BREAKING DOWN
Summary: How did she get to where she is now? Did anyone think it could go this way? Well, that's for you to decide. A Fanfic surrounded around Ellie's life actions. Please read and reveiw.
Disclaimer: I do not own Degrassi: The Next Generation or any of it's characters. The only thing I own is the story idea, itself.
Rating: T (PG-13) For light coarse language, mild sexual content, and some violent issues.
Chapter One
The huge steel door swings open allowing a frail redhead adorned in pale orange, whose escorted by a a large dark man in uniform, into the room. She was directed to the metal table, taking place at the only available chair. She kept her eyes on her folded hands which rested neatly in her lap. As the older woman, which currently occupied the chair before her, spoke out in a calming tone.
"Ms. Nash?"
The girl just kept here eyes focused on the same spot, but began to pick at the tips of her nails.
"Or do you prefer Eleanor?"
"I would prefer if you stopped talking to me."
The woman crossed her arms over her chest and leaned back in her seat. "Eleanor, do you know why your here?"
The redhead just gave a short sigh of disgust, ran one hand through her long locks and leaned forward arms crossing her arms just as the other had, resting both elbows on the table. "Listen, I don't know what this is but I don't need you or anyone else to look out for me."
"Okay, now you look. I'm not here to look out for you, I don't wanna be your friend and I'm not gonna rub your back and tell you it's all gonna be all right, when it's not."
"That's good," She gave her head a light tilt to the left and narrowed her eyes, raising them to the woman before her. "Because I'm fine."
"Oh your fine?" She repeated in a mimicking tone, although raising her voice slightly.
"Yeah I'm fine."
"Take a look around yourself, Eleanor. Look at yourself. This is miles from fine. Don't you care?"
The girl kept her eyes glued to the ground under her.
"Look at me, look at me, Eleanor. Do you even care? Do you care that your here? Look up Eleanor!" She yelled, bursting from her chair.
The teen began to shake subconsciously.
"Do you care!" The woman shouted slamming her fist onto the table.
"Yes!" She finally let out with raw emotion visible in her words.
"Then tell me why your here!" After she spoke again she noticed the young girl was beginning to crack, watching as her tears soaked her skin. And then taking in a breath, she sat back down, folded her hands and voiced her question, once again, in a relaxed tone. "Why are you here?"
She caught gaze with the woman, allowing her distraught emotional content apparent and lightly muttered. "Where do I start?"
"Just start from the beginning."
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"Last one." A tall man rejoiced, placing a regular like brown box onto the floor, and throwing his hands in the air as if to confirm his completion. "So how does it feel?"
"I don't know. How does it feel, mom?" The young redheaded teen giggles out towards her mother.
"Hmm, like home."
The three of them continued to joke with one another as they sat in there living room gleaming.
This would be there fresh start...
A new start.
(A/N: So, what did you think? And might I add, I am not a big ol' baby so you can flame me if you want I'm not gonna cry your just one person. So fire away! Also, I hope for the next chapter to be better and longer. So, I hope you come back and read some more. Thanks to all who took time to read, love ya'll)
