A/N: I decided to try one of these things. Put your iPod on shuffle and write a fan fiction for the song. I chose to write for Degrassi and I chose Clare and Eli because they are my favorite couple right now, even if it didn't happen yet. I know it probably doesn't go well with the song, but this was written at 4:30 in the morning. My best ideas come from when I'm dogsitting and half asleep. More to come.
Words: 149.
Song: Next Contestant by Nickelback.
Disclaimer: None. It isn't mine. (:
He didn't like the way people looked at her. Well, not people. Men. He didn't like the way people in his classes and people in the hallway stared after her as she walked by.
He'd seen pictures of her before her makeover when they were dating. She looked different and he could see why the men were looking after her. She was down right beautiful.
He was fine with the stares as long as they knew she was his.
But when they graduated, he didn't like when Fitz tried to grab her ass along with his buddies. They bought her drinks and then tried to get her drunk, but Clare Edwards wasn't stupid and Eli Goldsworthy wasn't going to let someone else get his girlfriend.
When Clare asked him what he would do, he simply answered, "I'm going to kick his ass and wait for the next contestant."
Is that your hand on my girlfriend?
Is that your hand?
I wish you'd do it again.
I'll watch you leave here limping!
I wish you'd do it again.
I'll watch you leave here limping!
Here comes the next contestant...
