A new story for my beautiful readers :)
_Alison Parker- what a cliche name?
"And, this is your locker!" my best friend shouted.
"Thanks Ali. For showing me around and everything." I smiled. Ali nodded and helped my dial in my combination.
"So, see any cute guys you like yet?" She smiled, giving me that knowing look that I've grown to ignore over the years. "Not really. You haven't let me out of your sight since the day started. Degrassi is a big ass school Clare-Bear, don't want you getting lost!" I mimicked her.
"Ha-ha…oh! Clare, be cool!" She screeched.
"What, are–." Before I could finish my question, Ali spun me around and my eyes met with a tall dark haired boy. Strutting down the hallway with a posy of jocks behind him, and a couple cat calls were made from cheerleaders. Oh no, there really is one of those boys at every high school.
I'm Clare Edwards and ever since today, I've been home schooled. But even though today was my first day stepping foot in a high school, I still know a lot. I live with my older sister Darcy because my parents died in a car accident when we were little. Even though I don't remember them, I know they were beautiful people. We had been raised to be Christians, and that is what I was. Of course I wasn't one of those highly religious, protect-your-virginity-till-your-married type of person, but it was my religion, I wanted my parents to be proud alive or not.
Anyways, Darcy has taught me everything from how to put in a tampon to how to make-out with guys. We lived in cute apartment that was on the corner of Mason Street, a block away from my favorite coffee shop named Leopardi's.
"Clare," Ali whispered into my ear, watching the boy like he was a stick of walking gold "That's Eli Goldsworthy, hottest guy in our school." She smiled.
I nodded. "Eh, he's okay. He's really tall though, it's kind of creepy, where does he buy pants at I mean what is he, seven feet tall?" I laughed analyzing what made him taller, his torso or his legs. Neither.
"Clare! It's hot, and he's only six eight. Don't make fun of height, your only five three, watch your tongue." She said tapping my nose.
"Yeah, okay Ali. So, what's first period?" I asked her.
"Really, you're changing the subject just like that?" She asked me, taking my schedule.
"Yes, Ali you know I'm not that kind of girl. Jocks and Cheerleaders are just so…unappealing to me." I said weighing my hands up and down, choosing my words carefully.
"Clare. I know you. Look, you're gorgeous and you could go for any guy you want and they would say yes every time. But you're right. Dating someone like Eli Goldsworthy would be awful. You would break his heart, which bad guys are gonna' love you for Clare Edwards," She smiled, tapping my short overlay floral print skirt. "See you at lunch, watch your ass today Clare I mean it!" She yelled, lovingly.
Don't get me wrong, Ali was the sweetest girl but sometimes what she said was gibberish to my ears. I mean bad guys are gonna' love you for it? The only color I'm wearing is shades of pink, I've only had two boyfriends in my sixteen years, and this is my very first day of high school which should have happened last year.
Troubled teens could do so much better.
Damn, she was gorgeous.
Her long silky hair, curled in ringlets, braided into a waterfall down her back. Those memorizing blue eyes, with a rim of deep brown. I could look at them for ages, and those lips–
Oh, those lips.
Pink lips the color of pink silk that you could play with all day.
I decided to talk to her, I'm Eli. What could go wrong? I tapped her on the shoulder and her head slowly shot around. We were inches from each other until she backed up in her seat.
"Yeah?" She asked politely.
"May I borrow a pen love?" I smirked.
"Uhm," She looked down at her pencil case which was fat and bulky, stuffed with highlighters and pencils. "Sorry, don't have any." She smiled, turning back around. "What?" I asked turning her back around by the shoulders.
"What do you want?" She asked, this time annoyed.
"A pen. I asked you already." Getting inpatient.
"And I told you I didn't have one." She smirked.
"You're lying." I laughed.
"Nope, no pens. Pencil's yeah, but no pens." She giggled.
"Then may I borrow a pencil?" I asked nonchalantly.
"Why didn't you just ask," She said handing me a purple pencil. "Love." She smiled, hearing the bell ring, gathering her binder and swiftly exiting.
What just happened?
"Clare, you did what!" Ali shrieked again, this time louder.
"Nothing, he asked for a pen and I clearly stated I didn't have one." I shrugged as if it was no big deal, it was no big deal.
"Okay, you didn't have a pen, understandable but if he asked you for a pen you give him a pencil instead, hoping he will be able to forgive you for the inconvenience." She said stating like it was a serious matter.
"Ali," I said, trying to catch my breath from the panting giggles escaping my lips. "What is the big deal? Why is he such a hot shot here?" I asked, zooming my eyes around, watching him mess around with his friends.
"Clare, have you seen his face?" She laughed. "I mean, he's co-captain of the football team, basketball team, and swim team. Whew, have you seen him at his swim meets? Gorgeous…" She said dozing off.
"Uhm no, considering I've been here for three hours…Oh, and you said he was co-captain, why isn't the captain such a big deal?" I asked, obviously clueless.
"Because Clare…I don't really know. That's beside the point. Give up this useless wordplay and join the weak club. Every girl here would die before they rejected Eli Goldsworthy. Die Clare, die." She said like it was a real thing.
"Whatever walk me to lunch?" I smiled, holding out my arm for her to link hers with.
"I don't get it man. How could she be any different?" Drew asked.
"I don't know bro, it really doesn't make sense. I saw her with a pen, she was writing with one! I mean what's her deal; I just wanted to use it?"
"Yeah…oh! Hey, Darcy!" Drew called. That's Darcy, in her last year of high school, she was a senior.
"You know that new girl? The super-hot one with the really pretty eyes?" Drew asked.
"Yeah, she's my little sister, you talk to her today?" She asked, smirking.
"Uh, naw. Eli did. Said she smart mouthed him."
"Oh, yeah, you gotta' watch her for that. She's real good at it too." She laughed.
"Okay, but I don't know whether to think it's super sexy, or extremely annoying." I smirked, contemplating my choices.
"I'd go with super sexy. If your opt it as annoying it will get worse. Oh, and by the way, my super-hot sister has a name. Clare." She giggled and turned the corner.
"Clare..." I mouthed, letting the pure new name roll off my lips.
So...what do you think?
I liked this story and know it's going to go somewhere because I actually finished this one without having another story interupt it. Okay, reviews are appreciated and expect more chapters. It will be lengthy! Love you all!