Hello my lovely readers, what I have here is a TWOSHOT. I don't know where I got this idea from, but I just had to write it. Okay, so this chapter will be in Clare's POV and the next chapter will be Eli's with the lemon. So, to make things clear, the lemon is NEXT CHAPTER. This chapter shows...well, you'll see.

A few things to point out: Jenna is not pregnant. No uniforms. Vegas night never happened.

Okay, I hope you enjoy. :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Degrassi.

Futile

I.

I placed my books in my locker before closing it and heading down the hallway. I hope Eli remembered to bring his story to school today, I needed to re-edit it before he would hand it in to Ms. Dawes. I turned a corner and mentally rolled my eyes when I saw Jenna down the hallway, laughing in that perky voice of hers. Is it possible for it to become more annoying then before?

God, that makes me remember when she used that same sickly voice when she accused I had gotten a boob job. I never recognized this before in anyone because it was wrong to-but she was so dense. Why would I want to alter my body just to get attention? Answer: I wouldn't.

"Clare-bear!"

I cringed when her voice rung through my ears as I walked past her. I turned around and saw her smiling at me with that same smile I fell for last year one too many times. And what was with the nickname? I never liked being called "Clare-bear".

"First of all, Jenna, my name is Clare. So, please, use the correct way," I said as I crossed my arms in a fit of annoyance.

"Yeah, okay," she waved her hand dismissively and I was wondering what the heck she wanted from me. "I just wanted to see how are things. I haven't spoken to you since the beginning of school, what's new?"

I narrowed my eyes at her nosy question and suspicion perked when her voice sounded awfully…casual.

"They're good. Why do you ask?" I don't even hide the evasiveness in my voice, and she bits her lip as she looks down at the ground.

"I was wondering…if you could maybe…hang out with me for a few days. At least, until I know for sure that Holly J is off my back," she rambled nervously and I looked at her in confusion.

"What happened with Holly J?" my voice more curious then hostile.

She rocked on her heels and I've never seen her this nervous before, or uneasy. This is weird.

"I sort of…kissed Sav….and now…she kind of wants me dead, or severely hurt," Jenna offered a nervous laugh.

I stared at Jenna with my mouth gaped. What the…..That is definitely shocking news. I suddenly felt frozen and didn't realize the people that were passing by us or the shoves that I was receiving for standing in the way.

I shook my head and blinked out of my trance. "You kissed…Sav? Sav Bhandari? Alli's brother!" I said in disbelief then in hysterics.

Wait, what happened with K.C.?

"Yeah, well, K.C. left me for Bianca and Sav was really sweet to me and then I felt this like….connection with him and I just thought he felt the same way," she said in a sad voice that almost made me feel bad. "Then, Holly J came along and said he would never go for me, but I just told her that getting rid of insignificant temporary girlfriends was kind of my thing-oops, sorry, Clare-bear," she said, her tone returning as fake as her hair colour.

Who does she think she is? She thinks she can get away with this? Of course she can, Clare, you let her walk over you last year, why would this year be any different? I felt my hands clench at my sides and my lips curl at the vile thing in front of me. She just doesn't know when to shut up.

"Its funny how you get rid of insignificant temporary girlfriends when look what happened between you and K.C." I shot back smugly and I saw her shrink back. "And how pathetic of you to beg for my friendship just because you're afraid of Holly J Sinclair."

Okay, I wouldn't admit it out loud, but Holly J was scary. I remember last year when I kissed Declan's neck, and was too embarrassed and scared for her to find out. Thankfully, after politely threatening me on staying away from Declan, we were able to co-exist without any problems.

I noticed that some people stopped around us, curious faces etching on their faces.

Jenna must've noticed because the sad and desperate girl facial expression left and the snobby and conceited mask slipped on. She crossed her arms and raised her held up high as she scoffed.

"Making up lies, Clare-bear," she said tauntingly and loudly so everyone would hear, making me more aggravated by the minute. "I always thought you were the sweet and innocent one, guess not," she batted her eyelashes dramatically and I wanted to slap her.

I walked up to her until our noses were almost touching. "Coming from the girl who kissed the school president." I didn't care if people heard, but hearing their small noises of surprise made me smirk in victory.

Jenna glared at me, but I can tell she was running out of insults. "You're just making up lies because you're jealous of me, probably because you're not over K.C., which is getting kind of old, don't you think, Clare-bear?" she said in a high, conceited voice.

"Listen, you dumb bimbo," I heard people gasp. "You just told me that K.C. dumped you for Bianca! Then, you beg me for friendship just to cower away from Holly J, it looks more like you're jealous of me." I didn't mean to sound so condescending, but she was really getting on my last nerve.

"Shut up!" she snapped hysterically as she shoved me, hard.

I'm never one to use violence, so the best decision would be to walk away.

"You're not worth it," I said quietly as I turned around.

"What? Is Saint Clare too afraid to fight?" I heard Jenna scoff. "I'm not surprised, you were always such a prude with your saintly-like attitude," she laughed in a high pitched shrill, along with others, that used up the last straw of my patience.

Screw non-violence.

I swiftly turned around and slapped her across the face. Everyone around us went silent and Jenna touched her red cheek as her mouth was set ajar. Her face turned from complete shock to a fit of rage, as her pig nose flared and she launched towards me. I stepped out of the way and she fell flat on her face. I laughed at her idiocy and stepped over her, but she caught my leg and I went flying down.

That is it.

I turned over before she can climb on my back and I flipped her over, with me on top of her and my hands flying. She grabbed onto my hair and we both screamed as the fight became more viscous. I heard people cheering but I was too enraged to take notice. But, before I could grab Jenna's hair, a pair of arms wrapped around my waist and lifted me off of Jenna. Before I knew it, I was being taken away; the students and Jenna far away.

I was still too upset to comprehend what was going on, I never felt so angry over something before. All I wanted to do was go back and kick Jenna's face in.

"Stupid, stupid, Jenna!" I muttered angrily while I subconsciously took a seat on top of a desk.

That's when it hit me, I was in an empty classroom, with Eli staring me down like a predator after its prey. Only one thought came to mind after that:

Oh, boy.

I hope you guys liked it, the second chapter will be posted soon.