Here is my second FanFic. It is written in Eli's perspective. I like being inside his mind so that's why I decided to do his POV. It takes place around when he and Clare first met. I know the lines may not be exactly up to par, but it's been awhile since I've watched so sue me. It's more about what Eli thinks anyways.

This came right from my brain, but I certainly don't own Degrassi or its characters. If I did, I wouldn't waste time on anyone else. The show would be solely based on EClare=)

Waking up is hard knowing you have to go to a new school with all new people. I throw on my black jeans and a black tee with my blazer over top. It is my signature look, I guess.

Eating would be a waste of time. I'm actually too nervous to keep anything down. Who knows what sort of jerks will be at this school. I've dealt with my fair share of bullies, and it sucks. Some people think they need to harass the ones who decide not to be clones of the rest of the world. I'm not sorry that I have my own style and opinions. I thought they would outgrow it by high school, but if you are enough of an asshole to pick on people in the first place, I doubt it's easy to get over it.

The drive to Degrassi went by faster than I was hoping. I wanted to stay with Morty for as long as I could. He's sort of my safe haven. I'll just take my time finding a spot to park. *..crack..* Great, now what did I hit.

Two girls are standing a few feet away. One of them has curly reddish colored hair and she seems to be angry with the other girl. I assume they are friends since they aren't pulling each others hair like in usual catfights. When I get out I see what Curly is upset about, I see that right behind my back tire are her newly crushed glasses. I am such an idiot. My first impression is that I am a careless driver who ruins people's glasses…expensive glasses in this case.

"I think they're dead." I might as well be blunt. I can't be sure I'll get out of this easily.

"I don't need them…I got…laser surgery." She's nervous…I didn't know I could have that effect on people.

"You have pretty eyes." More blushing…it's kind of cute. But what am I thinking. I don't even know her name. Probably never will.

"See you around?" I most definitely hope so. "Guess you will." Smooth Eli. Way to keep her on her toes.

I finally get to properly introduce myself to Curly as I'm walking to English. She must have the same class by the way we both tried to enter at the same time. "I'm sorry, excuse me-…" "You are forgiven. My name is Eli by the way. You could have at least asked that much before forcing yourself on me." I realize that probably wasn't the best thing to say when I see how red her face gets and the hint of fire in her silvery-blue eyes… "I'm Clare. And what a gentleman you are, might I add."

I've never been so attracted to a girl that quickly since-…

A few days later…

Finally, Lit. 11. somewhere I can be comfortable. I take my seat and a second later, Clare sits down behind me. Her face couldn't possibly be redder. How do I make her so flustered? Maybe it's because she always catches me staring. I don't know why, but I just can't help but look. She fascinates me.

When Ms. Dawes hands back our papers, I can't help but bask in my glory as I see the red 'A' written at the top of my paper. My pride is interrupted by, "How could I get a C? I used strong vocabulary and sentence structure!"

How can anyone be upset with a 'C'? None other than Clare.

"It doesn't have enough emotion. You can improve it with some help. And that is what your English partner is for." That's when Ms. Dawes motions towards me. Did I mention how much I love this class?

The look on Clare's face is priceless. She really needs to stop pretending to be so infuriated by me.

When the bell rings, she rushes to the door and I manage to make it there at the same time as her just so I can bump into her as we walk out. Much like when I first introduced myself. I smirk at her and as I walk away, I hear her complain to her friend about me. She's easy to piss off. My kind of girl.

There you have it...Eli's thoughts on Clare. He's so charming...Please review and tell me your thoughts on my writing. Maybe even correct the lines if you know what Clare and Ms. Dawes really say. Thanks for reading my dears=)