Eli's POV
I had put Clare in danger. How could I be so stupid! She probably hates me now. I have to explain why I did this.

"Ok, lockdown's over. Everyone go home," Simpson yells as me and Clare make our way out of the building.

"When I was nine, there was this kid Mike. His hobby was beating me up. Didn't matter how fast I ran, he was always faster," I begin, watching cops escort Fitz to their car.

"You're not nine anymore," Clare says.

"And neither are the bullies so what am I supposed to do," I ask a little agitated. She's looking at the cops putting Fitz in the back of the car.

"I don't have the answer," She says sounding on the verge of tears. She turns to looking at me. "But if it's this, than I can't be with you."

Her word cut like a knife. Ironic don't you think?

Clare's POV
Today's the first day after break. So it's back to school. What's in store? God only knows. Simpson looked pretty serious on Vegas Night. I just hope he doesn't take it overboard. I've been at my Grandma's all break, so I haven't talked to anyone. Not Alli, not Adam...not even Eli. I'm not really looking forward to the awkward reunion. I mean what do I even say to him?

'So...you almost died and I told you I might not be able to be with you if you don't change, even though I'm a complete idiot for saying that because I don't want you out of my life. Yupp that sound about right...not!

"Have a nice day sweetie," Mom says pulling into the school parking lot.

"Yeah I'll try," I mumble as I climb out of the car. I walk up the sidewalk looking for Alli. I can't find her anywhere. She must already be inside. I'm about to walk into the building when I see something out of the corner of my eye.

I turn to see Eli climbing out of Morty. Guess it's now or never. I slowly walk up to him. He turns around and sees me walking towards him. His expression is unreadable. When I reach him, he slides his hands into his packets. I sigh.

"How was your break," Eli asks quietly. I shrug.

"A lot of lectures from my parents," I say avoiding eye contact.

"I'm sorry," He says hesitantly. I look up at him, but I wish I hadn't because the minute I do I can't help but throw myself at him. At first he's hesitant to hug me back, but then I feel his arms wrap around me.

"I'm so sorry Clare," I hear him whisper into my hair.

"I'm just glad you're ok," I say back.

"I'd pull away if I we're you two. Before the po-po catch you," Adam says walking up to us with a smirk. I pull away looking confused.

"Huh," I ask.

"You haven't been inside yet, have you," He asks, his smirk disappearing. Me and Eli exchange glances.

"How bad is it," Eli asks Adam. Adam sighs heavily. "Well depends, do you consider police, metal detectors, and uniforms bad...," He said.

"Are you serious? This isn't a school. It's a police state," I say letting out a heavy sigh. Eli rubs the back of his neck guiltily.

"Yeah well at least your mom isn't the one trying to enforce all these rules," Adam says bitterly. "Everyone's gonna hate me."

Fiona walks up with Holly J. "I leave for two weeks and come back to this," Fiona says. "What the hell happened at that dance?"

"Uh,"Adam says looks at me and Eli.

"I pissed off Fitz and he tried to kill me," Eli says as if it's no big deal. Fiona's eyes widen.

"Oh my god, are you okay," She asks. "Yeah I'm fine. It was just an intense night," He sighs.

"Well I can imagine. So now Simpson's making us wear ugly uniforms," She asks a little annoyed. "How am I supposed to expression myself when I have to look like everybody else?"

"Trust me Fi no one is happy about this," Holly J sighs leaning against Morty. "I mean it's bad enough my mom grounded me for two months and now I have to come to this prison."

"Well maybe you should have been paying attention to the fact that Fitz had a knife instead of hooking up with Sav in the theater," Adam says.

Holly J shoots him a look and Fiona's mouth drops.

"Not now Fi," She sighs.

"Seriously guys let's stop blaming each other and just deal with the consequences," I sigh. Everyone sighs along with me as we make our way to the front door.

Well it's time to face the music.