Authors Note:

First of all this is NOT a oneshot. This story will have more chapters that are possibly going to be longer. I wrote this on my phone and had my good friend/co-author moondancer2190 edit it and clean it up. So if it doesn't make sense blame my phone not us. This is my first fanfic over all and her 3rd one but first Degrassi. We hope it doesn't suck.

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We do not own Degrassi, if we did Julia would still be alive,Clare would have better storylines,and Chante would have been gone by now.

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"Julia, wait!" I called out to my love. We had just had an argument and I practically banned her from my hearse for life. She kept walking her arms folded and pressed to her chest in the pouring rain. "What do you want?" she interrogated me. Black streams ran from her gorgeous brown eyes to down to her perfectly molded chin. "I'm sorry, maybe you're right, maybe moving in with me would be the best idea. But we have to talk it over with Bullfrog and Cece first." she couldn't stand seeing me angry butwhen I said this relief overcame her anger towards me. "Come on let's get you out of this rain, your makeup is running." I grabbed Julia's arm and walked her back to Morty.

"So are you actually gonna talk to Bullfrog and Cece for me?" Julia really hated her stepmom. It was like her passion for hate bled so deep that Julia would've killed her if she had the chance.

"Well, you're just gonna leave me to talk them on my own. How sweet." I said mockingly and sent a crooked smirk her way and jerked Morty to life. How ironic? Jerking a hearse to life. I drove her back to her house and I comforted and assured her that I would talk to Bullfrog and Cece tonight.

"Just go in there and attempt to make it through tonight. Okay?"

"Whatever, just call me tonight so I won't go insane." That sounded more like a threat than a command. "Okay." Later that night I sat down with Bullfrog. "Hey, what do you think about Julia?"

"Julia? She's a sweet girl, I swear she reminds me of you with boobs. Haha"

"Really, would there be a problem with her moving in?" Bullfrog looked at me as if he were going to banish me from the face of the earth."Do you really think you're ready for that form of commitment kid?"

"You know I would do anything to be her escape from her demon of a stepmother"

"Well just give her a time and place and we'll help her move in"

"Thanks Bullfrog" I attempted to maintain my composure as I raced to my room. I immediately lunged for my phone and flipped it open. I saw that I had a text. Who the hell would text me? Everyone knew I hated texting. It was so unneccessary. It was a message from an unknown number. The LCD screen teased me with a message reading "Hey (:". My only available response was "Who is this?". Less than 2 minutes later a reply came informing me that it was Clare. How the hell did she get my number? I only talked to her through I.M's and that was rare. I called Julia to brighten her evening with the news. I told her I would call her back after I took a shower. More and more messages came running to my phone like some over-active messenger pigeon. After my shower that night I went straight to bed, knowing that I would have to face the unforgiving wrath of Julia Echoes the next morning. I woke up in the middle of the night due to a nuisance known as Clare Edwards. Why is she up so late? We have a project to do and tomorrow is a Monday this was no time to be an insomniatic annoyance. I was woken up again thinking it was a text message in reality it was my Pandora letting me know I had to get dressed for my date with the Reaper, Julia Echoes. I put slipped into a v-neck band tee, a shadow-black blazer, some oh-so-comfortable gray-black skinnies, and my pair of black Converse. I hung my head low while I grabbed my backpack and headed out the door. I knew Julia was going to sacrifice me to an artificial God and I was helplessly tired from all those damn messages Clare sent. I saw Julia walking down the hall she simply passed me and Adam up.

"Dude, what did you do?" Adam asked almost feeling sorry FOR me. Emphasis on that word almost. "I forgot to call her back and Clare kept texting me" I said helplessly and sheepishly. "Here comes the Typewri ter, I'll catch you later dude." I couldn't believe Adam just left me here to deal with Clare by myself. He can be such a jerksometimes. "Hey Clare, sorry I can't talk I gotta get to class" I wasn't trying to avoid her but I also wasn't trying to have Julia kill me.