So this is a completely random one shot that has been flowing in my head recently, and it's bugging me cause it won't go away. I honestly stopped watching Degrassi like back in... I don't even remember so when I started watching it again this Summer, I was not only confused but intrigued. Yes I am one of those who thought Clare and Eli were the sweetest thing ever...kinda embarrassing since you are no longer a teen (yes I just turned 20, so big whoop right?) but I can't help it.

This is completely not compliant with the way things ended on the show. Fitz did happen but there was never a lock down and Clare and Eli are happily together. I hope you enjoy!

Title: Cheeky

"I had always gone to a private school while Darcy decided to go to Degrassi," Clare explained to me as looked through the many pictures of her in her uniform.

"Even when you started at Degrassi you kept wearing it?" I asked her as I looked up from the photo album.

Clare sighed as she did one more look towards the picture of herself in the uniform and leaned back against her headboard, "I thought if I wore my uniform people would realize that I didn't care what people thought of me. I was at Degrassi for the gifted program which focused on my education; not fashion or being popular."

"So what changed then?" I asked her as I watched her fiddle around with her hands.

"When me and Alli tried on Darcy's old clothes something just changed. It's not easy going to high school with a sister who was a cheerleader and had all the boys going after her. Besides those mishaps Darcy went through, she was known for so much; so there I was, not Clare Edwards, but Darcy's little sister. Or Little Edwards or Baby Edwards. And finally, for once, I was just Clare.

She sat up and turned to face me with her legs crossed indian style, "When I went to The Dot, Peter saw me and was shocked and he called me by my name. And then some guy, Reese, asked my name and that stuff didn't happen on a regular basis. Sure the attention wasn't so bad but I liked that I finally got out of Darcy's shadow I guess you can say."

"And that was when the new Clare Edwards was born," I said with a smile.

She gave me a little laugh and started to pick at the loose thread from her bed comforter, "It kind of was. I mean sure, I still had a lot of growing up to do after that, you know especially with the whole K.C. and Jenna fiasco, but yeah thanks to that high heeled boot I put on, it was the start that got me to who I am today." She looked up at me through her bangs and smiled.

I couldn't help but smile back at her, brush her hair out of her face and leaned down to kiss her lips, which she returned. When I pulled back I noticed how she blushed, which I loved.

"So where is it?" I asked as I got up from her bed and went to her closet.

She looked at me confused, "The boots? I have no idea, I actually think I donated them."

"Not the boots, but bummer no hot boots to tease me with," I teased her with a smirk and once again was rewarded with a blush. "But where is your uniform? I don't think it's very fair that I have never seen you in it, and as your boyfriend I think I deserve too."

"Eli..."

"Well, well, well, look what we got here," I said to her as I held up the uniform. In a flash she was standing in front of me, but being quicker than her I held it out of her reach.

"Eli, I am not putting it on to fulfill your perverted fantasies now hand it over," she hissed as she stood on her toes.

"I'm a guy can you blame me?" I continued teasing her with a smirk. She sighed and placed her hands on her hips and that's when I swear the mischievous glint in her eyes that only comes out ever so often. Then she hit one of my weaknesses.

She tickled me.

She had unfortunately found out I was ticklish one day as she moved her hands up from my waist. Not only did it ruin the moment but it wounded my male ego to the extreme.

"AHA!" she exclaimed as she got a hold of her uniform and quickly ran to her dresser and stuck it into the bottom one and used her self as a shield in front of the dresser.

"Don't think I won't go in there and get it."

"I don't think so mister. Underwear drawer."

I raised my eyebrows at her and walked to stand i front of her, "Well now that gives me an even greater motivation to go in there and get it."

"Eli!" she said as she began to laugh. I laughed along with her as I wrapped my arms around her waist and hers around my neck.

"So I'm guessing that's a no."

"That's a hell no," she said with a smirk, that could rival mine.

"Well someone is feeling cheeky today," I said as I slowly leaned into her.

"And cheekier by the minute," she whispered against my lips and finally closed the little distance we had between our lips.

Kissing Clare Edwards never got old. The way my arms fit perfectly around her waist. The way she lightly scratched the little hairs on the back of my neck. She was so innocent yet her playful side would come out, and believe me, knowing that side of her made me feel the best. No one really knew just how many sides there were to her, and the fact that she showed them to me, well I was damn lucky.

Somehow we ended up back on her bed, with me slightly on top of her, never breaking the kiss.

"Wait a minute who the hell is Reese!" I asked as I took a deep breath of air.

She scoffed and rolled her eyes. "Shut up Goldsworthy, you're ruining the moment."

"So cheeky," I mumbled as I went back to kissing her. For now I decided to let her distract me, but that uniform was not forgotten.

Coming to Degrassi was something I was grateful for every morning. As I got into Morty in the mornings and walked up the steps, I realized the move was for the best. With everything that had happened at my old school, from Julia to me alienating people, this place saved me.

And as cheesy as it may sound she saved me.

I reached my locker and quickly opened and threw whatever I didn't need for my first period inside. Then I reached into my bag and found the picture of Clare I needed to put up. I smirked as I looked at the picture of Clare. Of her in her uniform.

The Clare in the picture was completely different from the Clare I know now. From the long hair that was put back in a pony tail, the glasses and then the uniform. I couldn't help but smirk as I scanned over the picture: knee high socks, plaid red skirt, white collared shirt... I had to give a small laugh.

She was gonna kill me for this.

"Dude, Clare is gonna kill you for this!" Adam exclaimed as he came up behind me and looked at the photo.

"Well I have been trying to convince her to wear it but she keeps rejecting the idea, so until then, this will do," I smirked as I taped down the corners of the picture.

"Until then? 'Cause you know for sure she's going to give in? I highly doubt that," he said as he leaned against the locker next to mine.

I closed my locker and started walking down the hall, "I happen to know that I can be very persuasive, even with Clare-"

"Oh god please stop there before you go into detail about your extracurricular activities with Clare, who is also one of my closest friends," he whined with a cringe.

I laughed at his expression as we entered our math class. "To help prevent your dirty mind from wondering, me and Clare's 'extracurricular activities' as you put it, are very innocent. You know about her beliefs so I respect that and am not gonna push her."

"So that Romeo and Juliet kiss was just for show? None of that behind closed doors?"

"Hey a guy doesn't kiss and tell now does he?"

"Now who's the girl," Adam teased me with a smile as Armstrong walked in.

"Har, har."

But it was true, I was not going to just spill every single detail of what goes on between me and Clare intimately. Even if it was Adam. Sure I tell him stuff but I do draw a line somewhere. Plus it would be super awkward for him since him and Clare are close friends. But like I told him I would never pressure her into anything.

She's told me what happened to Darcy and how she had lost her virginity by being raped. Ever since then, she's promised herself that she will keep her promise of waiting until marriage. I know about her promise ring and completely respect her for that. Sure we kiss and yeah it may get heated at times, but I know when not to push the boundaries, as does she.

But believe me, if I could kiss Clare all day, I would.

It still amazes me that she's in a relationship with me. Me. The emo-goth boy who's obsessed with death, as people say. She really was the good Christian girl of Degrassi, so we were the odd couple. But she gave me space when I needed it, especially when it came to my issues over Julia's death. And thanks to Clare, I am slowly realizing and coming to grasp that Julia's death wasn't entirely my fault.

She's made me grow up. With the whole Fitz crap, she basically made me realize that I needed to grow the fuck up. She's changed me and for the better.

God, Adam's right, I am the girl now.

"Dude honestly, you were day dreaming through out Armstrong's whole lecture. You're lucky he didn't notice," Adam told me as he shook my arm to get my attention.

"Eh, this stuff is cake... I think," I said as I followed him out to the hall, towards my locker.

"Well you can always ask the girlfriend to tutor you since I think she already took this class."

"Teacher Clare, I like the sound of that," I said as I opened my locker, knowing it would gross him out.

"That's sick!"

"What's sick?" a voice asked, immediately knowing it's Clare.

"Apparently I am," I answered her as I gave her a quick kiss.

"Well Adam I could have already told you that," she said with a smile as she turned to greet Adam. "What in the world is that?"

"This is gonna be good," Adam mumbled with a chuckle.

"What ever to you mean Clare Bear?" I asked innocently.

She scoffed and as she placed a hand on her hip, trying to look stern. "Ok 1.) Don't call me Clare Bear and 2.) What is with the picture! Where did you get? Did you take it from my photo album!"

"I couldn't help it! You just look so cute!"

"No no! I know what this is! You are just trying to get me to put the uniform back on, but I will tell you now buster it is not going to work!"

"Buster? What ever happened to your advanced vocabulary?" I asked as I watched her get flustered, which I couldn't help but enjoy.

"You are infuriating!"

"Ahh there it is," I said as I closed my locker and reached for her hand as we all walked to English.

"No really you have to take it down," she hissed but still held onto my hand.

"Hmm I don't think so, what do you think Adam?"

"I am staying out of this one. You can officially call me Switzerland," he said with raised hands.

"Adam!" Clare exclaimed, expecting him to help her out.

"Nope, Switzerland," he said with a smile as he took his seat.

She threw him a glare along with sticking out her tongue at him, which I couldn't help but laugh.

"Alright class, today's topic is uniforms, yay or nay?" Ms. Dawes began as she entered the class. As she continued explaining the argument assignment, I gave a quick turn to Clare and winked at her. As I turned around I felt a small flick on the back of my neck.

"Jerk,"

Even though it was just a small mumble, I knew she was smiling.

"Alright you guys I have to meet Drew, catch up later," Adam said as we walked out of English and waved.

As me and Clare continued to walk, I immediately put my arm around her as she held my man, the same way we walked the hall the first time we were an 'official couple'.

"Mad at me?" I asked as I turned my head to look at her.

She looked up at me and smiled, "No. It's just weird. If you wanted a picture of me in your locker, I could give you a picture of me now. The new Clare, not the old one."

"And what's wrong with the old Clare?"

"Nothing, it's just that isn't me anymore."

"Sure maybe not appearance wise, but I'm sure the strong, stubborn at times, not to mention genius side is still there. I mean you stood up to a principal who called you a bitch, so I'm pretty sure you would do that now if it happened," I told her as we exited out of the school and walked to one of the tables.

"You're right," she said as she sat down and took out her lunch. "But I'm pretty sure it has more to do with me being in a uniform than anything else," she told me with a smirk.

"Can you blame me?" I joked with a smirk of my own. "I'm a guy."

"I still say you're a pervert."

"Would you have me any other way?"

Clare didn't answer me but I knew her answer as she smiled at me and kissed me on the lips.

"Oh! You're birthday is coming up!" she exclaimed as she pulled away from me. "What are you gonna want?"

"Clare you don't have to buy me anything really," I told her as I began to eat my lunch.

"Oh come on we have celebrate somehow. Let me at least bake you a cake. I know how much you love a chocolate cake with vanilla icing," she persuaded me and it was sounding good.

"I know what you can get me. Let me keep the picture of you in my locker," I told her, hoping she would say yes.

"I'll think about it," she said as she glared slightly at me. She then had the look as if she had this great epiphany.

Sometimes that look wasn't the best.

"Great you have that look on your face like you're planning something!"

"I don't know what you're talking about," she said as she faked an innocent smile.

"Tell me!"

""You don't want to ruin the surprise now do you?"

"Uhhh yeah I do actually," I whined.

"Eli, no. You are just going to have to wait until your birthday. Just know you will love it!"

I gave her a playful glare, "Tease."

Clare laughed out loud as she gave me a peck on the cheek.

Oh how I love this girl.

Author's Note: So I think this will be in two parts. This chapter was in Eli's POV but the next, and final chapter, will be Clare's POV.