HEY YOU GUYS! i'm baacccck! well, sorta. er, this is a Degrassi fic.. if that's not obvious. uhm, i had this up a few months ago but i took it down.. so i decided to re-vamp it and kinda change some stuff.. uhm, my other fics that aren't finished.. i highly doubt i WILL finish them. so enjoy this one!:D thanks.
And hey darling La, la la la la la la.
I hope you're good tonight
And I know you don't feel right when I'm leaving
Yeah I want it but no I don't need it
Tell me something sweet to get me by
'Cause I can't come back home till they're singing
Ah, A Day to Remember. Your music moves me so, it's actually quite embarrassing to admit something like that.
I let my thumb scroll across the middle of my iPod, determining whether to change the song or to let it remain. I have to be honest though- this song gets to me sometimes. Well, no one has ever seen that happen but it still happens.
"Hey, emo boy. What are you listening to? Your emo love songs?"
I rolled my eyes as I looked up at a unfornuatly familiar face that belonged with the smug voice that had just spoken.
"Nice to see you too, Fitzy," I spoke sarcastically, giving him one of my trademark smirks just to show his words meant nothing to me. "Actually, yeah! It's one of my favorites. Wanna listen with me? We can even go write poetry together about how this song makes us feel!"
Fitz merely scowled and rolled his eyes. My smirk grew wider, gotcha there, smart-ass.
As he walked by, he forced his shoulder on mine and made me stumble backwards and drop my iPod. I cursed inwardly as I tried to catch it from its deadly fall. I see Lady Luck was on my side seeing as I captured it in my hands right before the blow.
Degrassi's bells begin to ring as if to signal another round of torture to the high school students around me. I sighed, turning the device off to put it in my pocket and heading to English. What joy.
I seated myself in my usual seat- the one in front of my two best friends. As if on que, Clare and Adam walked in together with smiles, as always.
"Adam, you should know that would NEVER work!" Clare exclaimed as she took the seat right behind me. I turned around to raise an eyebrow at her but she ignored it.
Adam began to chuckle, fixing his hat before replying, "Clare.. You know me more than ANYONE. Friend wise," I shot him a glare right before he began again, "BESIDES Eli. But.. You know what I mean! He's a guy, he can't do th—"
"Hey now, hold the phone." I spoke up. I gave them both questioning looks. "May I please inquire what the hell—"
"ELI!"
"HECK," I corrected myself. Clare hated it when I used foul language around her. She said it 'corrupted her innocent' mind. Psh, I call complete bullshit. What can a few words do to you?
"—You guys are talking about?"
"It's none of your business, actually." Clare flat out responded. She stuck her tongue out at me and I made a grab for it.
"Careful where you put that tongue, Edwards. You might not get it back." I teased, thumping her nose as a get-back for the earlier statement.
Mrs. Dawes then walked into the room, signaling for everyone to settle down so we can start class. I slumped in my chair and sighed. Today will be so long.
"Okay, class. You should know school will be out in only two more weeks," The class erupted into a few hollers and grateful clapping. I rolled my eyes, dumb people. "And you all know what that means…"
Obviously not, because everyone became quiet in question.
"Summer break? Six long, sweet weeks of no more English work?" I guessed, smirking as some of the class snickered. Mrs. Dawes rolled her eyes but she smiled nonetheless. Mrs. Dawes has always been a really great teacher. She's not like the rest of the teachers. Completely different from the ones who didn't care about anything and was just waiting for the bell to ring so they could go smoke in their cars.
"Yes, but that's not the answer I was looking for, Mr. Goldsworthy," She rumbled through her drawer on her desk to bring out some packets of information. Everyone instantly groaned. "During the six weeks of you no longer be in this room, I want you and your usual groupings to pick one of the eight projects and turn it in next semester. Now, I know most of you will not be in the class, but let's just say a good reward will be given if you do it." Mrs. Dawes raised her eyebrows as she scanned the room.
Adam rotated his body to look at all of us, "Projects? What blasphemy!" He put his hands on top of his hands in an over-dramatic way causing Clare to giggle.
I rolled my eyes, putting my arm on his shoulder in a comforting way. "Now, now Adam. No need to get your boxers stuck in a wad." I pushed with half of my strength and he began to mumble incoherent words that made me chuckle.
"Adam, Eli," The teacher infront of us looked at us with a slightly amused expression, "No need for horseplay. You're both old enough to know that." She passed the packet to Clare, but of course, I grabbed it and flipped throught it myself.
"What are we supposed to be doing, anyway?" Clare grabbed the packet back from my hands, looking only slightly annoyed.
"I don't know, Elijah, why don't you READ the material and see what it says?" She mocked me, a small smirk played on her lips.
Clare was one of a kind, that's for sure. In different ways than one. She had a big head about her faith and her innocence and her God and all the shit Christians say nowadays. But, I do respect her views... half of the time. I just find it weird that she decided to befriends two outcasts like me and Adam. An athiest and a transgendered. Hm, I guess she just puts loopholes in her contract of Christiany to be our friends.
"We should totally write our own love story!"
Fuck that.
Clare was batting her eyelashes and sighing deeply. She was such a girl.
"That is a big negative." Adam said, I nodded in agreement. Clare pouted at her our rejection, "Well, why not? It'd be cute! And fun!"
I rolled my eyes at her. "Look, just because Adam's transgendered doesn't mean I want to seem gay!" My eyes glanced over at the mentioned boy; a sigh of relief escaped my lips when he was smiling in laughter. Sometimes I feel bad about jokes like that, but it's most of the time that I'm the only one who can make such jokes.
"You won't. That's why it's gonna be a love story between a girl and a guy. Duh." Clare began to ignore the two of us to read the instructions of the horrid project.
Adam chuckled, "Why are we friends with her again?" I shrugged in my lack of knowledge but also let a smirk cross my face. "I guess so she's a puzzle piece to fit our weirdness. Or just balance us together."
Mrs. Dawes knocked on her desk to quiet down the noise. "Okay, so since we only have two more days left.. I want the groups to tell me which project they pick before summer break starts. Get to choosing!"
On perfect timing, the bell rang to signal us to leave the class. I got up and walked out of the door; Adam and Clare following a little ways behind me. I heard them mumble so I turned my head to look at them.
"I don't enjoy secrets, you know that."
"Well, you sure do like to hold them since it took you so long to tell me about Julia!" Clare said, crossing her arms and raising her eyebrow. I winced slightly, the subject of her was still tender to talk about. I quickly regained my cool boy composure, so I flashed her the biggest smirk I could muster.
"Doesn't mean I like 'em. So, you guys gonna tell me what's up?"
Adam's eyes fell down to the floor, a light blush gracing his cheeks. What was wrong with him?
Clare looked over his face before responding," Uh.. w-well.. It's not really in the process.. But all I have to say is that you will be seeing it in works not very long from now!"
Raising an eyebrow, I shifted glances between the two and my heart sank a little bit. Are they dating behind my back?
Wait, why the hell do I care? It's not like it means anything to me. But, still the jealousy flared up in my stomach as I looked at them.
"Yeah, well..." I started, but Adam quickly changed the subject.
"So, Dot after school.. The three of us?" He asked, hope lacing his voice. I grinned, nodding my head. "As always, dude."
Clare bit her lip, "I can't. I have church tonight, I promised my mom I would help with the youth services." Adam's face fell quickly. Worry and disappointment started to show in his eyes, confirming my theory a few moments ago.
I clenched my jaw but decided to say nothing. Nothing in front of Clare, atleast. I'll wait till the Dot so I could give the twerp a piece of my mind.
"Well, gotta go to French. See you guys later." I jetted off before they got a chance to even say one word.
Finally. The end of the day bell rang, sweet music to my ears. I picked up all my worksheets and stuffed them in my binder. People were already filing into the hallway, pushing themselves around the sea of bodies to get to their lockers and get out of school.
I walked calmly to my locker, opening it up and placing my binder inside. I shut the door and my eyes traveled to a Post-It note in the front of it.
We really need to talk. I'm walking to the Dot, so I need a ride home.
-Adam.
Oh shit. He's gonna wanna talk about how much him and Clare love each other and how he didn't want to make me believe I was the third wheel. I groaned loudly and scratched the back of my head. Heading to the parking lot, I saw Clare getting situated on her bike.
Her long legs were clad in a dark blue straight leg that suited her shape well. Her top was a light blue and seemingly low cut, showing just enough cleavage to get any guy to drool. I was now seemingly jealous that Adam had already got to claim such glory.
I didn't notice I was starting at her, until she looked up at me and smiled.
"Hey, Eli!" I snapped out of my eye-raping of Clare, hoping she didn't see that I was gawking at her. What the hell was that about?
"Hey, Edwards." I responded cooly, gliding over to my car that was only two parking spots away from where she placed her bike.
She made small talk, basically avoiding my eyes and giving me short talk.
"So, why are you not going to the Dot?" I asked curiously. Clare bit to chew her bottom lop, which made my attention go straight to that.
"I.. I said that I needed to go to church.."She spoke softly as if she was afraid that anyone else but me would hear her. "B-Besides.. Adam needed to talk to you about something.."
My eyes traveled back to hers that were avoiding mine. "Talk to me about something? Heh. I'm sure I already know what he wants to talk to me about."
Clare's eyes widened and they stared into mine. "You already know?"
I gave her no gesture and walked into the driver's seat of Morty. "Have fun with that, Clare." I opened the door and nestled in, turning on the engine and getting out of the lot as fast as I could.
This bites. My two best friends hook up behind my back, neither one of them having the guts to tell me right when it happened. I bet Adam already got to second base with Clare, since they're already so close.
My hands tightened around the steering wheel. No. I'm the only one who is going to get that close to Clare.
The breath in my throat hitched and I slowed to a stop at a stop sign. Did I really just think that?
The Dot was right after the stop sign so I inched Morty right to a parking spot. I looked outside the place, seeing Adam's small frame hunched over in a table. Jealousy bubbled in my stomach once again. Deciding not to make a scene, not yet anyways, I got out the hearse and made my way to the smaller boy.
Adam's face lit up slightly when he saw me approach. But as soon as I sat down and he looked over me, his face fell. "I... ordered you your favorite.. Diet coke and Pepsi suicide*."
I nodded him in thanks, pulling out my wallet to give to the waiter when he arrived.
"So.. need to talk to me about something?" I inquired, keeping my eyes on the table. I heard him sigh, his hands fidgeting around themselves.
"Eli.. I like someone."
I put my hands together and squeezed them slightly. "Go on." My eyes went to his as he took another deep breath.
"And.. and I want to do something special for them. But I'm not sure how they'd react."
The tension in my chest died down a little. Well, that means they're not together. But I bet anything he's still talking about Clare.
"So what?" I joked, smirking a little to give him comfort. "Who would every deny such a fine lad like you, Adam Torres?"
He smiled sadly, rubbing the back of his head. "Well.. the person I like is someone I'm really close to."
Bingo.
"And well... If they reject me, that's fine. But, I don't wanna ruin our friendship.." Adam's smile fell down into a frown as he continued.
"Adam, man... if they are as close as you said they are.. Then, I'm sure she'- THEY won't be a pussy and just drop you as a friend." I looked over him, my words obviously making him a little better. "I wish you luck, nonetheless. Though I must say, I'm sure you already know I'm hotter than you."
Once again, his cheeks flushed but I decided to ignore it and not make it seem like anything."Y-Yeah, whatever..."
The waiter brought us our drinks, took the money and left. For the rest of the time we were there, we made our usual jokes together. I laughed genuinely as he was telling me how his math teacher reacted to the drawing that Fitz drew and gave him suspension.
Adam had to be the best friend ever. As gay as that sounds, he means a lot to me. I wouldn't be sane if I didn't have him around. I just hope Clare doesn't hurt him..
"Well, Mr. Torres, this is your stop." I mimicked a cab driver's voice, smirking a little before putting the car in park. Adam chuckled, unbuckling his seatbelt but not making a move to open the door.
"Eli... thanks a lot for today. It means a lot that you would try to make me feel better." He thanked me sincerely, something slightly weird for Adam to say to me. I shrugged it off.
"No prob, dude. It's what guys do!" I smirked at him.
He smiled slightly, chewing on the corner of his mouth. He looked like he was debating to do something or not.
Before I said anything, he reached over across the middle of my car to wrap his arms around me in a subtle hug. My eyes widened a little bit. Adam never hugged me or anything. Not ever since he told me he was a FTM, but even before then he never did.
Adam pulled away quickly, giving me a soft "See you later," and jumped out of my car. He ran into his house and left me outside wondering what just happened.
oooohhh, what shall happen next? i think i will upload chapter two today just in case some people who read this last time... i don't know. hahah. review, lovelies! till next time(: