Author's Note: Hello! So, I realized I make a lot of mistakes when I write. Oops. It's cause I hate reading over it..and I don't have a spell check thingy on the writing thing I use. -_- It's a bit of a problem. I'll look into to. Although, I have no internet at the moment..so I kinda can't. But I will when I put this up. Wow, I ramble. Anyways, this is going to take place a few days after the last chapter, alright? Leave me reviews with suggestions, questions, critiques, whatever~ Alright..on to the story.

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Clare put on the finishing touches of her makeup before taking a final look at herself. The girl who looked back at her through the mirror wasn't the Clare she knew. Everybody could notice the changes in her. Not only had her behavior changed since she started hanging out with Fitz, but her appearance had started changing as well.

Although it had only been about two weeks since Eli and her had broken up; she and Fitz were growing extremely close. They were together in the hallways at school, during lunch, after school, and just about every day that they didn't have school; with the exception of a few Sundays. Church hadn't been on Clare's list of priorities lately, but she did go occasionally, although she had been forced by her parents.

You make me feel like I'm living the teenage dream— Clare snapped out of her daze when her phone started ringing. The caller ID read 'Fitz', which she figured meant that he was there. "Hello?" "I'm here." A small laugh escaped her lips as she picked up her bag off of the floor. "I'll be out in a minute." It was becoming easier for her to read him; and she felt a small sense of satisfaction whenever she was right.

Luckily, it was her dad's week with her, and he was still at work. Not that he payed much attention to where she went anyways. But just to make sure, she wrote him a note telling him where she was; she didn't want him calling her while she was gone or anything. 'Hey Dad! Went to Alli's, be home tomorrow! Love, Clare' She stuck the note to the fridge before heading out the door, and getting into Fitz's car.

She smiled shyly at Fitz as he pulled out of the driveway. "Where are we going?" She asked him quietly; even though she was sure she already knew the answer. "There's a party at the ravine tonight." Once again, she was right, and a small smirk came to her face.

He gave her a questioning look, but didn't press anything. Fitz wasn't one to start confrontation; not with Clare, at least. But history had shown that he was indeed different with other people, Eli being a perfect example of that.

They had arrived around six; and she thought they were going ot be early. But the large amount of cars already there proved otherwise. "These ravine kids sure like to get their parties started early." Clare commented, getting out of the car. Fitz chuckled slightly, "Hey, I'm one of these "ravine kids", be nice." She smiled over at him, and instinctively grabbed his hand as they walked towards all of the people.

There weren't many familiar faces that Clare saw, but she felt surprisingly at ease as the two walked around. There was music playing, but he led her to a few chairs surrounding a fire, and left to get them drinks. "Clare?" An unfamiliar girl's voice asked. "Uhh, yeah?" "Who are you here with?" The girl looked confused to be seeing her here, but Clare shrugged if off as Fitz came back with two cups.

He nodded at the girl who had been questioning her, and she turned away quickly. "Who's that?" Clare asked him, sniffing at the neon liquid in the cup before taking a sip. She puckered her face for a moment, and took another sip before he answered. "Oh, uhh, Julie..or something..?" He didn't seem very confident in his answer; but it didn't matter much. They were here to have fun. She smiled at him, and kept drinking from her cup.

"So, what exactly do you do down here all the time?" Fitz shrugged, and placed his arm over the back of her chair. "Just hang out, mostly." That didn't seem to be much fun to her, but she accepted it, and kept drinking. Whatever he had given her was slightly sour, but didn't have a real alcoholic taste. They sat like that for a while, occasionally getting up or moving around to say hi to somebody, or get another drink, but nothing really drastic.

After about an hour or two, it was obvious that Clare was pretty buzzed. She was walking around swaying back and forth to the music that was playing, and begging Fitz to dance with her. "You can if you want to." He stated simply, shrugging her off to continue his conversation with his friends. "Fine.." She pouted, leaving him to dance in the crowd of people.

Clare was stumbling over her own feet; the alcohol making itself apparent with every one of her movements. Lucky for her, she had stayed out of pretty much everyone's way, until she ran into the back of a boy.

"Watch where you're—Clare?" "E-Eli?" She slurred, a frown growing on her face. Why was he here? She turned her attention to her hands; and her question was answered. Ritalin: the very reason she had broken up with him to begin with. "Clare, what are you doing here?" She scoffed, and pushed a stray hair behind her ear before slurring out, "I could ask you the same thing."

His green eyes grew dark as he inspected her, and he shook his head. "Drinking, Clare, really?" "Oh, don't try to act all superior with me Eli!" She narrowed her own blue eyes before crossing her arms and turning around; almost tripping in the process. Quickly, she scanned the area for Fitz, and made her way to him.

"Hey, Fitz, do you think we could leave soon?" She asked softly, sitting on his lap playfully. "Uhh, sure." He didn't seem to notice her excessive flirting, but Eli sure did. Clare smirked as she looked over at him, then turned her attention back to Fitz; placing a small kiss on his cheek, and then another on his lips before getting up. This did bring a reaction out of him, but he figured it was just the alcohol.

That was, until he saw the black haired boy glaring at them. "Clare, what's he doing here?" Fitz asked through clenched teeth; his eyes not leaving Eli's as he turned towards her. She shrugged, and placed her hand in his, as if to make it seem like she didn't care. "Drugs, probably." Her voice cracked a bit, and he knew that she was only putting on a show for him.

As much as he would like to start a fight with Eli, this was much more fun. Fitz calmed down a bit, and kissed Clare once more, and a little more roughly, before placing an arm around her waist, and leading her away from the crowd.

Eli glared at them as they walked away, but he stood still. He hated Fitz, and he hated seeing Clare with him, but there was still the part of him that loved and respected her. Fighting in front of her would only give her more reason to hate him; which was the opposite of what he wanted.

Clare, however, wouldn't give in that easily. Despite her alcohol induced haze, she really did enjoy being with Fitz. Even if they weren't 'together'..she did want to be. As they exited the woods, she placed another soft kiss on his lips, and made her way to his car.