Why hello there, my fanficiton friends
This is what I imagine to be the first episode of Degrassi when it restarts in October. Based on the promos. I'll try to stay in third person but if needed I may switch to first. This is T-rated by the way. And if this goes well, I may just write for the rest of the new season.
Read if you dare. Oh right and uh I think I'm suppose to say this:
I DO NOT OWN DEGRASSI OR ANY OF ITS CHARACTERS. (How'd I do?)
Third Person
"I cannot believe this." Dave shook his head back and forth while still managing to complain about the new uniforms.
"Well, I think it's reasonable," Connor began. Dave groaned," Mr. Simpson is mad. He trusted us and we let him down. Plus I don't mind these uniforms that much."
"That's only because you're used to wearing the same thing everyday." Said Dave glaring down the familiar hallway now totally unrecognizable.
The traffic lanes of Degrassi now crowded with the blue, red and beige colors of the uniforms. The new rules and regulations that were posted around every corner kept the students from shaking their heads in disbelief at the drastic changes to their previously safe school. Teachers who were always known to be cheery and carefree now carefully eye each and every student. And the menacing figures posted in front of every main entrance/exit scared any thought of rebellion out of the air.
Clare's POV
I didn't want to believe my eyes. Fitz. No it can't be true. Fitz. Back. Fitz back at Degrassi. How? Why? I realize that he didn't hurt anyone but still he had a knife. A knife at school. And they let him come back? Doesn't he have to go to juvie or something? Wouldn't he have had enough strikes on his record after what he did? And even though I didn't want to believe it. There, walking down the hallway was Mark Fitzgerald.
I glanced back the way I came trying to devise an alternative route, but I knew even before glancing at the bully that he was coming to talk to me. I knew what I had to say. I knew what I wanted to say, but in my mind I had imagined having at least a month before I'd have to confront it.
I drew back my shoulders and took in a long shaky breath. I looked up expecting to see Fitz before me but instead saw Fitz in front of a boy with dark hair and green eyes.
Eli's POV
I stood before the person who could've ended me, trying to decide which would be the best way to piss him off. I wanted to smirk but found it lost to me. The same way my confidence went when I pulled this horrid uniform on. Fitz glanced down at me. "Did you get those urine stains out yet?"
"It's kinda hard to get rid of something that was never there." Found the smirk.
"Still trying to be the smart-ass, I see." he said trying to keep his air of menace while wearing the new uniform.
"Whatever, Fitz I was done with this feud a long time ago."
"Guess it wasn't soon enough Dr. Doom or I wouldn't be dressed like this." Now it was his turn to smirk.
I shook my head and turned around planning to walk away, but was stopped by a set of blue eyes. She wore a sad look like she just watched a sad movie where the main character died. Her solemn gaze caught mine. Something flitted through her eyes but it was gone before I even saw it. She gave the slightest shake of her head, in disappointment, and walked away.
(Cut to opening credits and commercial. Right now I would be going to bathroom and grabbing my phone so I could call my friend the second the episodes over)
Third Person
"Now remember, the new dress code must be worn at all times. Have a good day."
"Cut. Good, now go to class you two," Mr. Simpson, said his cheery demeanor completely gone.
Sav grabbed his backpack and walked out of the room, Holly J, right behind him.
Once they were out of the principal's radar, Sav whirled around." Holly J. we need to talk."
"I don't think we need to talk at all. We got caught doing something we weren't supposed to and now were paying for it. It's over. It's all over." Holly J. kept walking without even a glance.
"We obviously do need to talk if that's how you feel about it," He said exasperated, " Can we talk after school?"
"Can't I have to work. "
" Well I can come and hang out there until your shift is over. That is if my parents let me," His face twisted into a scowl, then softened," Like old times." He said with a hesitant smile.
"Sav, don't you get it. It will never be like old times. Look around you. The school's a mess. And I don't have the time to pick up the pieces." Sav's face fell as he watched her walk away obviously ending whatever hope he had of fixing things.