Amen inhaled a sharp breath and looked up at the school, pursing her lips. She hated new schools with a passion. Well, she imagined she'd hate them. This is the first time she'd really had any change in her life. Amen grew up in the same house since she was a baby, went to school with the same group of kids since pre-school. And now, she was being forced away from everybody she loved to go to some other stupid school. It was completely her ex's fault.
She'd made the mistake of dating somebody who was apparently completely insane. After two dates, her ex-girlfriend was proclaiming her love and wanting to practically move in. After she literally could not get the girl to leave her alone, she put a restraining order on her and moved to another school across town.
She hated this. Amen hated the idea of starting completely new with everybody. Shaking her head, Amen bundled her thick hair in one hand and pulled it over one shoulder. Amen Hamilton-Greene was the kind of girl that could wear nearly anything and still look adorable; possessing bright, piercing eyes and long raven hair, Amen was stunning.
She took a deep breath and looked around, swallowing hard. Amen was early; so early, nobody was even at the school yet. The raven-haired girl sighed heavily and pulled a cigarette from her purse, licking her lips before placing it between them and lighting it. It was probably her worst habit, one that her daddy really wasn't fond of. Papa, on the other hand, always just shrugged it off.
That was one of the things that she had a feeling wasn't going to fly at the new school, having two dads. At the other school, everybody that mattered had grown up around Jamie and Cameren, it didn't faze them. These kids? They probably were never even around gay parents. She'd actually grown highly defensive of her parents, not hesitating to jump to their rescue at any sign of disdain.
Amen hadn't even realized how long she'd been sitting on the hood of her 1970 red nova until she heard a bus blare it's horn and her eyes flew open. "Shit," She mumbled, dropping the cigarette on the ground and stomping it out. That was all she needed, getting a fine for smoking on the premises on the first day. Sighing, Amen took a deep breath and locked her car, walking inside.
It took her about half an hour to get everything straightened out to get her schedule and nearly another twenty minutes to figure out where she was going. Frowning, she finally got to her English class. Amen walked into the room and sat down in one of the only empty seats, swallowing hard. Next to her was a boy with long dark hair who looked.. less than pleasant. Amen just shrugged it off, looking around as her eyes found a girl that looked a bit younger, with light curls and a cross around her neck. She sat a bit tense and Amen raised a brow, intrigued.
Clare had arrived to class early in hopes of catching Ms. Dawes before Eli entered the room, but she had stepped out before Clare got a chance to talk to her. She was uncomfortable having a class with Eli, and even more so being partners with him. It had been her intention to ignore the boy after he returned to school; but she obviously had no such luck thus far.
Ms. Dawes returned to the room a few minutes before class started, which gave Clare the chance to talk to her before being assigned something else: a chance that she quite literally jumped at. "Ms. Dawes?" Her soft voice questioned, and she approached her with a timid smile. "I was wondering if, well, I could switch writing partners..?"
Sure, she could have gone into more detail. But it wasn't really a teacher's right to ask why anyways, although she was sure it was apparent. Ms. Dawes looked up at her from her desk with a look of understanding, "You know, you can't always get out of situations like these, Miss Edwards."
"I know, and I'm sorry but-" Ms. Dawes held up her hand, telling her to stop so that she could continue. "But you're in luck. We have a new student. I'm sure she'd be more than happy to work with you." Clare turned around, scanning the room quickly for a new face, and Ms. Dawes gestured for Amen to join them at the front of the room.
"Amen, this is Clare. She'll be your writing partner." Clare smiled brightly at the dark-haired girl, and gave Ms. Dawes a thankful look- to which she received a friendly wink. "Go sit down girls, it's time I start class now."
Without realizing it, Amen was still staring at Clare when she realized she had been. Gasping, she nearly tossed the notebook on the ground. "Uh, what?" Amen walked up to the desk, offering a polite smile to the girl then the teacher. She took a deep breath, hesitating as Clare walked away, looking at the teacher. "Er, it's.. it's actually Aye-min.. instead of Ah-men." With that, the brunette spun on her heel awkwardly and walked back to her seat, looking at Clare. Was she really expected to spend time with this girl and not be attracted to her?
Licking her lips, Amen leaned forward as she rested her chin on her hand and raised a brow at Clare. "So.. what do partners do in this class? My old school wasn't really big on group projects." She bit her lip lightly, letting her eyes wander over Clare's body when she wasn't looking at her before lifting her gaze quickly and flashing a smile.
Clare was glad that she had told Ms. Dawes the correct pronunciation of her name, otherwise she would have been calling her 'Ah-men'. She smiled, more out of relief that she was no longer partners with Eli than anything else, but she was happy to meet the new girl. Clare had always been one for new friends.
"Well, we just edit each other's writing, usually. But sometimes we have video projects." She was curious as to why the girl was now going to Degrassi, but didn't ask just yet. With them being writing partners, she was sure they'd have plenty of time to get to know each other better.
Amen and Clare talked for a little bit more until Ms. Dawes had nearly scolded them for talking, causing them to exchange tiny little grins before finally focusing on the short stories they'd been assigned. Amen glanced up, biting the end of her pen as she watched Clare quietly. She was her dream girl and the complete opposite of herself all in one. Biting her lip lightly, the brunette just shook her head as the bell rang to dismiss them and stood up, making plans with Clare to hang out before leaving.
