A/N: Hey guys! Thank so much for the reviews(: Here is Tuesday! Enjoy!(:

P.S - I forgot to mention this in the first chapter, but I started writing this after Try Honesty part 2. So anything that happens or will happen in the future episodes didn't happen in this story! I just thought of it after I saw the promo for next weeks episodes on teen nick! (AHH Clare Eli kisss!) So yeah.

Tuesday-

7:25 am-

Eli sits in his bed and he thinks that it was a dream. He thinks it a dream until he touches his lips, and he can still feel Clare on them. He smiles, recalling the kiss. It would have been perfect to, if Clare hadn't freaked out and ran inside. He laughs to himself. "She's cute."

He immediately goes to his computer, but she isn't online. He calls her but she doesn't answer.

"Hi, this is Clare." He smiles at the voice on the other end. "Sorry I'm not here right now, please leave your name and number and I will make sure to call you back."

"Hey." He says when the he hears the beep. "Some study date, right?" Eli pauses. He is so nervous and he doesn't know why. "Anyway, I was going to offer a ride to school this morning, hash browns at McDonalds are half off. But, looks like your going to miss out." Eli smiles. "I'll see you at school."

2:05 pm-

First she wasn't online, and she didn't answer his phone calls, and now she isn't in English class.

"Clare, where are you?" Eli mumbles to himself, and he knows something's wrong. He can feel it in the pit of his stomach and he can't just sit there any longer, wondering what happened.

Eli stands up, slings his backpack around his shoulder, and he is out the door before Ms. Dawes could even ask where he was going.

He holds his keys tight in his hands, and he walks fast down the empty hallways of Degrassi, and he's not sure exactly where he was going or what he was going to do when he got there, but he couldn't just sit there and worry about her. Plus, English class wasn't has fun without Clare there.

Just as he turns the corner, he ran straight into her. They both fell to the floor. "Clare?"

She looks different. Her hair messy and her eyes are red. Her skin is white, with tear stained cheeks and she was practically shaking. "Clare?" He repeats, concerned.

"Eli!" She struggled to get to her feet, then she looked away and Eli could tell she was trying not the cry.

"Where have you been?" Eli asked, gathering Clare's books in his hands.

"I just," She paused taking her books from Eli's grasps. "I was in the bathroom?"

Eli looks at her for a minute, and she looks every other possible direction except right in front of her. "I called you this morning."

"I-I forgot to charge my phone." She stutters, and she doesn't want to look at him because she know she will start to cry again. She stares anywhere else. Her shoes, or the chain on Eli's pants, or anything except those piercing green eyes that made Clare want to tell Eli everything.

"Clare," Eli reaches out to her, touching her forearm, and she finally looks up at him. "What happened?"

She looks at him for a minute, and her lip quivers. She can't speak, because she knows that she's going to cry.

"It's okay," Eli takes a step forward, Pulling Clare into a hug. "Tell me."

And then she buries her head into his vest, wetting it with her tears.

"He broke it."

3:00 pm-

"Go."

Eli leaned against the arm rest of the bench they sat at, and he watched Clare. She sat with her knees tucked into her chest, opposite him. She took a deep breath before opening her mouth.

"My mom loves him. She doesn't want a divorce, she almost broke down trying to tell me yesterday." She started, looking down a her feet. "but my dad," She stops talking, breaking out into a set of new tears. "I should of realized it." She looks up at Eli then, and he looked at her with those eyes. "Why he was always at work. He's an unfaithful bastard." She choked on her words. She had never spoken about her father that way.

"And then he broke it."

"What did he break?" Eli's voice was soft and quiet.

"When I was in kindergarten I made a vase." She grinned at the memory. "I painted our whole family on it, and he was the tallest. It sat on our mantel for years." She blinked, her grin turning into a frown. "This morning he threw it against the wall."

Eli opened his mouth, but no words came out.

"Goodbye family, goodbye normalcy, goodbye happiness." She sniffled. "My mom's lost everything. I've lost everything."

"That's not true." She looks at him, and he leans forward. "You haven't lost everything." He said as he brought his finger to her face, wiping away her tears. They look at each other for a moment, and she can't help but smile.

"Thank you." She smiles, and he sits back down. "you know," She mumbles, looking away. "I had fun last night." She blushes.

Eli Smiles. Finally some color on that pretty face.

"I mean the end was," She laughs to herself, rubbing the back of her neck. "Pretty nice."

"Huh?" Eli said, as if he didn't remember.

She shoots her head at him. "You don't remember?"

Eli purses his lips together, placing a finger on the tip of his chin. "Seems I forgot." he shrugs, and settles his eyes on Clare's. "Maybe," He starts, smirking. "You could refresh my memory?"

Clare laughs, and Eli likes it, so he laughs to. He leans forward, cupping his hand in her cheek, and he can feel the tears drying. He presses his lips against Clare's, and he can feel her smile.

"Wait." Clare suddenly breaks the kiss, and leans back. "You can't just kiss me."

"Why not?" He shrugs. "I mean, I like you Clare."

It felt really good to hear Eli say that, and Clare smiles. She smiles wide at him before talking. "First we have to have a date."

Eli pauses, almost like he didn't understand the words Clare was saying. "A date?"

"You know," She bites her bottom lip. "A date."

Eli shrugs, crossing his arms.

"Whatever you say, Clare Bare."

6:12 pm-

Eli stands at Clare's doors step, and he is nervous. Dates were defiantly not his thing, he wasn't even sure what he was supposed to wear. After deliberations he settled for the exact same thing that he wore to school- a black vest that blended with a black shirt that blended with a black tie. Fantastic.

He looked up when she opened the door. Clare stood there smiling at Eli's stunned face. Her hair looked even better than usual, with little sparkly earring peeking through her auburn curls. Her lips were the perfect amount of glossy, and Eli wanted to kiss her again right there. Her jean skirt fell just at the knee, and her little green top with lace along the collar fit perfectly on her.

Eli didn't have to say anything, Clare could read his face. He thought she was gorgeous.

"Do your parents know where your going?" Eli finally said.

Clare blinked. "um…" She frowned. "My mom is in her room sleeping. And my dad," She paused looking down. "He's a work."

"Oh."

"He's leaving on Friday. Moving into some apartment."

Eli grabbed her hand then. "Forget about that." He pulled her along to Morty, opening the door for her. "Let's go."

"Where are we going to go?" She asked, getting in the car.

Eli stood there, a smirk on his face.

"it's a surprise."

6:37 pm-

"Ice skating?" Clare was surprised at the choice Eli had made for there date. She looked at the ice rink, with couples, and kids and friends all laughing and having a good time. For some reason she had predicted he would take her to some creepy concert, or some creepy restaurant, or somewhere…creepy. Needles to say she was pleasantly surprised.

"You don't want to?" He looked at her, shrugging.

"What?" She looked up at him, her eyes meeting. "It's just that I thought you were going to take me somewhere," She paused, taking a moment stare at him. "Creepy."

Eli raises his eyebrows, his hands deep in his pockets. "Creepy?" He watches as Clare opens her mouth, but she closes it suddenly. He smiles as her perfectly glossed lips met each other. "You think I'm creepy?"

"N-no, that's not what I meant!" She stutters, suddenly very nervous. She tries to say something else, and each time it came out as a messy, embarrassing stutter.

"It's okay if you think I'm a little creepy." He says, leaning forward as if what he was about to say was a secret. "You kind of like it don't you?" He laughs, his hair falling in front of her eyes. "You think it's mysterious?" he steps even closer to Clare, and there foreheads nearly touched. "you think it's a little sexy?"

Her face was red, and her mouth gaped open. "I don't think your creepy!" She finally screeches at him, and he lets out a low, loud laugh. She brings her hands to her face, and it's hot.

"Okay." He says, unconvinced. "Come on, let's get skates."

She watched him as he walks. Okay, maybe she thought he was a little sexy.

"stop staring at my butt and come on!"

7:01 pm-

"I think that's like the 50th time you've fallen over!" Clare says, pointing to Eli, who had collapsed onto the ice again.

"This is harder than I thought." Eli mumbles, cursing himself. Eli was embarrassed. Eli does not get embarrassed. Ever. He hated ice skating, he hated it a lot.

Clare laughs, and she stretches her hand out to Eli, he takes it, only to fall on his butt once again. She laughs harder this time, and Clare thinks she see's Eli blush a little bit.

"Damn it!" He finally mutters, and he starts untying the laces on his ice skates.

"Eli!" Clare looks at him as he throws his ice skated on the ground. "What are you doing?"

Eli gets to his feet, and he can feel the ice through his dark socks. "Ice skating would be a lot easier without those dumb skates." He looks at her before taking off, and she watches as he slides on the ice.

"You can't do that!" She calls out, looking around her to see if anyone is watching. They defiantly are.

"Sure, I can." he shoots his head over his shoulder. "You should try it."

"I can't!"

Eli smirks, then looks back to the front of him. "I thought you didn't care what people think."

Clare bites her lip before sitting on the ice to take of her skates.

7:45 pm-

They sit at the foot court, and they share fries. He thinks it's cute they way she chews, and she blushes when she catches him looking.

She can't believe she did that. It probably looked so strange to watch to teenagers sliding around the ice in there socks. She never would of done that before she met Eli. Eli has made her better, she realizes.

She looks up at him then, and he smiles at her. She needs Eli.

10:24 pm-

"So, am I allowed to kiss you now?"

Eli and Clare kiss on Clare's doorstep. It sweet and soft, and he cups her cheeks in his hands. She tugs at his dark locks of hair, and she loves every second of it.