Wallflower
Summary: Clare Edwards has always been a Wallflower. What she doesn't know is that one dark haired boy has been admiring her from afar as she tried to blend in.
Chapter One: Prologue
Clare Edwards has always been a wallflower. Whether it came to her sister Darcy, who, no matter what she did, was always the focus of her arguing parents. Darcy was the outgoing, spunky, vivid beauty of the two daughters, and the mother and father Edwards favored that.
But Clare didn't mind, in fact, she was used to it. Basically, all her life, she has tried her best to blend in, and according to her, it was working perfectly.
That's where she was wrong. Because little did she know, that one dark haired boy had been admiring her from afar as she tried to blend in. He hadn't known her for that long. Actually, he had never met her. But the minute he laid eyes on her, he knew she was one interesting girl.
With her long brown haired tied slickly into a ponytail, then pulled over to her right shoulder, her pearly whites, currently blocked by her metal braces, and even behind her bulky, plain glasses, held curious, shining blue eyes, that no one had seemed to notice.
But he did.
He caught onto a lot of things about her actually.
Like when she becomes nervous, she bites her bottom lip, fiddles with her hands, and looks around the room, avoiding anyone's eye. When she's excited, her mouth breaks into a pleasing grin, and her body straightens. Or when she is shocked, her eyebrows rise slightly, making her eyes widen, and her lips would part in disbelief.
Every little trait about her made her more intriguing to him.
And he had heard things. Some good; some bad.
One, she was Christian, like, very Christian. Due to that, she wore a rather obnoxious cross around her neck, and a shiny abstinence ring that only added to the pureness of her entire essence.
Some say her sister, Darcy, who had graduated from Degrassi a few years before, was stalked online due to her selling racy pictures of herself to some creeps, had been raped, and then falsely accused Simpson, our current principal, of sexual harassment.
Others say her parents have been fighting, so Clare has been questioning her religion.
Were these rumors correct? As far as Eli knew, yes. Eli knew for a fact that they were. But, did he care? Nope. Not one bit. Because all of these things made Clare who she was, and he loved everything about her. Without any of these things occurring in her life, Clare would have something missing. And he wouldn't find her the same.
Eli wanted to know her. He wanted to find out more about her. Not the rumors, because those are just grains of sand to him, but what made her tick, things she loved, favorite authors. Anything he could get his hands on.
He knew it seemed creepy to like a girl that he had never talked to, but it didn't matter to him. Because he didn't care what people thought about him.
That's why he drove a hearse, wore all black, and applied light eyeliner on his bottom lid every morning without a blinking an eye or a second thought.
Clare had never noticed him. Eli didn't know that, but he still had hope, hope that they would meet, and he would find out every little thing about that blue eyed beauty.
Would he? He'd find out soon enough.
Sorry if its so short- I tried ot make it longer, but describing things out isnt my forte.
PLEASE REVIEW. If you like it, GREAT! If you dont...constructive critisism would be lovely! Thank you c;
~CC