Hello to everyone reading my newest story! This is my second story on my account, but my very first Degrassi: The Next Generation story. It's going to take place in Season 10, and hopefully you guys will like it. It's going to have drama and romance. It'll be really intense, and I will update frequently if you guys enjoy the story. So read, comment, and review!

Love, Hate, and Lies at Degrassi

Chapter 1: Green Eyes Make Me Melt

I was awakened by the sound of the movers' van loading up all of the boxes. My family and I were moving today, and at the moment, I was not at all happy about it. I was going to have to leave behind my friends, my school, and everything I'd ever loved in Los Angeles.

When I got up out of bed, I heard footsteps coming towards my room. "Gabrielle, honey, are you awake?" Mom asked.

"No, Mom, I'm still asleep, and I don't plan on waking up for a while." I said sarcastically.

She looked at me disapprovingly but jokingly and replied with, "Just get ready. We're going to get going in about two hours."

I groaned and headed to the bathroom so I could do my morning routine. I brushed my teeth, cleaned my pale, white face, and did a natural look with my makeup that still made my hazel eyes pop. Then, after I brushed my long, wavy, brown hair, I just put it up in a high ponytail because all I'd be doing for today at least is sitting on the plane.

"Gabrielle, are you almost ready?" Mom asked. "We're leaving soon!"

I looked at my clock and it read 10:23 A.M., which was an hour and forty-five minutes after I woke up. "Shit." I muttered to myself. The time went by so frickin quickly! I didn't even realize that I took so long, so I just put on a Coldplay t-shirt, some dark blue skinny jeans, and my flip flops. "I'm coming, Mom!" I shouted at the top of my lungs.

When I got downstairs, the rest of my family was waiting in the car and the moving van had already left. "Gabrielle, come on! Our plane leaves in two hours!" my dad yelled from the car.

I got to the car, and to my surprise, my stupid brother and sister were trying to make me sit in the middle. Hell, no. "Mom, can you make Mandy scoot over? I am not sitting in between her and Joe." I asked. Mandy was my little sister and Joe was my younger brother. And God I hated them.

"Amanda, scoot over. You're not the one that has to go to school tomorrow, knowing no one." My mom told her.

"But Gabrielle knows Mark. He'll help her make friends." Mandy argued. I rolled my eyes. Mark a.k.a. Fitz hated me, even though we were cousins.

"Mom, where are we even moving to?" I asked.

"We're moving to Canada, stupid." Joe insulted.

"I know that, genius. But what city?"

"Toronto. We're going to be living right by your school." Dad said. "Oh, and by the way, I'm starting the car now, if you like it or not."

My dad revved the engine, and we went on our way to the airport.

"Dad, what school are Joe and I even going to?" Mandy asked. Mandy and Joe were fraternal twins and they were both eleven.

"You guys will be the newest sixth graders at Don Mills Middle School." Dad replied.

"So how come I had to sit in the middle when Joe and I won't know anyone either?" Mandy asked annoyingly.

"Stop being such a brat, Mandy! I have to go to high school, knowing no one but Fitz, and as you can see, he's not really a person that people like!" I shouted unexpectedly. "I'm sorry. I'm just really nervous, that's all. Going to a new school stresses me out, especially since I don't even know where I'm going." I hinted.

"Oh, Gabrielle, I'm so sorry. I forgot to tell you where you're going to high school!" My mom said embarrassedly. "It's a place called Degrassi Community School. I'm sure you'll love it."

"I hope so." I replied to myself. And then there was silence.

"It looks like we're at the airport already." Dad said, breaking the silence. He stopped the engine, and we got out of the car. Everyone started walking, but I stayed behind for a minute. "Gabrielle, are you coming?" Dad asked.

"Yeah, I'll be there in a second." I replied. "I just want to remember everything about L.A."

After I stood there for a few minutes, I ran after my parents, and we walked into the airport. Since our furniture and our belongings were on their way to the house, we just had to check in and go through security.

Then finally we got on our plane and headed off to Toronto.

When our plane arrived in Toronto, it was almost 9:00 P.M., and I had school tomorrow, so when the moving van dropped off our car, we went straight home.

"Mom, what's the date today?" Mandy asked while we were driving.

"November 23. Why?"

"Oh, no reason, I just wanted to remind Gabrielle that she's going to a new school in the middle of the school year and that it'll be even harder to make friends. Not like she'll have any though, anyway."

"Thanks, Mandy. I'm so glad that you love me so much." I said bitterly.

She smiled evilly at me and then started whispering to Joe. It was probably about me, but I was so used to it now I didn't even care anymore. "Don't listen to her, Gabrielle. I'm sure you'll do great tomorrow." My mom reassured me.

I smiled and nodded at my mom, but then I noticed that the car was approaching a big, red, brick building. "Is this our house?" I asked hopefully.

"It is indeed." Dad replied. "And it looks like the movers have already set up most of our furniture."

"Cool. I didn't even know that movers did that." I said.

"I paid them a little extra." My dad said as he rubbed his thumb and index finger together, intending that he gave the movers cash.

"Nice." I laughed. Then I turned to look at Mom. "Mom, what time does school start tomorrow?"

"8:00 A.M. Oh yeah, and your Aunt Vanessa wants to take you to school. She said that Mark is gonna introduce you to some people."

"Fitz isn't gonna introduce me to people, Mom! People will hate me if they know I'm related to him." I argued.

"Just give him a chance, Gabrielle. You haven't seen him in three years. Maybe he's changed."

I rolled my eyes and said, "Fine."

"Be ready at 7:30, okay?" Mom asked and I nodded. "Now go off to bed. You can't be tired for first impression day. Your bedroom is the first door on the right. Everything is already in there."

I smiled at my mom, went inside the house, and walked upstairs to my room. Then I did my night routine, put on some sweat pants and a t-shirt and went to bed.

The next morning, my mom came in my room and woke me up at 5:30 A.M., but I didn't object because I was greeted with pancakes in bed. Hell, yes!

After I ate my breakfast, I got out of bed and went and took a shower. When I was turning off the shower, I heard a knock on the bathroom door. "Gabrielle, honey?" my mom asked.

"Yeah, Mom? Hold on a sec." I replied.

"Oh, you don't have to get out yet. I was just wondering if I could help you do your hair."

"Umm….sure." I said.

"Awesome!" She paused. "Come in your room in five minutes."

"'Kay." I replied. So I stepped out of the shower, put a purple towel around me, towel dried my hair, and walked back into my room.

My mom had the blow dryer, the curling iron, and the straightener laid out on my bed. Thankfully, my mom was a professional hair stylist, so whenever she wanted to do my hair, I never had a problem with it.

"So? What do you want me to do with your hair?" she asked.

"Hmmm." I paused and thought. "I think this time I'm putting my trust… and my hair in your hands." I smiled. "So you can do whatever you want with it."

"Yay!" My mom said ecstatically. "It'll be a surprise then."

I nodded and closed my eyes while my mom started on my hair. The only hints I got though were the sound of the blow dryer drying and the clamping down of one of the irons.

After twenty minutes, my mom said "Voila! You're all done. Go look in the mirror!"

So I walked over to my vanity and was in awe of how pretty my hair looked. Usually, I just put it up in a ponytail, but I liked this way better. My long, thick, brown hair was pin-straight with volume, parted on the left, and my bangs were swept to the side. "Oh my God, Mom, I love it!" I played with my hair. "It's so…bouncy…and soft."

"Well, I'm glad. Now maybe I'll have an excuse to do your hair every morning."

"I'd love that." I said and I smiled. "What time is it?"

"Um…" my mom looked at her watch. "7:20."

"Shit. I have to finish getting ready."

"Do you need help with your makeup?" Mom asked.

"Um, no I'll just do it myself. I'll make it quick and simple." I said and then rushed back to the bathroom. I got out my makeup bag, and set everything out. First I put foundation and powder on, then dark brown eye liner, black mascara, and some brown eye shadow. And then finally, some sheer lip gloss. I looked at myself in the mirror. "Perfect."

Then I ran back to my room and picked out what I was going to wear. I pulled out and tried on a bunch of clothes, but finally decided on a pair of dark blue skinny jeans, a purple v-neck, and some wedge sandals. I picked up my backpack and ran downstairs. "Mom, I'm ready! Is Aunt Vanessa here?" I asked loudly.

"Yeah, she and Mark are waiting outside for you." My mom looked at me. "You look great, honey. Have an awesome day at school."

"Thanks, Mom." I gave her a hug. "Degrassi here I come."

I walked outside the front door, and my Aunt Vanessa was waiting inside her black pick-up truck. Fitz was sitting in the back with his window rolled down. "Hey, Gabrielle!" Aunt Vanessa greeted. She got out of the car and hugged me.

"Oh, hey, Aunt Vanessa." I replied back.

"You ready to get going?" she asked.

I nodded and said, "Um, so where do I sit?"

She said, "You can go sit next to Mark in the back. I think he's really excited to see you."

"Okay." Oh joy. I thought. So I walked over to the other side of the truck and sat next to Fitz. All he did was stare out the window. I tapped him on the shoulder. "Um, hey, Fitz." I said.

"Hey." He replied, but didn't look up. And then there was silence.

"So…" I said, trying to break the awkward silence.

"Um, you…look good." Fitz said awkwardly to me, finally looking up.

"Thanks, you too." I told him. "So, how is Degrassi?" He looked confused. "I mean, is it a fun school?"

He nodded. "For people like you it always is."

"People like me? What is that supposed to mean?"

"You know…" he stopped.

"I know what, Fitz?"

"You know…hot people."

"Um, okay. Thanks." I replied. Eww. I thought. That's not weird at all. My cousin just told me I was hot? That's…ugh! But maybe that means some other guys will think that too.

"Umm, so I guess we'd better be on our way." Aunt Vanessa said awkwardly. I guess she heard Fitz's and I's conversation.

On the way to school, I rolled down the window and looked out it. It really was relaxing and it helped me get my mind off of things.

When we reached Degrassi's parking lot, there were a lot of people just hanging out. The first people I saw were two girls. One had short, red hair and the other had long black hair. Then, I saw a Barbie-looking girl holding hands with probably her boyfriend in a football uniform. Finally, I saw a cute guy with short, brown hair, who was wearing a shirt that said Torres on the back, so I figured that was his last name.

Then, as Aunt Vanessa was parking, as I was looking out the window, I saw a guy in a hearse drive up. He had kind of long, dark hair and piercing green eyes. They made me melt. At first, I don't think he saw me, but then, he looked out of his rolled down window and winked at me. I grinned and so did he, but it wasn't a normal grin. It was a crooked grin…a hot crooked grin.

"Who's that?" I asked Fitz.

"Who's who?"

"The guy in the hearse." I replied.

"Oh, that's Eli Goldsworthy. He's the bastard that got me arrested. He's a bad guy. I suggest you stay away from him."

Ooh, a bad boy. And he doesn't like Fitz either. He's my type of guy. I didn't say anything after that. Aunt Vanessa stopped the car, and said "Okay, see you guys later."

I started getting out of the car, but then Aunt Vanessa asked, "Gabrielle, do you need a ride home?"

"I'll call you if I do." Then I got my backpack out and closed the door of the truck.

I got out my schedule, and went on my way to the front office. As I was walking, I wasn't paying attention, and I collided with a familiar face.

It was Eli. Eli Goldsworthy. We both fell backwards. "Oh my God, I am so sorry. It's my fault. I wasn't paying attention. Oh, my God, I'm so sorry. Are you hurt?"

He got up and held his hand out to help me up. "Don't worry about it. I probably would've done the same thing. New school, new schedule, new crushes." He said and I smiled. New crushes? Does that mean he likes me too? "I'm Eli Goldsworthy." He told me and held his hand out.

"Gabrielle Fitzgerald." I replied and shook his hand.

"Are you related to Fitz?" he asked.

"Yeah, he's my cousin. And he told me about what you did to him."

He looked apologetic. "I was just really angry. I've regretted it ever since…"

I stopped him. "Don't be sorry, Eli. I hate Fitz. He deserved it, and you're a real man for standing up to him."

He grinned his crooked grin and looked at the ground like he was embarrassed and flattered at the same time. "Thanks. So what grade are you in?"

"Ten. You?" I replied.

"Eleven." He said. Awesome. I could be dating an older guy!

"What time do you have lunch?" I asked.

"12:30. You?"

"Me too!"

I looked at my phone. "Well, I really should get going. I have to um…" I got lost in his deep, warm, green, heartfelt…okay I need to stop describing… eyes. "I have to um…get to first hour." I smiled at him.

"Okay." He said and then kissed my hand.

I couldn't stop grinning. "Um…so I'll see you at lunch?"

"Is that a promise, Gabrielle?" he asked.

"Yeah." He grinned at me. "Yeah it is, Eli."

He nodded at me and I headed off to class.