I know, I know, I should be working on my Adam fic, but hey, I thought I'd jot this down before I forget it. You'd do the same thing if you were me, yes, yes you would. :] Enjoy, babies. Oh and don't worry, just because I'm writing this one doesn't mean I'm going to stop writing my other fic.

Author's Note: I do not own Degrassi, however I do own the character Aiden and her amazingness.

Summary: What happens when an old friend of Eli's shows up at Degrassi? What happens when Eli's friend is there to save the day and stop all the drama at the dance? Read this and you'll find out. Don't worry though, this won't interfere with Eclare and their "relationship" at all.

Chapter One:

The day was going pretty will for Mr. Elijah Goldsworthy. He had woken up, and felt happy from the moment his eyes opened to see the sun shining through his bedroom blinds. He sat up and looked over at the mirror in front of him. He just looked at himself, smiling, he wasn't conceited or anything, but he couldn't help smiling at himself; mainly because of his idea for the day. He'd planned it for awhile, he'd always wake up in the morning and think, this is the day; but he never carried out his scheme. He decided it was the day he was going to kiss Clare, and not for some stupid little English assignment like last time, but for real. He had waited for what seemed like forever to kiss her again; on his own free will. He was going to do whatever it took to kiss her. No matter the situation. He wanted to feel her lips against his and wanted to hold her and never let go. He hadn't told Clare this, of course, not sure of her feelings for him. He was scared to admit his feelings in case she hadn't felt the same way. The thought of her not feeling the same terrified him. He had thought maybe for a moment she liked him just as much as he liked her, but he had to be sure, and hopefully the kiss would prove that to him.

Eli rolled off of his bed, landing on the floor hard. He laid there on his back staring at the ceiling for awhile, until his mom came upstairs and shouted at him to get dressed and come down for breakfast. He scoffed angrily, he was so comfortable on the floor. He finally got up after lying on the floor for five more minutes. He stood to his feet and walked over to his dresser, pulling out a pair of black tight pants, his favorite Dead Hand t-shirt and a black blazer. He got dressed quickly, almost falling over, considering how much of a hurry he was in. He wanted to make it to Clare's house before she left off to school on her own. He looked at himself in the mirror, adjusting himself then applied a thin line of eyeliner on. He smiled in satisfaction at how good he looked. He fixed his hair, grabbed his bag and his keys from off of a hook on the wall and ran downstairs.

He suddenly heard his parents having one of their little "feuds", he just rolled his eyes, a frown on his face and hurried out of the house. He didn't even bother saying good bye to them or having breakfast. He rushed over to Morty, his hearse; also the best car in the world to him, although he sometimes failed on him. He opened the driver's door, threw his bag in and sat inside. He put his keys into the ignition, and Morty started right away. From this little incident, he knew it would be a great day for him. He pulled out of his driveway and headed down the road off to Clare's house. Before he knew it he was there in what seemed like just seconds. He parked in front of her house and got out of his hearse. He walked up the steps to Clare's front door and knocked. The door opened and it just happened to be Clare's mother that answered the door.

"Oh, good morning, Elijah," Clare's Mom greeted Eli.

"Good morning, Mrs. Edwards, and aren't we looking beautiful this morning," He said in a polite tone, basically trying to suck up to Clare's Mom.

Mrs. Edwards blushed, "Oh, Elijah, aren't you sweet," She smiled, "Are you here for Clare?" She asked, letting Eli come inside the house.

"Yes, I am, is she ready?" Eli asked politely, smiling innocently.

"Yes, as a matter of fact she's upstairs right now. You can go up there if you want, she should be down any minute though."

"Thank you," Eli smirked his famous smirk, clicked his tongue at Mrs. Edwards and headed upstairs to Clare's room. Clare was standing in front of her vanity, applying make up and adjusting her little jean jacket she loved to wear. Eli approached her bedroom and stood in the doorway, then knocked, smirking, trying to surprise Clare.

"Knock, knock, Saint Clare."

Clare jumped at the sudden voice, "Eli, what the hell!"

Eli formed a jokingly shocked face and put his hand against chest, and gasped playfully, "Saint Clare! I am appalled at your tone and language!"

Clare glared playfully at Eli, he just smirked, "What are you doing here, Elijah?"

"Oh, yeah, I'm fine, thanks for asking, Clare," He smirked, purposely teasing her, one of his favorite pastimes.

She glared at him once again, "What. Are. You. Doing. Here."

He laughed, "I just thought I'd be a good friend and ask if you wanted a ride to school today?" He asked sweetly.

She smiled, "Thanks, I'd love one."

He smirked in satisfaction, getting what he wanted.

He walked over to her bed and sat down, waiting for her to finish putting on make up. He looked around her room, just checking the place out. He'd never been in Clare's room before. The room wasn't his style, but it was a nice size and it looked nice, even for him. He lied on his back, and let out a huge and loud sigh. He closed his eyes and waited for Clare to finish. He was about to drift off to sleep when Clare suddenly jumped on her bed hard, just to spite Eli. She giggled when he fell of the bed and collapsed on the floor.

"Ow…" Eli said calmly.

"Are you okay?" Clare asked, giggling.

"Hardy, har, har, Sister Clare," Eli joked, teasing her as he got off the floor. It was the second time he'd fallen off of a bed today.

She hit his shoulder and growled at him, he just smirked.

"Come on, let's go," Clare said, getting off the bed and grabbing her purse off of the vanity.

As Clare walked down the hall, Eli was still in her room, looking at her from afar. He was thinking about the kiss they had shared. He smiled to himself, thinking about it, trying to find out if she liked him like he liked her. The kiss must've meant something to her, or else she wouldn't have gone to so much trouble to find out what secret he was carrying with him. Clare finally noticed that no foot steps were behind her and turned around, finding Eli standing there, staring at her.

"Eli?" Clare hissed.

He snapped back into reality, "What?"

"Are you coming?" She chuckled.

"Oh… yeah," He said softly and walked out of Clare's room.

Both Eli and Clare headed down the stairs into the dining room, where Mrs. Edwards was sitting at the table, eating and reading the newspaper. Clare grabbed a piece of toast and nibbled on it.

"Eli, have you had breakfast?" Mrs. Edwards asked.

"Oh, no, I didn't… I couldn't make it to the kitchen this morning, sadly," He replied.

"Eat something, then," Mrs. Edwards ordered.

He just smiled, just to please Mrs. Edwards he grabbed a piece of toast.

"Well, see you after school, Mom," Clare hugged and kissed her Mother bye and walked to the front door, her toast still in her hand.

Eli ran over to his hearse and opened the passenger door for Clare, "Malady," Eli smirked.

Clare curtsied and smiled, "Thank you, Mr. Goldsworthy."

"It's my pleasure, Ms. Edwards," He said, smirking as Clare slid into the car.

He ran around to the driver's side, opening the door and sliding in. He put the keys into the ignition and yet again, Morty started without any trouble. He smiled and did a victory dance in his head. They drove in silence for what seemed like forever for Eli. He quickly turned on the radio and Alexisonfire started blaring. Clare glared at Eli as playfully and jokingly as she could, he just smirked and just to annoy her, he turned it up more. She scoffed, hiding her smirk. She liked Eli a lot and there was no doubt in her mind that she didn't. Whenever around Eli she couldn't help but smile at him, smile at his smiles and smirks. He was just so… addicting to her and she couldn't help wanting to be around him all the time. Every time she thought of him, the kiss they shared came to her mind, then the thought of his girlfriend came to her mind after that, which made me frown. Eli noticed her unhappiness and turned the music down.

"You okay, Edwards?" He asked, concern in his voice.

Clare looked at him, for she was looking out the window, "Yeah," she cleared her throat and smiled, "I'm fine."

Eli didn't believe for a second she wasn't okay, but he didn't want to seem all nosey and pushy. He didn't want Clare to see him as one of those people, which he wasn't. And when he was it was only because he cared about her and didn't like seeing her upset.

Within a few minutes they arrived at school. Eli shut the car off, got out and ran to Clare's side, opening her door for her. He smiled at her and she smiled back, liking his politeness. They walked from the parking lot to the school, side by side, getting very close. This is the moment, Eli, Eli said to himself. Just as he was about to say something, Clare opened her mouth,

"Hey, I have to get to the library, I have this project in Biology due and I still haven't researched. I've been so lazy lately and ¾"

Eli shook his head and smirked, "It's okay, go ahead, I'll meet you there. I left something in Morty, I'll catch up."

Clare smiled and ran up the stairs of Degrassi. Eli watching as she did, admiring her from afar. He didn't really leave anything in Morty, he just needed some time to rethink his strategy. He waited for about 10 minutes and then started heading up the stairs into the Degrassi hallways. He spotted Clare in the library, who was (well it looked like) freaking out about something. Eli looked concerned and hurriedly walked to the library.

Clare was looking over at Mr. Simpson, like she was watching out for him. Eli walked into the library.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"Mr. Simpson is onto me, he knows I set off that stupid stink bomb," Clare snarled.

"I knew it was you!" Eli gasped and smirked.

"Shhhh! Shut up," Clare growled, "He'll freakin' hear you."

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it," Eli smirked once again.

"Wha ¾"

"Sir?" Eli began, gaining Simpson's attention, "I believe that Mark Fitzgerald had set off that stink bomb yesterday," He said flatly, seeming calm and cool, "I heard him bragging about it."

"Is this true?" Simpson looked at Clare.

"Possibly," Clare gulped, knowing it was bad to lie to Mr. Simpson.

"I'll look into it," Simpson said and walked away.

"Why'd you do that?" Clare asked, frustrated, "Fitz is gonna find out and he's going to come after you."

"Hey, I said I'd take care of it and that's exactly what I did," Eli smirked.

"What are you going to do when Fitz finds out?" Clare asked. She wanted the whole cat and mouse thing to stop, she wanted peace again.

"No, the question is… What are you going to do for me now that I've gotten Simpson off your trail?" Eli bit his lip and smirked, his green eyes glimmering.

"Well, what did you have in mind?" Clare asked, gnawing on her lip.

"Well, I don't know ¾" Eli went in for a kiss, but was sadly, interrupted.

"Eli!" A girl's voice yelled.

Eli looked over to his left for the voice and his jaw dropped, surprised and shocked, not knowing what to say.

"Aiden!" Eli gasped and smiled, his face lit up, running over to the girl and picking her up into a hug.

Clare looked confused, not jealous, but confused. She walked over to where they were standing, keeping calm, trying to hide her confused face.

"Eli, fuck, man, what're you doing here?" The girl said, who was obviously named Aiden. The girl was dressed in all black; wearing a Marilyn Manson t-shirt, tight black pants, handcuffs hanging from her front belt loops with a rainbow belt. Her make up was really thick and dark; her eyes had really thick eyeliner, lots of black eye shadow and dark red lips. She had lip piercings on both sides of her bottom lip. She had a tattoo that said, "Being happy is self control over depression; being broken is knowing what it is like to truly fall in love" on her right wrist and another tattoo on her left wrist of a rotting tree trunk with eyes.

"No, the question is what the fuck are you doing here?" Eli laughed, punching the girl's shoulder lightly.

"Dude, man, I transferred here like, yesterday, but couldn't start till today," Aiden replied.

Eli hugged the girl again, a huge smile on his face, "So, why did you transfer here?"

"Well, you know how my parents were always fighting non-fucking-stop?" Aiden said, Eli nodded.

"Yeah."

"Well, they finally agreed to a divorce and ¾" She snapped her fingers, "They were history."

Eli laughed, "About fucking time, man."

Clare stood by Eli's side, "Oh, Aiden, this is Clare, Clare, Aiden," Eli said, adoration in his voice every time he said Clare's name. Aiden noticed and smirked to herself.

Aiden smiled at Clare and shook her hand, "So… I'm kind of confused here," Clare said softly, laughing nervously.

"Oh, Eli and I went to the same school and were friends since we were, like, shit, 5 years old," Aiden said, looking at Eli.

Eli nodded, "Yeah, we were sadly broken apart when I transferred here because of… well, problems, you know." Clare knew what he was talking about, apparently Eli had transferred schools after his girlfriend's death.

There was 15 minutes until class started, so Clare, Eli and Aiden sat in the library and talked.

Eli excused himself to the bathroom. Clare and Aiden were left alone for what seemed like forever.

"I can't help but wonder, are you and Eli, like, a thing?" Aiden asked.

"Oh… you know, I'm not even sure," Clare said, chuckling nervously. The only thing on Clare's mind was wondering if Eli and Aiden had dated, this scared her. She didn't want to lose Eli.

"Psh, that's Eli for you," Aiden scoffed, leaning back in her chair.

"What do you mean?" Clare asked, not sure of what Aiden was talking about exactly.

"Well, okay, let me say this, I could tell just from the way he introduced you, that he digs you," Aiden whispered.

"Really?" Clare was surprised.

"Oh, yeah, I can read that kid like a book," Aiden scoffed again, "And he's just stalling his next step with you, just being cautious. But in time, he'll come around, believe me."

Clare chuckled, "This is a stupid question but, were you and Eli ever… you know, together?"

Aiden started laughing, Clare confused again, "No, never. We were just best friends for a long time. Plus, I would never date him."

Clare got even more confused, who wouldn't want to date Eli? She wondered, "Why not?" Clare asked.

Aiden laughed again, "Because, Clare, he's not really my 'type'," Aiden made air quotes, trying to give a hint to Clare, but Clare couldn't quite get it.

Clare gave Aiden yet another confused look, Aiden chuckled and whispered, "I'm a lesbian, Clare, you don't have to worry about Eli and me. He's all yours, doll."

Clare sighed in relief and smiled at Aiden, Thank God, she said to herself.

So, what do you think? I think it's going to be good, I hope. I hope you guys liked it. It's my SECOND Degrassi fic. Oh, and by the way, later chapters will lead to the season finale, and the whole thing will change. Anyways, review me? I know you wanna. Do it. All the cool kids are doing it, you should too. Oh come on. :P Well, if you don't review, you could at least story alert me. :]