Author's Note: So, we've been doing Writer's Workshop more often in school, so I decided I'd write a Degrassi-based narrative. I think I need to write something a bit more dramatic- but not too dramatic. I make things with this couple a bit too fluffy.
"Elijah, we're moving."
The words hit him like a ton of bricks, and suddenly everything came crashing down. Moving? What? No! They'd only been in Toronto for six months. No way were they leaving already. Clare and Adam.
They would be crushed if they found out he was leaving. He immediately erased the thought. "Moving? Where? Why?" As Eli hammered his mother with questions, his mind filled with the thoughts of what he would be leaving behind.
His best friend, his girlfriend, his happiness. Mrs. Goldsworthy hadn't bothered to answer the numerous questions pouring out of her son's mouth. She sat in silence as Eli's words abated. "Mom," Eli sighed. "Adam and Clare-"
"Will learn to live with it." Mrs. Goldsworthy completed. They had a brief staring contest as Eli took in the news. "Where?" He spoke, his tone forced. "Los Angeles." His eyes widened and with a growl, he shouted, "The States? I would've been perfectly fine with Vancouver or British Columbia… but the States?"
Mrs. Goldsworthy sighed and shut her eyes. "Your father got a job offer to work at Uncle Thomas' factory. I think you should be proud of him." She said, ignoring the disappointed look in her son's eyes.
"I'm sorry," She added before she stood up, leaving the room.
The next morning, Eli sighs and forces himself out of bed. Adam was going to hate him by the end of the day. Clare wouldn't be able to look at him. Alli would give him hell. He was a dead man, Eli Goldsworthy.
"Eli!" Adam calls as soon as he pulls into the parking lot. "Dude, guess what?" He says, excitedly. "What?" Eli asks, parking Morty in between a normal Mercedes Benz and a Toyota. "My Uncle Rob sent me the 2007 Halloween limited edition of Abbot's Animosity!" Adam shouts, grinning.
"That's awesome," Eli replies, stepping out of Morty. "Yeah, it is! I already finished it!" Adam laughs. "Wanna borrow it? We can swing by my place after school and…"
"Oh, dude. Don't worry, I'm good." Eli interrupts, shaking his head. Adam raises an eyebrow. "Dude, are you alright?" He stares at him, trying to figure out what was going on. "Uh, yeah. Yeah, I'm awesome." Eli nods, walking off to avoid any awkward moments.
He was going to die in English today.