I DO NOT OWN DEGRASSI!

So this chapter starts the day before Clare's first day of school. And later when it's Eli POV it goes back to the present, after the accident. Hope you guys enjoy J

Oh and who said it would have a sad ending ;)

But I never said it would be happy either ;)

So you have to stay and read to find out :D

Clare POV: The day before

I strutted down the hallway, towards my parent's master bedroom. The chandeliers dangling from the glass ceiling lighted my pathway with each step I took. Two big wooden doors appeared from the long hallway and I took a final sigh as I knocked on the door.

Echoes surrounded me and I cringed at the emptiness of the house. Shuffling was heard from behind the door before it opened and out appeared a tall slender woman. Her black hair was pinned elegantly on top of her head; her long thin body was covered with clothes more expensive than the average pay check. The woman's freshly manicured nails were planted at her thin waist with a scowl on her red lips. "I'm busy." Her cold voice uttered.

"Mom, I need to talk to you." She raised a perfectly styled eyebrow at me and I quickly added, "It's kind of important."

She sighed in surrender and opened the door wider, giving me entry into her room. The aroma of flowers filled the air and I almost chocked at the intensity of the smell. The large room was furnished expensively and styled by a professional. A tall thin man was sitting at the desk in the far corner typing vigorously on his computer. Venom filled my body. He didn't even look up when I walked in. He didn't even care that he hasn't seen me in two weeks. If only he paid half as much attention to me as he did to that computer. Then maybe I would actually know my father.

The noise of nails being tapped on the dresser shook me from my thoughts. I turned around and saw my mother looking annoyed with her eyes glued to my face. "What's the emergency?"

"I got a letter from Degrassi." I held up the thin white envelope in my hands.

Her response shocked me. She raised her eyebrow and glared at me. "Your point is?"

"Umm…I don't go to Degrassi." Suddenly I wanted to smack myself when I noticed my mother's response to my answer. The answer was obvious. Why would I get a letter from Degrassi if I wasn't enrolled there?

"Didn't I tell you honey?" She asked me. I shook my head. But she didn't seem to care, for she was staring at her nails and looking completely bored. "You're going to Degrassi now."

The white envelope fell from my hand landed on the floor. "What?"

"Don't act so surprise Clare. I mean, you had to expect it. I am sponsoring that school."

"And because of that I have to go there?"

She sighed exaggeratedly. "Well yes. I am telling my sponsors that with the right teachers and staff any school can rise from the ruins and become a safe learning environment. It would be very hypocritical of me if I claim that, yet don't allow my own daughter to enroll there. I'll get no support with that attitude." She walked around me and started to look through papers, as if our conversation was over.

"But didn't you even think about telling me?"

She sighed frustrated. "I didn't think it was necessary." My mouth popped open. "It's not like you have a choice." She muttered under breath.

"But my friends…?" I protested.

She tossed the bills onto the bed and rubbed her temples in irritation. "The Coynes, Bhandaries, and the Martins are also sponsoring this school. So we have all agreed to let all of our kids enroll at Degrassi."

"So Declan, Fiona, Alli, Sav, and Jake are also going there?"

"Didn't I just say that?" She snapped.

I bit my tongue and nodded. No use in arguing with her. She didn't care; and me telling her that wouldn't change her mind. I turned on my heels and walked out of the room. "It was nice talking to you mom and dad." I sneered to myself as I walked down the pathway and disappeared from my parent's minds once again.

Next Day Eli POV

Her tiny hands slammed me into the wall. I smirked down at her. Marisol was grinning up at me evilly. She went down and began unbottning my jeans. Her small hand grabbed my shaft and she began to pump her fist up and down. My hand reached down and began groping her clothed breast.

"I love you." She whispered hotly.

I stopped. "I don't."

"What?"

"You heard me. Now continue sucking me off."

"...Okay."

I smiled as she started again.

She is so stupid...

Clare POV

I walked into the school with my friends by my side. The school felt hallow and cold. Students stared at us with cold expressions on their faces. I hugged my books closer to my chest as panic settled in. The kids here were dangerous. Not even an hour here and I already witnessed the worst of Degrassi. My eyes looked towards Jake and I couldn't help but cringe. His bruise on his neck was extremely noticeable in contrast to his white creamy skin.

I slowly released my hold on the books and grabbed Jake's bicep. Jake looked down at me and smiled sadly. His fingers curled around mine and we held hands as we walked towards our classroom. Declan led us with a stiff position. His eyes were alert as he glared at each kid; as if any one of them was about to attack us. Alli pulled to a stop and turned towards Jake and me.

"Here's our class." Her normally loud voice was soft and scarred.

My head nodded in understanding but my grip on Jake tightened. Jake looked down at me and smiled sadly. "I'll see you after class babe." His soft lips kissed my forehead and I slowly let him go.

"Bye." My voice was croaky as I walked inside the classroom.

The room was smaller than the class rooms at my last school. The broken desks were covered with writing and markings and the ceilings were showered in spitballs. I sat down in the back of the classroom and Alli sat down next to me. My body felt dirty in the seat and I cringed when my hand touched a piece of gum stuck to the bottom of the desk. I quickly rubbed my hand on the hem of my pants and place both of my hands on my lap.

Students started to file in and take their seats. Some would stare at Alli and me while others glared at us. I averted my eyes from them and stared straight forward. The teacher's desk was vacant and I started to chew nervously on my bottom lip; a habit I got since I was little.

The room grew silent when the bell rang. Students continued to walk through the door yet no teacher was present. I turned to Alli and stared at her quizzically, silently asking her where the teacher was. She shrugged at me. A bald man in his late forties walked in. His face was covered in a sheet of sweat and he looked nervous.

"Sorry I'm late class. My name is Mr. Tate. Not Mr. T or any other name. Most of you know me considering you are repeating this class since you failed last year. In fact," His beady eyes scanned the room and landed on my face before he went on to Alli. "There are only two people I don't know. Ladies," He gestured for us and the class all turned around with expected looks. "Tell us your names if you will."

My cheeks turned red and my hands twitched on my lap. "Clare." I squeaked out.

The class snickered and laughed. "Snob!" A voice yelled from somewhere across the room. I slouched down in my seat to hide.

The teacher ignored the rude remark and asked Alli to say her name. She quickly responded and hid her face in her textbook. I sighed as the teacher started to drown on about something no one seemed to care.

A door being opened disturbed the class from sleeping and I snapped my eyes to the skinny boy walking inside the room. His black pants were baggy and he wore a loose white t-shirt. His brown hair was being held down by a green beanie. He didn't seem strong or intimidating but he was with that Eli kid earlier. And by the looks of it, I was sure he was a part of his gang. Then a dark shadow stood outside the door. He stood there, hidden by the darkness. He then took a step forward, into the light and I gasped. It was that Eli gang member.

He was tall; at least "5.9". His pitch black hair was messy; messy in a sexy way. It was straight. A lock of hair was in danger of covering his eyes. His muscular body was tan. His white shirt outlined his muscles perfectly. His green eyes put my blue eyes to shame.

He stood there, his eyes scanning the room. His gaze landed on mind longer than the rest. Yet they were only there for three seconds top. Then he walked to the table with his hands in his pockets and took his place next to the boy in the beanie. The boy in the beanie who once looked so innocent now looked fearful and powerful. It was as if the very presence of Eli made him threatening and dangerous.

"Excuse me." Mr. Tate began "but do you two have a pass?" he asked sternly yet he was shaking ever so slightly.

Eli smiled. "Do we ever?" he said coldly I gasped at his rudeness to the teacher. He heard me and turned around to glare at me. He raised his eyebrow at me and snickered. I quickly turned around but my face already turned pale. I could feel the blood being drained away.

The teacher groaned. "I'm tired of this" he muttered. "We are not going to do this the same as last year. I'm going to go get the principle and you'll be sorry.' he spat between clenched teeth and he stormed out the room.

They laughed. They laughed at his anger; at his threat. I turned my head ever so slightly so I would be able to peek at them through the corner of my eye. I didn't expect them to notice.

Eli turned his head towards me and smirked. "Hey there cutie." He winked at me.

I turned around and glanced behind my back to see if it was me he was referring to, but the seats behind me were empty. "Me?" I pointed to myself stupidly.

He chuckled and nodded. "Yes you." He strutted over to my table and sat down on top of my desk. I filched away from him. "What's your name?"

"Clare." I managed to say.

He smirked at me and put his finger underneath my chin. He raised my head so my eyes stared at his. "Nice to meet you Clare. I'm Eli."

I nodded my head and managed to steal a glance at Alli who was staring at us with wide eyes and a scared face. Eli's face leaned in closer to mine and I moved away. His cold breath mingled with my own and I shivered. The smell of him was intoxicating. "So what are you doing tonight?"

"Umm..." I stuttered and looked around for help but every pair of eyes was facing away from me. Almost deliberately, like it was a rule not to look at Eli unless allowed to.

The dangerous boy raised an eyebrow at me. "Well?"

"I'm going home."

Eli held back a laugh at my lame response. "Why don't you and I go somewhere else," I felt his cold fingers brush against my cheek and the shiver that went down my back was very noticeable to Eli. He grinned in satisfaction and continued to rub my cheek soothingly. "Like the back of my hearse?"

The skin beneath his fingers turned red. "Why would we go there?" I asked him, but I had a feeling I knew the answer.

"Les heures de baiser chaud" (Hours of hot fucking)

I slapped his hand away. "Excuse me?"

Eli seemed shocked at my response. "You know French?"

"Considérer très bien j'ai eu trois ans de pratique." (Very well considering I had three years of practice.)

A smirk went across his lips. "Sexy et intelligent" (sexy and intelligent)

I crossed my arms and glared at him. "Je suis snob." (I'm a snob)

"Are you now?" He asked my back in English. His tone was cold.

I nodded my head at him with my chin held high. "In fact I'm dating that 'snob' you threatened to kill."

"Sucks for you." He paused and leaned his face in closer. His breath mingled with my own for a minute as he whispered, "Son dick doit être petit" (His dick must be small). "Unlike mine." He winked at me and I felt myself gag.

My face grew hotter as Eli continued to eye me hungrily. "No it's not."

"So you two…wow you're a snob and a slut."

"No! I just highly doubt it is small because…his feet are not small."

He threw his head back and laughed. "That's myth naïve little snob."

I felt my face grow hotter. "Shut up." I mumbled.

The bell suddenly rang and I jumped from my seat and ran outside.

Eli POV

"That was quite an interesting conversation you had with that new snob." Adam commented.

I smirked. "I would love to taint that squeaky clean little snob."

My friend raised an eyebrow. "How would you do that?"

I stopped walking and turned around to face my friend. A group of people all wearing leather jackets surrounded us "Let's introduce her into our life, shall we?"

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