Chapter 1: You Have Pretty Eyes
Clare's P.O.V.:
*CRACK*
I cringed at the sound of my very expensive glasses breaking into tiny, little pieces under the tire of a… hearse? What was a hearse doing at Degrassi? Did someone die? No. No one died, Clare, or else you would have heard about it. Then… what was it doing. Here. In the parking lot. Of Degrassi Community School?
Then I heard the door of the hearse open and close. A pair of black combat boots walked over to the car's front left tire and picked my crushed glasses off the ground. He held them out to me and said, "I think they're dead." I looked up quickly. I was just staring at the place where my very, very expensive glasses were shattered in shock, in a trance almost. I expected a creepy, old, and ugly man with a chainsaw holding my very, very, very expensive glasses in his hand. Ugh! Clare, just get over it. They weren't that expensive! Instead I saw completely the opposite of what I was expecting. I saw a boy around my age clad in all black with a very cute smirk on his face. No chainsaw in sight!
I took the glasses from him and examined them closely to see if they were even remotely repairable. No chance. They snapped in three places. I looked back up at the mysterious boy and noticed that he had pale green eyes that were almost hypnotizing. I could see them almost hidden by his dark brown, almost black, shoulder-length hair. I forced myself to look away from his eyes, but I didn't want to.
"It's okay. I umm…" I stuttered, why was he making me so nervous? "I got l-laser eye surgery." He leaned closer to me. Is he going to kiss me? Of course not, Clare, you just met him! It would be completely uncalled for if he just kissed me without spending five minutes with me! "You have pretty eyes," he stated while leaning back out.
Wow! I don't get complimented often, even after my summer transformation. I changed my hair, my wardrobe, my eyes. It took me by surprise and I looked down blushing. This boy was making me blush! "Thanks. I'll, uh, see you around?" I tried to ask firmly but instead I made it sound like a question. Smooth, Clare. Very smooth. He smirked when I said this and said, "Guess you will." He got back in his car, or erm, hearse and drove away. I just stared at it as it was disappearing out of sight.
"Clare? Clare. CLARE!" I got startled by the sound of my name. I looked around trying to find where the voice was coming from when I saw Alli standing next to me with a huge grin on her face. Was she there the whole time? Oh yeah. She was the one who practically threw my glasses into the street. How could I have forgotten she was there? "Clare. I've seen that look before," she pointed out. "What are you talking about?" I asked even though I already knew what she meant. "That look," she said bouncing on the balls of her feet, "You so completely like him, don't you? Huh? Huh?"
I blushed again. She was right, but I would never admit that to her right now. "No I'm not. I just met the guy." "Mhmm," she said not believing me, "whatever you say!" There was a pause as we continued walking towards our houses. We always walked together before and after school.
"Clare, I'm really sorry about your glasses," she told me worriedly. I guess she expected me to be mad because it kind of was her fault my glasses died. Died? I never said things like that! Where was this coming from? Before I could ponder over this further I heard Alli say, "I can pay for them if you want! I have some money saved up in-." "No, Alli, it's okay, really," I said reassuringly. She sighed in a relieved way and continued looking forward as we walked. I took one last look at my glasses and threw them away in a nearby trash can. One day I'll have to thank her. Now there's no reason for me to go back to the "Old Clare" and hide my "pretty eyes." I blushed again at that thought. I think this year is going to be full of surprises.
Next chapter is when they meet again in English! This is before they are assigned to be partners! Can't wait to write it! Thanks for reading and please rate and review! Mua! Mua! Love you all!
- Pi. Lo. Sa.