Disclaimer: I do not own Degrassi or any of the characters mentioned.

A/N: This was my first request from my lovely friend Annabelle. Just a cute fluffy story about Eli and Clare. NO SMUT. NO LEMONS. Rated T just in case.

Hope you enjoy!
xoxo Sam :D

P.S Please feel free to message me some requests! I'll be glad to do them!

I walked through the doors of my last period class. Culinary class, my favorite. Finally, the day is almost over. I took my usual seat in the middle row and threw my messenger bag onto the seat next to me to save it for Ali. The last thing I want to do is sit next to some random sweaty guy. Right when the bell had rung, familiar faces began to crowd the room.

"You all do realize your supposed be in the classroom before the bell rings," Miss Dawes stated sarcastically. The students shuffled into their seats quickly. Ali took the seat next to mine and threw my bag back over to me.

"Thanks", she whispered. I smiled and nodded. "You know, I hear Miss Dawes is having a fling with Mr.O!" I averted my gaze to meet hers.

"Ali, you know Degrassi is full of rumors. After all, who are we to get mixed into teachers affairs?" I whispered back while rolling my eyes.

"Clare, Degrassi would be nothing without rumors. I also highly doubt that kids would make up some random junk without any solid evidence on what's going on."

"Okay Ali, maybe your right, but that's absolutely none of our business." I retorted. She playfully rolled her eyes at me before turning around to stare at Drew, who was some jock type of kid who happened to be sitting in the back of the classroom. I was busy observing her flirt with him until I heard a loud voice call out.

"Settle down," Miss Dawes yelled over all of the talking students. "I will be assigning partners for our culinary project. Its due on December 21st no late work will be excepted. I will hand out a recipe card that you and your partner must follow. I expect to see a completed, edible dish on the 21st. Any questions?" Ali raised her hand the second Miss Dawes stopped talking.

"Are we going to be picking our partners," She asked while staring holes through Drew and batting her eyelashes like some ditz.

"No, you will not be picking your partners. Who your partner will be depends on what your grade on your test was. The last thing I want to do is put two inexperienced students together. Nothing but chaos will come of that," Miss Dawes stated sternly. Ali crossed her arms over her chest and huffed loudly. Groans echoed throughout the room. Miss Dawes walked around the class handing out a few index cards to each person containing the recipes for our projects. "Your partners name is written on the backside of your card. Do not flip them over until I tell you to do so. When you do find out who you get, please take a seat next to them. Planning this assignment carefully is extremely crucial if you want a good grade."

Everyone eagerly fiddled around with the cards, waiting to figure out what loser they were paired with.

"You may flip your cards."

I hesitantly flipped my card over, scared of who I might get. "Elijah Goldsworthy"

Uh...

Who the hell is that? I waited until everyone found their partners and then thoroughly scanned the room, looking for a person without a partner. My eyes locked on a boy with jet black hair, dressed in all black who was coloring his nail with a sharpie and sitting all by himself. Nice. Out of all people I could be paired with I end up getting him. I packed up my books and shuffled to the back of the room. Even after taking the seat next to him, he didn't notice me. I dropped my pencil,banged on the desk AND called his name. At this point I was beyond aggravated. I stabbed him with the tip of my pen. This resulted in him literally almost jumping out of his skin.

"What was that for!" He shouted while looking up at me with his smoldering green eyes. I had to admit, this boy was gorgeous. Perhaps even flawless. Staring into his emerald eyes caused an uncomfortable feeling in my lower stomach. I ignored and quickly cleared my mind, getting rid of any thoughts about him.

"For not bothering to answer me," I shot back.

"Sorry, I'm a bit of a day dreamer..." He said while scratching the back of his head. No kidding. This boy was in some totally different world a couple of minutes ago.

"I'm Clare, your partner"

"Hmm I've had enough partners this week," He said while smirking at me. I didn't quite catch this at first but as soon as I did I turned probably 300 different shades of red. He laughed.

"Ugh must you be so perverted?"

"Me? Perverted? No way! Never that." Elijah sarcastically gasped while clutching his chest as if he just had a heart attack. I rolled my eyes. "Plus, your the perverted one for thinking of it like that." He winked at me and I swore my heart stopped for a second. I felt my face get really hot.

"Everyone, the bell is going to ring in 2 minutes. Please get all your belongings together before heading out. We cant have anymore students reaching late to class anymore." Miss Dawes yelled. I slung my bag over my shoulder and tried to get out of that room as quick as I could. That didn't end to well because ended up colliding with someone. I looked up. There were those green eyes again.

"I think I'm gonna need your number, blue eyes," Elijah said.

"O-Oh right," I said while scribbling down my number. Great. Stuttering already in front of a boy I had just met. What a nice first impression.

This is my first story! *woot woot* Please let me know what you guys think and if i should continue it. Please leave me some reviews! Constructed criticism is much appreciated! Sorry this one is REALLY short. I just wanted to leave room for another chapter or two. I promise it wont be any longer than 3... I hope xD