Clare and Eli walk down the hallway, trying their best to ignore the stares they were receiving. "Eli, man! Score!" A sophomore shouts, reaching up to high-five him. Eli rolled his eyes, but reached down, poking the boy's hand. Clare scoffed and crossed her arms, walking ahead of him.

He caught up quickly, his long legs only taking about 4 steps to reach her. "Oh, c'mon! You can't honestly say you hate the idea of us dating!" He jokes, relying on humor. She stared at him. "I'm not even sure you're capable of being romantic." She says, eyes narrowing.

"Why? Because I'm not a sparkly vampire with an awesome silver Volvo?" Eli jeers, rolling his eyes. Clare gives him an annoyed look. "You know, if you weren't driving me home today I would hit you," She speaks. He laughs in response and grasps her hand in his. A few students gasp at this and point at the couple, squealing.

Clare and Eli roll their eyes in unison; they always held hands when they walked to English together. Nothing's changed. "These people are really pissing me off," Eli hears Clare mumble, just as a girl passes by, her eyes staring daggers at Clare.

"If it makes you feel better, I'd totally go for you instead of her," He smiles, pushing her into the classroom. "Yeah. That makes me feel so much better." Clare says sarcastically. "Oh, I'm sure it does." He winks at her before taking his usual seat, in front of her.

"Well, I'm glad you finally found someone else," Jenna smiles falsely, patting Clare's shoulder. "I'm glad that you haven't realized KC moved on, once more. It would pain me to see you heartbroken. Oh, don't turn around." Clare warned, pointing at something going on behind Jenna.

She turned, ignoring Clare's warning, and gasped. KC leaned against his locker, his arms wrapped around Bianca's waist. Jenna frowned and furiously shouted, "I can't believe you!" Clare laughed uncontrollably as she stormed off, her stupid one-earring dangling as she walked.

"Karma's a bitch, bitch," Clare whispered to herself as she watched KC turn bright red and push Bianca away. "Miss. Edwards! Such language is unacceptable!" Clare rolled her eyes and turned, a hand on her hip.

"Mr. Goldsworthy, if you sneak up on me one more time I swear I will…" She trailed off as Eli ran a hand through her auburn locks. "You'll do what exactly, Little Red?" He smirked, dropping his hand. Clare shook her head and frowned. "Nevermind,"

"Alright. Now come on, get your stuff. School's out in about five minutes and we have to meet with Addie." She rolled her eyes and shoved her notebook, binder, and cell phone into her tote bag. "You know Addie isn't his name, right?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah. But it's fun giving people nicknames. Like you, Clare-bear." Eli replies, a smug expression on his face. "Shut up," Clare shrieked, a giggle threatening to escape her throat. He put his hands up innocently, "Sheesh, calm down, lady."

They walked out into the courtyard and found Adam already sitting there, his knees pulled up to his chest, a tired expression on his face. "Ah, there you are, Addie," Eli smirked, sitting down next to him.

"You're seriously still calling me that?" Adam questioned, raising an eyebrow. His smirk widened in response, and with a groan, Adam turned to Clare. "I can't believe people actually think you're dating this guy,"

Clare shrugged, dropping her bag onto the ground as she bent down next to Eli. "People think what they wanna think. Even if it isn't true,"

"You wish it was," Eli grinned, his eyes smiling down at her. "You suck." Clare stated, annoyed. "I rock," He corrected. Adam rolled his eyes, "Oh, don't worry. I'll just sit here and watch you guys flirt."

"We are not flirting!" Clare snapped, turning to Adam. "Sure you aren't." He snickered.