Hey guys!

AllyTaylor here. :)

This is just a new idea I had.

I've been extremely busy lately, and had a lot on my mind so that is why I haven't updated in awhile.

An update for "Everyday of Forever" and "Always on my mind" will be out soon. Also check out my new story "The Hunger Games: Peeta's POV" if you haven't already. :)))

Disclaimer: I most certainly do not own "DEGRASSI" (last time I checked anyways), or any of Degrassi's characters. However, I take full credit for the new girl. :))

BTW, just in case you start wondering later... her name is pronounced: ETH- KNEE. ;]

Clare's POV-

Everything seemed perfectly normal when I sat down in my usual seat behind Eli, in English class. As soon as the bell rung, a girl walked in that I had never seen before. She had chocolate brown hair that reached all the way to her waist, with platinum blonde bangs, and hot pink streaks. She was heavily made-up, and had long, fake eyelashes. She was dressed head to toe in black, and clad in various chains. She had a ring on almost every finger. She was gorgeous, dark, and mysterious, all at the same time. I watched, as she walked in just like she owned the place.

"Class...We have a new student." Mrs. Dawes muttered, while pointing to the girl.

"Thanks for pointing out the obvious." I whispered, under my breath. Eli chuckled, at my sarcasm and frustration. The new girl stood there, awkwardly, staring straight at Eli, who was coloring in his nails with a sharpie, not paying any attention to the new, and intriguing student. Mrs. Dawes followed her gaze, and loudly cleared her throat. The girl turned back to face the teacher.

"Are you going to introduce yourself to the class?" Mrs. Dawes wondered.

"I'm Ethne." She muttered, still staring at Eli. I could feel my blood starting to boil.

"You can take a seat anywhere you'd like." Mrs. Dawes told her. The girl called Ethne nodded, and searched for a seat. She took the empty one next to Eli, of course. Eli was still shading his nails, completely oblivious to her. She sat down and rustled her papers loudly, in an unsuccessful attempt to get his attention. When that didn't work, she threw her pencil on the floor, and then tapped him on the shoulder. He sighed loudly, in annoyance, and put the cap on his sharpie.

"Can I help you?" He asked, uninterested in anything she would have to say. She pointed to the ground, at her pencil.

"Could you get that for me?" She wondered, in a voice as smooth as honey. He bent down, grabbed her pencil, and then handed it back to her., without even saying a word. Her face immediately fell from a small, dainty smile, to a frown. I giggled. She turned around in her chair to glare at me.

"What's so funny?" She hissed, hostility raging through her voice. Instantaneously, I decided I didn't like this girl at all.

"Your lame attempts at flirting with my boyfriend." I answered, in the same cold voice as her.

Half the room turned around, including Eli, to watch me and the new girl argue.

"Your boyfriend?" She asked, sarcastically. I smirked.

"I didn't stutter, did I?"

"You don't look like his type." She added.

"Funny. Neither do you." I retorted.

She rolled her eyes.

"You won't be saying that by the end of the week." She murmured.

"You don't intimidate me. And Eli would never go for you." I replied.

"Just wait, and see."

Eli's eyes narrowed.

"I'm with Clare." He told her, including himself in our conversation. If you could call it a 'conversation.'

"Not for long." She replied.

"Clare, Elijah, Ethne..." Mrs. Dawes interjected, "That is enough."

We all turned back to the board, and Mrs. Dawes returned to her lesson.

Soon enough, the bell rung, and students scattered around the room, shoving past each other to get out the door. Eli and I made our way to the exit, patiently. Ethne walked by and "accidentally" ran into me, on my out the door. I just ignored her, not paying her the attention that she so desperately longs for.

"You really hate her don't you?" Eli wondered.

"Well, I don't exactly like her." I answered.

He chuckled."Well, obviously."

"Did you see how she was looking at you?" I asked.

His eyebrows furrowed.

"No. The only girl I pay any attention to is you, Clare."

I grinned, satisfied, and grabbed his hand.

"I love you." I muttered, before having to part ways with him to go to my next class.

"I love you, too." He replied, pushing a lock of hair out of my face.

I stepped on my tippy toes, and kissed him, before quickly walking away, so a teacher wouldn't see.

"I'll see you at lunch!" I called over my shoulder.

He smirked. "Guess you will." He called back, reminding me of the very first day we met, when he ran over my glasses. I grinned, unable to contain my happiness, as I walked to Calculus. That grin disappeared, as I stepped through the door, and took my seat...

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So, I'm thinking that for this story..(THIS STORY ONLY.) I will only write in Clare's POV. It's easier that way, and I'll be able to get chapters out faster. BUT,, tell me your thoughts on this. I'm officially declaring a vote. :))

Who wants Eli's POV?

And, who is fine with only Clare's perspective?...

AND... drum roll...

Who wants me to take a humongous leap here and write in Ethne's POV?

Tell me your thoughts.

If you dont want to tell me in a review, message me. BUT, vote.

Thanks. :]

Oh, and review.