Author's Note: Hmm, an Eli and Bianca story? Quite odd isn't it? Well, I decided to write a story about Eli and Bianca because no one has ever written about them. I'm sure some people will start writing about them afterwards (or not, who knows?). But I think that they could really workout for each other. I mean we don't know much about Bianca's character so she could be hurting just like Eli. Anyways, this takes place during Love Lockdown part 2. Enjoy!

Detention: Chapter 1

Eli's POV

"Eli, tell me you've got a doctor's note that says your allergic to cotton and khaki," Ms. Dawes groans as she looks at my attire.

I carelessly throw my hands in the air, "This is the real me Ms. Dawes. I can't change overnight."

It's true anyway. Besides, who would want to wear a stupid uniform? It's just not right! I come to Degrassi to express myself, not to be caged in like some type of animal.

"That's a noble stance, you keep on being you Eli, in DETENTION," she responds, rolling her eyes at me.

It's ok, in the end everyone knows I'm one of her favorite students. She beings writing my detention slip and then scribbling down some notes on the board. I shrug my shoulders, detention is no big deal to me, as long as I don't have to wear this stupid uniform today. I start taking the notes from the board when someone taps me on the shoulder. I turn around to see Clare Edwards. Everything about her is beautiful. The way she talks, the way she cares about everyone. Her curly brown hair, her captivating blue eyes, and her pale skin. She's like a porcelain doll, but less breakable.

Lately though she's been acting a little crazy. She's talking to me about getting tattoos and stuff and I can't help but think that as sexy as that would be, it's not Clare. Clare is the good, faithful, upstanding Christian, and probably the closest thing to Heaven that I'll ever see. This isn't the real her, and I know that she's just doing it try and piss her parents off. I just hope she doesn't go too far.

She tells me about meeting her parents and I agree to it. She turns back around and we both continue taking notes for the rest of the class period but I feel like a nervous wreck. I just hope that I can make a good impression on these people. I know her parents type all too well. The judgmental Christian family who sees different as weird. But somehow I'm just going to have to convince her parents that I'm ok.

Bianca's POV

Math class ticks by slowly just to piss me off. I don't bother to pay attention because we've been going over the same lesson for weeks. I file my nails and day dream about getting out of this stupid school. Everyone thinks I'm stupid and that I only care about boys, money, and sex, but that's not even the real me. Well, it is but to an extent. I'm no different than half of the girls at Degrassi. It's just the fact that I have the balls to be honest and go for what I want. I don't pretend to be a little angel because I know I'm not. And that's difference between me, and the fake bitches that go around the halls acting like their record is squeaky clean when it's not. I admit it though - I do like sex. It's something where you can just let go, and sometimes be in complete control. So what? News flash, I'm not the only one out there that enjoys it.

"Miss De'Sousa since you seem to know more than me how about you answer this problem?" Mr. Armstrong challenges me and I continue to file my nails like he's not there, "...That would require you to come up to the front and try."

"Why? I'm not the teacher."

"Because I asked you to Miss De'Sousa."

I roll my eyes, "Look at all those little nerds raising their hand. Why don't you ask them instead of trying to pick on me Uf tan molesto!"

"I asked you Bianca, not the people raising their hand. And if you're going to be defiant then you can be defiant in DETENTION!" he states bitterly and I roll my eyes.

"Whatever I don't give a fuck," I shrug.

"That's three weeks now Bianca, keep it up I dare you," he glares at me.

Everyone looks at me like I'm crazy and I just sit there, continuing to file my nails. Mr. Armstrong asked for it. Too bad now I can't go the Raven.

...

When the bell rings I grab my bag, and take my cellphone out. I randomly go on face-range when I bump into someone. I look up, ready to yell for just no reason at all when I see that it's Owen. He walks with me to my locker and then smirks. Honestly, it makes me sick.

"Coming back for more Bee?" Owen winks at me.

I roll my eyes. He never knows when to just leave me alone, "I can't go the Raven tonight. I have detention."

He laughs, "Yeah I heard about your little outburst in class."

I just smirk and walk away, already tired of talking to Owen. I can't wait for detention! And I mean that in the most sarcastic way possible.

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DETENTION

Eli's POV

My classes go by in a blur and I make my way to detention slowly. All I can think about is the dinner tonight. I hope that they can look past my clothing and see that there's more to me than that, but at the same time I don't expect them to. You know what they say, expect the worst, hope for the best. I take a seat and stare at my nails that are painted black. Shit, I forgot to take all this off. The Edward's household probably doesn't want to see this. As I look up I notice Bianca glaring at me. I'd heard a lot about Bianca just from Adam, and all of the crap she did is enough for me to hate her.

"What?" I say, wondering why she's glaring at me. If anything it should be the other way around.

Bianca's POV

Great. I'm stuck in detention with him. I didn't know much about Eli, but he got my best friend in jail and that is reason enough to hate him. I glare at him, hoping that if I glare for long enough, he'll just disappear somehow, "I hope you're happy now that Fitz is in jail."

He turns his chair around to face me and scoffs, "It's not my fault your friend decided to be stupid and play around with a knife."

"Shut up! He's not stupid!" I yell.

He rolls his eyes, "If he's not stupid he wouldn't be in jail right now. He does stupid shit, and stuff happens to him, it's life. Why else would he be in jail right now?"

This guy is really starting to get on my nerves.

"Because you decided to be a little bitch that's why," I hiss.

He opens his mouth to argue with me but then a teacher walks through the door. Dom Perino walks inside and I don't dare say a word. He's the one teacher that I won't say shit too. Everyone at Degrassi knows that he has a short temper and it's usually quiet in his class. I'm not scared of any teacher, but I have a quiet respect for him (never tell anyone that ok?). Maybe it's the way he takes control in a classroom, or the fact that he makes people listen, but he catches my attention. I watch the clock go by. It looks like the hands on the clock aren't even moving. Ten minutes go by in complete silence and I feel like I'm going to die of boredom. Dom finally gets up and looks at the two of us sternly, "I have to run a few errands for a teacher's meeting. I expect you guys to stay quiet and don't think I won't give you a double detention if you decide to leave," he eyes the two of us like hawks. The minute he leaves I turn back around to Eli, about to argue again. But he beats me to it.

"You do know he doesn't like you right? Fitz will never like you," Eli tells me and I feel something in my heart shatter. I wonder how he even knows of my feelings for Fitz, but I don't dare give him the satisfaction.

"Shut up. You don't know that," I mumble weakly. I feel pathetic really. How can someone break me so quickly?

"You seriously think he'd be interested in a girl like you? He may be a dumb ass but just look at the way you dress, it basically screams easy. Maybe if you had some self respect guys would actually be into you. Oh and maybe if you didn't talk so much crap there'd be no reason for people to hate on you," his words are pouring out like venom and I feel like I'm going to explode.

How can he say that to me? He doesn't know who I am, or what I go through. I stand up and he immediately stands up after me. I don't even say anything, I just try to tackle him to the ground, but he dodges it quickly. I wonder if the teachers can hear for a second, but then at the same time I don't care. All I see is red.

"You're the last person to ever say that I'm easy! You don't know anything about me so just shut the fuck up!" I shout, tears threatening to spill over my eyes. I instantly fight them off. I will never let him see me cry. I try to hit him but he dodges again when finally I push him back against the wall. I raise my hand up to punch him in the face right then and there but he catches it, and then suddenly everything changes. He stares at me intensely and I look back into his deep green eyes. Somehow, I forgot about everything. The drama in my family, Fitz, Owen, just everything. Before I can catch myself I'm leaning in, pressing my lips on his. He doesn't bother to stop me like I expect him to. Instead he grabs me by the waist, pulling me in even closer. I run my fingers through his hair, enjoying every moment of this though I'm not sure why. His hands slide up my stomach and something goes off in me.

Then we pull back, staring at each other in shock. All I can think is...

What the hell?

I've revised this plenty of times but I just had to fix it again. This story is a little sloppy but I think I've really grown as a writer since then. Hope you guys enjoyed it though.