Hey everyone! Thank you all for the reviews. They are all so sweet. To everyone who asked about the nosebleeds. Yes. In some strange cases, that has actually happened. My friends have had pervy thoughts and nosebleeds at the same time, but it could be coincidental. All the facts about nosebleeds come from my twin.

OMG! I can't wait for tomorrow! I'm seriously too obsessed with this show. I larva (lol) Wesley. I know too many people like him in real life. Yay! The play was cheesy but the kiss was so intense! And of course Riley and Zane FTW!

This little one-shot is a Jenna/Clare friend fic. If you don't like Jenna even interacting with Clare, then don't read.

Enjoy!

Clare let out a sigh of relieve when the bell suddenly rang. Finally, school was over. The weekend had finally arrived!

After collecting her books and bag, she scurried to her locker. She was surprised to see Eli leaning casually up against the one beside hers.

"Hey." She greeted, stuffing her books into her locker.

"Took you long enough. I was waiting for…" He looked up at the hallway clock and gasped. "…two and a half minutes!" Clare rolled her eyes at his attempt to make her laugh, but she couldn't hide her smile.

"Ready?" He asked when she closed her locker. She nodded and followed him out of the main building entrance. Lately, Eli had been driving Clare home. Even though she didn't live too far from the school, she was grateful for the extra time she had with him. She was about to say something, when she saw something strange.

"Wait." It had come out in a low whisper, but Eli had heard it. He stopped and turned to Clare. Her eyes were latched onto Jenna Middleton. She was crying and slumped on the floor. Clare was about to turn and leave her, but she couldn't bring herself to. Clare just wasn't that person.

"Where are you-" Eli began to say, but Clare cut him off.

"I'll be back in a minute. Wait there." She called over her shoulder. Eli followed, but stayed behind far enough not to intrude, but close enough to watch. She walked over to the crying blonde and sat beside her.

Jenna, noticing someone sitting next to her, looked up and into the blue eyes of a familiar friend.

"C-Clare-bear." She stated. Jenna gave a weak smile to her and started to wipe her tears.

"What's wrong?" Clare asked. "Where's Alli? Or K.C.?" She asked. Those are her real friends. They are her support system. Clare thought to herself. Jenna cringed when she heard K.C.'s name being said.

"A-Alli is busy with Drew." Jenna mumbled. Clare nodded, understanding.

"What about K.C.?" Clare noticed her cringe this time. Jenna looked up into Clare's eyes. Clare noticed tears collecting. Jenna whimpered as she threw herself into Clare's arms. Clare was surprised, but didn't push her away. She looked over to Eli, but he shrugged. Clare turned back to the sobbing girl before her and started to rub her back in slow, soothing motions.

"I-I am so scared, Clare!" She cried harder. Clare was confused, but felt sympathetic to the usually jovial cheerleader.

"About what, Jenna?" Clare was assuming the worse now. Was she in trouble? Was a family member of hers dying?

"I…I'm…" Jenna couldn't finish.

"You can tell me." Clare whispered softly. Jenna shook her head and scooted away from her. She sniffled and rubbed her eyes.

"Y-You'll judge me. You already hate me." Jenna whimpered as a sob racked her body.

"That's not true, Jenna." Clare put a hand on her shoulder. "First of all, I don't hate you. You hurt me, badly, but I could never bring myself to hate you. Dislike? Maybe. Hate? Never. Second, I won't judge you. 'Let he who is without sin, cast the first stone.'" Clare quoted. Jenna nodded slowly and looked up. Different shades of blue mingled as Jenna whispered.

"I'm pregnant." This surprised Clare, but she remained calm and nodded in understanding. She was not expecting this. "I'm already about five months along. I'm scared, Clare. I don't know the first thing about being a single mom." Jenna whispered and, leaning forward, rested her forehead against Clare's shoulder.

"Wait, single mom? K.C. isn't going to support you?" Clare asked, shocked. She didn't expect that from K.C.

"H-He wanted me to have an abortion." This, again, struck Clare as strange. Clare was raised to believe that abortion was wrong, unless under supreme circumstances. But this was her personal belief.

"And you didn't want to." Clare finished. Jenna nodded.

"It would also be dangerous if I aborted it now, so late in the pregnancy." Clare nodded and wrapped her arms around Jenna.

"Do you have anybody supporting you?" Clare knew little about Jenna's family, only that she had a brother.

"Only my brother. My dad isn't with us at the moment and I never knew my mom." Jenna let out a slow sigh as she shook violently.

"Did you consider adoption?" Clare asked. Jenna shook her head slowly.

"I can't give up my baby to strangers." She mumbled. Clare sighed. She knew better than to get mixed up with others and their problems. But Jenna, at one time, was her friend. She couldn't just leave her alone.

"Well, you have your brother, right? And I think you should call your dad. He should know." Jenna nodded and pulled away. She wiped her eyes. Clare stood up and held a hand out for her. Jenna took it and stood, but she didn't let go of Clare's hand.

"You know, you can come to me if anything." Clare added seriously. Jenna nodded earnestly.

"T-Thank you…for everything, Clare. You really are a saint." Yanking her hand, she pulled Clare into a brief hug. She smiled softly before turning and walking away. Clare turned and walked to Eli, who looked confused.

"Are you okay?" He asked, noticing that her eyes were clouded with tears. She only noticed them when they slid down her cheeks. He wiped away a few with his thumb, dumbfounded.

"Yeah," She whispered. "I'm okay. It's just…" She trailed off, trying to figure out the right words. He put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her in close, directing her to Morty.

"Sometimes, when you feel like the weight of the world is on your shoulders, it's nice to know that you aren't alone. That you have someone who cares enough to be the helping hand." She finally stated. Eli nodded and pressed his lips to her head.

"It's even better when they have a saint watching over them."

Yay! I liked that. I don't like Jenna, but I really wanted her to interact with Clare in a non-violent sort of way. I hope you liked it! Review?

~S.S.