Hmm.. people like this? Weird...

Clare's POV

It was ten PM and I was staying at my mom's house, she went on a blind date and said she won't be back until 11 or 12, she was having fun. I was happy for her. She's finally having fun. I was in bed and staring at the ceiling. I had my pajamas on but it was cold so I wrapped myself in my mom's night-robe thing.

A rock hit my window. I shrugged it off but it came again and again.

"Clare!" I heard and I went over. "Clare!"

The figure waved to me and my heart flipped. "Elijah Munro Goldsworthy, what are you doing here?"

"Hanging out with the raccoons," he answered simply. I smiled and he did too.

"You didn't come for me?" I asked, mock-suspiciously.

"Oh no, you were just a bonus." He says sarcastically. "Juliet, get down here!"

I rolled my eyes and climbed down my fire escape.

"Hi," I said. "Romeo, you know what a door is, right?"

He raised his eyebrows. "No, but you really should teach me sometime."

"I'll do my best," I muttered.

I sat down in the grass and he sat next to me. I like how innocent our relationship is.

"Penny for your thoughts," he whispers as he faces me.

I blush, I was thinking about prom in 2 weeks. Thank god it was dark enough to hide my face.

"Can I get my penny up front?" I ask and he looks at me and smirks.

"I don't have a penny." He said, getting closer to me.

"So why'd you try and trick me?" I say and I put my legs over his.

He looked down at them and I smiled. "I lost my train of thought," he admits.

I giggle. I can't help it. Before him, I didn't care about prom or anything. Of course, I didn't care as much as Alli or whatever but I did care a teeny bit. I mean seriously, I didn't have a heart of stone. But being with him brought out my inner… girl. Giggling and blushing… grr… it was embarrassing but he did it. What was he doing to me?

He looked into my eyes and I looked into his. My heart raced as he started to lean in. Maybe he could hear it.

His lips and mine intertwined and for as long as it lasted… the world was me outside my mom's house… I couldn't remember anything. I couldn't remember prom or my name.

All I could remember was that he was kissing me. He pulled away way too soon and I bit my lip. I pulled him back and kissed him again. I was aware that I was clutching his black jacket in one hand and playing with his hair in the other but I really did not care. As long as he didn't try something, which I doubt he would.

I pulled away this time and he smiled.

"Clare… though I thoroughly enjoy kissing you—"

"More than you should sometimes," I mutter and he looks at me with affection.

"That's not why I'm here," he muttered.

I shrugged. "There's a reason this time?" I ask him. He nods.

"What is it?" I say and my heart thumps.

He opens his mouth but can't form words. Like he's scared… scared of what?

"Can I ask you something tomorrow?" he asks.

I look at him, a little part of me disappointed but I was really amused.

"Uh… really, you're asking me if you can ask me something." I start laughing and he smirks at me.

It's not funny," he says, half laughing.

I settle my laughing and look at him. "It's hilarious," I tease him and he takes my legs and picks me up.

"Go back to bed princess, I have to go home."

He pretended to drop me. I squeaked and hit his shoulder repeatedly.

"You live with your grandparents above a funeral home; you can be a little late." I whisper and he smirks at me.

"No, I like teasing you."

A little voice in my head said, "Isn't that the truth…"

Adam's POV

Fiona walked to my locker. "Boo," she said.

"Oh my god, you scared me."I said in a monotone.

"So Adam… I'm going shopping with Alli and hopefully Clare if Eli ever asks her." She hints and grins at me.

I slam my locker. "I can't make him ask Clare, he was supposed to yesterday but he got really scared."

"Why?" Fiona said, always digging deep.

"She's the first girl he's ever felt anything but…annoyance for."

She rolled her eyes. "That's why he should ask her then,"

I scrunched my nose, this had explained to me, too many times and it was starting not to make sense again. "What?"

Fiona put an arm around me. "You're just a junior,"

"Well, you're still a senior," I pointed out.

She shuddered. Last year, her court case and her 'Bobby' problems kept her a couple credits shy of graduating.

"Yeah, well Bobby's gone, and now… I have you,"

She smiled at me and I smiled back. She looked down.

"Well, I got to go…walk." She said as if she was confused or something else.

I shrugged it off though it kept coming back throughout the day to bug me.