A/N: Writer's block. Every writer's phobia. Since I couldn't think up any drama, I take back what I said. AFTER this chapter I'll think of something dramatic. And Adam/Bianca is adorable. You can expect a story about them soon ;P Random filler chapter because I have this strange craving for an Eclare hug (:
"So, we're gonna like, totally hook up, right?" A voice whispered softly in her ear. Clare froze as she felt the hands rub her shoulders soothingly. "Eli?" She asked, surprised. A quiet chuckle escaped the boy's lips, and Clare frowned as she felt the warm hands slide down her arms.
"Yes, Clare?" He smirked, satisfied with her reaction. "Don't ever greet me that way again," She bit her lip to suppress a moan as his fingers brushed against her lips. "I thought you enjoyed it." He provoked, leaning against the wall. "Oh, yes. Every second of it," Clare rolled her eyes and sighed, closing her locker door.
"Bad mood?" Eli asked, his right eyebrow shooting up. "Not really. I'm just a bit irritated." She replied. "By me?" He gasped, placing a hand dramatically to his mouth. "I'm sorry I make you feel that way!" He scoffed, stomping off in the other direction.
"OK, what's up with you?" Clare laughed as he turned back around, a smile adorning his face. He shrugged and grinned sheepishly, "Alli's overdramatic persona is rubbing off on me." Clare giggled in response and smiled, gripping his hand in her's. "You sure know put on a show,"
"I'm alright," Eli said, modestly, pulling Clare closer to him. She blushed and ducked down as if she was suddenly fascinated by the way the dirty hallway floor matched the gray and blue on her shoes. "Aw, she's blushing." Clare scoffed and looked back up at the junior.
"I'm starting to think you annoy me for your own amusement," She mumbled. "Oh, you would be correct," Eli smirked, causing the redhead to slap his arm. "Ouch! Clare! I thought you were against violence!" "You're an exception," Clare stated.
"Oh. That makes me feel extremely important," He chuckled, shaking his head. "You are important," She reassured, patting his arm. "That's right. Heal what you wounded." He smiled as she pressed her lips to his arm. "Satisfied?" She questioned.
I don't think I've been jealous of one of my limbs before. "Of course I am," He lied, smiling down at her. She beamed and wrapped her arms around his torso, hugging him sideways. They passed by Drew and Alli, who both stared at him in an approving way. "Uh, Clare?" He asked, peeking down at the redhead. She looked up, eyebrow raised, and sighed, letting him go.
"Thank you," He laughed silently and straightened out his blazer. Clare pouted and crossed her arms over her chest. "You would be even more fun to hug if you would respond properly." Eli scoffed, "I'll have you know I'm perfectly capable or responding to a hug."
Clare raised an eyebrow and spread out her arms. "Prove it?" She spoke. Eli laughed and cocked an eyebrow. "Are you serious?"
"Dead serious, Mr. Goldsworthy," She replied, waving her arms a bit. He rolled his eyes and sighed, wrapping his arms firmly around her waist. "I rest my case," Clare giggled, resting her chin on his shoulder. He smiled down at her and breathed slowly as he found himself slowly inching towards her face.