Zero- Yeah Yeah Yeahs

Eli's POV: First take on the song

I used to be a nobody, and I liked it that way. I was okay with everybody averting their eyes away from me, not caring what I did. Those were the type of people that wouldn't speak to me for 100 bucks. And most people wouldn't. You know, except the occasional girl who thought I was hot and made a lame attempt to flirt with me. I enjoyed when no one asked what my name was.

Until I saw those blue eyes.

When I met Clare, all I wanted to do was make a good impression on her. I could be her friend first, and then, if she liked me back, we could maybe be more than friends. I liked being treated like a nobody by everybody else. I didn't need anybody else. All I needed was her.

When Clare ignored me sometimes, I felt like a nobody again. With no life, and no friends (besides Adam). I would sulk everywhere, and give everyone a death glare, even teachers.

Now when she didn't ignore me, and we talked, I felt like the most popular guy in school. If Clare was talking to me, then i was definitely not a zero.

I threw my leather jacket on and went in to my hearse. This was my first day of being Clare's boyfriend. I was so not a Zero.

Clare's POV: Second take on the song. Completely different idea. Has nothing to do with the first one.

I paid so much to get my eye surgery done, and it doesn't even make a difference. Nobody noticed. The only attention I got from a boy was from Wesley, and that was only because he thought I got a...

Nevermind. Stupid Jenna.

I walked outside with Alli. "Nobody noticed me. Maybe I should just go back to wearing my glasses-" I said, putting them on my face.

Alli tried to grab them. "Nonsense, Clare. You look really good."

We were both grabbing at it for about five seconds when they flung into the road. I was about to get them when a hearse rode right over them.

Wait-

A hearse?

I didn't have time to think about it because a god came out of the car. And his name was Eli Goldsworthy.

A guy in black stepped out and picked my glasses up. "I think they're dead." I was speechless. His mouth...his voice...his car...his clothes...his eyes.

"Um...it's, uh, okay. I, uh, got laser eye surgery." I think? Is that what I got?

"You have pretty eyes." Oh my gosh. The boy who I instantly fell in love with (not literally, but you know what I mean) was the first one to notice my eyes. Was I hyperventilating? In a few seconds I realized I was blushing.

I looked down. "So, I'll, uh, see you around?" Really Clare? Is that the best you could come up with?

"Guess you will." Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh. I couldn't even think at this moment.

He made me feel like I was so not a zero.