"No Luke." Claire said, picking up toys in the living room.

"But why not?" he whined, following her around the room.

"Because I'm not gonna cover you for something as stupid as this! It's your brother's chance to shine, don't you want to see him play his sitar in front of thousands of famous people?" Claire asked rhetorically.

"Well…"

"-Luke!" she screamed, swatting him in the arm.

"Hey! You can't blame me. Sarah Mitchell asked me out!"

She snorted, "The girl with the stupid red hair that's always with Catherine?"

Luke glared, "Like you could do better."

"Please, I turned down Blake Sheldon for Saturday because I know this is important to Ravi."

"…really?"

"And Connor Evans and Alex Dominguez. What's with this weekend?"

"…there may or may not have been a party that everyone was supposed to bring a date to." Luke said casually.

"Yeah, and there may or may not have been a chance when I could cover for you."

"Are you serious?"

"You're an idiot. You're going to that concert and you're going to get me Panic! At the Disco's autograph." Claire pressed.

"Why theirs?"

"Uh, have you seen my iPod? It's filled with their songs."

"And One Direction."

"Don't be hating on 1D, they have a better life than you do."

"No they don't."

"Liam's dating a dancer, Louis's dating a model, Zayn's dating a musician, Harry's… Harry's dating Taylor Swift. They suck, Rihanna was right, I don't approve of them either. Niall's… Niall. He doesn't have a girlfriend yet. That is, until he meets me…" Claire explained.

"You think," Emma interrupted, "That Niall Horan, a famous international boy band member, is going to date a fourteen year old girl?"

"Why not? You're fifteen and you tried to date Jordan Taylor when you were thirteen."

"…how'd you know that?" Emma asked quietly.

"I have my sources." Claire said ominously.

"…so if I'm a source and you just used some info I told you, will you cover for me Saturday?" Luke asked.

"Way to blow your cover, Freckles! And no." Claire exclaimed, running up the stairs.

"But-!" Luke screamed.

"No."

"What about-!"

"No, Luke! And don't ask again!" Claire screamed from the hallway.

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"Look Claire, I'm sorry I asked you too quickly," Luke started, standing in front of Claire's locker, "But seriously, it's Sarah Mitchell!"

"And? What makes you say I'll do it? Even though you just apologized for nothing." Claire stated, turning to face him.

"Because… you're a good friend."

"You know I'm not and you know I still won't do it." Claire taunted, walking towards their Math class. He followed, pleading halfway there.

"What if… what if I took you out to see a movie after?"

"Still wouldn't."

"How about a Yankees game?"

"It's almost winter, the season ended a few weeks ago."

He thought for a second, "What if I took you to DisneyWorld?"

"…Yeah, right! And Harry Potter is a Jedi and BFFs with Frodo!" Claire started laughing. "No."

"But Claire! I need this!"

"What, this date? She can go with someone else, or she can just go by herself. You promised that you'd go to Ravi's concert."

"I also said I'd let Zuri have Kenny. Did that happen? No."

"Then this date shouldn't happen." Claire said, finalizing the argument.

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"Come on, Claire."

"No."

"But-!"

"No."

"How about I-"

"No. Not gonna happen, brochacho."

"Why-?"

"No, Luke. You're not going to that party with Sarah Mitchell. You're going to your brother's sitar concert." Claire seethed.

"Well someone sounds jealous."

"I'm not jealous, just annoyed. You really want to go to a party with a girl who'll probably forget you even exist after the weekend?" Claire asked. Silence followed, "Thought so."

"Just- hear me out, Claire!"

"Why should I? So you can go on that dumbass date and get drunk by accident, resulting in you making the biggest mistake of your life?"

"I'm going, and I don't care what you say."

"Fine, but you're the one who's gotta tell the dude someday before his big night." Claire stated, walking back to the apartment.

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"Hey Ravi, is Luke still going to your concert?" Claire asked while Ravi was still resting from his practice.

"I do not know. He didn't talk to me about it yet."

"That little…" Claire muttered.

"Why? What is going on the day of my concert?"

"Oh, I'm sure Luke here," she said, pulling said boy from behind her, "Would love to tell you."

"No I wouldn't," Luke panicked.

"And why not? Wouldn't you just love to see your brother performing?"

"Y-yeah!" he stuttered.

"Great!" Ravi interrupted, "I got you the best seat, too! It's in between Megan Fox and Selena Gomez…"

"You hear that Luke? The best seats, not to mention, you'll be sitting in between your dream girls! Who would pass up such an opportunity?" Claire mocked.

"Shut up," Luke hissed, "Well, I guess I'll just be going to my room now, picking out the outfit I'll be wearing to the concert, which I'm going to."

"That's great, I'll make sure to check up on that…" Claire said, grinning.

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"You lied to me." Ravi stated, disappointed.

"Bro, I just-" Luke started.

"Just what? Crushed my hopes and turned all the attention on yourself? Well, it worked." Ravi said sarcastically.

"It's not like that-" Luke corrected before the twelve year old trudged up the stairs, muttering in Hindi.

"Not like what, Luke?" Claire asked, walking down the stairs.

"What? Whoa," he breathed, gawking at said girl. Emma did a good job, Claire looked better than ever before. Her hair was curled loosely, framing her face. There was a minimal amount of makeup on her face, highlighting key areas. She was sporting a sheer mint Peter Pan collared bedazzled blouse (tank top underneath) and a pair of sequined shorts over tights. She stumbled to the main floor on black heeled booties, presumed to have lace on them.

"What, Freckles? It isn't like what?" she said, snapping him out of his daydream.

He sighed, "I'm still going to the party."

"Well, just know… you're breaking more than just your brother's heart because of it." Claire stated nodding. "Have fun with Nicole Bitchie (AN: I had to put that in. I saw it on Modern Family and I started cracking up. Sorry.) and her obsessive friend."

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"Sorry Luke, but I don't think you should come on this date with me." Stacy stated.

"Why?" he questioned.

"I only asked you out because Catherine was too scared to. She wanted you to go to this party with her." She explained.

"Oh." He answered awkwardly.

"So, will you?" she asked eagerly.

"Sorry but, I've got a concert to go to." Luke said, leaving the house.

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LUKE

"Luke? What are you doing here? I thought you were at your party…" Claire questioned.

"Well I… it was a bust. I decided to cheer my lil' bro on while he shreds his sitar."

She chuckled, "Well, the show's practically over. Unless you might want to see his encore."

"Oh, God, anything compared to what I had to face tonight."

Claire laughed, "Then go backstage or something."

He did, jogging up the steps, looking at his brother with pride. Out of the little number of people he cared about, Ravi was top three. Next to Jessie and Kenny. Maybe Claire, too.

"Brother! You have come!" Ravi exclaimed, sprinting to hug Luke.

"Yeah," Luke answered, winded. "I couldn't miss my brother's big moment, even for a party like that one."

"Well we have an after party, why don't we go now?" Ravi suggested.

"Sure, dude." Luke replied, following his brother to the venue. Once they walked in, he saw Claire laughing with a boy their age with blonde hair. He was obviously into her, he couldn't keep his eyes off of her.

"Luke!" she called. "This is Brian. His dad's the screenwriter for Iron Man 3!"

"It's nice to meet you." He answered stiffly.

"You too, dude." Brian answered.

"We're going to get ice cream, don't wait up, okay?" Claire stated, walking out of the venue with Brian.

"It's all good, I don't mind." He yelled. In truth, he did mind. And it stung like hell.

CONFLICT..! I know, I know. It's late. Yeah, I was busy and all with homework and tests and all the crappy stuff that goes with school. BUT, I did add a bit more, how you call, ba-bam! to this story. I also wanted Luke to feel jealous, and this was the only way possible. You can hate it if you want, IDGAF. Just don't hate on the whole story, I'm trying to make it as realistic as possible. It's not like he's gonna fall in love with a unicorn, end up going on a date with it in outer space while he's cheating on his girlfriend the Pop-tart cat that poops rainbows. Oh well, enjoy, and see you on the flip side!