Author's note: This story is about Elijah Goldsworthy's little sister Natasha. If you liked my first story, you'll love this one! reviews are strongly encouraged!(: Thanks guys! xoxo-Laci.

"Natasha, get your ass up, or i'm making you take the bus!"

I groaned.

First day of highschool, yipee.

School wasn't my strong point.

I looked over at my cell phone.

The white bold letters read out to be 6:30.

School started at 7:00.

"Natasha, I'm not kidding. C'mon!"

Elijah was so annoying.

We lived like 2 minutes away from school.

The only reason why he wanted to go so early is so he could play all kissy kissy with Clare.

Seriously, there relationship made me want to gag up unicorns.

I regretfully hopped out of bed and walked over to my closet.

My style was different from most.

I wore alot of so called "scene" clothes.

I was different from most teenage girls.

While most girls were obsessing over boys and nailpolish, I spent my days headbanging to Sleeping with Sirens and dying my hair all crazy colors.

I liked standing out, It made me feel sort of inferior.

For a 14 year old, I had a pretty strong confidence.

I didn't let people bring me down.

I threw on a grey tank top with homemade holes in the back and a pair of black skinnys.

I left my hair as it was, knot and tangly.

Then i groggily walked down the stairs.

There Eli was, looking all pissed off.

"Jeez could you be any longer tash?"

I rolld my eyes.

"Of course I could Elijah, no problem."

He groaned and headed out the door.

I saw him get in Morty, his beloved car.

I swear, he loved that car more then he loved me and Clare combined.

"Oh god, were taking the death mobile to school?"

He patted the car's hood, as if it were someone's shoulder.

"Hey it's better than the bus."

I shrugged.

He was right, the bus was pretty terrible.

It always smelt like tuna fish sandwiches and soiled pants.

Which i found sorta of peculiar, and gross.

I got in the passenger seat and put in my Sleeping with Sirens cd.

Eli started to tap the stearing wheel like it was a set of drums.

The one good thing about my brother was his sense of music.

He was sort of my inspiration, he didn't take crap from anybody.

We drove off singing song lyrics to all of there songs.

Then we arrived in the stranded student parking lot.

I hated being there early, it seemed like it was abandoned or something.

I opened the door but Eli grabbed my arm.

I shot him the "what the hell" look.

"Uhm, Eli, why are you stopping me."

I saw him sigh.

"Look, degrassi isn't like junior high Tash. It's a jungle out here, and I don't want you making mistakes. We've already been through so much shit, I don't think we need anymore. Just be careful."

It was cute how he cared.

I punched his shoulder playfully.

"Awh, somebody loves his little sister."

He gave me a noogie and stepped out the door.

Of course less than 5 feet away was Clare.

She ran up to him and they collided into a massive bear hug.

Puke, puke, pukidty, puke.

They were just so, blegh all the time.

When they pulled away Clare looked over at me.

"Hey Natasha, excited for your first day at Degrassi?"

I put on an obvious fake smile.

"Oh of course, I'm sure its gonna be fantabulous."

Eli shot me the death glare.

I just rolled my eyes and walked away.

I decided to sit on the front steps and listen to my ipod.

Gosh, this was so boring.

I hated sitting here bored and alone.

Then i felt somebody step on my foot.

I hated that.

I ripped out my headphones and stood up so fast I almost lost my balance.

"Hey buddy, watch where your going!"

The person turned around.

"I'm sorry, next time I'll be more careful. I'm Stephen."

He looked like degrassi threw up on him.

He was wearing a degrassi logo shirt, degrassi sweatpants, and degrassi sports jacket.

I could smell his jockniss all the way from here.

"I'm Natasha. So what sport do you play?"

He shot me a confused look.

"Pardon me?"

Ugh, I hated the word Pardon.

It was all fancy and shit.

So overrated.

"Well telling by your choice of outfit, you seem like a jock."

He raised his eyebrows seductivly.

"I play football, I'm actually quaterback."

His attempt at bragging was pitifull.

"Being cocky isn't gonna get you anywhere in my pants Romeo."

He laughed deeply.

He sorta sounded like Darth Vader.

I found that sort of epic.

"What makes you think I wanna get in your pants green eyes?"

I scoffed.

"Well most jocks don't make small talk with little niners know do they?"

He pushed back his wavy brown hair.

I could tell he thought he was some sort of greek god.

How pathetic.

"Age is only a number."

I laughed.

"Tell that to the Canadian's feds."

We were then interrupted by a sworm of students.

He picked up his backpack and placed it firmly on his shoulder.

"I gotta run to class, It was nice talking to you Natasha."

I rolled my eyes.

"I wish I could say the same."

He winked at me and walked off.

Eli poked my back nearly giving me a stroke.

"Tash has a crush, Ooooh."

I punched his back and walked into school.

And also walking into the next 4 long years of my life.