Author's Note: OMG. The only thing that I have to say in here is HOLY CRAP DID YOU GUYS SEE THE PROMO FOR NEXT WEEK? FINALLY. ELI AND CLARE KISS. ITS LIKE THE MOMENT THAT IVE BEEN WAITING FOR, HOLY CRAP. OMG. WHATS HIS DARK SECRET. OMG. /. Here's the story! If you read Fast Changes too, I might update that later. Who knows. Eeeeek clare+eli omg I don't want to wait till next week D:

Chapter 2

Eli's POV

When I got home, neither of my parents were there. Of course. I was used to it though. Should I do my homework? Nah.

Yeah, I was in advanced classes at Degrass. I didn't have to do anything though. I was naturally smart. I don't even pay attention in class. At my old school though, I wasn't in any advanced classes but had good grades. So Degrassi decided to put me in advanced classes.

Doesn't mean I was gonna try harder. It's not like my parents care. Whatever, nothing seems to faze me anymore.

The one thing that did was that girl. I wonder what her name is. And why was I taking such an interest in her? She didn't seem like the type of girl who would even want to be my friend.

I probably won't talk to her ever again. But why was I thinking about her so much? I've never given a girl a second thought before.

I've never had a real friend either. No matter how much I want to pretend like I don't want friends, I do. Who doesn't want someone to talk to?

When you have no one, you talk to yourself. Or if you're like me, you talk to your car. It's a lonely life, but a good one.

Even if I would like a friend, I by no means need one.

It would be nice to have that redhead around though. Yes, it would.

That night, I dreamt about that redhead.

Eli's dream:

"Eli. You seem nice. Let's be friends."

Is this a dream? No one comes out and says stuff like that.

"Uh, sure. Why not. That would be…great?"

She leaned forward and kissed me on the cheek. Then moved to my lips.

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP

Stupid alarm. Did I seriously just dream about kissing that girl? Why would I do that? I've never even talked to her. She could be a complete bitch. Maybe she was stupid too.

But she was in eleventh grade advanced English. And she didn't look like she was in my grade. So she must be really smart then. So she was a nerd?

A hot one.

I need to stop thinking about this girl. I'm Eli Goldsworthy. I don't care. Period.

Yesterday, I made an impression on the school wearing my black blazer and grayish skinnies. Today, I was feeling more dark. So black skinnies, black band tee, black blazer. That was more like it. Gross, why are my nails so light?

I grabbed a sharpie and put it in my bag. I could fix my nails during school today.

I got to Morty and drove to school. I saw that girl at her locker which was conveniently located almost directly across from mine.

Great, now I'd see her every day and be forced to think about her. Whatever, I guess take what life throws at you, right?

That's the right thinking, Eli.

"Hi, you're new here, right?"

Blonde cheerleader. Makes me want to gag.

"Yeah."

"Well, do you wanna sit with me at lunch?"

She had a fake smile. Gagging.

"No."

"Why not?"

She pretended to look hurt.

"You're gross and too peppy. Please leave me alone."

"Gross? I'm not gross. You're a freak."

"I know."

I really did know. I wasn't like most of the other guys in my generation. I didn't really think about sex. I didn't want a whoreish cheerleader as a girlfriend. If I was looking for a girlfriend, I'd want someone smart. Not a really weird smart, but a cute smart. And someone who didn't really care about their appearance.

I didn't want a slob, just not someone who woke up at 4am to get ready for school. Some people are just weird like that.

I just want to avoid human contact and get through high school.

The girl looked angry and walked away. She must not be used to being called gross. But it was true, why would I lie?

Well, most guys would lie to get in her pants. I hope she realizes that before she messes up her life.

This day was going to be worse than yesterday.

A few other people tried to talk to me but I didn't talk back really. I wasn't as mean as I was to that girl, who I found out is named Jenna. I just gave them one word answers and they gave up.

At lunch I sat alone. I saw the redhead sitting with her friend. They were laughing and once we made eye contact. She probably realized that I was staring at her.

I wasn't trying to be creepy, she just seemed so different. Kind of like me.

Clare's POV

During lunch, I sat with Alli. She was talking about how cute a new boy, Drew, was. She was flipping out and I found it hilarious.

"Clare, you realize the hearse-boy is staring at you, right?"

I looked up. He actually was. I thought Alli would be joking.

"Maybe he's just staring and I happen to be in his view. He might not be staring at me."

"He totally is. Why wouldn't he? Your new haircut is gorgeous. Look at him! He is also gorgeous. You need to get together. Like NOW!"

Oh Alli and her plans. She's so stupid sometimes.

"Alli! No. He doesn't like me, I've barely talked to him. He's in my English class though."

"No way! Make your move there!"

"Yeah Alli, that'll happen."

Eli's POV

I had English right after lunch. I took my seat fast and started coloring my nails. I was much happier now that they were black instead of a weird pinkish color. The teacher started talking almost immediately.

"Alright, class, today I will be giving you assigned seats and assigned English partners. Your seats and partners will stay the same for the entire year, no exceptions."

"Sam, you sit here. You're partner is Alex, who will sit behind you." The teacher, Dawes, I think, continued on. Then she got to me.

"Elijah, you sit here. You're partner will be…Clare, who will sit right here." She pointed to the seat behind me.

"It's Eli, actually."

"Oh, I'm sorry!"

She continued on. So, who was this Clare girl? I turned around to see.

No way. The redhead. I was partnered with the redhead. Actually, Clare. So I was partnered with Clare for the entire year. That means that I'd have to talk to her. Human contact, ick.

At least it was her though…she was really cute. I'd get to spend time with her. I hate being social, but if I had to spend time with anyone, I was glad it was her.

"Hi Eli, you ran over my glasses."

"That I did, Clare. Sorry about that." I had to smirk. I couldn't help it. She blushed.

"That's okay!"

Author's Note: I STILL CANT BELIEVE THE PROMO FOR NEXT WEEK. WHY DO WE HAVE TO WAIT 3 WHOLE DAYS. POSSIBLY MORE, WHAT IF ITS NOT TILL LIKE THURSDAY. THEN I'D CRY. BLAAAAH I LOVE ELI. Tell me if you liked the story! Reviews please? I think I like this Eli better than the Eli in my other story. This one is more fun to write. :D review please. I love you guyssss.