Alright. I Need To Talk. *Ahem*

I am having a contest!

The 20th reveiwer will get a story of their choice...obviously Eclare. It can be rated whatever, and the storyline can be whatever. So, please tell your friends about this story. I'm excited about it. It's not even close to being over just to let you know. Okay, I also wanted to say thank you for the reveiws and sorry for not posting sooner. Plus, if you are checking out the outfits i've been making for them that would be great...thanks:)

Eli's POV

Clare pulled me by my belt buckle to a back room where the lights were dim, and the kids were drunk. She pushed me down onto a couch and sat beside me.

"Okay, were playing a game." She smiled, already a little buzzed.

"What game, truth or dare?"

"No, the question game."

"What are the rules?"

"Well, I'll go first and ask you a question then you answer…but no matter what you have to end with a question. Got it?"

"Got it." I smirked, but she just looked at me expecting me to talk some more. "What?"

"I said end with a question."

"Are we playing now?"

"Yes," She smiled, pausing. "Why do you treat girls the way you do?" her eye brows furrowed and I took a swig of beer and a deep long breath.

"I don't mean to treat them the way I do. Girls are needy; they throw themselves around as far as they can go. You're not a guy so you obviously don't understand but when a hot girl wants to have sex with you, if you turn her down…you've got to be mental…or gay." We laughed. "Why don't you like me? Every girl likes me." I frowned looking down.

"It's not that I don't like you…your just too full of yourself. I mean sometimes it's sexy, but other times it's really annoying. Girls like a guy that will treat them right. Plus, not every guy says yes to sex with a hot girl. It doesn't make you stupid or gay; it makes you a good guy. Someone needs to teach you not everyone will love you." She smiled. Hmmm…sexy huh?

"Why do you like me, why won't you leave me alone?" She asked. I spent a second or two making up a lie but decided not to use it. Why lie, I really do like her.

"Clare you're different. I like that once you heard all the girls liked me, you didn't follow them. Your sitting here playing the questions game with me asking me real questions. Any other girl would take advantage of this and ask me stupid stuff like how many girls have you slept with, or how about we make out?" I smirked at the last one. Although I didn't expect her to ask it, I probably wouldn't mind.

"Don't worry. I'm not like those girls." She smiled.

"What happened with your parents?"

"Oh, it's kind of a long story…"

"I love a good long story." I smiled, shifting to face her.

"Well, when I was five and Darcy was seven our parents arranged a baby sitter to come watch us while they went out on their fifteenth anniversary. Their anniversaries were always special because my dad would surprise her with a new activity every time. It would always be the same restaurant though. Vinnie's Diner." She smiled, savoring the label.

"It was in December and the roads were really frosty, so when they were on their way back home from dinner a big USB truck slammed into the side of the car. Flipped it over and it caught on fire. The car overheated. My aunt came to live with us, she was the baby sitter. When Darcy turned eighteen last month our Aunt moved out. It's different but I don't really mind. How are your parents?"

"Clare, that's awful." I said completely ignoring her question. She shrugged. "It's really not that bad. I miss them all the time and it really makes me wonder how my wedding will be when I get older or having children that don't have grandparents. It will be different but, I'll live." She giggled.

"How do you do that?" I asked her.

"Do…what?" she shrugged

"Smile, laugh, be happy all the time."

"I'm not happy all the time…" She spoke, tilting her head the slightest bit.

"Yes. You are."

"I guess I just remember my dad always saying to us that no matter what happens smiling is the best way to heal. I guess that's why." She said…smiling again.

"It's cute." I laughed. Her eyes got glassy looking and I thought she was going to cry, but she hopped up running back to the dance floor.

"Clare?" I asked, and I heard her giggle. "What?" The strobe lights hitting her body again.

"Why did you run off?"

"Eli, if you like me then there will be plenty opportunities to talk about sappy stuff. But this is a party. My first high school party and I want to enjoy it." She said swinging her hips to a song called Tambourine by Eve.

"Wait, this is your first high school party?" I said shock lacing my tone.

"Yep." She closed her eyes, and grazed her hands up her breasts and into her hair.

"Where did you go before Degrassi?"

"Nowhere. I've been homeschooled." She said, turning her back on me.

"What?"

"Yep." She thrust her hips back into mine and I let out a loan moan as my erection became visible behind my pants.

"Clare…stop." I groaned.

"What, why, what is that poking…oh." She giggled turning around staring down at my erection.

"Well you don't have to stare." I said getting nervous and embarrassed…although I didn't really mind her looking…

"It's…sorry." She said turning her head uncomfortably. We stayed like this until I heard her giggle. "You think this is funny?" I asked her, making hand gestures toward my groin.

"It's a little funny." She held her hands showing a little bit with her fingers.

"Yeah, well not from my side. Although…you could help me with– "

"I'm not giving you a blow job." She laughed putting up her hands.

"I wasn't talking about a blow job…"

"Eli." She whined.

"Clare." I mocked.

"No."

"Fine."

"But…I can do something…" She smiled, resting her hands on her hips.

"What are–"

The last things I heard were the sounds of her heels clicking towards me before her arms wrapped around my neck, pressing our sweaty bodies together. Clare moaned into the kiss when my hard on pressed onto her clothed center. The music faded away and I found us on a deserted couch, Clare straddling my waist.

My big hands snaked up onto her jeaned bottom. Clare travelled a hand on top of mine where it lay on her ass. She pressed it harder making us both moan. My other hand was holding her thin waist with a vice grip. Clare ground her hips into mine, and I almost jizzed my pants. I wanted so badly to take her into an empty bedroom, on the couch even, I needed release. Her lips left mine and they found my neck. Clare giggled when she accidentally shoved her big breasts in my face. My teeth traced her clothed nipple and licked the valley in between. She bit down hard, and I let out a scream.

"Damnit! Ow." She smiled and kept going. Even though it hurt like hell, she would occasionally lick my pulsing jugular vein driving me crazy all over again. After about a minute she pulled back, and I propped myself up on my elbows. Clare dragged a slender hand up my torso and into my hair. My eyes went everywhere.

To the three slight hickies visible on her breasts. To the messy sex hair around her head like a halo. To her chest heaving up and down, out of breath. And lastly to my red blood on her bottom lip. It dribbled down her pale chin and dotted a spot on her breast.

–fucking sexy.

"Wow. Clare. That –Uhm." I stuttered glancing around the darkly lit room. She smiled with flush cheeks. Adorable.

I heard her annoying friends round the corner and call out her name. She dipped her head down kissed me on the cheek and disappeared behind the blue painted wall.

Clare's POV

"Where were you? I thought we were going to grind. I was bored with just the regular old sluts." Ali laughed. I smiled and hopped into the front seat of her car.

"I was with some guy." I said buckling my seat belt while Jenna climbed into the back.

"A guy!" Jenna squealed. It wasn't a lie. Eli was a guy.

"Yeah. We were talking, and dancing."

"Did you happen to play midnight murder because, you have blood on your lips." Ali said, touching my cheek. I immediately went red.

You think that you would be able to tell your best friend these things but when your best friends are Jenna and Ali…you can't.

"I was…putting on lipstick. It's kind of hard to do in the dark."

"Whatever, you're lying but I can tell it's something big. Tell us at your house where there are less ears." She smiled, honking at some girl walking in the road barefoot.

"Wait, Jenna? What are you doing here?" I said turning in my seat to face her.

"Oh, well K.C's sleeping at my house tonight he already called the group home."

"And…why aren't you staying here with him?" Ali asked.

"He wants somewhere to stay. When he gets like this you just leave him. Alone." She laughed. She was right. I remember when I used to date K.C and he would show up on my door step with a blanket and a pillow, asking for the couch. I wouldn't push to talk or anything but I did ask him if he wanted to stay with me in my bed one time. It was a bad idea, he got really angry for some reason.

We stopped at the gas station for gum and any other junk food necessities. Jenna was on her period. Another reason not to stay at her house with the lovely boyfriend. "Mmm. Chocolate." I hummed going wide eyed, dumping some into our basket.

"I don't understand. I mean really. Eli is like the hottest guy at school. He likes you and you eat more than him." Ali laughed.

"I don't blame him though. Look at this!" She smiled, taking two hands and put them on my hip bones. "Look how small her waist is!"

"Okay, stop. One that really tickles." I said scrunching my nose hating the feeling. It felt like you were being suffocated. "And two, I'm going to the gym Saturday morning. Wanna come?"

"Clare, don't say Saturday morning like its next week. It's tomorrow. Just say tomorrow." Ali mumbled, getting in line.

Eli's POV

I flung myself onto my bed as drew picked up a game controller. "C'mon. Dude whoever you have been texting for the past fifteen minutes tell her you gotta go! I need my main man in this game." He said, sitting in my desk chair.

"Yeah, okay. Hold on." I groaned, shooing him off.

"Eli. That's all I've been hearing for fifteen minutes. Say good bye!"

"Yeah okay. Hold on."

I heard him sigh. "I ate a live Iguana today. Swallowed it whole."

"Yeah okay. Hold on."

"Unbelievable." He frowned, turning on my T.V.

I smirked and received another text from Clare.

"Yeah, okay. See you tomorrow Goldsworthy."

I sent my last text of the night and picked up a controller and Drew mouthed finally.

"Alright. Night Edwards. See your cute ass in the morning."

Sorry it took me forever to upload this it usually won't take me that long. I've been lounging around in sweats and hoodies studying my ass off for the past week. I have tests and I really need to pass. Especially Bio…K. Thanks.