Author's Note- There's no bigger FML moment then when you delete a chapter of a story without saving it…
"Hi Imogen," I greeted when I entered my room.
"Hi Clare," she replied not looking up from her drawing. Imogen's my roommate and the only one I get along with. She's one year older than me.
"Whatcha reading?" she asked glancing at the book in my hands.
"My Life in Color, Mrs. Torres recommended it," I answered.
"Oh cool," she responded and began drawing again. I sat on my bed and began reading…
"I just want to start out by saying I'm not proud of what I've done…" the book started.
"Imogen, Clare time for dinner." Margret called up stairs.
"Coming," both me and Imogen chorused back as we made our ways down the stairs and into the dining room which was occupied by our foster parents and the ten other kids that lived here.
"Hello everybody," Mark greeted when everyone was seated "How was everybody's days?" He asked. At this the entire table turned into chaos.
"Mr. Julos assigned us a project on ancient Greece," Cherry and Lily exclaimed at the same time
"Lea asked Christian to the dance," Melanie blurted out
"Did not," Christian defended blushing furiously.
"Did too," Mel shot back. Me and Imogen glanced at each other as they continued arguing
"How was your day, Clare?" Margret asked smiling widely. Wait why was she asking me I never get attention.
"Good… I guess," pushing some food on my plate "you do you ask?" I then asked.
"A little birdie told us you were feeling a little left out," She answered before sliding my journal across the polished wooden table.
"What the Hell," I screamed "You read my diary? Who gave it to you? And why did you read it? That's an invasion of privacy," I accused loudly tears streaming down my face. They read it. They read my inner most thoughts. I was always an over-sensitive person and that was my way to deal and they read it.
"Calm down, Clare," Adrianne sneered. Adrianne along with Julie are the Novelli's daughters and they are both manipulative bitches.
"Yeah calm it, I simply miss recognized it for my book." Julie snapped
"You wouldn't now a book even if it slapped you in the face," Imogen threw back, "And how can you miss recognize it if it was under her pillow?" Imogen asked.
"Shut up Freak," Adrianne shot back
"I'm done," I yelled roughly pushing back my chair and running upstairs. I fell on my bed and cried. I heard the door open and soft footsteps enter the room "Go away," I mumbled into the sheets.
"I would if I could, but I can't because I live here." Imogen's voice spoke "I know you probably don't want to hear this but crying isn't going to help the damage is done. And punching Julie sixty-seven times in the face won't either." When I looked up I saw that Imogen had returned to the position on her bed and had begun drawing again. I decided to try to drown my thoughts by reading my book but that turned out to be mission impossible.
"I'm going to bed, Imo. Goodnight" I announced settling myself under the covers.
"Goodnight, Clarebear," She responded. I laid in bed thinking about stuff, mostly about the guy I sorta met at the bookstore. I can't wait to see him tomorrow. I let these thoughts swirl through my head as I drifted off to sleep.
O.o.O
"Hey Clare," Alli screamed across the parking lot whilst running and dodging cars.
"Any important reason for that suicide mission across the parking lot?" I asked when she had finally made it to my side.
"Hi Alli how are you? Great actually thanks for asking," Alli responded sarcastically.
"Hi," I said before continuing "So any reason? Other than that you have some sorta death wish."
"You know what they say. It's not a fashion statement it's a death wish," Alli joked about my musical preference.
"Okay so really what was so important?" I continued to question it was hard to get a straight answer out of Alli.
"Oh yeah well I think I like Drew and Adam hinted that he may like me too," She squealed.
"So you risked your life to tell me something I already knew," I stated.
"Wait what?" She questioned
"The chemistry between you two is so thick it can be cut with a knife," I replied before taking my glasses out of my bag.
"And what do you think your doing?" Alli asked
"Putting on my glasses nobody has noticed I had surgery so why bother?" I said before she grabbed them out of my hands. "Give them back" I pleaded reaching for the glasses. I successfully had a hold on half of them while Alli gripped the other. We tugged and pulled until the glasses flew out of our hands and into the streets only to be crushed by a hearse. Eli stepped out of the death car and picked up the twisted piece of metal.
"I think they're dead," he commented handing it back to me.
"It's okay I got laser surgery," I stuttered in response
"Do I make you nervous, Clare?" Eli asked his green eyes watching me intently.
"No, but your car does," I lied with a newfound confidence.
"Ahh you can insult me all you want, but Morty… low blow Clare, very low." He defended as if I insulted his mother.
"I'm sorry Morty," I apologized to the hearse.
"Your apology is accepted and greatly appreciated," He thanked smirking.
"So I guess I'll see you around." I commented
"I guess you will," He responded before getting in his hearse and driving away.
"And who was that Miss Edwards?" Alli asked incredulously.
"Eli," I whispered loving the way his name felt on my lips.
Author's Note- So I have a twitter and my name is FabulousMisfit. In other news I am pissed with Viacom now I have to get my Degrassi fix online at *le sigh*. And I'm going away for about a week and a half so y'all are gonna have to wait for updates on this and other stories.
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