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I sat quietly in the passenger seat of Morty while Eli tapped the beat of the angry, screamo music blasting in the background. I wondered what he would do if he could see me. I thought. Would he be ecstatic? Would he cry? Would he doubt his sanity? Would he even care at all?

I looked out the window as my eyes studied the school before Eli and I. It was a nice, simple school. Degrassi Community School was it's name. Sure, it had a good reputation, but I knew that Eli would never get the satisfaction from this new school that he got from Pearson High School, because that was where he met me.

"Everyone," Mrs. Forster, my old English teacher had said. Mrs. Forster was a blond, 30-something woman with brown glasses, and chubby arms. "This is our new student. Her name is Julia." She pointed to me, even though it was obvious that I was the new student because I was the only one standing in front of the whole class. "Julia, will you tell the class some things about yourself?"

"Um," I said awkwardly, staring down at my feet. I didn't know what to say. There really wasn't much to say. I was a simple, boring girl who hated attention. I could feel my ivory face picking up heat, and I knew that I must be sporting a crimson-like colour on my face. "No, thanks."

I could hear a few muffled giggles from people throughout the class, which caused my face to pick up even more heat and for me to start chewing on my lower lip.

"Um, okay." Mrs. Forster said questioningly. "You can sit down wherever there's an open seat for now."

Shit. I thought. I would have rather she had just assigned me a seat, for I didn't know anyone in the class yet and it would be awkward for me to pick a seat without knowing the person I was sitting next to. I lingered at the front of the room, my eyes scanning the class for open seats. There was an open seat between a blonde preppy girl chomping away on her gum hastily, and an odorous boy who I could smell from across the room. My eyes scanned some more. The next open seat I saw was in the very back of the room, next to an attractive boy with grown-out dark brown hair and heavy black clothing. There was a black marker in his right hand while his left hand was lying on the desk before him, and he started to color in his fingernails.

"Julia, what are you waiting for?" Mrs. Forster asked, looking at me like I had two heads. She might as well have just tied a knot in my throat right there. The students couldn't control their laughter anymore, and were open about it. The only person in the classroom not laughing was the boy colouring in his fingernails, who stared at his peers with a look of disgust. It took a lot of strength to keep the tears from rolling down my face at that moment.

I moved my feet quickly towards the back of the room, and slid into the chair next to the boy. His individuality had already left me intrigued, and I stared at him while he continued to colour his fingernails.

"Like what you see?" The boy whispered playfully, not looking up. Shiiiiiiit.

"Um," My knot in my throat caused my voice to crack on the syllable. "What?"

"It's okay," The boy assured. "I applaud you." Unique, yet puzzling.

"For what?" I asked.

"All these girls in here are too nervous around me. They are all too shy to sit next to me because they all secretly want me. You, on the other hand, are brave enough to make a move by sitting next to me. And for that, I applaud you, Jules." I smiled at this boy's humour, and at his new little nickname for me. I sat there, at a loss of what to say.

"My name's Eli." He said, giving me a heart-melting smirk.

"Julia." I said before giving myself a face palm. He already knew that.

"Jules." He corrected. And just like that, the knot was gone.

My memory was interrupted by a sudden crunch. I looked over at Eli and he had a surprised look on his face. He stopped the car, turned down the music a little, and exited. I got out as well and walked over to his side. There stood two girls.

One of them was dark skinned and had long, shiny black hair. She had big brown eyes and a lot of makeup, but it suited her. I took my time watching her face as she looked at Eli who was bending down and retrieving an object that he had run over. Her eyes studies him with a strange look, the kind of look most people give Eli. I giggled to myself.

The other girl was a little bit taller, but much paler. She had short, auburn ringlets that came down just below her chin. Her eyes stared excitedly at Eli, a look that I was very familiar with. It was the same look I had given Eli on my first day of school. She was wearing out-of-style clothes, but it made her look cute and innocent. That poor girl, I thought. Eli will never go for her. She seems too innocent, too preppy. Eli goes for girls like me. Girls that can listen to Dead Hand and not want to cut their ears off. Girls who wear black nail polish and so many rings that they fill up all ten fingers. Girls like him.

"I think they're dead." Eli joked, handing the auburn-haired girl a pair of cracked glasses.

"It's okay. I, uh, I don't need them anymore." She said nervously, looking at her feet. "Got.. Laser surgery." Eli eyed her up and down, which made me uneasy.

"You have pretty eyes." Eli remarked. It felt as if those words started to pierce my heart. This was the first time Eli had flirted with another girl since my death. Eli always used to tell me that my eyes were pretty, even though I knew he was lying. My eyes were just plain, boring and brown. I never thought that brown eyes were pretty. But this girl, her eyes were gorgeous. They were a bright, baby-blue that sparkled each time Eli looked at her.

I knew this comment made her happy, even though she tried hard not to show it. "I'll, uh, see you around?"

"Guess you will." And with that, I followed the boy to whom I belonged to, even though I wasn't so sure he still belonged to me.

Okay well that was a pretty sucky beginning. It will be better, I promise. Do you think I should continue doing the plots that happened in the show? Or should I make up my own. I have a few ideas, I'm just not sure which one I want to pick yet.

*Side note: I don't think brown eyes are ugly at all, I have brown eyes myself. Haha, didn't mean to offend anyone.

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