Disclaimer: I don't own Degrassi
I stopped at my locker like usual before lunch where I'd meet Clare and Adam, after I shut my locker I noticed Clare standing next to it.
"How long have you been standing there?" I asked curiously as Clare chewed her bottom lip.
"Not long." She replied
"What's wrong?" I asked noticing the looked on her face meant something.
"I don't know what to do my essay on." She said causing me to chuckle and step closer to her and placed my hands on her hips, immediately she wrapped her hands around my neck.
"I'm sure you'll think of something." I said, she let out a deep sigh "Clare, I'm sure you'll be ok." I stated knowingly as I bent down to kiss her. I licked Clare's bottom lip, I snaked my tongue into her mouth as she parted her lips, her mouth tasted so good I almost moaned into it.
"Whore." someone called out causing Clare and I to break apart and me too look around.
"Who do you think you're calling a whore?" I asked the guy walking away since the hall was cleared of everyone else.
"Your girlfriend." The brown haired guy said as he turned towards us.
"KC I'm not a whore." Clare said making everything click now, reminding me of what she said about him.
"You know the song goes 'The poor groom's bride is a whore.' not 'The guy's girlfriend is a whore.' maybe you should get the lyrics right." I chuckled.
"I like rap not that other crap you listen to." he said
'Well maybe if you actually remembered who Clare is you'd realize your mistake. There's no possible way that she's a whore and I'd like you to apologize to her." I said walking towards him.
"I'm not apologizing to a whore." KC said venomously causing me to get more pissed off.
"Maybe you should think about who you're calling a whore. Take Clare for instance, she's known as a saint, wouldn't go against her beliefs, and wouldn't hurt anyone. Now take your girlfriend is she a saint? No, you cheated on Clare with her so we all know she's had sex and probably with other guys before you so you might want to get checked out, she was Clare's best friend, but used her to get to you. Who's the whore now, Clare or your girlfriend who probably slept with all the boys in her old school?" I stated venomously at him. KC stayed quiet "Don't you ever talk bad about Clare again." I stated dryly at him as I turned around and took Clare's hand. "Ready to go to lunch?" I asked her as we descended down the long hallway to the cafeteria.