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"Elijah Kenneth Quinn Goldsworthy, wait up!" I, Violet Casey, called to my best friend.
Eli and I had been best friends since forever, forever meaning first grade. We'd met when Ms. Grew, our teacher, put us both at the green table. She'd given us the task of drawing a family portrait. Eli had drawn Cece and Bullfrog, both dressed in their usual everyday black clothing, and Eli himself in his black shirt, black jeans and black sneakers. His older brother, Nick was wearing black as well. And their black lab, Demetri, was sitting in the back of their black minivan. The minivan with the skull stickers, as I referred to it. Eli referred to the automobile as the place where he lost his virginity, but that's a different story for a different time. So anyway, Eli and I were sitting at the green table in first grade, drawing our family portraits. I'd drawn my older brother, Huston, dressed in his black clothing of course, and my mother and father wearing average parent-of-first-and-fourth-grader-clothes. My other brother Kris was wearing average fifth grader clothes, you know, blue jeans and a red t-shirt with white Nikes. What else did kids wear in 1999? Uh, I'm getting off topic. Anyway, Ms. Grew collected our papers and then calls us each up to talk about them in front of the class, in an effort to get to know each other. Eli got up and started talking about his family's trip to the gothic comic book convention.
"Eli, please tell us about your picture," Ms. Grew said. Little five year old Eli stood up and smirked.
"Bullfrog works at a radio show, the heavy rock channel. Cece stays home. Nick is a jerk and spends his time stealing my Gothic Tales comics. And he's in third grade. Our dog Demetri is in the black mini van that we use to go to the annual Gothic Tales Comic Convention." Eli said proudly. Ms. Grew was horrified.
"Where are your parents? Your daddy and mommy?" She'd asked.
"You mean Cece and Bullfrog?" Eli asked.
"Elijah-" Ms. Grew started before Eli cut her off.
"It's Eli. And my mom is Cece and my dad is Bullfrog. We don't call them by those weird mom and dad titles though."
"Okay, darling, why didn't you use any color in your picture?"
"I used color."
"Where?"
"The black! Duh! What are you stupid?" Eli asked. I then jumped out of my seat and clapped.
We both had to stay in for recess after that but it was so worth it. Eli and I were inseparable after that.
"Eli!" I tried again, begging him to slow down. But he just kept running ahead of me, up to the school's front steps. It was summer, it was hot, I was wearing all black, and I was carrying a three year old baby boy.
"Come on, Vi, keep up!" He called back.
"I'm carrying your son!" I reminded him. He sighed and jumped back down Degrassi's steps. He took Kalib from me and balanced him on his hip.
"He's your son," He said. This was true. I'd gotten pregnant when I was fourteen, but not with Eli's baby. No, it was my boyfriend Steven's. Steven left me but Eli was like a father to Kalib. He'd done everything a father would from talking me to parenting classes at the YMCA to shopping for baby things with me to running to the diner at four o'clock in the morning to get me a burger to satisfy a craving to getting diapers while at the store grocery shopping with his mom. He'd helped me get through school while and after pregnancy and was now making me come to his school. Degrassi seemed nice, but I wasn't sure I wanted uniforms and to be patted down before entering school.
"He so could be your son, he loves you." I returned. And it was true. Kalib loved Eli more than anything. Well, he loved me and Eli the same. But still, Eli was truly always there for both Kalib and me.
"You, my best friend, are forgetting one thing." He laughed as we walked up to Degrassi.
"What's that?" I questioned, even though we'd had this conversation a thousand times and I knew the answer.
"We never slept together." He reminded me as if I'd forgotten.
"As if I could forget that one little detail." I said sarcastically. He laughed and held the door open for me. My black cargo pants, black dead hand t-shirt, black vans and purple hair extensions told anyone who passed Eli and I on the street that we knew each other, and that we were a perfect pair. My wavy black hair reached my lower back. Purple hair extensions were intertwined in with the waves and I loved it, even though it made me look like a total gothic. Which I was a total gothic.
"The office is right there." Eli pointed to a wall of glass windows. Inside, there was what I assumed was a principal's office.
"Mommy!" Kalib cried out for me. I reached my arms over and he jumped into them. I looked into my son's crystal clear blue eyes. They were the brightest blue I'd ever seen. And he's gotten them from me. His black wavy hair, his blue eyes, his smile, he was all me. Eli nodded me forward and I reluctantly walked swiftly into the office.
"Can I help you?" Asked a tall, lanky man with thinning strawberry blond hair and light skin.
"Yeah," I said awkwardly. Eli walked in behind me and the tall man met his eyes.
"Hey Principal S," Eli said.
"Eli, its Simpson."
"O-K-A-Y Simpson." Eli said coolly. I fought a laughed.
"You must be Principal Simpson," I said, setting Kalib down on the counter. "I'm Violet Casey." I shook his hand.
"And this is?" He asked, smiling at the baby.
"My son, Kalib Elijah Casey." I replied like I had so many times.
"Oh… How can I help you?" He asked more seriously. Yup, now he thought I was a slut.
"I'm here to enroll. Eli's been raving about how amazing this school is and how much he enjoys the writing and drama programs here. Since I want to apply to Columbia in the states, I decided a good writing program would help me get in." I said. I could almost feel Eli's humor and sarcasm leaking out of him, the smirk growing twice its normal size.
"Alright, well let's check out your file." He said.
"I've been in the school district so my file is assessable from your computer." I said.
"I know." He replied. My cheeks started to burn, but Kalib just smiled.
"What?" I asked Eli who was doubled over laughing.
"You…" he laughed. "You told the man…" he huffed.
"Eli, for gods sake, spit it out!" I said. He took a deep breath after a few more huffs or laughter and stood up straight.
"You told the man how to do his job." Eli replied. I rolled my eyes and rubbed Kalib's back.
"Let's go follow the nice man and get away from crazy Uncle Eli!" I said in my happy voice. Kalib giggled and I pecked his cheek before going into Simpson's office and sitting down in one of the blue chairs.
"Alright, Miss Casey, let's see." He said, reading over my file that he'd pulled up on the computer screen. "It says here you are a straight A student, all AP classes…" He read. "You worked on the newspaper, debate team, were the president of the student council in only ninth grade, followed into tenth." He recited. I nodded my head. Eli leaned in the doorway and watched.
"Um, Eli could you take Kalib?" I asked. He grabbed Kalib and smiled.
"C'mon buddy. Do you wanna see the place where Uncle Eli skips class?" He asked. Kalib giggled a "Yeah!"
"Eli, do NOT poison my son's mind!" I warned. He waved me off and took Kalib by the hand, walking him out of the office and into the hallway.
I turned back to Simpson to see him giving me a look.
"He's kidding about the cutting-class thing." I said, knowing I was now lying through my teeth. Acting lesions don't fail me now.
"It also says that you were very involved in drama club and music."
"The arts have always been a big part of my life…I've taken acting lesions and did have a reoccurring role on a local Television show." I'd been the "new girl", Ruthie, on Westheart, a show about a group of kids from a town named Westheart in Canada. I was the new girl, but once I got pregnant, I'd gotten fired. Which means my character got stabbed at a carnival by her boyfriend while riding the ferries wheel. Yeah, it was a really messed up show.
"It says you worked on a TV show."
"Only for ten episodes." I said.
"And you play the guitar?" He asked.
"Yes. Music is what got me through my pregnancy."
"And you also write?"
"I hope to be a published novelist and a journalist one day. I want to go to Columbia."
"High hopes?" He asked me.
"Hardly. I've always had straight As and I got almost perfect on the SATs." I said, trying not to brag.
"I see. Well Miss Casey, you seem like a wonderful candate for Degrassi. I just need you to fill out these registration forms." He said, handing me a stack of papers.
My pen had just floated over the paper for the last time, leaving my last signature, when Eli came running through the door in a panic.
"Violet, I lost Kalib!" He shrieked. I stood up from my chair, thanked Simpson who wished me luck in finding my son, and made a beeline for the door. I rushed out of the school to see Kalib sitting on the steps with Adam.
"Adam!" I shouted, running over to my good friend. There'd been four of us in the group at our old school: Eli, Adam, me, and Julia.
Adam and Eli transferred to Degrassi after Julia's death, but I choose to stay. Eli then convinced me to come to Degrassi and here I am.
"You found him!" I called.
"Please, Eli left him with me." He said. I turned to Eli.
"I want to give you the tour tomorrow, I wasn't gonna let Simpson do it." He said. I narrowed my eyes, but he put out his arms for a hug.
"Eli!" I said, annoyed but a bit glad.
"Bring it in," he said, waving me toward him. I went in for a hug, but he grabbed me and tossed me over his shoulder. We both laughed hard and I shrieked.
"Eli! Put me down!" I shrieked. He laughed and spun me around.
"No way, Casey!" he laughed.
"Eli!" Someone shrieked, but it wasn't me. Eli turned to see a girl with curly hair thrown up in a whack 80s head band staring at us with her arms crossed. She was tapping her foot, which was covered in hideous old-lady shoes. She was wearing stockings (yuck), a long skirt that came below her knees (hideous) and what looked like a catholic school girl uniform sweater but was actually something she made herself.
"Hey Clare," Eli said, setting me down. I brushed my bangs out of my eyes and saw her. Clare Edwards. The girl who broke Eli's heart.
In that moment, something happened. My heart soared and I got a feeling of passion, of love, that I'd never felt before. I felt weak at the knees, literally, and my heart raced so hard, I feared it would break out of my chest. Eli had been by my side everyday of my life. He'd helped me without thinking twice, and in return, I helped him. I comforted him through his breakup with this witch who made him crash Morty and freak out at his play last year. We'd been friends forever, but now I thought I was feeling something totally new and different from him. And after all of this time, I opened up my eyes. Now I see that he was always with me. And I was totally, completely, utterly in love with my best friend. And he was still chasing the 80s whack, school girl, Christian nut case that ruined his grade eleven year.
A/N: Thanks for reading! Okay, so I am a TOTAL ECLARE fan and am totally hoping they get back together in New Beginings, but I really wanted to write this story! I've had this idea for a while and finally got around to it! I promise, I will still be writing The Begining of the End, so check it out, it's total ECLARE! Please, REVIEW! :)