Well here it is! My first ever Degrassi story! I'm new to all of this, 'cause I haven't been watching Degrassi for too, too long, so I'm slowly catching up with old episodes. You're critism would be appreciated :).

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Degrassi, nor wil I ever!

ENJOY! R&R!


Dear K.C

Elijah Goldsworthy, better known as Eli, sat down at his usual lunch table with his girlfriend Clare Edwards, and best friend Adam Torres. It was raining on this Tuesday day, which meant that no secret hideout today. Adam was sitting on his right, busily texting away.

"Let me guess, Fiona?" asked Eli.

"Yeah. Aren't they so cute?" said Clare, sighing. Eli rolled his eyes, which only got him a light smack from Clare.

Adam placed his phone down, a fairly large smile now creeping across his face. "She told me to come meet her in the Art room.

"Aw!" was all Clare said, now smiling brightly as she was genuinely happy for her best friend. Eli went to roll his eyes once again, but even he couldn't help but to crack a grin of his own.

"Well," said Eli, "what are you waiting for! Go to her my machismo!" Adam and Eli shared a smirk as they high-five each other before Adam got up, taking off to find his princess.

Clare smiled. "Looks like Adam is going to get his dream girl."

"I just hope she's right for him," said Eli.

"Aw, is Elijah Goldsworthy looking out for our little Adam?"

"It's Eli, Blue Eyes, never forget it."

"Oh yeah, and what if I did?" teased Clare, tilting her head to the side.

Eli only smirked in return. "Then I'd have to do this." He leaned in, placing a kiss on her lips. Clare, although enjoying the moment, pulled away quickly.

"Are you crazy! Do you want to get in trouble for PDA!"

"Relax, Blue Eyes, one look at my charming face, and no teacher will be able to write us up.

Clare rolled her eyes. "You're so full of yourself, Eli." She received another smirk in return that caused her to crack a smile of her own. Her smile quickly vanished, however, and turned into a slight glare. Eli, confused by this, looked in the direction of where Clare was starring, and ended up making direct eye contact with a blonde football player; the one who had knocked up the cheerleader. K.C was his name Eli thought.

"What's wrong Blue Eyes?"

Clare pulled her focus from K.C to meet Eli in the eyes. "Huh?"

"You were just giving that football player a semi-death stare. What's up?"

"It's nothing…he's nothing…just kind of my ex boyfriend." Eli, whose gaze had casually glanced back to the football player, instantly turned back to his girlfriend. Ex boyfriend? Did he hear her correctly?

"Ex boyfriend? My, my, Edwards, I was never informed of this ex." Eli raised an eye brow at Clare, obviously trying to make a joke about it, when it was secretly bothering him deep down. Why did she not tell him?

"He was nothing, really," assured Clare. "We only kissed a couple of times, that's it."

"That doesn't explain why you were just starring him down."

"Oh that's because…well, he actually cheated on me last year. It's why we broke up." Eli was quite for a moment as he starred at her. He starred at her beautiful blue eyes, and her perfect figure. He starred at her perfectly cute face, and her perfectly placed hair. He was trying to figure out why any guy would ever want to cheat on someone as perfect as her.

"Did I just hear you correctly, Clare? He cheated on you?"

"Yeah. With Jenna."

"Wait, whose Jenna?"

"The blonde cheerleader."

"The one who's pregnant? He cheated on you with her?"

"Yea. She was willing to put out, and I wasn't. End of story."

Eli was no angry. He cheated on his perfect, amazing, Clare, all because of her promise to God? Sure, Eli didn't believe in the promise himself, but it was her choice, and he respected that. What the fuck was wrong with this kid?"

"Uh oh, Eli, I know that face you're making," said Clare, making note of Eli's obviously angered face. "What's wrong?"

"I'm trying to figure out why the hell he would ever want to cheat on you! Is there something wrong with this kid?"

"Eli, it's nothing, really. I mean, sure, when it happened, I was hurt. I mean, he was my first boyfriend, and I thought I loved him. But he went off and cheated on me with one of my friends. It hurt. But I got over it. I realized he wasn't worth all this pain, and if he couldn't accept my promise to God, then I wasn't meant to be with him. And besides," Clare stopped to grab a hold of Eli's hands, as she smiled. "I met you. And you are far better than any football player."

Eli's face showed one of his on smiles. Not a smirk, or a grin, but a true smile. "I guess I owe it to him and his stupid mistake, then, 'cause without it, then I wouldn't be dating you." Eli stopped and smirked. "Well, I mean I still would have flirted constantly, but at least now I don't have to deal with a jealous boyfriend."

Clare smiled at her boyfriend. "So you're done being mad now?"

"I'll always see it as his loss."

"Good," said Clare, still smiling.


Eli strolled down a now empty hallway an hour later. He was using the excuse that he badly had to go to the bathroom so he could get out of his History class. He decided a few minutes walking through the halls of Degrassi was better than sitting in Mr. Fargo's History class. He walked with a large smirk plastered on his face. That smirk faded, however, when he noticed down the hall, was a certain blonde football player, at his locker.

Eli glared ahead of him, anger resurfacing. He didn't even know K.C, but he already knew that he didn't like him.

All because of what he did to his perfect, amazing Clare.

Eli was tempted to keep walking, until he came face to face with K.C, but he didn't want to upset Clare with a confrontation. He was tempted to just go up to K.C and introduce himself, but he knew, deep down, that would also cause problems.

Eli gritted his teeth. He didn't like that his only option was to pretend that K.C just didn't exist. It wasn't him to just sit back and ignore someone who had hurt his Blue Eyes.

That's when an idea had hit him. He knew the perfect way to make sure K.C knew who he was. He turned back around, and headed back to his History class.

He had some work to do.


It was finally the end of the day, and K.C was ready to just have the day end. Of course, he still had much to do, but he was ready to just leave Degrassi for the day.

He opened his relatively clean locker, only to have a folded piece of paper fall out of it. Curious, he picked it up.

The front of it was addressed with his name. He unfolded and this is what he read:

Dear K.C,

We haven't officially met. I'm Elijah Goldsworthy, but you are to call me Eli, and nothing else. I'm that mysterious, dark, Goth kid that I know you've seen around school. Ya know? The kid who drives a hearse, and is "obsessed" with death. I'm guess right about now you're wondering why I left you this note in your locker, or who I am. Well let me help you with that.

I'm Eli Goldsworthy, and I am currently dating your ex, Clare Edwards. In fact, I'm not only dating her, but I pretty sure I'm falling in love with her. Guess you never thought that our, well my, Saint Clare, would ever date a scary, dark kid like me. Well, trust me, I'm still trying to figure out what she sees in me myself.

Anyways, so today I had an interestingconversation with her at lunch. She told me about you. She told me about how you guys "dated" (It's in quotations 'cause from what she has told me, that wasn't a relationship.), and how you ended up cheating on her [and then knocked up a blonde cheerleader] with her friend. See, this made me quite mad. Why? Well I guess I couldn't figure out why you would ever want to cheat on someone like Clare? I mean, she's bright, one of the smartest girls I have ever met. She has these beautiful blue eyes (thus my nickname for her being Blue Eyes) that can just warm a room right up. She's a good person all around, and not to mention she's absolutely beautifully stunning. I mean, she has everything, what's not to love about her?

See, K.C, I wanted to go find you, and make you regret ever cheating on someone as amazing as Clare. Who stoops that low to cheat on their girlfriend, all because she had a promise to God years ago, to wait until marriage to have sex? That's pretty low, K.C. I wanted to hit you as hard as I could. But I didn't. Why? Well, first I knew how it would upset Clare, and I would never aim to upset her. Ever. Also, because I decided that maybe having to have to deal with a child at your age is a pretty big punishment itself.

I'm writing this to you, K.C, for one simple reason. I want to thank you. Again, why? I just said how I wanted to punch you, I know, but I want to thank you because if you didn't make such a idiotic, stupid, mistake last year, then I would not be where I am now, with the greatest girl I could ever ask for. I just hope you realize how badly you fucked up on letting her go so easily. I hope you regret ever doing it, 'cause I know if I was in your position, I surely would be.
Sincerely,

Eli Goldsworthy.

P.S- Clare likes kissing me a hell of a lot. Probably more that she did with you. How does that feel? ;).

K.C looked around, as if to expect to find Eli next to him. He glared into his locker as he crumpled up the letter, and threw it into his locker before he slammed it shut.


Eli stood leaning against Morty as he waited for Clare to meet him. She came walking over a few seconds later, a confused look dazed across her face.

"Thinking too much, Blue Eyes?" asked Eli, smirking.

"Ha ha, very funny, Eli. No, actually, something weird just happened to me."

"Care to share?"

"It was nothing major, really. Just that I was talking to Adam at my locker, right, and I look past him to find K.C starring me down."

Eli stood straight up. "Oh really?"

"Yeah, it was weird. It was like he was trying to glare at me. I don't get it."
Eli just shrugged. "Forget about it. Something's obviously wrong with him, especially if he ever thought cheating on you was a good idea."

Clare smiled. "Is that so?"

"You know it," he replied, leaning down to kiss Clare, keeping his letter a little secret for now.

END.So, what did you guys think! Love it, or hate it! Let me know :).