Don't hate me on this too. I completely and fully understand that this is the only Tucker POV fanfic on on and some of you all like keeping to the book. Well, this is chapter concerns Tucker and his growing love for Clara. Enjoy Wendy's POV and please please please review! Thank you all for reading!

"So, have you asked Jason Lovett to prom yet?" Clara asks all of a sudden. We're brushing up old Sally in the barn and making mild conversation but I never expected Jason Lovett to come up. Gosh, I must be blushing like an idiot!

"It's prom," I say. I try to keep my tone light, but that just seems to make me sound even more embarrassed. "He's suppose to ask me, right?"

I look up at Clara and see that she has a small mischievous smile on her face. Darn that girl, she's so lucky she's my best friend.

"Everyone knows he's the shy type. He's probably intimidated by your beauty. So you should ask him," she says. Beautiful? Me? No way, Clara must be going crazy. I'm not beautiful, I'm just me. But Jason Lovett is pretty shy, maybe I should ask him. There's nothing wrong with a girl asking a guy to prom...

"But maybe he has a girlfriend back in California," I say. I really hope he doesn't, but it's a possibility. He's a cute guy...

"Long-distance relationship. Doomed. Anyway, you don't know that for sure," she says. "Ask him. Then you'll find out." She says it so casually, as if it's not that big of a deal... I guess it really isn't.

"I don't know-" I start.

"Wen, come on. He likes you. He stares at you all through English. And I know you've got the hots for him, too. What is it with you and Californians anyway?" Clara asks. There's silence for a moment. There's nothing wrong with me and Californians, they're just usually very bossy... Especially to people from families like Tucker and I, but that doesn't bother me too much really. It really bothers Tucker because he cares about people. Speaking of Tucker...

"So what's going on between you and my brother?" I ask. Tucker's been starring at her ever since the first day he met her. He has this mysterious smile on his face every time talk about her or someone else talks about her. Of course I know my twin brother likes her! He might not think I can read him as much as he can read me, but boy is he wrong. And I have a feeling he's not going to tell Clara how he feels about her anytime soon. She deserves to know. She's my best friend and he's my brother. I'm doing both of them a favor.

"You're brother?" Clara asks. "What do you mean, going on?" Aha, so she doesn't know about his crush on her.

"It seems like there's something going on there," I say. And it really does. More so for Tuck than Clara.

"You're joking, right?" she asks. "We just like to mess with each other, you know that." That's not all I know, Clara. I know that Tucker likes you and deep down, I think you like him too.

"But you like him, don't you?" I ask.

Clara's mouth falls open and she's starting to blush a little. "No, I-" she starts to say. I interrupt her.

"You like Christian Prescott," I say. Now, I'm not trying to push my brother on her, but it really isn't good for her to obsess over Christian Prescott. I know she has a crush on him, it's obvious every time she looks at him. But him and Kay are never going to break up and I don't want to see Clara get hurt. I look at her questioningly so she doesn't feel as if her emotions are obvious. "Yeah, I could tell," I say. "But he's like god. You worship the gods but you don't go out with them. You only like guys like that from a distance." By the way she looks at me, I can tell she already knows all this. Then why is she trying so hard to be noticed by him? I know there's another reason, but I don't press her about it.

"Wendy-" she starts. I cut her off again.

"Look, I'm not pushing you on my brother. It kind of gives me the creeps, truthfully, my best friend dating my brother. But I wanted to tell you in case you were interested, that I'd be okay. I could get over it. If you want to go out with him-" I say.

"But Tucker doesn't even like me," she sputters out. I think she's a little mortified of having this conversation. And really? She can't tell how crazy my brother is for her?

"He likes you," I tell her. She should know, I can tell he really cares about Clara. Next thing you know, he's going to be writing poetry and songs about her eyes and hair!

"Could have fooled me," she says.

"In grade school, didn't you ever have a boy punch you on the arm?" I ask. Of course she has, I bet Clara was such a cutie in second grade.

"Tucker's a junior in high school," she says.

"He's still in grade school, trust me," I say. I don't know what it is about teasing Tucker behind his back, but it's really fun. Especially when I tease him to Clara.

She stares at me...

"So you're saying that Tucker's such a jackass because he likes me?" she says. Yes.

"Pretty much," I say. She shakes he head a little.

"No way," she says.

"The thought never crossed your mind?" I ask. I would've thought the guy was a complete jerk or he sort of liked me since guys just never seem to grow up.

"No!" she says.

"Huh," I say. Honestly, I really didn't know what to say at this point. "I won't stand in the way or anything. It's okay."

Clara's nervous now. She swallows and then says, "Wendy, I don't like your brother. Not that way. Not in any way, really. No offense."

"None taken," I say and shrug. "I just wanted you to know I'm okay with it, the you-and-Tucker thing, if there's ever a you-and-Tucker thing." I say.

"There's no me-and-Tucker thing, okay? So can we talk about something else?" she asks.

"Sure," I say. I can tell that Clara's a little annoyed about the topic. She'll get over it, but this conversation is far from over. I want to tell her about how great Tucker is and how she should forget about Christian Prescott. I know there's a bigger reason for her crush on and it's okay that she won't tell me about it, but I wanted to give Tucker a chance. We starting talking about classes and teachers and homework and other stuff while we're finishing up in the barn, but I can tell that she's thinking a bit about what I just told her. I hope someday soon she'll see what I see cause there's definitely something worth believing in.