Note from the author: I don't own Degrassi :D
Lemme know what you think so far. I know we all know this part, but this is how my story starts off! Chapter two will be up in minutes!
"You really put Jenna in her place, didn't you?" Alli said to me as we were walking home. We both laughed as I turned my glasses around in my hands. The first week ack at Derassi proved to never fail with scandel; Jenna Middleton had overheard me talking to Alli about my new "enhancements". She totally jumped to conclusions, thinking I had my breasts done to make them look bigger, which wasn't the case. Not even close. I had Lasik done.
Jenna had spread the rumor so far that Wesley Bettankamp even went as far as touching my boobs! But I mad sure the Jenna knew what my surgery was really for. As of right now, my grade ten year at Degrassi started off with a bang, and not a good one.
"So now that I don't need these anymore, what shoud I do with them?" I asked Alli. She stopped right in the middle of the sidewalk and stared at me, her mouth agape. "What?" I asked. "What, do your glasses hold some sentimental value to you? Gimme these!" She said, grabbing my wire rimmed glasses from my hands. "No, Alli, don't!" I said trying to grab them back from her.
Truth was, my glasses did hold some kind of sentimental value to me. A lot has happened with those glasses on me. Taking those away was like taking away all of the feelings about the last three years and throwing them out of the window. They were apart of me.
"Ali, come on!" I struggled. "Oh no!" I heard her gasp. Alli let my glasses go flying into the air and landed in the street. I ran over to pick them up, but Alli grabbed me and pulled me back. "Clare, watch out!"
As I look up, a hearse (a HEARSE) was driving in the opposite direction and ran over my glasses. The driver of the car was aware and stopped the car; getting out and letting out the screamo music from his car, he picked up my now ruined glasses and said, "I think they're dead."
I didn't want to meet his eyes because my face was burning red. But I'm glad that I did. Our eyes met and his emerald eyes twinkled playfully, penetrating my sky blue eyes. My cheeks burned a little more as I took in this boy's whole appearance. He wore a dark purple button up that was wrinkled, with black skinny jeans. He was pale, but he seemed to be a dark soul. He had a mysterious feel about him and I wanted to know what would unfold if I knew him more.
"Clare…," Alli said, nudging me. I snapped bac to reality and realized this guy was really here. "Oh, um sorry. I-I really don't need them anymore, it's okay. I got Laser E-Eye sur..gery." God I sounded like such a spazz. But I was just so flustered. The guy gave me a smirk and said, "I never apologized for running them over. I just simply said that they were dead. Though, I am sorry." He looked down at my glasses in his hand and said, "You have pretty eyes, I'm kind of glad I ran these over." I could feel my blush coming back.
"I'll see you around?" I asked, meeting his eyes for a split second. "I'd hope so," he said, getting back into his hearse. The song had changed to a slower rock song and he gave me one last smirk before riding off.
"What was that?" Alli said, dumbfounded. "I have no idead what you're talking about," I said, brushing her off with a slight grin.