Chapter 3:Shades of gray

Clare's point of view:

Turns out me and Eli have a lot of the same interests. We both like reading Edgar Allen Poe and Shakespeare, our favorite subject is English, we love to read and write, and we both Hate stupidity and ignorance. He's actually a pretty cool guy. I admit that after only knowing him for like an hour, it felt like a life time. I think I've also grown some feelings. But I think when he learns my past it will deminish our new found friendship. One can only hope that it doesn't. something about him just attracts me. I don't know what it is but I like it. Maybe it has something to do with his amazing green eyes, or that to die for smirk of his that seems to play on his face when I say something that seems to amuse him. I really want to know him better. Find out what makes him smile and what makes him absolutely tick. He is a very intriguing person I must admit and has caught my attention. Then I thought of a game we could play for me to learn more about him.

"Hey Eli?" I asked.

"Uh Huh?" he replied.

"Want to play a game?"

"Depends on the game."

"How about 20 questions?" I asked pleading in my head that he will say yes.

"Sure and since I'm going to be your friend I'm going to need to learn a little more about you." He said.

"Okay. Me first. Ummm….Oh! I know. What's tour favorite color?"

"Blue. Yours?" he asked.

"Blue? I can picture you the color black type and mine is crimson"

"It was black….Until I met you." He said. I felt heat rush up my neck to my cheeks. I was blushing.

"My turn again. What's your favorite type of whether?" really Clare there's a cute boy sitting across from you and you ask that? DISGRACE! * MENTAL FROWN*

"I like it when it rains." He replied. then a sinister smirk played on his lips. Oh dear God.

"Are you a virgin?" he asked. Shit how was I supposed to answer that?

"Okay what I tell you you can't tell anyone. Promise to keep this to yourself?" I asked and he nodded.

"I'm not a virgin. I lost my virginity when I was 14 and I'm 17 now. I lost it in 8th grade."

"Interesting" he smirked.

"What?"

"I didn't say anything?" he smirked.

"You don't have to your eyes did." I said as response.

"Oh yeah and what did they say?" he asked mocking me, with his eyes wide, leaning across the table to get closer to me.

"It seemed as if they said that you were surprised I wasn't one." I smirked at him.

"Are you capable of reading minds because I was thinking." He joked.

"NO and I want to get back to the game so…What's your favorite movie?"

"Jennifer's body is my favorite movie Clare."

"Let me guess it's your favorite because Megan Fox is the lead." I said annoyed.

"No. actually I hate her. She sucks at acting but I love the plot." A Teenage Boy who hates Megan Fox? What has the world come to?

"What's your favorite band?"Eli asked me.

"Panic! At the Disco is my favorite band." His eyes widened.

"Me too." He said. Wow! We really have A LOT in common.

"Okay my turn and I'm only asking this as revenge got it?" he nodded.

"Boxers or Briefs?" I said with a triumphant smirk of my own.

"Eager to get in my pants Miss Edwards?"

"Just answer the damn question Eli-Jah." I said putting emphasis on the "Jah" part of his name.

"Fine. Boxers." With his hands up in defense. "What's your favorite animal?" he asked me.

"Ferret" I answered almost immediately.

"Ferret?" he asked confused.

"Yes a ferret. They are just super duper cute."

"They're disease ridden rodents." He said

"Shut up Goldsworthy. Shaken or stirred?"

"Shaken or stirred what?"

"Just in general."

"Oh. Shaken." He answered.

"Are you religious?" why the hell would he want to know that?

"Yes." I answered.

"Then you probably already know that sex before marrige is a sin." He said smirking AGAIN! Oh he's a god damned son of a bitch. Not literally but still.

"Yes and either way I'm gonna go to hell." I said nonchalantly. I really didn't care if I did.

"Are you Jewish?" I asked. He looked really taken back.

"No why?"

"Oh because Goldsworthy totally doesn't scream I'm Jewish." I said sarcastically.

"Shut up" he said. Was he blushing? Just then a bell rang and I jumped. People started standing up. Eli must've sensed my anxiety because he took my hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze.

"It's okay Clare it's just the lunch bell. Every things all right." Only it wasn't. walking down the halls all I saw was gray. Looking around I saw a lot of….how should I put this… "Sick" people. Ones in restraints being led by guards to the mess hall. And I still saw gray. Gray gray gray. It's official I'm living in shades of gray with no color to feed my imagination.

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