This is a randomly thought of story that just popped into my awfully crazy brain. I'm hoping it comes out as good as I think it will. I'm not sure yet if this will simply be a one-shot or a full story. If you like it and hope for me please tell me so.
I do not own Degrassi or the characters associated with it.
Innocent? No. Evil? Yes.
"Truth or dare?" His smirk grew as he stroked his invisible beard.
"Hmmm. Dare." He said confidently waiting for what he would have to do. He obviously wouldn't have to do anything dirty or too hard considering it is just Saint Clare he's playing with. She had noticed that just around the beginning of the game and right then and there she new he would regret thinking she was too sweet and innocent. She loved the way he thought he was better then her at Truth or Dare.
"I dare you, Elijah Goldsworthy, to be my servant all day. Doing each and every thing I ask you to do." She let a small grin make it's way on her face as Eli simply shrugged.
"Piece of cake."
"That's what you think." She mumbled to herself before giving Eli a sinister smirk.
"I want a glass of coke with precisely four pieces of ice in it and a straw." She ordered shoving Eli towards her kitchen. 'I'm just getting warmed up.' She thought with a small laugh as Eli came back into the room handing her the drink.
"Here yah go mi'lady." He smiled. Poor kid had no idea what was coming for him.
"Hey Eli?"
"Yeah?"
"Rub my feet."
"…What?"
"Get over here and rub my feet."
He scrunched up his nose before pulling her feet on his lap and began massaging them. He loved Clare but this was kinda gross. That girl definitely did not take a shower or there is a mud pit in her house. After Clare shooed him away he went to the bathroom and washed his hands. Five times.
"Eli! I want seedless sliced raspberries right now!"
"How in hell am I supposed to deseed raspberries!" He yelled back walking into the living room to glare at where she laid on the couch.
"I don't know. Figure it out."
He let out a growl before stomping to the Clare's kitchen and grabbed a pack of raspberries from the fridge. He cursed at the fruit before he set it on the counter and dug through some drawers looking for a knife. He slowly began to slice them making sure to dig out the tiny seeds.
"Oh and Eli make sure there isn't any hairs on them. You know I hate those." Eli rolled his eyes as he began slicing and cutting.
After bandaging up what seemed like the twentieth cut he brought a plate of disfigured and mauled raspberries. "Watch out might be some blood on them." He teased annoyed.
"Ewww. You spoiled my appetite I don't want these anymore." She said throwing the plate. It landed on the ground shattering, pieces flying everywhere.
"Pick that up."
Eli sighed as he swept up the glass resulting a cut on the bottom of his foot. He ignored the pain and throw the pieces of plate along with his bloody raspberries away.
"Eli I want you to call Adam and tell him your undying love for him and that you just cant wait to see your crush this weekend." She smirked handing his her phone. A frown painted itself on the face of the rather soon to be embarrassed boy.
"Hi Adam."
"Uh..hey what's up."
"I was just calling to tell you of my new crush."
"Okaaay. And who is that?"
"It's you of course. I've loved you all along I just haven't noticed it until now."
"What?"
"I love you and can't wait to see you this weekend."
"Eli! Are you crazy?"
Eli closed Clare's phone and threw it at her. She snickered as she grabbed her phone from the floor and whispered to herself, "What next?"
I feel that seemed to go too fast. What about you? Was it weird? Or good? Please leave me a review. Should I continue this story?