Second Story. Big changes from the show, but I will keep some things the same. I hope you guys like it, but even if you don't, reviews are helpful and appreciated.

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Today was not Eli Goldsworthy's day.

He'd been wide away for half the night, and when he finally did manage to doze off his alarm clock brought him back to reality minutes later. He staggered out of bed, only to trip and fall over his combat boots that he had chucked to the floor the night before. By the time he made it out of his house, he was late and missing his lucky ring. He cranked up the music in Morty and sped off in the direction of his newest school, Degrassi.

Eli hated being the new kid, as if he didn't stand out enough. When you were new, you were clueless, powerless.

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Clare sighed and reassured her mother, for what she was sure was the thousandth time today, that everything would be okay. Helen Edwards was well known for her paranoia, but Clare thought that this was excessive. Apparently her mother believed that going to school, something that practically every single teenager did, was a deadly situation.

Clare supposed she could see some reason for panic, as it was her first day at an actual school, but her best friend Alli was going to be there.

Clare had been homeschooled her entire life, and the only reason she knew Alli was because their moms were in the same book club a few years ago. One day, Alli had been dragged to a meeting at Clare's house and the two had instantly clicked. Last year, Alli suggested that Clare try a real high school, and when they learned that Degrassi accepted students like Clare, Alli's shrieks of delight could be heard from miles away.

Clare speculated on what her new school would be like as her mother fretted over every possible way her day could go wrong. She'd heard all about Degrassi's past, but honestly she couldn't care less. She was practically bursting with joy to finally experience a normal school day, and she was sure nothing could ruin this day.

Oh how naïve she was.

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After five minutes of searching for his locker, Eli was now struggling to unlock it. He briefly wondered who owned the lockers adjacent to his, but then realized he really didn't give a damn.

The principal's eye's had almost popped out of his head when he met Eli, and try as he might, Eli couldn't ignore the strange looks he was receiving. His mind clouded and he fought the urge to scream at the onlookers. He wanted to enlighten them with the idea that staring was rude and it was considered nice to give a guy a break every once in a blue moon.

He thought he had finally managed to crack the combination when someone smacked into him from behind, causing him to run headfirst into his now open locker.

"What the FUCK?" He shouted as a girl simultaneously shrieked, "Alli!"

Eli whipped around, seething at the person who had the nerve to slam him like that. He did not expect the sight he met.

Two girls. One clutching onto the other, frantically whipping her head around, confused. The other staring straight at me with a slightly horrified expression.

"Alli, Alli, what's happening?" the confused girl asked. She was slightly shorter than Eli, auburn hair that curled into perfect little ringlets. Her pale skin contrasted with her bright blue eyes which were wide with astonishment. Her lips were open and a luscious red color. She seemed to be thinking intently about something, almost like she was trying to decipher everything around her. She was beautiful.

The other girl, Alli, was almost her opposite in looks. She had straight black hair, and her skin was much darker. She was probably around the same height as the girl, if not shorter, except that she had chosen to wear incredibly high heels. Her chocolaty brown eyes where accented heavily with makeup and she'd covered her lips in a pale pink color. A very pretty girl indeed, but not Eli's type.

Alli seemed to snap out of her trance, and I realized she'd been staring for almost a minute now.

"Clare, it's fine." She soothed, she turned back to me again. "I am so, so sorry. I got distracted and didn't look where I was leading her." She explained.

Wait – did she just say, leading her? What is that supposed to mean? But I studied the girl, Clare, and suddenly it all made sense. The confusion, the way she never focused on one thing, Clare was blind.

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Still as lost as ever, I could only assume that Alli had stopped paying attention to where she was going – probably distracted by a guy – and caused me to run into an innocent, not-so-cheerful bystander.

There was a pause after Alli explained, and I knew that he was slowly figuring it out. I knew I better speak before he decided I was a freak to avoid at all costs.

"Sorry about that," I said, "My friend Alli here gets distracted easily. I'm Clare." I stuck out my hand towards the general direction of his voice. I felt his hand take mine, and he shook it. He had a firm grip, the kind I preferred.

"Uh, Eli. Eli Goldsworthy" he replied. His voice was deep, but not terribly so, and slightly gruff. I liked it, I really liked it.

"It was nice meeting you, Eli," Alli interjected, "But we have to get going. I need to drop Clare off at her class before I go to mine."

"What class do you have, Clare?" He asked.

"English." I responded automatically, "Why?"

He chuckled. God that was sexy. "Me too, I'll walk you to class."

I was going to ask if he was sure, but Alli squealed and practically shoved me towards him, yelling a quick "Bye Clare!" as she ran off down the hallway.

What an earth had she gotten me into this time?

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