"Guys, we have a new student today, her name is Juliette White, and she's coming all the way here from Washington D.C.," Ms. Oh introduced to her class of red shirted juniors. They all stared at the petite brunette as she tugged nervously at the edge of her khaki uniform skirt. She looked up and gazed at her new, unfamiliar peers, until her eyes locked on a pair of bright emerald eyes. Her chocolate brown eyes sparkled as they bore into his. His eyes, fixed on hers, gleamed of mystery. After a few more seconds, she tore her eyes away from his and found her seat towards the back of the room. He was sitting diagonally behind her and she could tell that he was still looking at her. She glanced over her shoulder at him, but he was already looking away. She shrugged, thinking it was just a fluke, and focused back on the board.

Little did she know that he had just turned away as she turned to look at him. He couldn't help but stare at her. Something about her was, enticing, enchanting even. This was weird for him; he had just been broken up with by a girl who he felt he was in love with. So why was he looking at her so intensely, and why did he want nothing but to know this girl? He tried to shake his thoughts out of his head and bury himself in his work. He stared down at his notebook, where he was cleverly hiding a manuscript of his newest play. He tapped his foot eagerly, trying to contain himself as he waited for the bell to sound. Glaring up at the clock, he saw that he was mere seconds away from talking to her. He slammed his notebook shut and quickly slipped it into his bag. And just as he did, the bell rang and the classroom and hallways began to fill with the mindless chatter of high school.

Juliette took her sweet time, mainly because that's just how she did things, but she worked a little bit slower than usual just in case a certain dark haired prince wanted to come talk to her. He noticed her speed and took the opportunity. He sauntered over to her desk and she stared up at him, meeting his sparkling green eyes once again. She stood up to meet him, noticing they were about the same height, though he was a little taller. He noticed how her wavy brown hair fell just bellow her chest, and how her lips seemed to have a natural pink tint. His eyes shifted back to hers, and he flashed her one of his famous crooked smiles.

"Hey, I'm Eli," he introduced as he thrust his ring studded hand out at her. She studied his rings, admiring the detailed silverwork. She placed her small hand in his and gripped it tightly. She smiled, flashing her pearly whites at him.

"I'm Juliette, pleasure to meet you." They stayed like that for what seemed to be hours, eyes locked and hands glued to one another. He was the first to snap out of it, after only a few seconds, he quickly retracted his hand back and slung his bag over his shoulder.

"So how do you like Degrassi so far?" She picked up her bag and walked out of class with him, scanning the hallways for her next classroom.

"Its, um, big? There are a lot of students and a lot of classrooms, everything is pretty unfamiliar."

"Well, allow me to be your personal tour guide." His boldness shocked him; he hadn't been like this since…Clare. He shuddered as his ex flooded his thoughts, but Juliette didn't seem to notice.

"That'd be great," her response had a tone of relief, and a twinge of excitement. "Maybe you could start by directing me towards, Ms. Dawse's Grade 11 Drama Class?" His eyes widened like a child's in a candy store.

"You're in drama class?" She nodded.

"I did a lot of drama back in D.C. So I figured it's probably not too different here in Canada." He smiled at her, but kept his cool. He didn't want her to know that he was totally stoked to know she was interested in the same things he was.

"You've found the right tour guide then, because I practically live in the drama studio," he announced proudly. He could see anticipation dance in her mesmerizing brown eyes. Once in Dawse's drama class, the two juniors sat alongside each other and made small talk as the other students trickled in.

"Eli!" a shrill voice called from beside him. Juliette craned her neck around to see who it was. A brunette with dark curly hair, and a clear love for fashion was seated on Eli's other side.

"Hey Fiona," he greeted her casually. "This is Juliette, she's new to Degrassi." Fiona turned to look at Juliette, and beamed at her, clearly excited to meet a new person. Juliette turned away from the two to rummage through her bag for her pen, as class was just about to start.

"She's cute!" Fiona whispered to Eli, gently nudging his side.

"Maybe you should ask her out then," he laughed, even though he knew she might, being a lesbian and all.

"Nuh-uh, she definitely doesn't play for my team."

"How can you tell?"

"I just can, it's how we are," she answered in a definitive tone. He sighed. He opened his mouth, almost ready to comment on his new friend's appearance, when Ms. Dawes addressed the class. He shut his mouth and directed his attention to his favorite teacher.

"Alright class, new assignment. Everyone pick a partner. The assignment is to write a small excerpt of a play that outlines an emotion. You will then perform it in class. It's due next week so, get to work." Eli's glance shifted to Juliette, trying to see if she wanted to be his partner.

"Hello, Eli Goldsworthy. Are we going to be partners or not?" He turned to look at the strange haired girl in front of him.

"Um, well, you see Imogen—"

"I actually wanted to be partners with you Imogen!" Fiona piped up from beside him. He turned to her, shocked. Not many people liked Imogen, and Fiona was not quite a fan of her. Imogen opened her mouth to protest, but Fiona pulled her away. Turning around back at Eli, Fiona narrowed her eyes at him and nodded towards Juliette, who was scanning the room to see if she could find a partner. Eli shot Fiona a grateful look and turned to Juliette.

"Hey, partners?" She turned to him and smiled.

"Sounds great!" He smiled back at her, a smile he hadn't flashed in quite a while.

"Once you've picked your partner, I'll come and assign you an emotion!" Ms. Dawes called over the chatter of the students.

"So what emotion do you want to get?" Juliette asked. He shrugged in response. He figured Ms. Dawes would give him something like 'despair', or 'sadness'. But he didn't want that. He didn't want Juliette to see that side of him, at least not this soon.

"Eli and our new student Juliette, now this is a surprise." The two looked up at their teacher, who was smiling down at them. She raised an eyebrow at her favorite student, trying to figure out what he was thinking. But as usual, his mind was a mystery to her.

"For the two of you, your emotion is…" The suspense was killing the two students. They stared at their teacher in anticipation as she pondered. A light bulb went off in her head and she beamed at the two. "Passion." They blinked at her, eyes wide and unsure. Their teacher just chuckled.

"Get to work you two." Eli stared off after his teacher in awe, and Juliette nervously looked down at her hands. Secretly, she was excited to have the word passion with Eli.

"Want to work after school?" he asked, not looking at her. She didn't look at him either.

"S-sure," she stuttered slightly. They were both clearly embarrassed, but neither one knew how excited the other one was.

"So, what should the play be about?" Juliette asked her new partner. The two of them were sitting on her large red couch, her laptop sitting on the coffee table. Her parents weren't home, so the two of them were alone. He was sitting on one edge of the couch and she was sitting on the other.

"What about, an affair? Like, a secret love." She contemplated his thoughts and nodded agreeably. She leaned over to type the idea down on her computer. He slid over next to her and accidentally bumped her thigh with his. He reached over her and started typing, letting his creativity flow through his fingertips. She studied him as his face lit up with every passing idea. She giggled. He stopped typing, his fingers hovering over the keys, and turned to look at her.

"What?" he questioned. He had a small, intrigued smile on his face.

"You're just…cute when you write," she said boldly. He raised his eyebrows at her and shot her a crooked smile. His smile dropped as he shifted his gaze down to her soft, pink, shimmery lips. His lips parted, yearning for hers. She noticed his lips too, and wanted to feel them on hers. He moved in towards her, but then stopped himself. He wasn't sure if he was ready for all this so soon. He stared into her eyes again, trying to decipher her thoughts. He couldn't contain himself anymore. He gave in to his hormones and leaned forward, pressing his lips up against hers. She let out a small gasp before kissing him back. She reached up and laced her fingers in his hair. He grabbed the small of her back and pushed her closer to him. He kissed her more passionately, and rougher than before. She pulled at his hair and smiled into the kiss. He opened his eyes and was terrified with what he saw. He didn't see Juliette's long, soft brown hair. But he did see a familiar short brown curly bob. He broke away from the kiss and blinked a few times. He slipped his hands away from her and stood up. He stared at her, thanking god that he saw her chocolate brown eyes gazing up at him again.

"I have to go," he mumbled. He grabbed his bag and swiftly shot past her, throwing the door open and slamming it behind him. Juliette stared at the door after him, stunned. She had no idea what had just happened. Eli ran out of her house and sat at the wheel of his new used car, the one he got after he crashed Mortie. He slammed his head against the steering wheel and cried.

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