Chapter 3

ELI P.O.V

I was sitting on my bed listening to Paisley Jacket by Dead Hand, my favorite band. I was writing some random stuff I didn't even keep track what I was writing. When I was done, I looked down to see what I had written.

Beauty,

Your Beauty,

I see your beautiful eyes sparkle when you see him,

I remember when they sparkled when you saw me,

Your pale, flawless skin comes in contact with him in hugs,

I miss your hugs,

Your auburn curls bounce when you run to him,

I miss running my hands through your soft curls,

I see you laugh when he makes a joke,

I miss hearing your laugh,

I see your lips press to his,

when it seems like only yesterday they were pressed to mine,

I miss your lips,

Beauty,

Your Beauty,

He doesn't deserve it,

though do I?

If you came to me,

I would treasure you like water in the dry desert,

I would lightly stroke your cheek,

pull you closer,

press my forehead to yours,

our lips not even inches apart,

then I would slowly close the distance,

pressing my lips to yours,

that is all I want,

Beauty,

Your Beauty

I chuckled when I saw what I wrote. It was beautiful, but the fact that I had written it during a rock song with the screaming vocal chords. Then I took off my headphones and read what I wrote again. Something hit me. Only a tear escaped from my eye. I sighed, realizing this was about Clare. My therapist keeps telling me I have to keep myself busy. Though sometimes by accident I do something to remind me of her. Like this. I crumbled my writing and threw it across the room.

She doesn't love you. The voice in my head said.

She hates you.

"I know!," I screamed

No one was there, I was surrounded by silence and the darkness outside the window. I was screaming at myself, I had to be crazy.

I decided to call it a night as I crawled in bed throwing my headphones on the floor. I squeezed my eyes close, slowly falling asleep.

CLARE P.O.V

When I woke up the next morning I was kind of excited, the last day of school! Then I remembered the stupid trip.

I sighed, I didn't want to go but I know my mom would force me anyway. I brushed my teeth, put on my uniform and rushing out the door, not even having breakfast. I had to walk to school because my mom was out with Glen for some reason I assumed. As I walked I thought of Jake and how he was being such a jerk. I feel bad though because we basically hate each other. Maybe not hate...but not really getting along. I looked to see Eli driving his dad's car to school. He saw me because he braked the car.

"Hey!," Eli said,"Do you want a ride?"

"Uh, sure." It was kind of awkward. Though he was being his usually nice self, I had my guard up.

I climbed in and shut the door. Eli turned down the music that was playing, he still remembers I don't like music blasting. I grinned, that was kind of sweet.

"So uh, how's your mom and...step dad?," Eli asked, making conversation.

"Oh...good. They're always spending time together, it's better than the screaming that went on before."

Eli nodded. "How's...Jake?"

I flinched at the name. "Oh...him."

"Not to good, huh?," Eli asked.

"Not really." I frowned

"Well it's none of my business, but if you need a...friend...to talk to," I saw him struggle with the word friend," I'm here."

"Thanks." I smiled and he smiled.

We were at the school. Still smiling at each other.

"Uh, we should go," I said," Thanks for the ride Eli."

"Anytime." Eli smirked

I got out of the car and walked into the school. Time to ask Alli if she can come...on the trip.

When I got to my locker, I put my books in my locker and took out my Science folder. Then my text book and pencils. I saw Alli walking with Dave when I pulled her over.

"Alli!," I shrieked,"I need to ask you something!"

"What is it?," Alli asked.

"My mom said that when we go on our family trip we can bring our friends. Jake invited people I don't even know and he invited...Eli."

"Woah!," Alli said," That's not good."

"Yeah so can you come?" I asked with a smile.

"Well when is it?"

"We leave this afternoon and come back Monday morning I think."

"Well I don't leave for the Science camp until next Friday."

"Yeah?"

"I'll ask my parents after school and meet you at your house if they say yes. When are you all leaving?"

"Maybe 8ish."

"Perfect!" She said with a smile.

We walked to Science together. Maybe this trip wouldn't be so bad. What I didn't know was that I was so wrong...