I know that I shouldn't be putting up a new story since it seems like I completely abandoned my other ones. But that's not true. I'm still going to write them, its just like I said in my authors note for Grotesque, I've been having issues. But this idea just popped in my head and I had to write it down. Hope you guys like it:)

Also Clare is in grade 9 and Eli is in grade 10.

Disclaimer: I don't own Degrassi.

Blossomed Flower

"Honestly Alli, what is the point of those magazines?" I complained to my best friend as she rummaged through the new Teen Pop magazine.

I don't understand why she is so obsessed with boys, make-up, and hair. There are a lot of things more important then finding out what color resembles your style. What has the world come to? What ever happened to famous literature, amazing discoveries, and learning in school. I pretty much find that still important. But according to Alli, my personality shines threw the outside because of my choice of wardrobe. So I still wear my catholic school uniform, I'm stating that I'm not here at school for looks, but to learn.

Alli rolled her brown eyes, without taking them off the magazine. "Clare, I'm trying to find out how to make myself less amateur for cute guys on the look out."

"Alli, there is no point about worrying about guys. They are poorly behaved and hold a lack of intelligence." I stated annoyed.

"Exactly. Boys are immature. We need to go after men." She gave a devilish look along with an evil smile.

I placed my hands on the bench on either side of me. "Of course not! Are you insane?"

She gave me a look. "I'm serious, I've actually had an eye on a certain sophomore for a few months." She smiled while biting her lip shyly.

My mouth dropped. "A sophomore? You realize he's a year older right?" I whispered frantically.

"No Clare, I've failed math and I didn't know that 15 and 14 are one year apart." She replied sarcastically.

I sighed and looked straight to the school parking lot. How could Alli like boys? There is nothing special about them. I mean, I want to have a husband one day and have children…..but I'm too young to like boys. The teenage years are supposed to be for studying and learning. At least that's what Father Jeff would say at Church every Sunday.

"Well, I think you should be careful." I warned.

She sighed over-dramatically. "Don't worry." She placed the book down beside her, and clasped her hands together. "Now lets see what guy that would catch your eye Saint Clare."

"No. No. No. We do this every time. Why do you always want to bring a guy in my life?"

"Because, if you start noticing guys now, your first big crush won't come crashing through." She stated matter-of-factly.

I scoffed. "That is not going to happen."

"Sure it's not." She said unconvinced.

I grabbed my books and bag and got up from the bench. I fixed the bridge of my glasses over my nose and smoothed my skirt.

"I have to get to class early. You know with the new semester and all." I said.

To be honest the reason I wanted to leave was because I didn't want to talk about this subject any further. It was making me extremely uncomfortable.

Alli nodded before returning back to her magazine. I walked up the steps to Degrassi and entered the school. I smiled as I walked through the familiar halls filled with teachers, students and computers. I entered my 4th period classroom and waited for Ms. Kwan to enter. It was creative writing, my favourite class. It gives me a chance to express myself through writing. One of my favourite hobbies.

I pulled out my notebook and started to write something from the top of my head. Before I knew it, kids were piling in, making the room louder with the murmurs of the students. I closed my book and looked straight forward at the board. Ms, Kwan just entered the room. I smiled in relief.

"I heard he got kicked out of his last school."

"Apparently he ate a live fish.."

"Eww what is someone like him doing here."

The quiet murmurs coming form my classmates made me somewhat curious to their usual gossip. For once. The girls in my class usually talk about the same things Alli does. It's as if I can't escape from the teenage female, boy-crazy mind. But for some reason they way they are describing this certain student, is just a little intriguing.

I leaned in my seat to the left to hear more.

"Also, he's supposed to be in this class."

"Oh great, like we need another freak in this school."

"Shh, there he is."

The students travelled their gaze to the front of the room. I followed their gaze until I landed on the figure they were looking at. My heart leaped at the sight of him. His appearance was absolutely breath-taking. His black shaggy hair framed his face perfectly. His cheek bones were perfectly sculpted. His lips were the perfect shade of a light pink that made his plump lips stand out. His tanned skin was just right, which brought out his absolutely amazing jade green orbs. They held disinterest and boredom, which made them even more thrilling. His black clothing looked alluring but nice at the same time.

I felt my palms start to sweat and my breathing turn shallow. I watched as he walked to Ms. Kwan's desk. Every thought in my mind was vanished and set on him. The way his stance was, his body language. Everything about him caught my interest.

When he walked down my aisle, I could feel my heart pick up against my chest. I notice his eyes flickered to mine. I was mesmerised by his eyes, that I didn't realize that I was staring at him so intently in the middle of class.

His lips plopped on one side of his face. Turning into a smirk. I smiled wide and realized I was wearing my retainer. I quickly dropped my gaze to my book and started to open it. When I started writing, I felt someone sit in the desk in front of me. I already knew who took the seat. The action made one thought drift to my mind that wasn't about him.

Thanks a lot Alli.