Okay, well I've been reading fanfics forever now, and I decided to finally write one. On the last day of summer. -_- whoopee, at least I'm getting started. And I know everyone might be into like "angsty" or "upsetting" fanfics, and I don't know if I'm going to make this one like that. I think for the most part Adam's just gonna be getting good luck and not too much drama. Not completely drama free though, of course. And I do not own Degrassi! xD enjoy!
"Adam! Freaking hurry up, man!" Drew complained from the other side of the door. I rolled my eyes, shoved my beanie down onto my head and adjusted my belt buckle. I went to the door and opened it so fast that Drew, who was leaning on the other side, stumbled in. Yawning, he slammed the door and went to piss, so I went downstairs. "Hi Mom.." I mumbled through a mouth full of English muffin that I'd just taken off the counter. "Morning Gra- er, Adam." I rolled my eyes and went into the living room to read comics until Drew was ready to drive me to school. 10 minutes later Drew walked into the room and grabbed his keys from the table, giving me a look. "Ready to go? Let's roll."
I flipped my comic closed and tossed it onto the coffee table, following Drew to the car for another ride to another sure to be shitty day at Degrassi. I sighed and he looked over at me. "You aight, Adam?" "Yeah.. fine.." I mumbled, swiping at my eyes. I still remembered the shit that had gone down with Bianca just last week. It made me really glad for my brother's support and friends like Eli and Clare. Drew elbowed me and I knew that was his way of saying he cared. We pulled up to the familiar parking lot and I took a deep breath, bracing myself for the coming day. I saw Eli's Hearse a few cars down so I walked over to him. We fist bumped. "Hey Adam." He said, yawning. "Too early to be awake.. I hate Mondays.." I laughed and we headed for the school building where Clare was waiting for us. "Hey, guys!" she said brightly.
As we separated and headed towards our lockers, I saw an unfamiliar person standing at mine. Actually, the locker next to mine, and since she was loading stuff into it I assumed that that empty locker had been filled by her. I walked over to mine and dialed in my combo, slinging off my backpack and putting away the books I wouldn't need for the first half of the day. As I was loading Algebra II in, I glanced at the girl out of the corner of my eye. She looked distressed, and I could tell she was a new student because I didn't recognize her face. I took a deep breath. Maybe I can make friends with her, and she won't hate me for what I am. Yeah, right. Well, whatever, it was worth a shot, so pushing Bianca and Fitz out of my mind I stuck my hand out. "Hey, I'm Adam. You seem kinda nervous. Is this your first day?" Wow. My voice came out even and it sounded a lot more confident than I felt. She looked up from the schedule in her hands and half smirked, half grimaced at me, taking my hand. "Yeah, new student and all that BS. Do you.. do you think you could help me out? I mean if you have a reputation to uphold I understand.." she trailed off. I laughed and leaned against the lockers. "Yeah, right. Me, having a reputation? Besides, you don't look like the type of girl to be ruining anyone's rep, anyway." Did I just flirt with her? She smirked. "Alright, I see, I see. Well my name's Carli. I moved here from California last week." "Wow, that's a big change. Why'd you move from Cali all the way to Toronto?" She got a look on her face and I was half sorry that I asked.
"Well, my father accepted some job offer up here and of course mother dearest just insisted he take it. I mean, not like Toronto is bad or anything, it's just, I miss California, and my friends, y'know.." Her eyes kinda got this faraway look and I imagined she was remembering life in California. "Yeah, hey, I'm sorry about having to leave all that behind, but not everybody in this school sucks. My friends and I, for example, aren't so bad." I smirk and she grins at me. "So what's your first class?" I'm asking as I motion for her schedule. She hands it to me. Cool. We have a lot of the same classes. I guess since we're both new to the school, only a month apart, we kinda get stuck with the same ones. "Hey, cool. We've got Study Hall first block, Spanish II second, Remedial Gym third, and then you have Calculus and I have Alegebra II. And we have the same lunch, then English, then you have Earth Science and I have Bio. So we have a lot of classes together." I say with a smile. She gives me a smile back and I feel my insides twist. Oh shit. I can't be getting these feelings already. I just met her! Ugh, Adam.. I berate myself.
"Soo, you wanna head to class?" she asks, brushing her bangs out of her face with her hand. "Sure, let's go, it's down this hall and to the left." As we're walking, our hands bump together. I feel tingles shoot all the way up my left arm. She looks at me and gives me this little smile. She bumps our hands together again, this time on purpose. I grin, and as we get to the classroom I open the door and hold it for her. "Ladies first!" "Ooh, a guy with manners. That's rare!" We laugh, but mine is forced. Yeah. A guy. If only I could be on the outside what I know I am on the inside..