I've always had these storylines in my head for all these AU Couples but realize some people may not like them. So I'll be doing oneshots of the ones I've always wondered about. I'll be sure to give you a list at the ending but you can of course feel free to say one if it isn't on my Crackship list. Who knows, I try to be open-minded and consider. Anyway this AU Couple is KC/Clare: in the middle of Junior Year I'd like to say. i know they're not technically an AU considering they were once together but it's highly unlikely they'll be back together in the TV show. So I decided to revisit the idea with them. Enjoy! :)
My mind started drifting as I headed toward the lunch table. I debated which table I should choose, going over the pro's and con's of each one. It's not like I was popular or anything because that'd be the biggest understatement of the year. It's just, from freshman to junior, I made not only regrets, but different circles of friends as they did the same. Unlike all the other days where I usually sat wherever Ali did, I had to ponder for a certain reason.
Option number one was to take the liberty and sit with Ali. The only thing was Jake kept moving back and forth from two groups, Ali being the girlfriend he goes back to. I'm honestly over the whole situation but it's still awkward for all of us. The rest of the party included Jenna, Wesley, Connor, Hanna, and Liam. And since Jenna and Liam have just made themselves official, I do not want to be in that "single friends" category.
Option number two would be to sit with Adam and Eli's group but once again, Jake sits there as well for the fact that he's now in some budding relationship with Drew. The rest of the party would be Katie, who is absolutely annoyed of me, Marisol, and Dave. But in all honesty, I don't think I'd fit in with any of them.
Bianca and her group isn't even a option. Although we hae become somewhat good friends during the summer, she's sitting with Imogen and Mo. Like I said before, Imogen and I are still on very rocky terms. She says she's over the whole Eli thing and we have agreed to be polite in front of Bianca but that doesn't mean we're the best of friends. Also, Mo has been swarming me with questions on Ali because it's obvious he has the biggest crush on her. I don't feel like refreshing on why Ali's taken.
My thoughts quickly vanished as excruciating pain entered my nose from an incoming red ball. Immediately, I collapsed, noticing tiny blood droplets hitting the floor. Luckily, I didn't black out and I'm pretty sure my nose didn't break. Or else, I'd be screaming for the dear life of me. A figure of a tall, shaggy-haired, blonde boy rushed towards me.
I could easily recognize the familiar face of KC Guthrie as he knelt down beside me.
"Crap, Clare, I am so sorry!" KC cried as he took notice in my bloody nose. I could see some of the other guys, probably friends of KC's, looking over me. "Guys, I got it. Just keep moving the cart." They did as they were told and my eyes adverted over to what they were pushing which was a metal crate of other red balls.
"It's fine," I assured, trying to pull myself up until KC helped me get my upper body off the floor. "I mean, balls are always in my face," I quickly stated as KC started chuckling which left me confused. Then it hit me. "Not like that!"
"Here, let me take you to the nurse," he said, pulling me up once again, this time, enough for me to get back on my two feet. I tried to walk, but the throbbing in my head only made it worse. I nearly fell once again but this time, KC caught me. "For now, I'll be your crutch." He wrapped his arm around my waist as I leaned against his side. I looked behind me to see if any of my friends noticed the crime scene. They didn't. It was a blessing yet a let down in disguise.
"So, tell me how I got hit in the face with a red ball?" I questioned as we started picking up our feet. My voice sounded a little more nasally for the fact that I squeezed the sides as a temporary blockage of the blood.
"Oh, Clare, always quick to get her answer. How some things never change," KC teased as I could feel a smile spread over his face.
"But I'll share, there's going to be a dodgeball tournament in the gym after school. Me and some the guys volunteered to bring in some of the dodgeballs during lunch. But one them fell out and I went after it as it rolled away. Since it was far enough distance, I threw it out to Owen but it decided it liked you better. In my defense, Owen was in front of you which means he should've caught it," he explained.
"Oh, KC, horsing around and blaming others. How some things never change," I echoed his previous comment as we entered the nurse's office.
"You know, you really don't have to wait with me," I addressed as my butt was planted on one of the sanitary-napkin chairs. The nurse said no crucial damage was done but she said I could wait for my nosebleed to dry until lunch ends.
"No, it's the least I could do. Plus, I want to see what good ol' Clare Edwards has been up to lately," he insisted, taking a seat beside me. This is all weird to me. Sophomore year I barely spoke or nonetheless heard about this guy, unless it came out of Jenna's mouth. The last time we were actually on speaking terms was before I stormed off on him on the brink of freshman year ending. And now, we're talking as if we were long lost pals. But I'm not one to judge.
"You know the usual: keeping up with my GPA, newspaper, dealing with ex boyfriends, and the mom getting remarried," I enthused to his eyes widening.
"Wow, that's definitely a mouthful. Wait, I thought your parents were already married?" KC inquired. Oh yeah, I forgot my parents didn't get a divorce when I was in ninth grade.
"They separated last year. And now my mom's getting married to an old friend. An ex boyfriend's father for that matter," I added.
"Talk about an awkward moment at the dinner table," KC remarked.
"Sorry, I shouldn't have said that," I apologized to my verbal vomit.
"It's fine. I need to be refreshed on how the girls talk anyway," he said.
"What do you mean by that? From what I heard of last year, the ladies couldn't take their hands off of you," I teased, not realizing how insulting that could've went depending how he took it. Luckily, he didn't seem to get angered, only less lively.
"Yeah, until I screwed things up," KC sighed. "But I don't even want to get into that. Plus, you're the one who had a guy crash his car and write a play for you. You should be the one getting teased about being the object of the opposite sex's affection."
"Oh, dear, now that is something that should be buried into the past. Actually, like you, my appeal has digressed this year. I haven't had a date for months!" I exclaimed. I didn't mean it in a bad way, I liked having time to myself. But not going lie, it is nice to have someone appreciate you.
"Maybe that's for the best," KC winked.
"Ouch! I never thought one could be so nasty," I shot at.
"Hey, you're the one who said you're used to balls in your face," he smirked as we both started laughing.
"Who would've ever thought KC Guthrie and Clare Edwards, once infamous ex lovers, could share a laugh again" I said.
"I don't recall ever laughing with you actually. I mean, not like this," KC lightly retorted. Touché.
"Just keeping those verbal harpoons coming, huh?" I smirked.
"Hey, I'm keeping it real. Anyway, but I do like this. Us back on speaking terms," he smiled. "How about we continue this at the Dot this Saturday? I would ask you sooner but I've got shifts at Little Miss Steaks booked," he clarified.
"I think this is the start of a beautiful friendship," I quoted from Casablanca.
After our four hour long session at the Dot, KC offered to walk me home, since it was on the way to his apartment. Surprisingly, we still haven't ran out of things to talk about. At the Dot, KC revealed a lot things that happened sophomore year. He filled me in on the whole mother situation which I find absolutely touching. A lot of kids' opportunities to reconnect with their estranged parents can end in disaster. It's good to know KC's case wasn't like that.
He also revealed the regrettable mistake he made of cheating on Jenna with Marisol, especially since they were raising Tyson. Also, how devastating but for the best on giving him up for adoption. Literally, I could see the heartbreak in his eyes as he told me that moment but at the same time, I could see the happiness of the stress relieved and how Tyson can now be raised in a good place. Things like that give me a reality check on how dramatic my life could actually be.
My grieving about the divorce came into conversation as well and how my father cheated. He seemed a tad cold as I said that. I had a feeling it was the reason for him cheating on Jenna when he had a kid. I told him about my relationship with Eli and took a terrible course which turned into a saddening breakup. The aftermath as well, including Jake and the horrifying Prom scene. I also told him about how Ali and Jake are dating and he found that funny considering once upon a time him and Ali shared a kiss. From all that, he still found it hilarious that I dated my step brother.
Our current conversation was less intense but still had that edge of debate.
"EpicMealTime is absolutely revolting and it's nothing more than frat boy entertainment," I cried, nearly gagging. "I remember Jake watching one of their videos as if it was an angel in front of his eyes."
"Try to see it in a guy's eyes. We are fans of food and what's better than the worst yet most delicious types of food piled together. It's like the Biebs or whatever teen boy sensation having a private concert for the girls," KC compared.
"Is that the stereotype? That every adolescent girl loves Justin Bieber?" I sneered.
"Don't forget the creepy mothers," KC responded.
"Well, I for one, cannot stand the kid. He's too girly for my taste," I protested.
"Says the girl who dated the guy that dons eyeliner," KC snorted. I gave him one of those playful and deadly at the same time glares. He looked back at me, his smile shining under one of the lampposts of the street.
"You know, you kind of look like him," I informed.
"Who? Eli?" KC questioned in disbelief.
"No. Justin Bieber," I replied as I started laughing to his frown. "When he had the flip."
"Oh, now you're trying to insult me," he contested.
"Hey, I didn't say you were like him. For starters, you can't sing," I noted.
"Okay, can we drop this topic and never talk about it again?" KC demanded with a hint of humor.
"I don't even know what you're talking about," I replied, giving him a little time to catch on to my comment which didn't take long.
"I've never seen this side of you before," KC grinned as his hands were shoved in his pockets. "You having this light-hearted side to you all of a sudden. I mean, not trying to be me-" he tried to defend until I cut him off.
"Don't worry, I understand perfectly. Let's just say it took a lot of work and experience to realize I shouldn't take everything so intensely," I briefly explained.
"Yeah, me too. For being a douchebag to girls. But unlike you, I'm still working on it," he shrugged.
"You're doing a fine job," I complimented, both of us stopping in front of my house. "Looks like we reached our destination."
We both stood there for a short period of time, in silence. The crisp air of the night made everything the more peaceful. Jake's red pickup truck in the front didn't even seem to bother me. I don't want this night to end, but it's not like I have a choice.
My heart started racing even faster and faster then I realized something. Am I starting to have feelings for KC? I wasn't scared, but nervous for that question to be answered. It was due to the fact of the chance he didn't feel the same.
"It's getting late. I better go or else we might stand here until day break," I dismissed.
"Yeah, you're right. Tonight was really nice, though. Hope we can do it another time," he genuinely smiled.
"Of course. Thanks for everything," I acknowledged then turning around to head for my door. Maybe next time.
"Clare, wait," I stopped to his command and turned around to have our eyes meet again. He quickly walked up to me and cupped his hand against my cheek. The next step was literally chemistry taking over. Our lips met and we started kissing the same place we broke up. But we weren't kissing as freshman KC and Clare but as this one. And I absolutely found it a lot better than our first one.
"Whoa," we both let out as our kiss ended, leaving us breathless. I appreciated our freshman kiss for the innocence of it but this one, both having more experienced lips, left me feeling woozy. I'm pretty sure KC felt the same way.
"Not like the girl in ninth grade, huh?" I winked.
"Definitely. But still as beautiful," he genuinely smiled. Thank goodness it's dark because I'm probably turning beat red right now.
"Aw, aren't you sweet?" I cooed.
"I try. But I better get going, I don't want my mom getting too worried," he said.
"Alright. I'll see you on Monday then," I replied, still looking at him walk out of my porch.
"And Clare?" he started, leaving me interested to hear. "For what it's worth, I'm glad you're in my life again."
"Likewise."
Although, I wish we could go back to the way we were, we can't. The way we had the friendship group of only Connor, Ali, and us. I always still kind of ponder on Jenna coming to Degrassi or even Eli for that matter, on what things would've been like. But the damage has already been done. We've already been through so much and it's too late to go back. I think it's for the better, though. KC and I needed to do some growing up. I would've never met amazing people such as Adam. We needed to find ourselves before we found each other again.
Loved it or Hated it? Explain why or why not in the review box and be sure to put this on your story alert because I'll be posting other oneshots on AU Couples. Here's my list so far:
Bianca/Mo
Bianca/Eli
Imogen/Owen
Imogen/Fiona
Imogen/Fitz (Maybe)
Katie/Adam
Liam/Jenna (Big Maybe)
Drew/Clare (Maybe, for the sake of me already writing stories about them but it's still a possibility)
Anya/Eli (Another Maybe)
And that's my list so far. If you have any other AU Couples in mind, feel free to write it. Well, unless you want to write about it yourself then I'd suggest not.
ps: who's excited for Degrassi this Fall? I know I am, it looks absolutely hilarious!