Hey Guyss. Here's the second chapter, I know I'm not the greatest at updating on a regular basis... sorry, haha. With that said, R&R pleeease? ;)
*Disclaimerrr: I don't own Degrassi or any of it's characters... Except Eli. *Suggestive wink.*
"Wipe the freaking smirk off your face, Elijah." She snapped at me, and then turned abruptly to stride away from me, headed for her locker. I followed her, my smirk still in place. She turned and looked over her shoulder, and groaned loudly while rolling her eyes. She stopped mid-step and turned around, glaring at me as I almost ran right into her. I stopped in front of her, her and I only a knick in the wall as the rest of the students rushed past us, happy that the day was over. She sighed exasperatedly as she turned around with her arms crossed, and walked the rest of the way to her locker. I followed her again, leaning against the locker next to hers as she put her books and spirals into her locker. She slammed it shut angrily, and the sound didn't faze me one bit. "Is that all you can do? Smirk and be infuriating?" She spat at me, glaring daggers at me as she walked past me on her way to the cafeteria.
"I'm aware I'm infuriating. But, actually, no. I'm capable of lots of other things." I told her, wiggling my eyebrows suggestively, hoping she got what I meant. After a few seconds, she scoffed and crossed her arms again, speeding up her pace as she turned a corner.
"You're disgusting." She told me, striding farther down the hall. I jogged lightly to keep up with her; damn, she was quick.
"Oooh, feisty." I stated with a chuckle. She jogged into the cafeteria, sitting at a table in the far corner, eyeing the other teens in the room. She still had the fiery look in her eyes as she watched me sit down a few tables away, at a table where a kid sat. I remembered he was in my advanced biology class.
What was his name? Aaron, Damon, Adam? Adam! That's it.
"Hey… Adam…?" I said, my sentence ending up sounding more like a question than anything else.
"Hmm…?" He asked, not being able to take his eyes off of the comic he was reading. I glanced at it, and I immediately did a double-take. Was that what I think it was?
"Um, is that The Goon?" I asked in awe, and he finally looked up. He nodded shortly, a small smile pulling up the corners of his lips. I quickly pulled my bag off of my shoulder, digging in it for what I was looking for. I felt the smoothness of the comic, and pulled it out, slapping it down on the table. His face lit up when he read the cover.
"No way!" He exclaimed, his smile getting bigger. "Eli, right?" He asked, pausing to look at me again. I nodded.
"Eli Goldsworthy." I said, taking my hand up from under the table to hold my hand out for him to shake. He shook it briefly, eyeing my comic again.
"Adam Torres." He said, still in awe of his discovery of a fellow comic reader. Mr. Purino interrupted our conversation, clearing his throat, making all our heads turn. I glanced at Clare, and she was looking towards our table with wide eyes. I smirked when Purino strode over to her table, slamming his hand down on top of it to get her attention. She jumped at the noise, and nodded after being asked for her attention.
"Well, guys… and girls," He said loudly, giving Clare a pointed look, making her blush when she saw all the eyes on her. "No talking, no note passing, no laughing, no noise. Got it?" He said, locking eyes with every person in the room briefly, his eyes lingering on mine longer than everyone else's. "Good. I'll be right there across the cafeteria, so don't even think about sneaking off." He said, gesturing towards me and making me smirk, listening to a few short laughs in the room. He walked over and plopped down at a table, taking out a stack of papers and a pen. I glanced at Adam, and he mimicked Purino in a series of mumbles, making me chuckle quietly. I looked past Adam to see Clare with her nose already buried inside her social studies book, and I rolled my eyes slightly. Classic Clare. Adam's eyebrows pinned together, turning around to see what my attention was on. His eyes widened and a smirk of his own filled his face when he saw Clare, and then he wiggled his eyebrows at me.
"Clare-Bear, huh?" He asked quietly, giving me an expectant expression, and I shook my head quickly.
"Clare-Bear?" I whispered with a small smile, and he nodded.
"Yeah, I gave her that nickname when we were kids." He said as if it were nothing. My eyes were close to popping out of my head at his statement.
"You knew her when she was a kid?" I asked in awe, and he nodded.
"Yeah. Our mom's have been like, best friends since we were babies." He said quietly, looking at her again. "I wonder what she did to get here, this time." He said, amused, changing the subject. I was about to ask him more, but as soon as I opened my mouth, I heard the most fucking annoying man on earth clear his throat. I lifted my glare to make eye contact with him, and he glared right back.
"Torres. Goldsworthy. No talking. This is your last warning." He said, pointing a finger at me. I rolled my eyes and waved my hand to dismiss him, getting out my iPod from my backpack. I glanced at Adam, and he was already too absorbed in his comic to notice. I put the ear buds in my ears, and scrolled through my obscene amount of music, choosing a song and putting the volume level up full blast, putting it in my blazer pocket. I opened to the first page of my comic, and started to read. I sighed, I'd already read this one twice, and it was boring since I knew what would happen, anyway.
So I shut it, putting it back in my bag, instead finding a pencil and my worn black journal, opening up somewhere in the middle, skimming through the pages of my sloppy handwriting to find a blank page. The words were scribbled down fluently, coming so easily to me. Even if the words were full of angst, they were mine. It was only for my eyes, only for me. Every single thought, every single fear, are written down in black and white. Whether my thoughts and fears were in this journal, or in one of my many piles on notebooks in my closet, it was there. I felt a tap on my shoulder, only to meet a pair of eyes scarily similar to Clare's. Adam gestured somewhere across the room with his eyes, and I pulled my ear buds out to glance at Purino. He made a lowering gesture with my hand, telling me to turn down my music. I glared at him and turned it down a few notches, only putting one ear bud in so I could hear things other than my music. I glanced at Purino, and he was staring intently at the girl a few tables away; Clare.
"Ms. Edwards." He said from across the room, and Clare lifted her head up from her social studies homework.
"Yes?" She asked, her pencil pausing, no longer scribbling on the sheet of paper.
"Have you ever thought about tutoring?" He asked, staring at her as she had a puzzled expression. She shook her head.
"I haven't before, but it sounds like fun." She said, her anger gone as she talked to him.
"How would you like to tutor one of my students?" He asked, and she nodded with a smile.
"I'd love to." She said softly, and then focused all her attention back into her worksheet. She looked up when Purino started to talk again.
"You see, this student of mine doesn't feel like doing his homework…" He said, looking thoughtfully sad to put on a show for her, making eye contact with me briefly.
That's when it clicked.
Oh no, no, no no no… he can't be talking about me. He can't be. Is he serious?
"And I would just appreciate it if you could somehow make sure he gets it done each day." He finished, and she nodded, the smile still on her face.
"I'll do it." She said happily, completely unaware of my pure horror. My eyes were wide, giving Purino the most accusing stare, him only avoiding my gaze and smiling sickly.
"Good. Now, I'm counting on you to help this boy, however stubborn and sometimes insistent he is." And I heard Clare laugh shortly before nodding. "You'll be meeting with him tomorrow in the library after school, clear?" He asked with hope, and she nodded again.
"Okay, I'll be there." She said with a smile, still completely unaware. Now, he turned to me with the same sick smile on his face.
"Mr. Goldsworthy." He shouted, narrowing his eyes. I made my eyes do the same, somehow hoping that this glare would make him change his mind. "It seems that Clare Edwards will be your social studies tutor." He said, chuckling darkly, and I heard Clare's loud gasp.
"Are you serious?" Clare asked loudly in protest, meeting my eyes, horror now in her's as well.
"As serious as a heart attack." Purino said sternly, then putting on an innocent expression. "Why? Is there something wrong?" He said as innocent as he could possibly muster. I scoffed.
"Wow. You're a real dick, you know that?" I said with a surefire expression, pursing my lips in anger.
"What was that, Elijah?" He asked, with a fiery expression, pretending not to hear what I said. I heard Adam gasp shortly, and I looked at him briefly enough to see that he was staring wide-eyed at me. I looked back at Purino.
"Oh, nothing." I said sardonically, repeating what I said to him earlier. He rolled his eyes briefly as his eyes went back to Clare's angry form.
"Mr. Purino, I'm sorry, but I can't tu-" She started but was interrupted by him.
"You already agreed, and I already have your form filled out. Sorry, but you're stuck." He said, his sick smile returning to his face. I heard her groan, and it only made my smirk get wider.
"Is this a joke? 'Cause I would love to hear the punch line, right now!" She exclaimed loudly, crossing her arms as she switched glances between my smirking face and Purino's aging one.
"Nope, he's serious." I said, angry that he would even think of getting me a tutor. I'm capable of understanding the homework, I just choose to ignore it completely, because I know it gets under his skin. "I don't need a tutor." I said, this time directed to him.
"Yes, you do." Purino argued, and I rolled my eyes. I'm seriously going to waste my time with this? "What's done is done, Elijah." He said with finality, and I about got up and punched him in the face. I closed my eyes and breathed deeply through my nose in annoyance.
"For the last freaking time, don't call me Elijah." I spat at him loudly, and he only chuckled and shook his head. He glanced at the clock, and started stacking up the papers he'd graded.
"Well, ladies and gents, detention's over. Eli, meet Clare in the library tomorrow after school, and I'll expect you both to be there." He said, making stern eye contact with both me and Clare.
"But-" Clare started to argue, but he stuck up his hand to tell her not to finish that sentence.
"No buts." He ended, and then spoke again.
"Jesus fucking christ, just spit it out so I can leave." I said under my breath in irritation, and I heard Adam chuckle.
"If either of you aren't there, expect to have detention for the next week." He said, giving me a pointed look. I groaned.
"Fine. Can we just freaking leave already?" I said in annoyance, and he waved his hand, signaling we could go. I packed up my notebook and stuck it in my bag with all my other homework, and stood up from the table.
"Hey." I heard Adam say, and I turned around. "You wanna' hang out sometime?" He asked, putting his comic book in his backpack. "So we can talk comic books." He added, and I was immediately in. I half smiled.
"Sure. How about tomorrow after…" I shuddered dramatically. "Tutoring." He laughed.
"Sounds good. I'll meet you outside the library." He said, getting up and walking away. "See you later." He called over his shoulder, and then he was gone. Clare was still packing up, and she noticed me looking.
"When I'm being forced to tutor you, don't irritate me, don't touch me, don't even look at me." She finished, hitching her handbag up on her shoulder and walking away. I followed her out into the parking lot, a smirk finding it's way onto my face.
"Fine." I said, holding up my hands in mock surrender as she turned around to look at me. "Bye Edwards." I said, turning to walk over to Morty with my smirk everlasting.
I heard her mutter "Jesus Christ. Just shut up and let me leave." I chuckled.
"I'm not keeping you here. You're the one that's still standing there." I called out over my shoulder, my smirk remaining, and she turned around to walk away.
"Shut up!" She shouted, walking down the steps, and my smirk just grew wider.
This is going to be fun, I thought to myself.
End of Chapter 2.
Ahah. I looove Adam, I had to put him in this.
Sooo. How was this chapter? Did you like it? I've done my part... now do yourss! Please revieww, I love them. *Hint Hint, they make me write the next chapter quickerrr... Just sayinnn'. hahh.
-Macy.