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I don't like the way I look when I'm standing beside you
this isn't me, I'm not happy can you feel it too?
How long should I drag this on?
Waiting around for what's already gone.

Clare's POV

"So tell me," Ms. Suvae says leaning forward slightly. "What happened this week? Anything you need to talk about?"

I shake my head from side to side. "No Ms. Suvae."

She looks over her papers and nods. "You've been doing great Clare. I think this may be your last time here if you want."

I felt an idiotic grin swipe across my face. "Really?"

She smiles. "Yes Clare," She assures. "You've been doing well."

I jump up from my seat. "That's great Ms. Suvae. Thanks so much! You've been a great help."

I start to walk out of the room to get on with my life until she stops me with her words. "But if anything happens, you come to me right away. Got it?"

I swing my hands in an I-get-it format and leave the room. Once left, I let out a huge sigh of relief. I'm finally free.

I take a step forward to find myself stumble upon someone in front of me. "I'm sorry," I say before finding this person's face. Un-pleasant surprise, Eli.

"No," He starts. "It's my fault. I wasn't looking where I was going."

My stomach drops as the only words I could make out was "Vise-versa." I nod my head and walk away before the storm comes.

I didn't like avoiding Eli. In fact, I hated it. But like Ms. Suvae said: Stay away from someone or something that will make anything worse than they are. Eli definitely falls under that category.

I ended up walking home that day because my mom had work to do. She had been working a lot lately, but I avoided the fact that something was going on.

When I arrive at the door, I pay attention to the laughing that I heard inside. I quickly open the door and notice my mom and some guy sitting closely at the table.

She notices me standing at the door and looks up. "Clare," She says and sets down her drink on the table. "You're home!"

I shoot her a look, a look directing to the man sitting at the table, but looking at her.

"Oh," She continues. "This is Kurt."

He extends his hand inches from me. "Nice to meet you, Clare." He says. The polite thing to do was shake his hand, but I didn't do that.

Stay away from someone or something that will make anything worse than it is.

"I'm going upstairs," I announce and start to the stairs.

I was able to take one step up the stairs before she stops me. "Wait," My mom interrupts. I stop right there bit don't turn around. "How was school?"

I shrug. "Fine," I say vaguely and start to take one step up the stairs, but of course, was stopped again.

"What happened?"

"Nothing," I finalize that conversation and walk all the way up the stairs this time.

Who was that? Why is he here?

I fling my bag onto the floor and then fall right onto my bed. What if she's dating again? I'm not ready for this right now. Right when things start to resolve, something else happens. I put my hands onto my aching head and lay there in bed trying to ignore the fact that Kurt is downstairs…alone…with my mom.

"Clare!" I hear my mom calling me in a sing-song voice. "Come down here."

I sigh, and let out a stupid lie. "I'm doing homework!" I yell back down and start to rub my forehead.

"Just come down here! Grab your jacket!"

My jacket? I groan and grab the first cardigan I see and trudge down the stairs. "What?" I ask her rudely while still making my way down the stairs.

She gives me a polite smile. "Kurt wants to take us to dinner. She proceeds to put on her jacket. "Now let's go."

I gesture to my outfit. "I'm still in my school uniform!"

"Then change into something new and let's go!" She says strictly.

I roll my eyes and stomp back up the stairs. This sucks. I really didn't want to go out to dinner with my mother and some guy that I hardly even knew.

I pick out a simple outfit: My yearbook club t-shirt and jeans. It's not like I'm meeting the queen or anything.

I walk back down the stairs and then walk out to my mom's car with her and Kurt in the front seat.

I quietly climb into the backseat and shut the door.

After halfway through the extremely awkward ride, Kurt looks back at me and smiles. "So Clare, how are you doing in school?"

"Fine."

He turns back around and I could just feel his peculiar look. "Ok," He says uncomfortably.

"She's doing great!" My mom says. "All A's, yearbook club… Oh, and Clare just got a boyfriend." She said boyfriend in a sing-song voice.

"Mom!" I yell feeling violated of my personal life. "He's not my boyfriend."

She gasps. "What happened?" She asks me.

I cross my arms across my chest and invert my eyes out the window. "I don't want to talk about it."

"Bu-

"I don't want to talk about it!" I snap.

She lifts her fingers from the wheel and then curls them back on. I could see the offended look in her eyes. "That's too bad," She starts. "Eli was such a sweet boy."

I roll my eyes and watch the trees pass by, thinking of how I did not want to be here.

"Oh Clare," My mom starts again. Can't she see I want to be left alone? "Wasn't it your last day with Ms. Suvae?"

Ok, now this was getting really personal. I nodded my head anyways and thought that maybe she could see me through her rear view mirror.

"Ms. Suvae?" Kurt asks my mom. "Is that a councilor?"

"No!" I shoot out.

"Yes!" My mom corrects. Shit. "Clare was seeing her councilor to talk about a few problems."

I slap my head on my forehead and try to fight my struggling urge to strangle that woman.

"What for?"

"Ok," I yell. "This conversation ends now, Kurt.

"Clare Edwards," My mother snaps. "I just want to have a nice dinner with Kurt."
"By all means," I say. "Then count me out." I point to the back. "Home is that way." She doesn't say anything and sits there in silent still driving the other way. "I'm waiting…" I say with an attitude.

"You're acting like a child," She says. I perceive Kurt looking as uncomfortable as ever, but I truly didn't care.

"And you're acting like a bitch," I mumble under my breath.

My mom pulls over and looks back at me. "I heard that Clare!" She yells.

"Oh really-

"We are going to have a nice dinner and you are going to like it!"

I sit back in my seat and cross my arms. I was about to step right out of the car, but opposed against it. That would get me homeless, and/or lost.

I need to be free, to feel like I can breathe
Cause this holy mess, is strangling me
I say, that I should walk away
There s no change, if I choose to stay
I dont know what to believe in
I sink into this straitjacket feeling

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