The school day passed rather quickly and no matter how much I tried to forget my mind always traveled back to Eli. He was so… I don't know mysterious I guess. The way he dresses and his mode of transportation just makes me want to know more about him.

"You like him," Adam whispered in a singsong voice. I broke my trance that was fixated on the back of Eli's head for the last five minutes.

"Huh?" I questioned looking at my other best friend with a confused expression.

"Eli. You like him," he said with a straight face.

"No I don't," I stated.

"You know lying to me will never work… I know you Edwards so just admit it. You. Like. Eli." He spoke emphasizing every word near the end of his sentence.

"If I admit it will you shut up," I shot towards him giving him a glare as strong as my tired body could muster.

"Yes. Invite me to the wedding?" he asked.

"Ha ha you're so funny Mr. Torres." I let out a laugh that was laced with sarcasm.

"I try-" Adam began but Mr. Perino cut him off with a stern shush.

"Haha you got in trouble," I teased also earning a shush.

"Both of you be quite or you'll receive detention!" Mr. Perino snapped… someone's a little cranky today. Eli let out a laugh at our expense "Okay all three of you detention." he yelled.

"Sir that's not fair Eli just laughed," Alli argued.

"Okay you too Miss Bhandari. I don't like people to back sass me," Mr. Perino yelled at Alli. Okay it was defiantly Mr. P's time of the month. He administered the detention slips to each of us. 'Ugh Mark isn't going to be happy,' I groaned to myself.

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I stood by my locker and starting switching my books.

"Hi Clarabelle are you ready to go?" Imogen chirped happily with a huge smile plastered on her face.

"Sorry I can't. Detention," I explained with a fake smile.

"Oh boo, I was hoping we could hang," She said with a sad smile. "Whatever. Tomorrow Miss Edwards don't get in trouble and if you do you shall skip detention."

"Hey Clare," Adam greeted "you ready for hell?"

"Hi Adam," Imogen greeted flirtatiously. Oh my God they need to open their eyes and recognize that they're perfect for each other, but no they will just continue to blindly flirt.

"Yes I am," I answered Adam, "I'll talk to you later Imo."

"Here we go," He announced throwing his arm around my shoulder. We walked to the room in which detention was held and showed the teacher our slips.

"Take a seat," the teacher demanded nicely. We both sat and stared at the board for a good fifteen minutes with Eli and Alli. I got bored so I pulled out my book…

I noticed that I was living in a rut and I had to find a way out… I started thinking for the longest time and one day it hit me… fake my death. It would be super simple and it wouldn't hurt my "family" as much as just leaving. So I did I planned it all out and staged a car wreck I'm very good friends with an EMT and he helped. My family knows that once I "died" to disconnect themselves from my "family" and it worked. I'm living as a free woman. Free from my husband who shall be referred to as R.E. from this point on and my daughter that I never wanted, C.E. is her pseudonym. I'm happily remarried and this is my story.

I dropped the book and gasped. Everyone looked at me weirdly and the teacher had left the room when I was reading.

"What's wrong Clare?" Eli was the first to ask sounding genuinely worried.

"Uh nothing… it's stupid actually," I stuttered and picked u the book.

"If it's stupid then you wouldn't react like that," Alli stated raising one eyebrow.

"It really is," I restated crippling under the intense gazes of my friends. "Okay I'll tell you guys, but you have to promise not to laugh," they all nodded, "umm this woman H. J. Edwin sounds like my mom like there's a lot of coincidences and it just seems like…" I trailed off it sounds crazier when I say it out loud.

"What are the coincidences?" Eli asked.

"Um… she died in a car wreck, she was friends with Mr. Fitzgerald who was an EMT, her family disconnected themselves, and the pseudonyms for her husband and daughter are the same as me and my dads initials. And the creepiest of all, my mother's name was Helen Jane Edwards, H. J. Edwin. Is it possible that that's a pen name?" I asked feeling more sure of myself as I listed the similarities.

"What if it isn't a coincidence?" Adam posed "I'm sorry Clare, but what if H. J. Edwin is your mom?"

"Tell us what you know," Eli commanded softly.

"I know that neither me or my father saw the body the people at the morgue said the body was already identified and my mom's parents took care of the funeral arrangements. If I remember correctly they had a closed coffin wake because her body was to 'mangled' to be seen by the viewers." I answered. The more I said the more real the situation was becoming.

"You remember all that? You were six!" Alli exclaimed

"Traumatic eidetic memory," I answered

"Say what?" Eli and Alli questioned.

"It's when you can remember even the littlest details of a traumatic event in your life," Adam answered for me and we all stared at him. "What? I have an eidetic memory meaning I remember everything."

"Okay this isn't get to know Adam better time. This is mystery time." Eli said looking me dead in the eyes. "We start looking tomorrow. Oh and Clare your not crazy." He added with a smirk. I guess you can say this is where my life takes a huge U-turn.

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