• Clare: And so early in the morning? That must be some kind of record. You flatter me greatly, monsieur. If you play your cards right, that just might happen.
  • Eli: I'm delirious since I've yet to sleep, the laughter just comes pouring out of me. You're only making it easier. You deserve every last compliment. I plan on it.
  • Clare: You should get some sleep then, silly. I am glad you're so lively now, even if it's from a lack of sleep. Thank you; you're far too sweet. I'm holding you to that.

  • Clare: I pale in comparison to the great Eli Goldsworthy. I do make for one fine editor, if I do say so myself. If you're lucky, I'll share a story one day. :3
  • Eli: You just earned a loud scoff from me. You're far more eloquent than I am half the time, believe me. Indeed you do, you jack-of-all-trades. I sure hope my luck will pull through then.
  • Clare: And so early in the morning? That must be some kind of record. You flatter me greatly, monsieur. If you play your cards right, that just might happen.

  • Clare: Always so mysterious but fine. I suppose I can take the suspense a bit longer. Nope, I think she's accurate. That's very reassuring. I love the sound of that. You've always had a way with words.
  • Eli: It's a skill. I could say the same for you. You should try telling me a story at some point.
  • Clare: I pale in comparison to the great Eli Goldsworthy. I do make for one fine editor, if I do say so myself. If you're lucky, I'll share a story one day. :3

  • Clare: If I were in her shoes, I know that'd be my reaction. I could easily see her still being in awe of him and wondering how she managed to be so lucky. You're welcome. I'd love to hear the rest but I'm hoping that tale won't have an ending.
  • Eli: You'll find out her name and all that jazz next time. If she truly thinks that, then she's a ridiculous girl. It actually doesn't, luckily for us. I'll always be tacking on little chapters.
  • Clare: Always so mysterious but fine. I suppose I can take the suspense a bit longer. Nope, I think she's accurate. That's very reassuring. I love the sound of that. You've always had a way with words.

  • Eli: I bet it was. I know he was quite taken by her, right when he saw her. And he's still just as enamored with her now. That's very kind of you, m'lady. Thank you. I'll continue the tale for you whenever you like.
  • Clare: If I were in her shoes, I know that'd be my reaction. I could easily see her still being in awe of him and wondering how she managed to be so lucky. You're welcome. I'd love to hear the rest but I'm hoping that tale won't have an ending.

  • Eli: It gets considerably better. After hearing a small crunching noise beneath his tires, he stepped out of his car, certain that he'd run over a poor unsuspecting niner. To his dismay, it wasn't anything nearly as interesting, and instead it was a pair of glasses.Well, now it was nothing more than wire and broken glass, but I digress. As he looked up to see who they had belonged to, he was met with the most amazing pair of blue eyes he'd ever had the pleasure of viewing. They rattled him in a way nothing else had. He was sure it must have been the sleep deprivation getting to him, but he still couldn't tear his gaze away from hers. After a short exchange of words, (where he so boldly complimented her eyes) he walked away, knowing something about the school was definitely worth attending, even if he couldn't quite put a finger on it. The end.
  • Clare: That was a very, very nice story. Ari seems like a great guy, bold yes, but very romantic. I'd imagine the girl was taken aback to have someone like him take notice. Must have been a turning point for the both of them. You get two thumbs up.

  • Eli: Gladly. His first week at a new school was hectic, to say the least. He wasn't fond of the jocks and hormonal couples that had a tendency to swarm around his locker, and he found the classes dull and entirely lacking in the challenge department. One day, he found himself pondering not going in. Truly, he lacked the interest, but the sound of his mother yelling at him to get ready was enough persuasion to get going. Realizing he was a little late, he drove hastily to the school. In his haste, he hadn't even realized upon pulling up to the building that he'd crushed something under the weight of his hearse. And that was when it all happened. Intrigued to know what happened?
  • Clare: Sounds like Ari was off to a bit of a rough start. I like this story a lot so far. I trust it gets better? Proceed. :3

  • Eli: There better not be a reason, ever. Alright. This one might be loosely based off of true events. Maybe. Anyway, as I was saying. There was once a very forlorn and melancholy young man. We'll call him Ari, for all intents and purposes. He could never seem to catch a break, between unknowingly suffering from bipolar disorder, to losing his girlfriend and best friend to a tragic accident, life wasn't looking up for him. He often found himself wishing things would simply come to an end, when his parents decided it was time for a change of scenery. That was when things were destined to change. Shall I continue?
  • Clare: We'll avoid it at all cost. This story is off to an interesting start. Ari has my full attention. Please, carry on.

  • Eli: You're wasting your time on that creep. Maybe so, but it was a promise I intend on keeping. I'm sorry babe. Want me to tell you a story?
  • Clare: That's still debatable in my mind. I'm hoping there won't come a time to put that to the test. Thanks. A story? Sure. =]

  • Eli: He's not good for you. I already warned him, he touches you, he's dead. Fine, what do you want to talk about, my love?
  • Clare: I still miss him, as irrational as that may be. Harsh, no? But I am glad you're there for me, not that I ever doubted you would be. I'm not sure. My head is killing me right now. You can decide.