Author's Note: I do not own Degrassi.

A Friendly Push

Owen gave the secretary a sly smile as he handed her the note. "I swear it wasn't my fault this time," he told her. She took the piece of paper and motioned him towards the chairs against the wall. "Take a seat Mr. Milligan, you can discuss it with Mr. Simpson," she told him.

He rolled his eyes and turned towards the set of chairs. To his surprise, Clare Edwards was occupying one of them. Now that was priceless, Ms. Goodie two shoes in trouble. He wondered what she could have possibly have done.

Owen smirked as he sat down across from her. He gave her a once over and shook his head. She was cute, but nothing special in his eyes. He had no idea what Fitz saw in her. He understood wanting to take her innocence away. But he suspected that Fitz wanted to do a whole lot more than just sleep with her.

He didn't understand it, probably never would. Unfortunately for his friend, Clare had a boyfriend. Eli. And he knew that it drove Fitz crazy. It was kind of funny in a pathetic way. Fitz could probably have anyone in the whole school, but he wanted Clare. Hell, Clare was friends with Alli, who Owen was attracted to, but Fitz didn't even notice her. That baffled his mind even more.

He looked over at Clare once again. She was staring off into space.

"How's Alli doing? I haven't seen her much since Vegas Night?"

Clare's face quickly turned into a frown. "As if you really care," she muttered more to herself. "That really hurts, Edwards," he said jokingly. She rolled her eyes and shook her head at him. "Speaking of Vegas night, Fitz is doing okay," he told her.

A look of sadness flashed across her face. She opened her mouth as if she was going to say something, but she quickly shut it. 'Good' he thought to himself. She should be upset. Especially after what the douche of her boyfriend did to Fitz. If it wasn't for Eli, his friend would probably still be in school.

"He should be getting out of Juvie soon," he continued. Clare looked down at the ground and started to fiddle with a loose thread on her uniform shirt. He was making her feel uncomfortable. Fitz would probably be upset with him, if he knew. But it wasn't like Fitz was here to stop him. A smile spread across his face.

"You know, he asks about you."

Clare looked up at him in shock. "Wh- - What," she asked him. He smirked; she almost seemed excited. "Yeah. He asks if you are still with that loser of a boyfriend," he scoffed. She shook her head in annoyance and rolled her eyes at him. Owen laughed to himself. He was getting under her skin.

Which was perfect; because she had no idea how much Fitz annoyed him with his comments about her. It seemed like every day he found some way to mention her. It wasn't as annoying as Bianca was with her thoughts on Drew though. Now that was getting really old. His friends were so love sick, it was making him sick.

Owen got out of his seat and moved to the seat next to Clare. She shifted away from him as he sat down. He chuckled to himself.

"Why are you with that loser?"

"What does it matter to you?"

"You'd be better off wasting your time with someone else."

Clare snorted and rolled her eyes. "Let me guess, that person would be you," she said sarcastically. Owen smiled and shrugged his shoulders.

"I've made girls happy in the past. You can ask your friend Alli for one."

Clare shook her head.

"But, I meant Fitz."