Song: "Flying At Tree Level"—Brand New. Go listen((:

We were doomed from the start, as starters are.
Why am I doing this?
Digging my own grave.
Though it's shallow, I would lie in it.
We're down in the basement, in the dark,
After we crashed your car.
Hoping fast that my arrow hits the mark,
So you know who we are.

Please keep the reporters at bay.
This a matter of life and death,
But I deal with things like this every day.
Please keep the reporters at bay.
You never do what I tell you to.
You never do what I say.

We've been hurting a long time.
Trying hard for this.
We all have sizable scars.
We got it.
You'd break it all apart.
We got it.
We can make it work like this, like this, like this

Yes we are a bullet in the heart and the message sent.
Always dragging your feet over sand and over hot cement.
Make a list of your favorites.
Write it down.
Make it legible.
A problem we're always facing.
We never rest.
You either push or pull.

Please keep the crowd under control.
This is a matter of life and death,
And we're not prepared.
I just want you to know.
Please keep the crowd under control.
This is the weight of my conscience.
This is an all-time low.

We've been hurting a long time.
Trying hard for this.
We all have sizable scars.
We got it.
You'd break it all apart.
We got it.
We can make it work like this, like this, like this

I see my baby.
She's starry eyed.
I feel my bones break all the time.
I see my baby.
She's starry eyed.
She follows. Don't call me unkind.

I see my baby.
She's starry eyed.
I feel my bones break all the time.
I see my baby.
She's starry eyed.
She follows. Don't call me unkind.

We've been hurting a long time.
Trying hard for this.
We all have sizable scars.
We got it.
You'd break it all apart.
We got it.
We can make it work like this, like this, like this

We've been hurting a long time.
Trying hard for this.
We all have sizable scars.
We got it.
You'd break it all apart.
We got it.
We could make it work like this, like this, like this.


Clare sat her suitcase down at the other end of the room. She and Jake had decided on having separate rooms, though neither of them were sure if that would help keep them apart. They'd probably just sleep in the same room anyway. …No one said they had to do anything, though. It would be the same as when one of them would sleep over at the other's house, except this time they were dating.

"Hey." Jake called from his room, the master bedroom. He offered it to Clare, but she declined. "Are you finished unpacking?" He came into the room.

She nodded. "Yeah.

"Then let our vacation begin." He stuck his hand out for her's, leading her to the living room. She put on a sheepish smile. Nearly halfway through the drive up here, she was starting to regret coming. Her parents had agreed, but then again, they didn't know about Clare and Jake's relationship. And they definitely didn't know about what came along with that… But now that they'd had sex, spending time alone with him, especially when their parents were hours away, was…a little bit frightening, actually.

She could barely focus on the movie. Her thoughts were about Jake's arm around her waist, her head on his shoulder. If only Alli was here. If only her mother had said no. She'd rather spend all summer at home, hiding her relationship with Jake. Anything would be better than having to feel …trapped.

Would it be like normal days? Ones where they would wake up, have breakfast, and then just hang out all day? Just like they did as friends... Or would they spend their time cuddling together on the couch; making out; having a repeat of something that they shouldn't have done? I mean, she didn't regret anything she'd done with Jake, but it definitely would have been a lot easier if they had waited a little longer. And even though he'd never force her to do anything, she still had to be cautious. They'd both been raised the right way, but now that they were…connecting in an alternative way that their parents had hoped wouldn't happen, nothing was what should be expected.

"Clare." Jake whispered. "Are you okay?"

She nodded. "It's just been a while since we've been here."

"Yeah. It's just like when we were kids and used to come here for vacation."

Except we're not kids anymore.

"What do you mean?"

Oh my God… I said that out loud. "Um…I meant that when we were kids, all we needed was fun and we were set. Now, it's different, and it's not just because we're here alone. …I mean, it kinda is that though."

"Oh, you miss Alli."

"Yeah." She nodded again. Well, that and because if she was here, I wouldn't have to watch my every move.

"If you really wanted her to come, she could have. You can call her. I'm sure it won't take that long to get here." He dialed Alli's number and handed Clare his cell phone.

"You're serious?"

"Yeah. Invite whoever you want. It doesn't matter. I mean, we were supposed to have this Summer for ourselves, but we couldn't act more like ourselves unless Alli was here to bring out the crazy in everyone."

Clare smiled, hearing Alli's voice. "Hey, Alli, I think I have an offer for you."