A/N: Hey! This is my very first fanfiction, ever! Hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: If I owned Degrassi, I would have kept Jake all to myself!
I stared up into his hazel eyes thinking this couldn't be more perfect. A smile spread across my face as I shut my eyes as tight as I could to savour this moment. I, Clare Edwards was here standing alone in my kitchen with the boy whom I've had a crush on for weeks, Scott Jenkins. My eyes open and I realize his face was closer then before. I move my shaky hands up and place then around his neck. He slips his arms lightly around my waste sending electric shocks through my body. Our lips meet in a moment of pure bliss.
BANG!
Clare woke with a start hearing the door slam for the third time this week. Sighing she glanced at her clock, 7:30. Oh, god, its early. And on the one of the only days I can sleep in, too! Clare thought, rubbing her eyes. Swinging her legs over the side of her bed she placed her feet firmly on the floor. Clare quickly peeked at herself in the mirror making sure she looked presentable; remembering neither of her parents would be home all day. Bouncing out of her room, Clare wondered where all this energy came from. I mean, it's 7:45 am on a Saturday.
"Hello?" She called cautiously. "Is anyone there?" When no one answered Clare sighed and continued her walk to the kitchen.
"Well, hey there cutie." Came a voice from behind. Recognizing the tone, Clare slowly turned her body to face Scott. The sexy smile Clare has had stuck in her head for weeks was spread across his face. Looking down she realized she was still in her pink cow pyjamas her mom had bought her for Christmas last year.
"Um, w-what are you d-doing here?" Clare stuttered. Her ability to speak was completely lost when she was around him.
Scott 's smile grew bigger as he answered, "I left my keys here yesterday. I didn't mean to wake you."
"And you just had to get them at 7:30 in the morning?" Clare asked crossing her arms across her chest.
"Yes." Scott said sweetly stepping closer to Clare. Would this finally be the day we kiss? Clare thought nervously. This wasn't how she imaged their first kiss would go, not with her wearing her cow pyjamas and her hair unbrushed. Scott took another step closer, moving his face closer to hers. Clare tried to remember to breathe as his face kept getting closer and closer. She closed her eyes, her heart racing in anticipation.
Just as their lips were about to touch he moved his face to the side. "Nice pyjamas." He whispered in her ear. Her eyes flew open as he slid out of the room, smirking. Clare heard the front door open and shut, and then he was gone, leaving her standing in the living room, breathless.
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