HELLO! I'm sorry I haven't updated in a while, school and reality has been catching up to me, and it's not pretty. I've also been in a small writer's block, but I think I am back! No promises, but I will try to put on a couple of other chapters, maybe, later this week. :)

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"Mr. Goldsworthy, the new dress code is not mortician. That's detention, you know the rules." Ms. Dawes said as she walked into the classroom.

My head turned to follow her walking to her desk.

"Actually, no I don't. I missed last week, remember-suspension?"

Out the corner of my eyes, I could see Clare roll her eyes and turn her head away.

Oh please, Clare...

"Well, that's a fair defense. But this is your only warning."

I didn't wait or Ms. Dawes to look away from me before I jumped and slid over some desks, just to greet Clare and say, "Dodged a bullet there."

She looked at me. "I thought you only dodged knives?"

Really?

"Really?" I asked, this time aloud. I was a bit tired of Clare holding the Vegas night incident over me all the time.

"Three weeks and I'm still in the doghouse. I only messed with Fitz to defend your honor and if I'd known the psycho would pull a knife-"

She looked at her watch and began to count.

"...8, 9, 10."

She gave me a cute grin and suddenly I was so glad I was sitting. If I hadn't been, I would've fell down because Clare was so cute.

"Now you're forgiven."

Play it cool, Eli...

"Thank you." I said, while shyly looking down.

...Do it Eli!

Pulling out two tickets, I told Clare, "I'll make it up tonight, on our first official date."

"You got Chuck Pollinick tickets?" She asked in disbelief.

I chuckled at her reaction. "He's reading an unpublished fight club excerpt tonight."

Clare's beautiful blue eyes darkened, and her face fell.

What did I do? What did you do, Eli? You're such an idiot!

"I've got the theater awards tonight, and both my parents are coming." she said, clearly disappointed.

"Ah." Quickly coming to a realization, I asked, "They're not fighting anymore?"

"Ooohh they're still fighting but fighting just might be the new normal."

I couldn't help but feel empathetic for Clare, however, I was desperate for her to go on that date with me.

Sell it, Eli!

"But, the talk doesn't start till eight, so do you think parental mediation will be done by then?" I lamely asked, trying to convince her.

Clare smiled and made a cute "Oink!" and plucked one of the two tickets out of my hands.

Ooohhh tonight's gonna fun...

I clapped as Clare finished her speech and walked onto the backstage.

Smirking, I said, "Bravo, I couldn't have said it better...", unable to help it, I added, as an afterthought, "...maybe shorter."

Blue eyes lighting up, Clare smiled and said "Well at least you listened." She turned away, worrying me. "...My parents are losing their minds out there."

"Well, at least soon you'll be comforted by the disturbing pros of Chuck Pollinick." I said, trying to cheer her up.

Her meek smile and swaying of her heels, told me the answer I did not want to hear.

Awww come on!

"Oh no, they said no." I said, my good mood completely ruined.

A small look of defiance swept across Clare's elegant features, and that was enough to turn me on, quite a bit.

Ok...thinking these thoughts will get you nowhere...Eli...STOP IT!

"So what? Why should they get to ruin my night?" Clare asked, almost to herself. Giving me the sexiest smile, Clare boldly grabbed my hand.

"You little devil!" I exclaimed, pleasantly surprised by Clare's sudden change of attitude.

...And I was right. Tonight is gonna be fun.

She led me out onto the stage, where Ricky? Bob? Well, who cares, was making an introductory speech.

I flashed a goofy smile at the audience, and Clare's parents just before she pulled me to the other side of the curtain.

Let's get it started.

"God! I love Pollinick's pros just so raw, forceful and dark!"

"It's not half as dark as his character. Geez, they're sociopathic!" Clare excitedly cut in.

"But to be a truly great writer you need some damage to draw on." I pointed out

She let out a small laugh. A sound I cherished, until the annoying ringing of her cell phone broke in.

"Parents calling to end our fun?" I didn't bother to hide my disdain.

Can't they just leave us alone? I really...like tonight...

"Doesn't matter, because I'm not answering." she said.

"An award, an author's talk, and youthful rebellion...big night." I teased.

"Hey, I can be rebellious." She shot back.

"Oh yea? What's next? Sneaking into an R-rated movie?" I retorted?

She shook her head in annoyance and disbelief.

I love getting her so mad...

Watching Clare's face change to a mischievous smirk, I glanced over to what she was looking at.

"Matching piercings?" She suggested.

Oh god no, please help me...

"Won't your parents hate that?" I tried to keep the fear from showing in my voice.

"Definitely." Clare said, while backing into the piercing store.

She seemed to see the slight fear in my eyes. "What? Scared to keep up with me?"

Maybe...

I took in her sexy smirk, bright, blue eyes, and her words.

Who knew that Clare would call the shots tonight?

I walked into the piercing shop with Clare right behind me.

Oh the things I do for Clare...

"Let me see it!" she said, while smiling.

"No. No. N-"

"Please?"

I stopped fighting, and let her take a look at the piercing on my ear.

"Oh my god!" she said, sounding absolutely giddy.

"Why didn't you tell me this would hurt so much?"

I will never call a girl with pierced ears a wimp...ever...again...

"Rebellion is not for the faint of ear." She grabbed a bottle of hot sauce from the table we were sitting at. "Here, hot sauce will take your mind off the pain." she joked.

"I love first date Clare! Do you think she'll make an appearance on date two?"

Don't' sound so desperate, Eli.

"Hey!" Clare exclaimed, "Date one is not over yet!"

The ringing of her cell phone, once again, shattered our happy mood.

"I'm an hour late, mom, deal with it!" Clare said, while shutting off her phone.

"That's the tenth time they've called. Won't they worry?"

"Who cares? Let them."

"I guess I care." I said matter-of-factly.

Clare gave me a confused look.

Gosh...

"I really like you-ergo-I want them to like me." I explained.

"What's not to like captain curfew?" Clare jokingly asked.

A lot actually...

"They're gonna blame me for keeping you out so late."

"You know how public displays of affection are banned at school?" She got hold of my tie.

Oh no...Be strong Eli...

"Could I stay out for some contraband kissing?" Clare said as she pulled me in.

I didn't put up a fight, and let Clare take the lead.

Our lips connected in a small kiss, which felt so right, and of course, led to more kissing.

Way to stay strong, Eli...

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