Isn't it scary that one person can creep into your thoughts no matter what you're thinking? That was my problem. Every day and all the time. Eli Goldsworthy's mesmerizing hair, smile, and eyes was always there in my mind. It was as if he controlled me with everything he did. When I tried hardest not to think of him there he was. I could not even concentrate taking out books from my locker at the end of the day. He was coming down the hall, and I stared at him.
"Crap," I dropped my Geometry textbook and it hit my foot. I bent down to get it when someone's hand with black nails and big dark rings already had it. Oh no.

"Hey. You okay?" I totally loved him.

"Mhm. Thanks," I replied. Yup that was the best I could do.

"So what's up" Eli asked. He was preoccupied rotating the rings on his finger.

"Nothing. Getting ready to go home," I said, desperately hoping he couldn't hear my heart pounding against my ribs.

"Oh yeah. So uh do you need me to drive you home," he asked not meeting my face. He looked up but slowly, only causing me to look down.

"Sure. Thanks that would be nice," I told him as coolly as possible. He wanted to drive me home! I shut my locker and we walked next to each other side by side not saying a word. We got to Morty and he walked to the passanger's side and opened the door for me. There it was his unbelievable charm that got me. I blushed hoping he wouldn't notice. Of course he did and smirked back, but he also blushed.

"Ready to blow this joint?" Eli said with a nervous grin and laugh.

"Ha sure." My nerves were getting the better of me and I couldn't start a conversation. We sat in the car silently all the way to my house. A couple of times I would sneak glances at him. He always seemed so concentrated driving, or as if his mind was somewhere else.

We go to my house and I said thanks to the boy I had a crush on not wanting to leave. I tried opening the door but it wouldn't budge. It was locked.

"Eli, can you unlock the door?"

"No."

"And why not?"

"Clare, what are you doing to me?" What?

"What?"

"I can't do anything right anymore. I can't pay attention in any of my classes, especially English. I can't concentrate. I can't think straight. I can't breathe normally. And I just had an extremely hard time driving knowing you were next to me," he complained, staring right into my eyes. I was in shock. What did he mean? "I like you…a lot. I haven't felt like this in a while, and I am freaking out."

"Oh," was all I managed to get out. He took a deep breath then slouched and signed. "Eli?" I touched his shoulder and kept my hand there. "You've been doing the same things to me. I really like you. More than you know." He looked up.

"Clare, will you go out with me on Friday?"

"Yes, of course." I've only been waiting a month for you to ask me.

"I've been wanted to ask you out for months, but I wasn't sure if-"

"I do…a lot," I said. We both giggled. "Well, I guess I should go."

"Haha right." He unlocked the door and I stepped out. I walked towards my front door then turned around. "Thanks, Eli"

"Get used to it…girlfriend," he said with a smirk.

I huge blush suffused on my face as I walked into my house. I squealed and did a little happy dance. I looked to my right and noticed my shades and window were open and a black hearse was staring at me.

"Cute," was all Eli said as he drove away.

"Yes, I could defiantly get used to this."