Eclare never met, but they're about to. Clare is waaaaaaayyyy OOC, but Eli is still the same, sarcastic and black-loving Eli. The story is a lot better that the summary, I can promise you.

Disclaimer: I don't own Degrassi, Stephen Stohn does. If I did, Eli and Clare would still be together, Jake would be with Katie, Imogen would be with Fitz, and Drew would still be with Bianca.


Clare POV

My parents have been divorced for four years. When I was thirteen, my mom cheated on my dad and she was abusing me, so my father and I decided to move out. When she was drunk, I would be hit. When she was mad, I would be hit. When she was sad, I would be hit. It was a never ending cycle.

Me and my father, Randall, lived in an apartment in Montreal until this year. We decided to move to Toronto. We had to move because of me, spinning out of control. My last boyfriend, Fitz, was involved with gangs. He started to abuse me, the same way my mother abused me, and I got scared. I wouldn't tell anyone what was going on. Not even my former best friend, K.C. He found out when we went swimming, and I had bruises all over my stomach, wrists and arms. He told my father, and we packed up everything we owned and moved, trying to get away from Fitz and his gang.

I'm now seventeen, and I'll be a junior this year. Everyone used to know me as the Christian girl who would always walk around with a bible and my cross necklace, but things changed since my mother turned reckless. I long shed my purity ring, and I usually only wear black. I became anorexic when I was sixteen, but I got better just a couple months ago, and I never fully gained all of my weight back.

People noticed a change in my attitude. I'm not the same happy-go-lucky girl anymore. I became bitchy, sarcastic and a smartass.

One thing I didn't lose, though, was my love for writing.

I started in a new school, Degrassi Community School, and is enrolled in twelfth grade advanced English. I enjoy writing with a passion. It's the only part of me that stayed the same since my parents split up.

Once I thought things couldn't get any worse, I met someone who put the light back in my eyes. He turned my life around, maybe for the worse, maybe for the better. Even though I'm still the same, angsty teenager who's pissed off because of her mother, he became the best part of my life.

He gave me a reason to live, and to fight for what I believe in.


This is just the opening. I'm updating in probably an hour the first chapter, since this is so short.