Hello again, peeps! If you read these things, plus my profile, you'd know this story's on a little hiatus. Yeah, school comes first, so I have to sacrifice my computer time for homework, thus making me rush with these chapters. It might be a few weeks before I update any sooner, I'm sorry for those who are waiting ever so patiently to read a new chapter. Without further ado, here is chapter eight! Disclaimer: I do not own JESSIE or anything affiliated with it. The only things I own are my OC Claire, and the plot for this story.

"Ah, the first day back from winter break. Where ditzes and idiots show off what they got for Christmas!" Quinn commented.

"Also the day we get to retell the stories of what we did over and over again." Claire added. As they walked down the halls towards their lockers, three girls stopped in front of them.

"Watch it, Anderson! You almost made me break my new heels!" Threatened a tall brunette girl.

"Why shouldn't I? Those shoes are hideous as it is, might as well just break them." Quinn answered. Claire chuckled at the response.

The girl glared at Claire, "What are you laughing about, Prescott? You can't even afford a cellphone."

"Of course I couldn't." Claire responded, pulling out her iPhone. "Because I couldn't be able to get this."

"Is that the…"

"-iPhone 4S? Why yes, yes it is." (Let's just pretend that this mean girl doesn't have an iPhone. Cool? Good.)

"But-but…"

"Carolyn? Babe, where are you?" called a boy from down the hall.

"Oh! Over here, hun!" she called. A muscular boy ran to the girl named Carolyn.

"What are you doing here, Quest?" Quinn gritted her teeth.

"Quest?" Claire questioned.

"I'm Quinn's twin." The boy explained.

"…twin?"

"Yeah, got a problem with that?" he asked through gritted teeth.

"Well, you guys don't look the same…" Claire explained.

"You've never heard of fraternal twins?" he scoffed, chortling at Claire's surprised expression.

"Of course she has, but your nasty face doesn't seem to think so." Quinn retorted.

"Get out of this, Quinn!" Quest yelled.

"Why should I, she's my friend after all!" Quinn argued. The warning bell rung and Claire backed away, running down the hall towards her first period class. She bumped into someone, sending both of them toppling to the floor.

"Hey, watch where you're- oh hey Claire." Luke greeted.

"Hey Luke. Long time, no see." She chided. They walked through the sea of people to their first period class, him holding her books as she protested she was strong enough to carry stacks of bound paper. He laughed as she attempted to take the books from him.

"So, looks like Little Miss Army Brat's smitten with Rebel Ross…" Carolyn stated to her friends as she peered down the hall towards the two.

The two girls nodded, one of them speaking up. "Yeah, I heard that they're going on like a trip together during spring break."

"And I heard they're living with each other." The other scandalized.

Quinn sighed, brushing past all of them, muttering to herself. "They're such idiots, it's almost sad to see."

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"-And so, during my winter break, I went to go see Tchaikovsky's The Nutcracker with my family, and left for Cuba for a week." Finished the pudgy girl.

Luke groaned. "We heard this already, like four times."

Claire sighed in agreement. "You know the drill, dude. At least Ford's not giving us homework."

Ms. Ford stood up, clapping her hands. "Class, your homework today is to create a bond with your partner. Feel what they're feeling. Understand their pain." She mimicked the words in her actions.

The rest of the class groaned, Luke especially. "You jinxed it, idiot."

"Excuse me for this teacher being different than the rest. I was sure she wasn't gonna give us homework…" Claire said in defense.

"This work will be written in an essay which will be due once you return from spring break. Be wise, you must have written something individually. If it does not coincide with your partner's, you both will be given a penalty." The teacher interrupted.

"Praise the Lord, it's due in two months!" Luke yelled, on his hands and knees bowing down to the ground.

"Luke, Luke. Dude, people are looking." Claire informed, a little frazzled herself. He looked up at her from the ground, his eyes glazed.

"Two months. Two months." He chanted before he collapsed.

Claire flipped out, screaming as she shook him. "Luke? Luke? LUKE?" He was unresponsive. "Ms. Ford? Can someone help me take Luke to the nurse?"

"Oh my… Lucas," The teacher called. "Help Claire bring Luke to the nurse, if you please."

"What happened to him?" Lucas asked, walking up and lifting Luke above his shoulders in a fireman hold.

"I don't know. It was like he was on drugs or something." Claire answered as they walked down the hall into the nurse's office.

The woman sighed, "What happened this time Lucas?"

He lay Luke down on the bed, then looked at her while placing his hand on his chest. "I am truly hurt that you'd think I was just here to miss class."

Claire chuckled, "She's got a point, you know. Just get back to class before Ms. Ford asks to page the whole school."

Lucas huffed, "You've turned on me, Claire. You've gone to the dark side!"

"What can I say? They have good cookies." Claire shrugged.

"Well, now I must go. Thank you for your hospitality, considering I'm in the presence of a traitor." Lucas bowed, shuffling out of the room.

Claire laughed for a moment before she remembered why she was there. "Uh, sorry… uh, my friend here collapsed during the period."

"Anything odd happen before that happened?"

"He was in hysterics. His eyes were glazed over."

"Do you know if he was on any kind of drugs?"

"None that I know of."

"He was most likely tired and was close to a lucid dream state."

"But isn't lucid dreaming when you can't move?" Claire questioned.

"Precisely." The nurse answered. Claire shot her an exasperated look behind her back as the woman called the Ross residence.

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She sat beside his bed as he slept peacefully. She sighed as she placed the cool cloth on his forehead. 'What the hell happened? It's not like he was sick or anything.' She thought.

"…Claire? Is Luke gonna be okay?" Zuri asked, peeping through the door.

Claire smiled, nodding. "He's probably just sleepy. Sometimes that happens when you're in high school."

"Oh. I thought his diabetes was acting up again." Zuri sighed in relief.

Claire perked her head up from where she was looking on Luke's bed. "He has diabetes? How come I didn't know?"

"Not a lot of people do. Even his friends don't know." The little girl explained.

"But wouldn't the nurse have said something then? She's the one that's supposed to know every student's health conditions."

"Who knows? She might've just been new and hasn't looked over the school files yet." Zuri shrugged, skipping out of the room.

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Luke POV

"Wha-? Whasgoinon?" Luke said groggily as he opened his eyes. He was in his room. Why? The last thing he remembered was that he was in period 4 with Claire.

'Claire…' He looked down at his hands. There, by his bed, was Claire sleeping in a chair, holding his hand. It was already dark out, the moon's light casting a pale gleam on Claire's face. He smiled, looking at her peaceful face. She breathed out small puffs of air as she slept. 'She looks so… so-' he started thinking.

"Luke? Are you awake?" Claire asked as she lifted her head from the side of the bed.

"Yeah." He said quietly. Soon enough he was being crushed by the weight of another person.

Claire kept her head in the crook of his neck, hugging him. "Don't you dare do that again, you scared me to death! And why didn't you tell me that you had diabetes? I mean, that's serious, Luke!" she yelled.

Hugging her back, he stayed silent as she shivered. He chuckled, "Cold?"

"I'm fine, idiot." She spoke, sending shivers down his spine as she breathed into his neck. "Just don't scare me like that again."

"I-I won't." He stuttered as she slowly drifted to sleep.

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"Dude, what's wrong?" Lucas asked as Luke and him were walking down the hall to first period. Luke was walking aimlessly as he kept stealing glances at Claire as she was talking with Quinn.

Lucas punched him in the shoulder, "The hell was that for?"

"You're not even listening, dude! I asked you what's wrong." He explained.

"It's nothing." He said, stealing one last glance as they retreated into the classroom.

Okay…yeah. I know. I know it's been a while since I've updated. I'm sorry. That's all I can really do other than actually trying to finish this story. I'm currently working on chapter nine, so you needn't worry about waiting that long for it. I actually want to thank all of you that take the time to read this Fanfic, I know it's not the best, but at least it's tolerable. I really appreciate it. Well, 'til next time, I'll see you guys, on the flip side!