embarrassed by what Adam saw. "It's fine. Homework now?" he says starts setting his backpack down on my bed, but pulls it off giving me a look.

"It's safe," I laugh, Clare's blush just gets deeper. She is being quiet and it get a little worried. We all start doing homework and she remains silent.

"Oh, about tomorrow, I can't. I have counseling from seven to eight, then my mom has me doing some sort of thing with her." he explains.

"Maybe next time," I offer and look to Clare again. "Adam, would you mind if Clare and I stepped into the hall for a second?" I ask looking at her.

"No, go ahead." he says. I get up off the ground breaking our triangle, pulling Clare up with me. I drag her into the hallway, she looks at me.

"What?" I ask almost snapping at her.

"Why are you so edgy?" she asks, looking upset.

"I'm not, I'm just confused. Why are you being so quiet and why are you ignoring Adam?" I tone my voice down to a calmer level.

"Its awkward, for me at least." she says and I can see where it could be awkward, but it's not like it was her mom or anyone that would care.

"Clare, Adam doesn't care about what he saw, as long at he can be around us without that going on the entire time, he couldn't careless." I say putting my right hand on her upper left arm, her arms are crossed.

"Its just embarrassing, I spent tome building my innocent reputation. I just don't get caught doing those kinds of things." she explains further.

"I know, just it's Adam. Can we go in there and act normal?" I ask her rubbing her arm, up and down softly. She nods. "Possible apologize to him?" I suggest.

"Yeah," she goes back into my room taking her seat to Adam's right leaving my space in the triangle open. "Sorry, Adam." she says returning to her homework. He looks at me questioningly. I shrug my shoulders. Wee finish our homework and I hear my dad come in. a couple minutes later, he is knocking at my door. I open it and he steps in.

"I'm going to the store, need anything?" he asks me. I shake my head "no" and he leaves without another word. We are all sitting on my bed I am on the far left and Adam in on the right, Clare is in the middle close to me, my arm around her waist. We are watching an episode of Pushing Daisies.

"This show is kind of creepy," Clare says making a weirded out face. Adam laughs and Clare shoots him a look. After we eat something at nine thirty, Adam leaves. Clare showers and watches TV while I shower, then we go to sleep, knowing the next night would be a long night.

Every morning that I wake up next to her reassures me that I have made the right decision in dating her. She has done so much to help me get over Julia, but keep her in my memory. I wake up before the alarm goes off and I am shocked. I get ready and when the alarm goes off Clare wakes up.

"You're up early," she notices. I nod slowly.

"We went to bed early, I guess I got enough sleep." I say as she gets out of bed. She gets ready and we go to school. They day goes by relatively quick, mostly because I it want to be. We go back to my house after school and my dad is finishing setting up for his party. The party starts at five, giving us three hours before we have to do anything.

"Elijah, I am going out to buy liquor and food." he says from the living room. Seconds later the door shuts, and I practically glue myself to Clare, pushing her against the counter. She giggles and kisses me deeply, putting both hands on my face. Then pushing me away.

"Tease," I joke with a smirk, she winks at me and lip my lips lightly. Her eyes scroll across the room, eyeing it like it's something new.

"There are a lot of blenders." she points out. There are three sitting out on the counter, a few stacks of cups are in between them.

"This isn't my first rodeo, or my dads. He throws these parties three or four times a year, this is the first one since we've moved here though. I did the alcohol handling for his last one, around Christmas." I say looking in the freezer. Sure enough it is full of three large bags of ice.

"Oh," she says quietly. I nod. "That is kind of cool, I guess." she adds. She was obviously new to this kind of thing, which really doesn't surprise me in the least.

"Yeah they're fun. A whole bunch of professionals who work in cubicles all day getting drunk, I have to say its fun to watch." I shrug my shoulders. "He sometimes plays some good music too, so that's a plus." I add on.

"So what do we do now?" she starts to leave the kitchen heading towards the hallway.

"Well we wait, when my dad gets home he'll want me to look at what he has and I'll make sure I can make specific drinks for his guests. And then they will starts arriving before we know it." I follow her.

"What about until he gets home?" she says slyly. I follow her further down the hall. She takes a right into my room.

"Well we have twenty minutes," I say walking slowly towards her. She pauses her retreat and grabs the pill bottle off the TV stand.

"Painkillers," she says looking at her wrist. She swallows them without a drink and picks back up on her retreat. I keep at her and she stops when the backs of her knees hit my bed. She wait until I am only inches away to switch sides so that I am closest to the bed. She pushes me down, laughing.

"I win," she taunts I grab her phone from her pocket.

"What you want this in the toilet?" I taunt right back, starting to run slowly towards my bathroom, she runs after me pulling me down, care not to hurt her wrist, I grab her good wrist and slide her phone into the bathroom with my other hand. She is sitting on my legs, trying to keep me in place. I shove her off lightly and pounce on her, pinning her to the ground. Kneeling on either side of her holding her arms up on the sides of her head, I lean in and kiss her.

"Ow, my wrist," she says sharply and I get off her and let her sit up. She mocks my movements and before I know it, it's me pinned to the ground. "Sucker," she says her face centimeters from mine. She kisses my neck and gets up. I stand up and we race to her phone, she gets to it first.

"So not fair," I say like a pre-teen girl with the facial movements and all. She sticks out her tongue, scrunching her face up. "Did you pan on keeping that tongue?" I ask, but can't keep a straight face.

"Elijah," my name rings out loudly and firm.

"My dads home," I laugh. She follows me to where he is standing in the kitchen.

"Here, its all you." he says then puts his hand in his pocket. "Oh, this too," he hands me two hundred dollar bills. I open the bags he brought in. Clare watches as I look at everything and read some labels for about forty five minutes. I put in all in the fridge.

"One more thing, Elijah." he starts, "If you drink tonight wait until later on after everyone is taken care of. Don't be stupid, or embarrass me." he says then walks away. People start arriving a little later. I take requests for three hours and Clare helps me when she can. At eight thirty people slowed their drinking speed, most already drunk. I pour myself and Clare each a glass of Pepsi, I pour in a little cherry vodka into mine and look at Clare. She doesn't seem sure of what to think of what I have done. I hold the bottle up to her and she shrugs her shoulders.

"Here try this," I say handing her my cup after I have taken a sip. She takes a small sip and sucks on her bottom lip. "You like it?" I ask her.

"I guess so," she furrows her eye brows.

"You don't have to if you don't want to, Clare," I say sweetly, and honest.

"Maybe just a little," she tries to pull my smirk off, working it a little better than she used to. I pour a little less into her cup than I did in mine. I take another sip of mine and she takes a bit of hers. The rest of the consisted of us drinking a couple more drinks and watching the overly drunk people. When everyone is gone my dad goes right to bed, drunk out of his mind.

"You're buzzed," I say to Clare who has began to wobble when she walks. "Lightweight," I laugh and she glares at me. "Bed?" I ask her. She nods and I walk with her to my room, she changes into her pajamas in the bathroom and I change after. She brushes her teeth and I do too. She falls asleep quickly and I lay there and listen to her light breathing, fully at peace with my life.

Also sorry about the two days in one chapter, I probably won't do it again. I am really sorry.