Author's note: Sorry for taking so long to update! My life, unfortunately, does not revolve around writing this story. Enough of excuses from the peanut gallery, on with the show.
The school looked amazing, with blackjack, roulette tables, poker, and so many more forms of gambling. The music was blaring through speakers, and people were dancing, singing, and being merry. Teenage hormones were so thick; you could almost smell them in the air. Eli looked at me and flashed a genuine smile. He never really smiles, just smirks that make me so mad. "Clare, would you mind waiting while I get us some punch?" Punch? I'm not even that thirsty, but before I could answer, he was gone. Oh well, chivalry may not be dead, but it was certainly bad with timing. I could see Eli waiting for a gaggle of peppy girls to finish with the punch, and even from where I stood; I could tell that he looked annoyed. Girls like that bug me a lot, it makes me sick when I think about how they sleep around, and treat others like crap. I made a mental note to tell Eli that he earned a ton of respect from me for not punching their highlights out of their hair. Before I could join him, a meaty hand pressed onto my shoulder. I turned around, and saw that it was Fitz. "What the hell do you want." He glared at me, and said "Saint Clare said the H word. Someone alert the media. But what I wanted to tell you was that your emo boyfriend needs to watch out." He looked mad. "Look, Eli didn't do anything to you as of late, and so you need to leave him alone." He looked smug. "He didn't do anything yet, but I know what you did. That stink bomb was your fault, and since I can't do anything to a lady, I figured that your pansy little boy toy is the next best thing." I noticed him take a switchblade from his pocket, and looked at Eli at the punch bowl. I ran away, and before I knew it, Eli was out of sight. I didn't know what to do, but I did know that Fitz had a knife, and that Eli was in trouble.
Author's note 2: I know it was short, but I'll try to update as soon as I can. Review please!