Hey guys! I know it's been a while since I wrote anything for you guys. I went to camp and I didn't have any time to post. But now I'm back, so I hope you like this chapter.

Lilly: I laid awake in my bed. It was about one in the morning. I couldn't sleep. I had a lot on my mind. I was thinking about Adam and Eli, and how they were so sweet, and letting me into their lives, and how I was hiding most of myself from them. I wanted to tell them everything about myself, but I couldn't. I wasn't sure how I felt about that. I never liked being close to people.

As I laid in my bed, I listened to the silence, trying to get my mind off my life. The still silence was slowly broken by the sound of tears. It didn't take me long to realize that Clare was crying in her sleep. It wasn't loud, just silent sobbing. I couldn't help but feel an ache in my chest because the reason Clare was so depressed was because of me. I came here, and invaded her life: I came to her school, took her sister's room, and in a way took her mother. I knew she was crying because of me. I had ruined her life. It was the last thing I wanted to do, but I did, just by walking through her front door. I wanted to run into her room, and hug her, and tell her I was sorry. I also wanted to tell her that moving to Toronto was the greatest thing to happen to me. It saved me. I wanted to tell her that hurting her was never my intention. But I couldn't. I knew it would mean nothing to her, and would make things worse. I wished there was something I could do.

As I laid in my bed, I focused my thoughts on Clare. I listened to her quiet sobs. I knew she was asleep, because I knew that she wouldn't have let someone hear her if she was awake. Yes, I know that it was my fault, but I couldn't help but wonder: what else made her so damaged? I knew that her home life couldn't be the only factor. What happened to her? My father had explained her as this bright, lively individual, but all I see is a broken girl. What happened? Something else happened. I wanted to know, but at the same time, I didn't. I never pushed people to tell their secrets, mainly because I refused to tell my own. I thought about all the possibilities, just to keep myself occupied, but every time I thought of something, I realized that it couldn't be possible. It couldn't be a boyfriend issue: I'd seen the way Jake looked at her, with so much love and care. I knew he would take care of her. Then I thought: maybe it was a friend issue? No, it couldn't be. I would hear her on the phone at late hours of the night, talking to Alli. Why would she have issues with a friend who is always there for her? It may have been stress with school. But that wasn't possible, because I've seen her take tests without studying. Perfect scores on almost everything. What else was there? Other than her family life. I was stumped. What could be hurting her?

When my alarm went off, I hadn't gotten a single second of shuteye. Clare's crying had stopped around 4 AM. Poor girl, she must have felt awful when she woke up. I got up from my bed, and walked over to a cardboard box, I hadn't gotten around to completely unpacking so most of my clothes were still in boxes. I pulled out a silver sequined tank top, and a blazer, and a pair of skinny jeans. Once I changed out of my pajamas, and put on the clothes, I went down stairs to get breakfast.

The first few periods were a drag. They went on slowly and tediously. Fourth period I had a study hall. Adam had History and Eli had gym. We decided to ditch together and hang out in the courtyard. For some reason it was still warm enough to sit outside for 45 minutes. When I got there, Adam was already there. He was sitting in one of the benches, facing away from me, with a binder open in his lap. I walked up behind him, and poked him, right below his shoulder blade, but it was a bit harder than I intended. He winced in pain.

"Sorry," I said, as he turned around.

"It's fine. I'm just sore," he said.

"Why are you sore?"

"I have not idea, I guess I just slept funny."

"Lay down," I told him.

"What?" he asked, confused.

"Just lay down on your stomach." With a confused look, he did so. I began running my hands over his back, looking for knots in his muscles. He winced.

"Sorry," I said.

"It's fine. It actually feels kind of good. AH!" he winced again.

"It's gonna hurt, but you will feel better once I'm done with you," I explained to him. He was tense. "Adam, just relax. It's gonna hurt you less if you are relaxed." He slowly relaxed, as I began working out a knot. After a few minuets, Eli finally showed up.

"Trying to seduce him with a massage, eh?" he said, with his smirk. I slapped him in the stomach.

"At least I can get laid," I said, jokingly, even though I haven't had sex in a while. He made a face at me, which made me laugh.

"You love me," I said, and blew him a kiss, then we laughed together playfully.

That's that chapter! I hope you guys liked it! Review, please?