Hello everyone! Here is Chapter 1 of my first fanfic. This chapter is appropriately called "Extraordinary Girl". Please, please, please review! I have to know what you, my readers, think before I do something kind of crazy with Julia. I promise this will be an Eclare fanfic a little later, i just wanted to give you a glimpse into Eli's dark past.

I do not own Degrassi, just my ideas for this story. :)


"Meet me at the park in 20. Usual place."

Eli read the text from Julia, shut his phone with his middle and forefinger and shoved his hands in his pockets, shrugging. He had twenty minutes of alone time. Twenty minutes of silence without Julia's constant whining. Aimlessly wandering the outskirts of the neighborhood park, he allowed himself to get caught up in the thought: Julia.

From the moment their eyes met, he thought she was the most beautiful girl in the world. Her ravenous hair, her eyes that were dark but inviting; Julia was irresistible to Eli. Everything about her from the perfect curvature of her wine-colored lips to her slender frame to her milky white skin drew him in.

Eli had admired her from afar before she took notice. Her beauty was enticing; her presence, intoxicating. He loved her before he had ever spoken a word to her but he cursed the day he did.

It was at a party at the house of some jock whose name he had long forgotten. But not forgotten was his motive for going to the party in the first place. On any other occasion, Eli wouldn't have been caught dead at a high school party, a "rager" as the partygoers foolishly nicknamed them. The mass of white-rimmed red cups, the sloppy drunk girls with their hair over to one side and their arms hooked around the neck of a friend: it wasn't his scene. But this time was different. He had heard in the mindless gossip of the school hallways that Julia was going to be there.

When he arrived at the party, he was greeted by at least a dozen of his drunk classmates. He ignored them, sitting himself down on the beer-stained, tacky corduroy couch in the living room, hoping to spot Julia amongst the dirty, wasted imbeciles that were all he could see as he scanned the crowd.

He sat patiently with his fingers intertwined, twiddling his thumbs in a ridiculous fashion. Just when he began to give up hope, he spotted a small, dark figure in his peripheral. It was Julia.

She was dressed in a long-sleeved, velvet black dress that hugged her slim figure and was just short enough to expose her thighs. A black ribbon held her hair in a low ponytail, and a small heart locket rested perfectly on the neckline of her dress. Her lips were painted red to match her patent leather heels. She was nothing short of beautiful, and Eli couldn't help but stare.

Eli suddenly broke out of his trance when the siren began to approach him. He was alarmed when she sat herself next to him, weighing down the cushion of the couch. Eli wanted to retreat at that instant, but he couldn't bring himself to do so. The mirage in front of him was just too beautiful. And she smelled so… so good.

"He-ey" she slurred, the sweet smell of her breath was laced with heavy doses of alcohol.

"Um…um…hi. Are you drunk?" he couldn't believe that was all he could manage to say to the girl he was sure he'd loved for weeks.

"You're not?" she replied, the corners of her mouth turning up in a small smile. She scrunched her nose. "Nevermind that. You're Eli right?"

"Yeah. Hi. I've um… I've definitely seen you around before but I can't seem to put my finger on your name. Care to refresh my memory?" He smirked. Good one Eli. He thought to himself. Way to play it cool.

"I'm Julia. We're in Math Analysis together." She held her hand out to shake his, but when he hesitated, she moved her hand back down to rest on her thigh.

Julia cleared her throat, probably in an attempt to break the silence between them. Eli looked down at her leg to where the hem of her dress met her thigh then up to her dark eyes.

She giggled, clearly noticing he was staring. Eli looked down at the ugly fabric underneath them and blushed. Julia lifted her legs onto the couch, positioning herself cross-legged on the cushion and leaned forward closer to Eli.

"Eli" she said shyly and looked up into his eyes. "I know we don't really know each other, but can I ask you something? And you have to promise you'll answer me honestly."

"Yeah, sure. I, I promise." He hoped his nervousness was not apparent in his voice. He sensed an air of vulnerability in Julia's voice, but her flirtatiousness was unmistakable and it was driving him crazy.

Her eyes began to water slightly as she placed a hand on his shoulder and asked "Eli, do you think I'm pretty. Don't lie!" Her eyes met his again and he noticed she was beginning to tear up. Something was obviously wrong but he knew it wasn't his position to ask her. He was momentarily lost in her eyes when he remembered she had asked him something.

Discouraged by his hesitation, Julia looked down and away from Eli and a tear rolled town her cheek and splattered when it hit her bare leg. Eli reached his hand out and lifted her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze. She bit her lip in response.

"You're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen." He finally gave his reply.

Julia gave him a small smile and instinctually wrapped her arms around him in a tight embrace. Eli reciprocated, moving his arms around her waist. He felt her hot tears on his shoulder, and wrapped his arms tighter around her, hoping his touch was somewhat consoling. At that moment he realized that he was hugging the girl of his dreams, except she was nothing like he imagined her to be. Julia was not the exuberant bubbly girl who practically skipped down the hallways everyday to class. That was the Julia that Eli thought he knew. Instead, the girl before him was weak, vulnerable and dependent on him. He liked it.

As Julia pulled away from his tight hold, she looked up at his face in an attempt to read his expression. She wiped her eyes with the back of her hand and let out a small sniffle.

"You, you really know how to make a girl feel better." She mumbled, not breaking her gaze with Eli.

A multitude of thoughts began to flood Eli's head, a majority of them animalistic. Here was this beautiful, vulnerable girl in front of him. The girl he'd fallen in love with without even knowing her: the goddess Julia, only slightly less perfect. Even with her red-rimmed eyes and tear-stained cheeks, she was beautiful and he couldn't help himself.

He slowly moved his hands to the back of her head, untying the ribbon that held her hair up. He watched her beautiful black locks slowly fall below her shoulders. Tangling his fingers in her hair, he pulled her closer. He looked down at her perfectly shaped lips, from which the red stain had long since washed away, then back up at her eyes, and back to her lips, waiting for some kind of signal from her. Within moments, she lunged forward closing the gap between them. Eli instinctually wrapped his arms around her waist, following Julia's lead as she slowly deepened the kiss. Julia parted her lips slightly, allowing Eli to move his tongue slowly into her mouth. Eli moved his hands from her hips to her thighs, drawing small circles with his fingers as the kiss quickly became more eager. Julia must have been looking for some sort of consolation for whatever it was that had caused her to cry, because with each moment, the passion in her kiss with Eli grew, and they became more and more heated. Eli felt his acid wash jeans tighten as Julia moved her hands into his hair, pulling, and kissing him hungrily.

Eli lost himself that night somewhere in the feverish bliss that was their kiss. What had began as an innocent attempt to console the girl he had admired for so long quickly turned into something more. He loved her passionately and he could not help but think of the things he wanted to do to her.

Eli had no idea what he was getting himself into.