Dear Diary
Disclaimer: I don't own Degrassi, Epitome Picture does, I don't own any characters either.
Chapter One: Finding Him.
Clare's POV:
Dear Diary,
Today was a typical day for me, I woke up went to school and then came home and did homework. I met a guy today his name is Elijah Goldsworthy, he seemed pretty nice, kinda mysterious. He was taller then me and wore black, kinda unusual that he didn't wear any clothes that had any splash of color in them. I don't judge but he was just different, he had nice green eyes and brown hair that shagged over his forehead nicely. Okay well back to my day, so yesterday I got the laser surgery for my eyes, and it feels very good to see without my glasses. So today, I went to my locker and Wesley came to me and asked me to touch them, so I figured you know my eyes but no, that wasn't it, he wanted to touch my breast! I asked him what he was doing and I guess there was this rumor spreading around that I had a boob job. I found the source and to my understanding it was Jenna. Maybe she was doing this to get me mad, because she has K.C now. I am completely over him. I am happy for her, truly. So when I went up to her during Gym, she said that I was acting slutty for having a "boob job" and that it was all to get KC back. I told her that I didn't have a boob job and I just got laser eye surgery, made her feel stupid, and I told her that if I wanted to get back with K.C I would have already and a boob job wouldn't make him get back with me. So after gym was over Alli and I were walking towards the parking lot, she was telling me how awesome I was for telling Jenna off. While arguing she decided to take my glasses away from me because I no longer needed them, they flew out of her arms and onto the pavement that was the parking lot. As the frames flew and hit the ground a jet black hearse came and ran them over. I looked over and watched this mysterious guy come out of the car and pick up the frames. "I think they're dead" he said in his husky voice. He was about 5'5 and wore black clothes, his hair was a dark brown and his eyes emerald green as I described earlier. "I didn't need them any way, I just got laser eye surgery" I said to him, his reply, "you have pretty eyes" made me blush. He was so mysterious in a way, I kinda liked. During the day, I kept thinking about him and that fact he was just so ugh! I went all day without seeing him, maybe we will be friends, who knows. I just can't wait to talk to him again, and get that butterfly feeling in my stomach and his charm, and yeah. I cannot wait, till then I am just going to wait. I will keep you posted diary, Goodnight.
Clare.