Clare's POV
I quickly walked up the stairs to Degrassi, anticipating the new school year, 10th grade, no more niner jokes. I saw KC; he looked directly at me, and quickly turned his head. From the looks people gave me I must've had an expression that showed I wasn't exactly "happy." I mean, shouldn't I be the one who's mad? He's the one who broke my heart. But I couldn't think about KC anymore, I wanted to start fresh.
My first period was advanced 11th grade English. If I didn't have a guy by my side, at least I could have a career. I walked in and sat in the fourth seat from the front, waiting for class to start. The bell rang, and at the last second a guy ran in, and went up to Mrs. Dawes
"Sorry, I'm new at Degrassi; I'm still finding my way around."
"Oh, that's okay. Now what is your name?"
"Elijah, but please call me Eli."
"No problem. Now… why don't you sit in front of Clare." As she pointed to the seat in front of me.
He came to sit down. From what it seemed like…he was friendly, but mysterious. But that was based on his appearance and what he had said to Mrs. Dawes. Mrs. Dawes told us what we're going to be doing in the class this year. Usually I would pay attention, but even though I could only see the back of his head, I was trying to analyze Eli. What is he like? Why does he seem so- I dunno.. dark? And I mean he's cute...
"Clare, are you paying attention?"
"Yes, Mrs. Dawes, sorry."
After that, I guess I should listen…
Eli's POV
The new kid. Not exactly the label I would've chosen for myself but, whatever. Walking up the steps of a new school is something I've perfected. Moving as much as I do, but my parents say apparently this one is going to stick. I went in to get my schedule, as I saw a boy greet a beautiful girl rather coldly with his eyes. And she didn't seem too pleased about it, either. But she quickly walked away.
First period, 11th grade advanced English, great. The bell rang and I realized I should probably get to class. I ran in right when the bell stopped ringing.
I explained everything to my teacher, Mrs. Dawes, me being new, my name, what I prefer to be called. She's one of my only teachers who are willing to call me "Eli" rather than "Elijah". She told me to sit in front of… the girl I'd seen in the hall.
Well like I said before she's beautiful. I quickly and quietly sat down in my seat to listen to the teacher explain everything. I wish I could get to know Clare. Mrs. Dawes called on her, from what it sounded like, she wasn't exactly paying attention. She's not used to getting called on by a teacher, like that, just by the tone of her voice. Just from that, I learned a bit about Clare, she's a goody goody. I guess this school, and this class is going to be interesting…