Disclaimer: I do not own Degrassi or Looking for Alaska by John Green. All ideas are sole property of their rightful owners.

Clare

I tossed and turned in bed, frustrated. I hadn't been able to sleep for days; mostly because A) My parents had been fighting, loudly, until the early hours of the morning and B) Thoughts keep running through my head on repeat, I couldn't turn them off. They were about nothing and everything all at once and when I finally did manage to shut them off, even for the briefest period of time, I realized just how deafening the silence is. I sighed in desperation, I needed to do something that wasn't sitting in bed being frustrated.

I threw off the covers, it was three twenty-six in the morning. I picked up a pen, and did the one thing I knew wouldn't fail me. I started writing. I had been reading Looking For Alaska and it really made me think. At the top of my note book I wrote "The nature of the labyrinth, and the way out." Just like Pudge had done in Dr. Hyde's class. I couldn't help but think of Alaska while I was writing, I don't know why. Being this crazy, mysterious figure that she was, seemingly not afraid of anything almost hit a nerve in a sense. She kept trying to find a way out of this labyrinth and when she finally did, we could never know if she left on purpose, but the not knowing is what pulled me in.

A while later, I heard a car honking outside my house. I ignored it for about four minutes, the car kept honking. I got up and looked out my window to see a hearse outside my door. I ran down the stairs, the noise had probably already woken the neighbors and would soon wake my parents.

I jumped off the front steps, barefoot in my pajamas and ran up to the passenger-side window. Eli rolled down the window.

"Eli! What are you doing at my house at five forty-five in the morning?"

"Hi Eli, good to see you, are you offering me an awesome day out? Why yes Clare I am!"

"I'm not even dressed, showered, etcetera, etcetera."

"Well hurry up then! You have five minutes before I start honking again. Starting...NOW!" He smirked at me, I knew he would do it too. It's not like I didn't want to spend the day with Eli, it's just that you never know what he'll make you do.

I grabbed my sweatpants and a tee-shirt I had lying around, swished around some mouthwash, grabbed my "just in case of Eli essentials" bag, slipped on my running shoes and bolted out the door with thirty seconds to spare.

"I see you've dressed up for the occasion."

"I'm sorry A) I didn't know I needed to dress up for you and B) It's five fifty A.M on a Saturday morning, I was given five minutes to get ready for God knows what you have planned. I think you should give credit where credit is due Goldsworthy."

He smirked and chuckled at that, "Fair enough." He stared to ease onto the road and we were on Queen Street West in no time flat. Not that I live too far from there to begin with.

"So where are we going?"

"We're getting Adam next, the rest is secret."

We drove for ten minutes headed east bound until we reached Dovercourt Road. Eli pulled over and proceeded to honk, just like he had done in front of my house. Adam took longer to answer than I did, some neighbors even came outside to see what was up, Eli just smiled. Adam finally came out, seven minutes later.

"What. The actual. Fuck. Eli! Seriously? It's six in the morning, ON A SATURDAY!"

"Adam, we're kidnapping you, you have five minutes to get ready."

Adam just crossed his arms, "And what if I say no?"

"Saying yes or no makes it seem like you have an option. Do what I say or else."

"Or else what?"

Eli smirked and slammed his hand into the horn. Adam and I covered our ears.

"OKAY, OKAY!" he ran inside.

"I thought it was just going to be us today." I said quietly.

"Oh, so you wanted to be alone with me." He wiggled his eyebrows.

"You're such a loser." I laughed.

"I maybe a loser Clare Bear but I am after all your loser. You're stuck with me for good."

"I think I can handle that."

It had been five minutes and Adam still hadn't come out, so as promised, Eli stared honking. Adam came sprinting out after the third honk.

"Jesus Christ, Eli." And he climbed into the back.

"Soo, where to now?" Adam asked.

"That's for me to know and for you to find out."

Adam lied down and sighed, he mumbled, "Sometimes I wonder about you Eli."

He shut his eyes and was snoring a few minutes later. We had just passed College Street, when the hearse came to a stop in front of a Wal-Mart.

"Stop number one, ADAM!" Eli yelled.

"AHHH!" Adam flailed his arms and legs around until he sat up.

"Today, my friends, we are going to right some wrongs and wrong some rights."

"So why are we at Wal-Mart?"

"Ah, Grasshopper, if we are going to do these wondrous things, first we'll need to shop." He pulled a list from his back pocket.

"Okay so, Adam. I need you to get invisible fishing line, shaving cream you know the one that like is wipe off? From like Venus or something, get that one, batteries, and Vaseline; there are three tub sizes the baby size, the normal size and the Big Fat Daddy tub of Vaseline, I need you to get that one."

"How will I know which one it is?"

"Trust me you'll know it when you see it."

"Okay, Clare. I need you to get some toilet paper, red spray paint, the latest edition of The Star and red lipstick."

"Ookayy, whatever you say weirdo."

"What'll you get Eli" Adam asked.

"I will be getting fish, lots of fish, sharpies, a lock picking set, a flashlight and an air horn."

Adam and I just looked at each other.

"We have thirty minutes, synchronize watches! And...GO!"

We all jumped out of the hearse and ran into Wal-Mart. God knows what will happen today.

So, this was originally gonna be a song fic but I got carried away and it wasn't going to work out. What do you think? Do you want some more? It probably be like max 3 more chapters if I continued because I really need to work on If You Really Knew Me. Also, I'm pretty sure there's no Wal-Mart on College St. But they were close by and I didn't want them to drive like all the way to like St. Clair and Eglington just to go to Wal-Mart! I know where all this crap is this because I live here, well not on College but you get what I mean. Haha I'll stop talking. 5 MINS TILL DEGRASSI! This story was inspired by Paper Towns by John Green because Eli reminds me of Margo Roth Spiegelman.

Sorry I keep editing this but I HATE spelling and grammar mistakes.

Best Wishes!

-NDC