Disclaimer: I don't own Degrassi... if I did then Eclare would already be married... *cough*

A/N: Random story idea that I got, hope it doesn't suck too badly! Anyways... this is my first fanfic. Reviews, please?

Eli Goldsworthy and Clare Edwards walked down the halls of Degrassi Community School hand in hand. Sure, they could get in trouble for PDA, but Eli had convinced her that no one would notice anyway. When they got to Clare's locker, she gave him a grin and said, "Thank you, Mr. Goldsworthy, but I think I can take it from here." Eli put his hand over his heart and said in mock sadness,"Was I just ... dismissed?" He gasped dramatically. Clare smiled at his corny joke and said,"Ok, I guess you're good enough to walk me to class." Eli smirked and Clare giggled. She couldn't help it; he was just too cute when he smirked. And those green eyes, thought Clare, trying not to blush as they walked to her next class.

Eli grabbed Clare's hand again. "What are you doing after school?" he asked. Clare shrugged. "Umm... nothing really. I've got that math assignment to work on, and I think that's about it." Eli grinned and raised his eyebrows. "My place, then?" he said. Clare giggled. "Well, you know...that math assigment counts for twenty percent of my grade, I should probably do that," she replied. Eli winked. "I know something else you could do, instead." Clare's mouth dropped to the shape of an O as she started laughing. "Elijah Goldsworthy! You know I'm not like that!" she said as she smacked him with her textbook. He held his hands up in mock surrender and said, "I was kidding!" Clare continued cracking up as they got the doorway of her next class.

"Darn, we're here. And I was having so much fun talking about not having sex with you!" she said, laughing. Eli smiled, a genuine, beautiful smile, and said, "Alright, Edwards, off to class." He looked around quickly for any teachers, and kissed her on the lips just long enough to leave her breathless, but just short enough to leave her wanting more. "Bye, Eli..." she mumbled as she watched him walk away. She sighed, a little too dreamily, and walked into her class.

As Clare took her seat, she looked around to see Jenna Middleton with her head in her arms. Even though Jenna and Clare weren't exactly friends, considering Jenna had stolen KC from her, she decided to ask her what was wrong. She gently tapped Jenna on the shoulder, and when Jenna sat up, Clare realized she had been crying. "Um.. Jenna? Are you OK? What's wrong?" Jenna just shook her head and said bitterly, "You'd never care." Clare looked at her, confused, and said, "It's okay, you can tell me." Jenna started crying again and stayed quiet for a few seconds. Then she looked at Clare and said, "KC dumped me. He dumped me! We have a baby on the way, for God's sake!" Clare winced. She couldn't imagine how that must feel, but she knew Jenna must be really upset.

Jenna started crying all over again. "Aw, Jenna, it's OK. You'll find a guy way better than KC." Jenna just shook her head and said, "No one wants the pregnate girl of the school." Clare considered that. While it was true that some guys avoided her because of her baby, she was sure that there must be some guys who wanted her either way. "That could never be true, Jenna. Why did he break up with you anyway?" asked Clare. Jenna frowned and wiped her cheeks carefully and said, "He said... he was ... in love with someone else." Clare's eyes opened wide. "Who?" Jenna shuddered. "Why should I know? I'm just his... ex now. The ex he got pregnate. God, Clare, what am I going to do?" Clare wished she had the answer. "It'll be okay, Jenna," she said, giving her an awkward hug. Jenna looked at Clare, and at that moment realized that she didn't deserve how nice Clare was being to her. "Thanks, Clare..." she said.

Eli sat in class, wishing desprately he had a sharpie to write on his nails with. His history teacher was droning on and on about the Civil War, but all he wanted was for school to be over so he could talk Clare into coming over. He smiled as he thought about her pretty blue eyes, her soft reddish brown curls...

Suddenly he was snapped out of it when he heard his history teacher screech out his name. "Elijah!" He looked at her. "Huh?" he said, trying to get Clare out of his head and focus on what his teacher was saying. His teacher continued. "Eli, pay attention. I asked you if you'd like to be the first to read your report on the opposing sides of the Cival War." Eli frowned. He'd never done that paper. "Sorry, but I'll have to turn it in late," he said. His teacher glared at him and said, "Fine, but it will be 10 points off." Eli shrugged. "Ok."

His phone started to vibrate in his pocket, and he pulled it out discreetly, trying to hide it from his already annoyed teacher. It was a text from Clare.

Hey, i'm coming over after school... decided math can wait, i'd rather hang with you! :)

Eli smiled and texted back:

I knew you cared about me more than some stupid math assignment. Cant wait.

Grinning, he slipped his phone back into his pocket and leaned back in his seat. Clare made Eli so happy, and it was a million times better knowing she was all his. By now he couldn't even imagine life without her.