So... this is part two to the previous chapter. It's long but aren't the ending ones always? Okay maybe not always, but usually (I think so) okay so here you go!
(Adam's POV)
After another dry run through Eli's singing, and Dave and Drew finally calming down, I think we were good to go. Now we just got to wait for KC and Jenna to get here. But I have a new task which should be simple, to find the reasons why they're all playing here at the first place. My feelings about Clare taking back Drew were certain. I've come to terms that Clare's just an overall happier person when she's with Drew. She and Eli always had to one up another with their witty comments and with their different viewpoints; it eventually would've never worked out. But with Drew, she can show her true colors and the guy is still mad for her. Drew's type has either been giddy princess (no offense, Ali) or just a plain slut (offense to Bianca) but for once, he finally found a girl he automatically clicked with. I've never been so proud of my brother. Okay, maybe trying to fight Fitz in order to defend my honor gave him some major bro points.
I walked around the gym but there was no sight of Clare. I couldn't even find Ali with her flashy threads. This is seriously not good. Drew and Dave's work would have been for nothing if they aren't here. Of course this would timely happen right when their presence is needed the most. HOW THE HELL AM I GOING TO FIND THEM? Your phone, stupid. Oh, right.
I started typing frantically, as if it'd make a difference in our time frame, Clare, where are you and Ali? We need to talk.
Why isn't she texting me back? Clare is usually on top of these things. Next try is Ali, but this time I'm calling her. Pick up, come on, pick up. PICK UP! Don 't send me to… that bitch sent me to voicemail. After I heard Ali's over rehearsed voice about how she'll call me back and yada yada yada, I hung up. Doesn't that just put the icing on the cake?
(Jenna's POV)
The day with KC and Kenna went well to my surprise. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't expecting a horrible day and going to dread every minute of it. But due to my experiences with Kenna, I thought she'd cry the whole time. But all we did was hang out in the park and the girl couldn't have been more entertained. All KC did was let her bounce on his lap and she giggled as if it was a theme park ride. After the park, we just had a mellow meal at his mom's house.
Present time, we got dropped off at the school by his mom. Apparently, he already bought the tickets and his mom got me a dress as my early birthday present. It's possibly one of the few sweet things people have done for me. I also appreciate the fact that I don't have an evil boyfriend's mother. I've never had good experiences with mothers in the past, because they always thought I was trash for not having one. But KC's mother isn't like that, even if I practically swapped her life for making her a grandmother when she barely got settled into being a mother.
"Aren't you all smiles," KC winked.
"A great day does that to people," I smiled once again which made him grab my hand.
"I think that's Jenna. Jenna!" That was the recognizable voice of Ali Bhandari. I turned around and saw that they were sitting on one of the outside tables. How could I have not seen them before? I quickly started walking toward them as they followed up running toward me. We met halfway and embraced in a group hug.
"Girls and their need to choke each other with hugs," KC jokingly muttered.
"You're just mad because you're not getting the love from Jenna at the moment," Clare blurted out. Oh Clare and her sarcasm.
"Well in that case…" I heard the footsteps of KC and felt an addition to our group hug. We all stopped the hug and jumped right into conversation.
"Jenna, you look so pretty!" Ali squealed.
"Aw, thanks. But look at you and Clare. I can hardly recognize Clare in her… CLARE EDWARDS! DO I SEE EYELINER?" I know I tend to make things a big deal but she was wearing makeup, a lot more than I have ever seen in my life.
"Yeah. This is all Ali's creation by the way," Clare insisted.
"Nice work, Ali," I complimented. I bet Drew's mouth literally watered when he saw her.
"Why are you guys out here if the dance is inside…?" KC asked.
"Oh yeah, we got kicked out. For showing 'inappropriate' behavior toward Bianca," Clare retorted.
"Clare got fruit punch all over the skank's dress," Ali bragged.
"Wow," KC muttered in shock just as I did. Eyeliner and getting in trouble, is this even Clare Edwards? Wait! They can't get kicked out! Then she won't see Drew and Ali won't see Dave. I can't let all those long hours go to waste!
"No, I need you guys. Come on, there's got to be a way Simpson will let you guys in," I frantically swayed.
"Jenna, you'll be fine. You got your boyfriend to dance with. We'll just wait until Sav and Eli get out, so they can take us home," Clare said.
"Can't you text them about this dilemma? Maybe Sav could pull some strings," I still tried to push so everyone wouldn't get screwed over.
"Nope. We both left our phones in the locker," Ali answered. That's just great.
"I'll text Adam. Maybe he can let you guys through," KC brought up.
"No, you don't have to do that. Honestly, going back in there is pointless," Ali insisted.
"Please, please, come in there. You can blame me if Simpson catches you guys. But please go in, for me," I begged like a whiney little girl. Maybe playing annoying will get to them.
"Agh, okay," Ali rolled her eyes. Yes!
"KC, make that call," I demanded. I felt bad for being so bossy to everyone but it's for a good cause.
(Clare's POV)
Getting back into the dance was easier than I thought. KC finally got a hold of Adam and he said he'd talk to Sav and Holly J about it. Then he called us back saying to just go through the door and they would handle it. We did as we were told and apparently, Sav and Holly J were the only ones at the ticket booth. She looked around until the supervisors were out of close proximity, and escorted us into the gym. She advised us to avoid the supervisors as much as possible and told us if we get caught, blame it on Sav. We all laughed but I wasn't quite sure if Holly J was being serious or not.
Jenna didn't miss a beat walking toward us as she saw that we made it. We looked as if we were the two awkward girls standing next to the punch bowl. But in reality, we were two girls who snuck back in for getting into a tussle because she made a nasty comment about the guy you can't stop thinking about. Things are really different than what they seem to be.
"Clare, Simpson is coming our way!" Ali whispered. What was our solution to this problem? Not running away, this would've been the logical thing. No, we hide under the round punch table like we're five year olds trying to hide from the boogie monster. I hope Jenna doesn't make a big fuss about it.
"I don't think Simpson saw us," Ali relieved. But going under a table wasn't noticeable enough. "I'm glad this table has a cloth that's large enough to go all the way to the floor." Why else would we go under a punch table?
"Hi! So, what brings you here under the punch table?" Looks like Jenna decided to join us.
"Well, you know. Ali decided it was too old fashion to run to the bathroom so she dragged me and her under here. Did Simpson see us?" I explained and asked.
"No. But maybe it's a good idea if you guys stay under here. You know, just in case you get caught," Jenna suggested. Then, what was the whole point of sneaking back in here? Just so we could hide under a punch table while everyone else grinds on each other. I saw footsteps through the half inch of the lime-green table cloth didn't cover. I wasn't sure whose footsteps they were but the way the leather dress shoes walked were familiar.
Then it hit me. They were Drew's. I couldn't explain how I knew but for the fact that I knew.
Another pair of feet came strutting along, only showing the $45 pedicure and the silver stiletto. Looks like someone has company and I'm the one who has to pathetically watch this. I heard their voices but I couldn't make out of what they were talking about. At least I don't have to watch them hook up if they decide to. If Drew hooks up with her I swear… Clare, stop. He's not your boyfriend and he no longer cares about you. Just get over it already! But I can't.
Drew is not some guy I can get out of my head. He's someone I opened myself up to when I felt the most vulnerable while he did the same. I sheded my tears, showed him my half-naked body, trusted him, and overall poured my heart to him. And he took it all which tied me closer to him. Thank God I didn't sleep with him or I might've gone insane when we broke up. Not that I'm not insane already. The point is I don't want to get over him. I don't. I want him. I need him. I love him. Wait, what? Yes, I love him. I haven't realized it but I really do love him. It took me this short of time to realize I love him. Shivers and fears came running througn my spine, creeping over every single vertabrae. All these realized feelings were too much to handle but it was too late to stop them now.
My place is even more pathetic. This story is not a classic, but a cliche. Here's a girl in love with a guy, but there's a 99.99% chance he doesn't give a rat's behind about her. When she goes through his mind, he probably thinks, "Oh, she's that girl who caused me all that bullshit people call drama." Now here comes the hilarious twist. She's under the table, with her girlfriends at least, being present to where he's about to get a booty call. Ick, I hate that word but it's the only word I can mentally think of at the moment.
Andrew Torres, WHY! WHY DID YOU HAVE TO DO THIS TO ME! You're the loser who let him. This is my fault, I should've walked away and said thank you the moment he saved me from Fitz. As of right now, I could hate him as the guy who broke my best friend's heart. But that's not the case. I love him being the guy who took my heart.
I LOVE HIM! I LOVE HIM! I LOVE HIM!
"I love him," I let out. Jenna and Ali heard me and could I say they seemed alarmed.
"Drew?" Ali asked, wide-eyed. I nodded.
"Then why aren't you with him right now? Now's your chance," Jenna ordered. I shook my head. "Why not?"
"It's too late," I answered. I didn't pass it off in a dramatic tone, but as a realistic one. The silver heels were gone on the bright side. My hopes of him turning her down went up but unrealistic hopes can take you so far. My eyes caught the All-Star Converse walking up to Drew's were definitely girl's feet.
"Really, Adam? Could he have been at least classier with the footwear?" Ali rolled her eyes. We both silently shh'd her as we tried to hear their conversation. The music was too loud for us to directly hear their dialogue but we still wanted to keep quiet in case they could hear us.
"Clare, Drew is literally a good seven inches away. It is obviously the right time." Jenna obviously wouldn't give up. Drew's feet scurried away and Adam's were still there. Ali quickly smacked them and they jumped alright. Ten seconds after, he was with us under the round table. We were all crowded, hardly being able to breathe.
"There you guys are! Is this some underground cult you guys conjured?" Adam humored.
"We don't want Simpson to catch us and Jenna is keeping us company," Ali explained.
"And hiding under the table where the majority of people go to? Yeah, that's a great solution," he responded.
"Hey, you and Drew didn't notice," I pointed out. It's not like people are going to say, "Now that I got my drink, might as well look under the table to see if there's a magical surprise that awaits!" Maybe Wesley would but any of us, single-handedly, could drag him under here in a split second.
"Whatever. So, why'd you guys bring me down here? Because I don't think I'm a suitable member of whatever voodoo you guys do," he joked.
"Adam there's no time for…" That's when the dance music stopped. I dropped my voice. What in Sam Hill's name is going on?
"Looks like they're playing," Adam smiled.
"Who? Sav's band?" Ali snapped.
"No. Just get out of the table and you'll see," Adam demanded. Right, so I could give myself another oppurtunity to get caught. Yeah, I'm not planning to let that happen. That's when I had another idea of my next hiding location but, at the same time, see whatever Adam was fussing about. First entering the dance, I recall a picture pose area that included those silly cardboard backgrounds where they have holes so you can put your head in and pretend to be a clown or an animal. They have them at fairs all the time.
"As long as you follow my lead," I stated. Adam shook his head but his eye contact showed his agreement. As we got out, I took a good look at what Adam was talking about. It was of the temporary platform that could be considered a stage. But now it had new additions: KC with his guitar, Drew with the mic, Eli, Dave with another mic, Connor with a laptop, Fiona on the keyboard, and a drum set. They all had cardboard signs hanging on their torso, but why and what of? No time to try to figure it out. I quickly spotted the picture pose area; luckily it was in the back but in eye view of the stage. We rushed to it and Ali and I coincidently went to the same backdrop. The holes perfectly fit our height.
"That'll definitely work. Because Simpson can't recognize your faces," Adam is really showing his fluency in sarcasm today, isn't he? Our focus was on the stage now as the light dimmed and he spotlight was on them.
"What the hell? What is Fiona doing up there?" Adam nearly scowled.
"Looks like they failed to mention the piano player," Jenna muttered. She knew about this, too? Am I missing something here?
"Can you please tell me what the hell is going on?" Ali growled. At least she was as confused as I am. I was about to ask the same thing anyway, minus the hell. For example, what is Eli doing up there? Is that why they all crowded in the boys' bathroom? Eli gave the microphone to Drew. The guys, jocks obviously, started hollering and the girls started cheering. Lovely. Well, he better give some answers. That's when I got a better look of the signs. They were all names. Fiona's said: "Adam T", KC's "Jenna M", Dave's "Ali B", Connor's "naviloveslink96" (probably a gamer), Eli's "Morty", and Drew's "Clare E".
"Hi, hope everyone's having a good night," Drew introduced. "We'll be playing only one song so you guys will be able to dance again, shortly. The names written on our signs are the people we each personally dedicate the song to. And even if you're not here, Clare Edwards, I hope you know I'm playing for you. Eli, take it away." My heart literally stopped. I think Ali's, Adam's, and Jenna's did as well. He gave the microphone back to Eli as he took out his drumsticks and took a seat behind his place.
"I just learned this song an hour ago so cut me some slack if I screw up," Eli added. Fiona started playing the piano and Eli quickly started off that known intro:
"Beautiful girls, all over the world…" At least twenty girls' died of infatuation as he started singing. Who knew Eli could hit notes! A Bruno Mars song at that!
"I could be chasing but my time would be wasted. They got nothing on you, Morty. Nothing on you, Morty." Oh, Eli, always putting his humor into everything. Eli continued singing until Dave got in with the rap verse from the song and Drew started drumming which led KC playing his simple chords. Connor, with his computer skills, revamped bits and parts of Dave's and Eli's voices which echoed just like in the song and even added some cool yet simple beats. I couldn't believe that what they were actually playing sounded… decent.
(Ali's POV)
I was awestruck at Dave. All this time when I treated him like dirt, he still liked me. Even though Dave's too good for me, I think I deserve a chance to prove myself worthy. I saw a couple of tears in Clare's eyes and both Jenna and Adam were blushing. Jenna tried to it cover up by swaying to the beat. Is this actually happening? Our guys (and girl) playing together for us? I'd least expect guys (and girl) from such different cliques to work together.
I took a look at Jenna and she beamed, "This is why we needed you guys to sneak back in with us."
"I can't believe you knew this and didn't tell us," I frowned but we all knew I was dying of joy on the inside. Jenna gave her cute smile and went behind the backdrop hugging me.
"Oh, you and Clare Bear love the surprise," she grinned. Clare turned to us and she shook her head in sigh but tried to disguise it as agony. We all set our sights on Adam, as he still was focused on Fiona. He really had an effect on her for her to dedicate this song to him. Sometimes, personality really does count and I'm glad Adam proved it. He's definitely more of a man than the majority of these guys.
The song finally came to an end and practically the whole crowd went nuts, full of applause. We all gave that expression of "What's Next?"
"Thank you for bearing with us," Eli opened up. Oh please, you know you grabbed every single girl's attention.
Clare was the first to speak up, "Adam, go get her." We all nodded and he smiled.
"I'll text you later tonight," Adam directed towards Clare. He stood all shaky, probably nervous as ever.
"Stop stalling. Now go, loverboy!" I exclaimed. He made his way away from us and to Fiona.
"KC's over and I'm dying to show my appreciation, but you guys better have now enough knowledge that those two guys up there are crazy for you!" Jenna playfully informed.
"Yeah, we know. I think by the look on KC's face, he's desperately in need of some Jenna time," I informed back. She hugged us both and went to her baby daddy.
"Clare, I think we're done pretending to be a fish and a mermaid," I broke out. She smiled and we both got out from the cardboard layout of the "deep blue sea".
"Yeah, I need to get my phone anyways. When will you be done with, you know?" Clare winked.
"I'm not sure. Probably a little before the dance. But it's not like you're leaving because you are talking to Drew, right?" I objected.
She hesitated before saying, "Of course. But don't worry about me, worry about the guy behind you." I turned around and sure enough, it was Dave. I turned back around to give my goodbye to Clare but she was already gone.
I couldn't help but laugh, only because I had all these butterflies going around in my stomach. "Dave! Hi, nice name tag," I awkwardly complimented.
"Really? I've been getting a lot of compliments on it. I think I might legally change my name. Hope you don't mind. Anyway, did you like our song?" Like it? I LOVE IT! ABSOLUTELY LOVED IT! It made my heart melt and I thought it was the sweetest thing ever.
"I enjoyed it a lot," I tried to keep it cool. He looked down in disappointment. No, I didn't mean to sound like it meant nothing. I grabbed his hand and his head went right back up. "It meant a lot to me. Especially since I thought you hated me."
"Thanks. I intended to make it that way. And why would I hate you? You're one of the most sensitive and beautiful girls I've ever met. How could I hate on a girl like that?" he declared. Time to finally speak up and stop trying to run away.
"Look, Dave. You seriously are too good for me. I'm sorry I acted like a bitch the last time we talked and I only did that because I thought I didn't deserve you," I sincerely explained.
"Not going to lie, I felt like I got slapped in the face. But why would you ever think that? I know I may not be the star athlete or hot bad boy but even I think I deserve an amazing girl like you. Plus, even if I am irrestiable, I'm pretty sure you're good enough for me," he affirmed. I embraced him harder than I embraced anyone before. He's definitely the guy I've been looking for and he was here the whole time. I had my chance at the party; I should've never chosen Drew. Not that I hate Drew but if I chose Dave, I could've dodged all this unnecessary drama from last semester and this semester. But maybe I needed the drama in order to realize what a great guy Dave is.
I whispered in his ear, "Hey, ever made out under a punch table?" His responded face expression? Priceless.
"I've had the same amount experience as a junior high student."
"Well, you're going to break that barrier tonight," I pulled away and led him to where I intended to do what I've been wanting to do for a long time.
(Clare's POV)
I finally got my phone from my locker and noticed all the missed calls I got from Adam and Eli. I can't believe they were in on this and Ali and I were completely oblivious. But it's a pleasant surprise to know Drew still has feelings for me. Even when I did my best to give him the cold shoulder. But should we give it another try? There's no doubt that I love the guy but I'm always going to have to fight off those girls and we'll have drama. But I doubt he actually loves me as well. Likes me, yes, but love? Not so much. It's best if I keep away from all that drama and uncertainty for a while. I kept pacing in front of my locker until I had the idea of the support from some fresh air.
I realized how bad an idea it was when I got outside to find that it was raining. On a warm, summery June night, it starts to suddenly be rain. Is the weather on it's period right now? On the bright side, the rain cooled down all the humidity I felt in that dance from all the bodies in the gym. But that heat climbed right back, including my heartbeat speeding up, when I heard that familiar voice call out my name. I turned around and as expected, it was him.
"Hey, Drew. Fancy seeing you here," I greeted. The rain seriously complimented his complexion if you ask me.
"Are you insane? What are you doing out here? Don't you realize it's raining? You could catch a cold," he scolded. Interesting, usually I'm the one who says things like that. He grabbed my hand but I refused to budge.
"Wait," I began which made him stop. "I liked the song. It was quite thoughtful of you guys, really." I grabbed the other hand that wasn't holding mine which made him grin.
"It was all for you. Now can we please talk about this inside. Do you know how many people die from pneumonia?" he argued.
"You could've done something a little simpler to win me over. And how did you know I love that song?" I felt bad for completely dismissing his concerns but I needed answers.
"Yeah, but you practically shunned my existence. I needed to do something to get your attention. Wait, so you're saying it did win you over?" His grin started growing. Is that what I said? Yes, it is. I hate when my sub-conscious talks over me. But I do admit that I want Drew back but he doesn't want me the way I want him. He may have my name written over his heart but his name is imprinted in mine. It wouldn't be fair to him if I'm this attached when it's obvious he isn't.
"Look, Drew. I need set you straight. I don't like you the same way you like me," his smile faded as he started to walk away. Could he not walk away when I'm talking to him? Out of all the times where I need to get something off my chest, he storms off because he decides he doesn't like what I'm saying. Fine, I don't need his stupid satisfaction. Here goes nothing. "I love you," I finally confessed which scared the living shit out of me and since he stopped in his tracks, I think it scared him also. "I need to say it because I know I'm probably just your casual girlfriend but it's my fault for getting too attached. I'm sorry and I…" understand if you don't want to be with me.
My speech got cut off when Drew turned around and rushed to press his lips against mine. This rain could not bring down the rising temperature that is occurring at the moment. I felt his hand lightly press against my back while the other was gently against my cheek. My arms made its way around his neck. Our lips were definitely longing for each other and let me tell you, it was worth the wait. We finally stopped to catch our breath but our gaze held on.
Drew spoke nearly in a whisper, "Clare, you drive me to the edge, some of your words feel like a punch in the balls," it's so romantic to know I have that effect, "your quick and clever remarks make me feel like a retard, I never feel like I get anything right with you, I sometimes hate the fact that your purity ring stops me from ripping your clothes off and well, you know, how hard to please you are, and how I can never win an arguement with you, but you are not casual when I can barely get you out of my mind. I love you, too." Just those three words would've worked. But his honesty is what is making me go insane. But he LOVES me! That's all I needed to realize, I'm freezing my buns off right now. A kiss in the rain was nice, don't get me wrong, but I wanted to go back in.
"Can we go back in?" I shyly asked.
"Finally!" he let out. We both ran back in the school that was currently booming from the music in the gym. I started to shiver, not because of the rain excess but the fact that I'm with him. How come this guy has so much power over my body heat? He tried warming me up by rubbing his hands over my arms. We looked at each other's eyes again and rushed in for a kiss. I lost track if I was getting shivers or mini heat shocks every kiss Drew and I shared in this moment.
He put me up against the wall and we kept this going until I heard a loud "MS. EDWARDS AND MR. TORRES!" in a deep shrill. By impulse, I pushed him away and turned my head to the sound. I didn't want to push away but who wants to keep making out in front of the principal? It wasn't Mr. Simpson, though. It was Adam, with Fiona by his side. What first came into my mind was, "Awww they made up!" and felt the relief of not being an adult supervisor that yelled us. Then annoyance that Adam would be the one to pull that maneuver. Typical Torres move.
"Damnit, Adam!" I screamed. Whoa, calm your hormones. Drew and Adam had a three-second gawk of my outburst until they both bawled into laughter.
"I have knack of lip-blocking, sue me. Out of all people, you guys should know my voice can be quite authoritative," Adam smirked. Drew chased him and put him in a head lock to pull a noogie as Fiona and I started laughing. "Ahhhhh, stop, you're getting water all over me!" he yelled. As they were having their tussle, Fiona walked over to me with a smile.
"It's actually sweat," Drew falsely corrected which made Adam disgusted as he tried even harder to get Drew off of him. "Just kidding! See, jokes aren't so funny when you're on the shorter end, huh?" They both kept rough housing which Fiona and I ignored.
"No offense, but why do you two look like wet dogs?" Fiona questioned as she was observing us. Before I could explain she quietly cooed, "Kiss in the rain?" I started blushing and nodded. Right in synch, Jenna, KC, and Eli walked out of the gym and we all made eye contact. Adam and Drew were too caught up in their moment to realize they came around.
"A'HEM!" Eli coughed in an extremely obvious manner. They both stopped and Adam raised an eyebrow at Eli as Drew went to me and put his around my side. Ah, it felt so good to be this physically close around him again.
"What? Being frontman didn't give you enough attention?" Adam called out.
"Eli! How come you didn't tell me you could sing like that?" Jenna cried.
"Yeah, Eli!" I liked adding into this interrogation.
"I think a talent like mine needs to be hidden so it doesn't get corrupted by society," Eli over exaggeratedly boasted.
"That goes for you three as well," I pointed to Drew, KC, and Fiona.
"Hey, you never asked," Drew shrugged.
"Well, at least it's good to know Kenna is for sure learning guitar," Jenna exclaimed.
"Hey, are you guys pretty much over the dance?" Fiona randomly asked. We all nodded. For a second, I even forgot we were at a dance.
"What if we all take this over to the Dot then?" she suggested. I liked that idea very much.
"But how are we all going to get there when not all of us have vehicle transportation and it's raining?" Eli consoled.
"Well, Simpson said since it was raining, we could leave the instruments in the gym until Monday. And I have the van until next week so we could all huddle everyone up and drive over there," Fiona dismissed. Perfect but…
"What about Ali and Dave?" I mentioned. Everyone looked as if they completely forgot about those two. Good thing I brought them up.
"I think I saw them go under the punch table. I could get them, but that'd make for an awkward moment," Adam reasoned. True.
"Alright. To Fiona's van!" Drew enthused as everyone cheered. We headed toward the door that would lead us out of the building. I don't remember how it got there but Drew and I started talking about the fact that since white and black vans are obviously red lights for potential child abductors, now those abductors have more discreet cars to not blow their cover. Until I realized I was only talking while he gave the occasional nod because he was zoning out. So I decided to start saying something that would take him out of the zone.
"So, after the Dot. Since Adam is riding with Fiona and it'll be just the two of us in your car. I think it's time I'd give you a gift you've been waiting for a long time," I winked as his ears started to perk up.
"Really?"
"Mhm. But it has to be really dark so no one can see because I have actually never given a gift like this before. And I'm kind of scared." I started stroking his arm in my best seductive manner which made his blue eyes widen.
"Oh, Clare," he sighed into happiness.
"Because I love you, I'm going to give you this certain piece of jewerlery I've had for years," he got the idea I meant my purity ring but the funny thing is... "I'm going to give you my glow in the dark watch!" I didn't. He looked down and I started cracking up. "That got your attention, didn't it?" He seriously thought I was going to lose my virginity because he admitted he loved me? Oh, he may be out of the doghouse but that doesn't mean I'm giving him a treat just yet. Who knows, maybe eventually but this is definitely not the year.
"You are so cruel, but you know what, I love you anyway. But that doesn't mean I am not getting you back." He picked me up and carried me in his arms. "Like now, I'm going to drop you." He pretended he was losing grip of me which made me shriek. "Someone gets scared too easily." I smacked his arm and he started to laugh. I couldn't help but crack a smile as well. It's hard to take this guy too seriously.
For some reason I couldn't stop thinking about my past experiences with the Degrassi school dances as we got into the van.
The first one was my first official dance with a boy (I wouldn't count the one at my aunt's wedding with my cousin when I was nine) and caused friendship drama.
The second one gave me my first kiss and first boyfriend.
The third one gave me uncertainties about my first boyfriend's interest in me.
The fourth one left me scared about losing someone I deeply cared about.
And the fifth one has put me in the place with the guy I'm in love with.
All this so-called my drama is not even relevant anymore. If KC never left me for Jenna, I would've never gotten over it and realized my other options such as Eli. If Eli never caused me so much heartbreak by dumping me, I would've never found a friend in Drew. All the intensity that happened after Drew and I got together only brought us closer together. If none of this happened, I would not be coiled with the guy who currently holds the key to my heart at the moment. It's funny how now we can all just sit around and laugh together. such as Eli getting tons of girls' numbers after he sang. It amazes how we all managed to click like those friends that meet for dinner in those cheesy Olive Garden commercials. I sure might've hated the process, but I'm glad everything turned out the way it did.
"Clare, what's on your mind?" Drew whispered to me as the conversation got louder.
I looked up to him and said, "Things really do happen for a reason." With that, I gave him a peck on the neck.
~THE END~
So... that's it. I just want to thank all of you readers for choosing this story to read and follow through with all my random (I know, I should be organized) and whoever read all these long chapters... I APPLAUD YOU! Especially the people who dilligently gave me outstanding reviews (you know who you are!)
Now please let me know if you guys were satisfied with the ending? Any questions? Be honest and please review because I do want to know since this is my first completed FanFiction on this site. I plan to not have my other stories be as long as this. And by the way (Please note, I'm an Eclare shipper as well, but not so much ever since Eli got...obsessive) how awesome would it be if the Degrassi writers actually did a Clew/Crew/Dreclare storyline? Especially since *gasp* Eclare are on the rocks? Hmmm? ;)
But please, be sure to check out my other Degrassi FanFiction I'm in the works of (Vegas Night Alternative Story, What If, My Life in a Cat Costume, Zane's Little Sister, and many more to come!). If you want anymore Clew FF's, be sure to tell me! Bye and really I appreciate all the people who have taken the time for this. :D You guys are all amazing!