Hello, my peeps! Vas Happenin'? Okay, so some people are confused by this story. Here's the sitch:

Claire is FOURTEEN, and so is Luke. (It said it in chapter three, and I quote, "… I'M FOURTEEN NOW, I HAVE DIFFERENT INTERESTS!" Thus stating that Claire is in fact, fourteen.) Emma is one year OLDER than Luke, so she's FIFTEEN. Zuri is NINE and Ravi is (I'm guessing his age right now, I think he's three or two years younger than Luke?) TWELVE. Claire went to Luke's school and was permitted there because she was in the middle-school age range. Luke GRADUATED from middle-school, and now, the story takes place in Luke and Claire's freshman year of HIGH SCHOOL. (BTW this story will progress through their high school years, so by the end of this story, they will be graduating from high school and going off to college. I was thinking of making a second story about their college life, but I have no idea if I should or not.)

I am so sorry that this AN was so long, I needed to clarify some things. I do not own JESSIE or anything affiliated with it. I also don't own Skittles. The only things I own are the plot of the story and my OC, Claire.

"…Jessie? Jessie?" Claire called from the door. A muffled "Come in" was heard, followed by a few coughs. "Are you okay, 'cuz? You want me to make breakfast?"

"I'm fine, just have a bit of a cough."

"…and a runny nose…and a fever…and a sore throat."

"…okay, maybe those too."

"I'll make breakfast… While I'm at it, I'll just watch the kids the whole day."

"No, you don't have to-"

"Shhh! You're sick, and plus, it's the weekend. I can do my homework before I go to sleep tonight, and if you feel better tomorrow, you can watch 'em like you do regularly." Claire stated.

"Okay then, but make sure Mrs. Kipling gets her crickets, okay? And make sure the kids eat their vitamins, and-"

"I don't have an eidetic memory, Jessie, but I get what you're saying. Don't worry, relax. I'll be coming up during the day to bring you tea and soup... and maybe extra tissues."

"Thanks, Claire. You're a lifesaver."

"No, I'm not. I hate those candies. More or less a Skittle, okay?"

Jessie sighed, "Fine. You're a Skittle."

"Thank you." Claire said, walking out of the room.

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"Okay guys, listen up! That means you too, Kipling." Claire clarified, "Jessie's got a little bit of a cold, so I'll be doing everything she does for you today, starting with breakfast. What do you guys want to eat?"

"Well, Jessie would start with an egg white omelette with tomatoes and mushrooms, then some OJ, and then pie afterwards." Luke suggested.

"Nice try, Ross. You ain't fooling me with that, though...Waffles and Milk it is!" she screamed.

As Claire prepped breakfast, Luke snuck up behind her, whispering in her ear, "You know, I like a woman that's good in the kitchen."

"And you know I can kick your ass at any given moment. Step off, Freckles…" Claire threatened, shuddering at the contact.

Luke chuckled, "Looks like you don't want it to…"

She glared at the boy, "Not in a million years will you ever be able to turn me on, Ross."

"Oh yeah?" he challenged.

"Well," she said, stepping back to pick up some flour from a bowl, "I guess I can give you this!" she threw the flour towards his face. As it made contact, Luke's hand was already reaching for the eggs.

"Don't you dare, Luke." She scolded him.

"Oh, I dare." He said as he smashed the egg onto her hair. She gasped, "Oh, it's on now, dude. Bring it, Freckles. Or are you too scared, koala boy?"

"Does this look scary to you?" he asked, gesturing to his face.

"Actually, it does. The fact that most girls are into amazes me." She informed him.

"You're one of them, I can tell."

"Yeah, and Ravi's a Martian who rides a T-Rex to school…" she said as flour was sent hurdling towards her. "Luke!"

The two teens battled with the ingredients, laughing at the casualties. "You-you look like you got attacked by a baker." Luke said through laughs.

"You don't look any better, Mr. I'm-So-Hot. I'm guessing some angry birds wanted their eggs back?" she asked, quirking her eyebrow, smirking.

"Bravo, Little Miss I'm-So-Smart." He mocked, clapping, "Would you like a cookie?"

"Um… if you haven't noticed, we ran out of flour and eggs to bake with." Claire informed him.

"Well I know where it went…" Zuri said, coming into the kitchen. "You guys look like you came out of Next Great Baker, and not in a good way…"

"Thanks, Zuri, I was worrying so much about my makeup today…" Claire teased. "Okay, since your brother over here ruined our breakfast, and it's practically almost lunch," She said, peering at the wall clock while Luke denied her, "Why don't we order in?"

"Order?" Luke asked in surprise.

"In?" Zuri added, the same tone as her brother.

"Yes, ordering in. You choose what you want from the menu and they deliver it to your house..? You guys never did that, did you?" Claire asked. They both shook their heads in agreement.

"So, what are we ordering?" Luke asked.

"Anybody with allergies?" Claire questioned.

"Nope, none of us. Unless you mean that I'm allergic to Luke's manly perfume." Zuri stated.

Claire snorted, "Looks like I'm not the only one here then. Okay, are you guys up for Vietnamese food?"

"…I have no idea what you're talking about." Luke said.

She sighed, "Zuri, can you ask if Emma and Ravi want Vietnamese food?"

"Okay." Zuri said as she walked out of the room.

"Are you sure it's okay to be ordering Vietnamese?" Luke asked unsettlingly.

"Oh, calm down, 'Fraidy Cat! I need to make Jessie soup, so I'm killing two birds with one stone here." Claire explained.

"No, you're lazy." Luke stated.

"Lazy? I'm cleaning up your mess right now!" she screamed as she swept up the flour and mopped the floor.

"So...? You weren't a few minutes ago."

"And..? I was trying to decide whether or not to murder you or just lock you up in a closet. I'm still contemplating that, actually."

"I see Miss Sassy-Pants is back. Where was she? Oh, maybe in Luke-Land." Luke teased.

"Take that back, Luke. Never, ever will I be in Luke-Land."

"Are you sure? You're always looking at me in Dance Class."

"I kind of have to? You're my partner, I either look at you and your gigantic feet, or I fall on my ass."

"I figured you would be into me, I just didn't think it'd be this soon," Luke said, smirking.

'I'd wipe that smirk off of his face, but I don't want to make Jessie even more stressed with her cold.' Claire thought. "Yes, I am so into you, Luke. That's why I completely ignore you at school!"

"I knew you'd come around."

"Just… you know what? I'll just call in." She dialed the number to a nearby Vietnamese restaurant. "Hello? Hi, can I please get a small Pho, a large fried rice and the uh," she looked at the menu given, "The traditional beef noodle, please? Twenty-two forty nine? Okay, that's good. See you in thirty minutes or less!"

"See who, exactly?" Luke asked, walking into Claire's room.

She smirked, "Jealous, much?"

"No!" he spluttered.

"Yeah, and I'm from the planet Zircon. Honestly, you think I'd date the food delivery guy?"

"…no."

"Well, my cousin's dating a doorman and that is so odd, don't you think? I mean, if you work under the same building, why don't you talk? I've only seen them talk once, and that was because-"

"I don't need an explanation about your cousin's love life," Luke interrupted, "If I'm not in it, I don't care."

"So you'd care if you were in my love life?"

"…maybe. Depends."

"On what?"

"If you'd love me more than I'd love you," he stated quietly, "that and the fact that you'd look almost exactly like Jessie. That would fulfill my wildest dreams." He ended wistfully.

"Well, I don't think I'd want to know what your wildest dreams are now… or ever." She stated clearly.

"Well I bet that I'd be in your dreams by the end of the day." He said, taking a step towards her.

"Oh, I don't think so, Freckles. With an attitude like yours, I have no clue why most girls take a second look at you." She said, taking a step backward, towards the wall.

"That's what you need: a clue. Without it, you'd probably break." He said, now inches from her face, letting his arm rest on the wall behind Claire.

"Oh yeah?" she said lifting her head in disbelief and anger.

"Yeah. You're just so tough that you need to hide the fact that you think I'm smoking hot." He said in retaliation.

"…Emma? What is going on in Claire's room?" Ravi asked, looking at the two teens through the open door.

"Something you don't know about, Ravi. It's called sexual tension." Emma called.

"And that's why I'm never gonna be excited about puberty…" Zuri added.

The paging system buzzed in. "Jessie? Your Chinese food's here. The delivery guy's waiting for his money." Said a low Jersey-accented voice.

"Thanks, Tony! Tell him to come right up!" Claire called, clearing her throat. "Uh, Luke? You're kind of…in my personal space..?"

"Oh…sorry about that." He replied sheepishly, pulling away from her and scratching the back of his neck.

"Yeah," she said, picking up her wallet, "Kind of unnecessary…" she walked down the stairs with the cash in hand.

Luke sighed, "Fuck. What was that?"

"That was the beginning of love," Emma cooed, walking past the room.

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"Here you go, 'cuz. Some soup and some of the other food we ordered." Claire offered, coming into the room.

Jessie sighed in relief, "Thanks, Claire. How you holding up with the kids?"

"Well, most of them are fine…"

Jessie straightened, "Define most."

"Emma, Ravi and Zuri are fine, but Luke's…unsettling. He was acting weird before the food arrived."

"How so?"

"Well, he got a little worked up about his hotness."

"Huh, that's what happened to me the first day I got here."

"What do I do, Jessie?! He's practically screwing with me!" Claire exclaimed, shaking her cousin by the shoulders.

"Then screw with him!" Jessie yelled in surprise.

"…and how would I do that?" Claire asked innocently.

Jessie sighed, "I don't know. Make him win at a sport, then I guess just…"

"I'm not listening anymore. This is just too… awkward." Claire said in indignation.

"Good, I didn't want to continue with that sentence…"

"Well okay… I'm taking the kids to the park, wanna come?" Claire offered.

"Not a chance, Skittle, this Musketeer's staying home. But have fun, and watch out for creeps." Jessie advised.

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"Okay," Claire called, "Zuri, Ravi, can I trust you to be careful while you're on the jungle-gym?" Both children nodded their heads in agreement. "Good."

"Yo, Prescott! Care to play a game with New York's finest?" Luke asked, tossing a football around with his friends.

"Finest what? Losers? Sure, I'd like to gloat on Monday about how I beat you in football." She answered, running up to them. "Emma..?"

"Don't worry, I'll watch them, just go and beat my brother at his favorite sport."

"Will do, Blondie, will do."

Claire walked up to the boys, "Let's do this." She took off her sweatshirt to reveal a red Henley.

"Oh snap. She took off her hoodie, looks like shit is going down today."

"Okay, line up, people. I need to choose my team." Following her orders, all boys lined up. "Okay, you, you, and you." She said pointing to three short guys.

Luke laughed, "Oh, this'll be too easy."

"Just wait for what I've got."

The game started, Luke's team gaining points by the minute. Claire's team was doing okay, but it was hopeless. They were gonna lose. Luke currently had the ball, and Claire was gaining speed towards him. Luckily enough, his friend pushed him towards her, ending in both of them falling. Luke lifted onto his elbows, "Well hello."

"Oh, just shut up and get off of me, idiot." Claire pressed.

"Someone didn't get their chill pill today."

"Well someone's about to get pounded by me if they don't get off of me." She threatened.

"Fine, fine." He lifted himself from over Claire.

"Luke?! Hey, Luke!" called a feminine voice.

'It could be a guy, too. I'd feel bad for him…' Claire thought.

"Who's that, dude?" Asked one of Luke's friends, "Is that-?"

"Let's hope not…" Luke interrupted.

"Who is that?" Claire questioned.

"I think it's-" Luke tried to answer.

"Luke! What are you doing here with another girl?!" interrogated the girl. She had bleach blonde hair and was wearing short-shorts and a cropped top.

'How do people do that?! …then again, it isn't practical.' Claire thought, looking at the girl attempt to flirt with the three boys in front of her, 'Yeah, not practical at all.'

"Catherine...? What are you doing here?" Luke asked uneasily.

"Well, I was in the park anyways, and when I saw you playing football, I thought 'Maybe I should go and say Hi!' and I just did!" she answered cheerfully, glaring at Claire.

"Okay… Bye." Luke said.

"But, but-!" Catherine tried to argue.

"Luke, why make her leave?! Just let her stay with us and play a game!" Claire suggested sarcastically.

"Yeah!" Catherine agreed.

"Prescott," Luke sighed, "There'd be an odd number of players."

"Then she'll be a cheerleader. You like cheerleading, right, Catherine?" Claire asked.

"Hell yeah I do!" Catherine exclaimed.

"Well then, go and cheer by Emma, okay?"

"Sure, okay."

"Good." Claire reassured. As soon as she left, Luke exploded.

Arms in a fit of rage and surprise, he yelled, "What the fuck was that?!"

"In every good football game there must be two kick-ass teams, mascots, and a good half-time show."

"…so Catherine's the show?" he asked confusedly.

"No, you idiot! I'm gonna make her leave you alone for the rest of freshman year…" she said mysteriously.

"…oh. Oh." He said in agreement.

"What?"

"What?"

"Let's just play," she answered, sighing. The teens resumed their game, occasionally hearing a "GO LUKE!" or a "COME ON, BABY, GET THE BALL!". Most of the boys shot confused looks at the blonde jumping beside a park bench close to the jungle gym. Even more parents looked worriedly at their children. For the most part, many, many, many people thought Catherine was more demented as Creepy Connie in her Harry Potter Dance costume.

"Ready?" Luke screamed.

"For what?" Claire asked.

"The plan!" he hissed.

"What plan?!" she hissed back.

"The plan for- oh, can we just talk regularly?!" Luke said in annoyance.

"I don't know, you started this."

"Me? How is it my fault?!"

"Because you just had to catch Catherine's eye."

"Hey, you can't hate the player, hate the game."

"That's just a stupid cliché, everyone knows to hate the player…"

"Oh yeah? Well look at yourself, hot stuff. You just prance around being all pretty and-and.." he stuttered.

"Wait…did you just call me pretty?"

"No, I said you prance around being all petty and that… you suck at football!" he managed out as his face reddened.

"How do I suck, when I got five touchdowns in a row?" she argued, stepping towards him.

He stepped forward, "Because you didn't even get the ball! Brad had to get it for you!"

"Oh, you want me to get the ball?" she challenged, "Well guess who the hell has it now?" She pointed at Luke, who spontaneously received the ball. "You do, Freckles."

"Oh no." Luke worried.

"Run." She glared at him before taking off.

"EMMA! HELP ME!" Luke squealed, running from Claire.

"Too late for that, bro!" Emma called.

The wild goose chase continued until Luke threw the football to Lucas. He stopped running and stood there, looking ahead. He spaced out for a while until something, more like someone, bumped into him.

"OOF!" Claire groaned, stumbling. Luke caught her by the waist, their faces less than an inch apart.

"You good?" he asked.

"Aw, you do care…" she said nostalgically.

"Hell yeah, I care. I care when someone's chasing me around like they're gonna kill me!"

"Hey, you were the one that insulted me, I blame you on all of this." Claire defended.

"Oh yeah? Well let's see what you say about this!" He picked her up and threw her over his shoulder.

"Luke! PUT ME DOWN, OR I WILL CASTRATE YOU!" She threatened. The boy was walking aimlessly to the pond at the park. When she finally was able to see in front of her, she got the idea. "PUT ME DOWN, PUT ME DOWN, PUT ME DOWN, PUT ME DOWN,PUT ME DOWN RIGHT NOW!" she protested.

"Fine, I'll let you down. Have a nice bath." He said as he dropped her into the pond. Just before she hit the water, she pulled Luke's wrist, bringing him in too.

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"I hate ponds." Claire stated as she dried off her hair.

"Hey, at least you met some new friends…" Luke joked, patting his head to loosen the water in his ear.

"Whatever, I knew they resembled you anyways. Zuri, Ravi! Come on, guys. We're going to get ice-cream!" Claire shouted. As soon as the sacred word was spoken, Zuri was by Claire's side.

"Did somebody say ice-cream?" she stated innocently.

"Yes, I know Jessie'd get mad at me, but it's boiling now and I need some cold, creamy goodness!" Claire exclaimed.

"I love you, Claire!" Zuri screamed, hugging said girl.

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'The kids are in bed, Emma's on her laptop, and Luke's doing whatever. Finally, some time to myself.' Claire thought to herself, sighing. She was already in her pajamas, inserting the DVD into the player. As the trailers started rolling, a knock on the door surprised her.

"…do you mind if I join you watching," Luke looked at the screen, "Toy Story?"

She chuckled, "Of course. It's always better to watch with two."

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"So you've like, never been to a Disney Park?" Luke said in astonishment.

"Yeah, I haven't. I always begged my parents to take me, but I guess it never happened." Claire said grimly.

"..Maybe it'll happen." He said hopefully.

"Yeah, maybe when I'm dead and haunt someone at DisneyWorld." She said flatly.

He chuckled, "It could happen. Just believe."

"You sound like Peter Pan."

"Eh, I'm more of a Buzz Lightyear kind of guy."

"…To infinity?"

"And beyond!" they shouted together.

Claire chuckled, "I better get to bed, Jessie might still be sick tomorrow…"

"G'night." Luke called, exiting the room.

"Night, Freckles." She replied. 'This was an eventful day. I got to be a nanny… I hate being a nanny. What was up with Luke this morning, though? He was like this close to kissing me.' Her eyes widened, "And I didn't even stop him."

'It's not like I wanted to get kissed by him, not like I didn't want to either. Oh yes, he's definitely screwing with me.' She concluded, slipping into her dream state.

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"Hello? Mom? Yeah, I need to ask you something important, about Spring Break vacation…." Luke stated.

AN: Well, I regret to inform you that I'm a lazy ass and that I have school tomorrow. Until then, I will try to post a new chapter every Friday or Saturday. I know it's been I guess like more than a week since I've updated. And that long AN at the top of the page..? Yeah, I hope you guys read that, to clarify some things. Plus, I added a bit of Romance in there, to make up for some of the time I haven't been writing., if you can even call it romance. I also added Catherine back in there, I thought I might make the plot a little bit more difficult in the future (Yay me). I know this plot was ever so random, I'm sorry, if you don't like it, then don't read it. If you were fine with the craziness of the plot, I would really appreciate the review. Say any thoughts on your mind about the story so far, anything. I accept flames, so diss me if you want. 'Til next time, see you on the flip side!