I do not own Degrassi. (Quick note: Eli and Clare go to separate schools to start off with. Eli goes to Bardell and Clare goes to Degrassi.)
Eli's POV:
"Settle down class!" My English teacher roared while trying to get everyone's attention. I stopped talking to my girlfriend Julia and I turned my attention to the front of the room. My teacher Mr. Blanch stood in front of the classroom and held out a stack of papers. He waited for the room to quiet down before saying,
"Alright, now that the room is quiet, I have a new assignment for you guys. This assignment is worth thirty-five percent of your overall grade, so don't take it lightly." Mr. Blanch walked to the first row of students and handed out a stack of papers and told us to pass them back. I was sitting in the third down; fourth seat down. Finally I received my assignment and was instantly interested in the assignment. Mr. Blanch finished handing out the assignments and walked back to the front of the room.
"Alright class. I want you guys to read over the paper I just handed out and come see me once you are finished with the questionnaire." I sighed a little but reluctantly flipped the paper over and started to read the questions.
What is your favorite subject in school? – English.
What is your favorite color? –Green.
Do you believe in cliques in school? –Yes. No one should be left out, but it is good to have friends of variations.
Are you a sociable person? – Yes, I am pretty popular.
Are you comfortable with who you are? – Not really.
I read over the questions and started to scribble down short answers. Once I was finished I walked up the front of the classroom and Mr. Blanch took my paper and put a red check mark on the top of it. I sighed and was about to go sit back down when he handed me back my paper along with another one as well. I took the other paper and went to go sit back in my seat. I read the paper over; it read,
Homework assignment: Sign onto the school website and follow all instructions completely. When you are finished you will automatically be matched up with a pen- pal whom you will keep for the rest of the year.
I literally let out a small gasp and sighed. I didn't mind doing my work for class, but I hate assignments like this. I know I will probably end up with some weirdo dude who only cares about how many girls he has fucked or something like that. I pray I get someone normal.
Clare's POV:
Are you fucking kidding me? I don't know how I always get roped into these ridiculous extra-credit assignments. I fucking hate this class, but I am failing and my ridiculous teacher said it would bring my grade up to passing a point. It wasn't like I was dumb or anything, I just choose not to do the assignments. I much rather be outside smoking and hanging out with my boyfriend, Fitz and our crew.
My teacher Ms. Dell handed us our extra-credit assignments. The stupid thing required me to actually do some sort of work. When Ms. Dell gave me my paper I chucked it aside and turned around to talk to Bianca; my best friend. We were in the middle of a conversation when Ms. Dell walked up to my desk as took out her annoyingly loud blow horn and cranked it. I swear my head hit the ceiling by how high I jumped.
"What the fuck!" I shouted as I calmed down my now rapid heartbeat that has exceedingly increased when the horn was blown. Ms. Dell looked at me with a sly smile and said,
"Fill out the questions on the back of your worksheet and come up front so we can get you started on your actual assignment." I sighed ridiculously loudly and flipped the page over.
What is your favorite subject in school? – English.
What is your favorite color? –Blood red.
Do you believe in cliques in school? –What kind of question is that? I have no fucking idea. Yes I guess.
Are you a sociable person? – In my group I am, otherwise; hell no!
Are you comfortable with who you are? – Yes and no.
I finished up with my questions and brought them to my annoying teacher. She read them over and sighed at my foul language. I smirked to myself and turned to go back to my seat. I was about to walk off when Ms. Dell said,
"Here is an instruction sheet on the new assignment. Once you get home from school finish it online and you will automatically be assigned a pen-pal." I sighed and was about to crumple up the paper she gave me when she said,
"Oh, and Clare? I will know if you completed the task or not." I cursed under my breath and walked to my seat. I talked with Bianca for a few minutes until the bell rang. It was now the end of the day.
No POV:
Clare and Eli both left their schools in a hurry. Eli went directly home and started on his homework. Clare on the other hand went and hung out with her friends for an hour before descending home to work on here non-negotiable assignment.
Once Eli got home he signed onto the school website and filled out a few more questions and he waited for the computer to calculate his results. The questionnaire told them to be completely honest. He tried his best to answer everything with all honesty. While he was waiting Eli decided to work on other homework he received that day as well.
Once Clare was finished smoking and hanging out with her friends she walked home. Before Clare went up to her room to work on her assignment she went and grabbed a soda out of the fridge and a quick snack. She walked up to her room and turned on her computer. Immediately she typed in the website and filled in the questionnaire that was required. She answered everything half-assed but truthful as much as she possibly could. Once she was finished she waited as the computer calculated her results and paired her with a pen-pal.
Five minutes later:
Eli sat by his laptop reading his history book and answering trivia questions in the back. Clare fell asleep on her desk and woke up to a loud noise.
Ding!
Both Clare and Eli's computers went off. Both of their heads shot up anxious to read who their new pen-pal would be.
"Clare Edwards." Eli read out loud.
"Elijah Goldsworthy." Clare read nonchalantly.
"Well this should be fun." Both of them said as a picture of their new pen-pal popped up on the screen.
A/N: This was a request, and I liked the concept so I decided to write it out. This will be a short story, maybe longer if you guys like it. It is obvious they are completely OOC; so I really don't want mean review telling me otherwise. Please tell me what you think about it. I need feedback to continue. If I get seven reviews or more on this I will update and add a new chapter to I can't believe it. Okay? Good. Please review!