Disclaimer: I do not own Degrassi the TV series and do not own Eli and Clare.
I closed the door gently as I had been doing since the beginning of that week to cause no disturbance to my parents' fighting. It made me heartbroken after I had talked with mom this morning about what happened, but things come and things go.
They were getting divorced.
The jabs that were mentally thrown to my stomach reminded me that they weren't perfect, and that it would take time to heal all of the wounds that they had imprinted me with. All the disturbing memories would soon be forgotten, and replaced with better memories.
What was I going to tell anyone? That my parents were getting divorced? It wasn't such surprising news; a good sum of parents got divorced. But to me, it was beyond the galaxy. It wasn't long ago when they were happy, together.
I guess that's why it hurts more. I saw my parents happy all my life until just a week ago. Are they even sure about what paths they have chosen? It seems like I am the adult and they are the teenagers; doing things without really knowing if they are right or not.
"I wasn't expecting you to be here so early." I sarcastically said to Eli as I sat myself next to him at the table farthest away from the Degrassi entrance. Eli was one of the earliest students to even come to school.
"I would say the same about you," he retorted. The smirk on Eli's face turned serious. "How did it go with your parents yesterday? Are they better?" Chagrin returned.
"They're getting divorced, but… I guess it was better to know." Eli looked sympathetic but I just shook my head. "I actually feel better knowing, you know?"
Eli sighed, resting his arms on the table. "I would say so. I just thought you would take it bad to know the truth." I took a deep breath in, followed by a laugh.
"You so don't know who I actually am, Eli. I take things better than you think." Eli started laughing since he did know that we'd only been talking for a week. It was nice to hang out with someone who actually understood what I was going through. Eli seemed to take the subject of divorce too well.
"Do you want to do something later on today? I don't think I can ditch another class of Advanced English." The unexpected question made me wonder why he took interest in hanging out with his English partner so much. We both laughed as we thought about the detention that we would soon be in for ditching one class. But, it did hold the domino effect and really did help me in the end.
"When do we have detention, anyways?" Eli shrugged, as clueless as I was to when it was and where it was being held. I had never gotten a detention, but I could imagine how many Eli had gotten. Laughing at the thought, I explained to Eli what I had thought.
Eli breathed out a perfect laugh. "Not too many. I do have a pretty clean record, Ms. Edwards."
I could believe that just a tiny bit.
"Your next assignment is to write another letter," Ms. Dawes said, "but about someone in this class. This is going to expand your writing even further than you thought imaginable! It will have the same format as the first letter assignment, just with that twist." I stared blankly at the blank piece of paper that was in front of me, as my eyebrows furrowed. I only knew Eli in the class! I could hear Eli quietly snicker as he knew that I would be forced into writing about him, when I actually wasn't.
"I could always write about Ms. Dawes." I whispered angrily into his ear, but he still doubted me. I knew him better than I knew our teacher.
I looked around the classroom as I saw that everyone had at least one sentence about someone else in the class; except me. I sighed loudly, thinking about how I would go on with the assignment. Do I really worry about what other people think? No. So, why can't I write what I feel about Eli and not care?
I started to write my first sentence slowly.
He is someone different.
It sounded awkward, but it was the truth. Let all the pieces fall where they do.
Someone who understands what I am going through when the worst falls down upon me. Sometimes I wish that I was able to read his mind, to understand the works of a mastermind. But then again, he's just an average person. I know that he's got a past, and that it probably has interesting things I would never think of, but I don't think it matters in the end. I think what matters is what he does that may change Degrassi before he leaves, the imprint that he makes to the school.
I didn't know what would finish the lamely put together letter, so I pushed it aside as I got lost in a new vampire fiction, one involving a boy who was mostly like Eli. I smiled, thinking about my letter, and then I grinned wider, thinking about what he would think about it.
I brought out the letter again.
And I hope to be there when he makes that change.
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