A/N:Hello! Thank you for the awesome reviews. It makes me want to continue. So I am. :) I'm going to try and make this story realistic. Enjoy my lovely readers.:)

Disclaimer: I do not own Degrassi

"No!" shouted Reese, laughter dripping from his voice.

I felt my face heat up and had the instinct to defend myself. "In my defense, I thought he was into it!"

"So….y-you kissed a guys neck….b-because you t-thought he was a v-vampire." He said between fits of laughter.

I soon realized how funny the situation actually was and started to laugh as well. Reese and I have been talking for a couple of hours and I've never felt so normal. He was very easy to talk to and a very good listener. We would talk about random and pointless stuff. It made me feel that someone actually cared. Cared to listen.

After the laughter died down, Reese gave me a curious look and said,

"You know I would never expect a girl like you to do that."

I crossed my arms and quirked a brow playfully, "like what?" My voice was mock defensive.

"I don't know, just your presence. It has a certain… innocence about it." He finished with a click of his tongue.

"Your not the first person who's said that before," I responded knowingly.

He looked at me with an interested look. "Oh. Lets hear it." He urged playfully.

I shook my head and smiled. "Nope. Lets talk about you."

"What would you like to know?"

I averted my gaze from him and went into deep thought. As soon as I thought of something I said, "Why are you hanging out with Johnny DiMarco. I mean he's bad news….and you seem the complete opposite."

He chuckled lightly, his brown eyes starting to twinkle. "Well," He looked down, "me and Johnny are pretty much alike but we do have certain differences about us." He answered softly.

I looked at him and tried to compare him to Johnny, to find any common traits between them. Nothing.

"Well, I don't see anything." I shrugged my shoulders.

He looked back at me, his eyes and posture suddenly serious.

"Listen, Johnny is a good guy. He's just been through a lot of shit through his life, don't burn him for trying to be a better person."

"I wasn't…" I trailed off, suddenly I felt guilty that I might of offended him.

"It's alright. It's not you, but some people sure piss me off when they go on about him." He stated angrily.

Suddenly wanting to cheer him up, I asked "You want to do something."

He suddenly smiled and he stood up, holding out a hand. "You want to do dance?"

I smiled back and stood up as well, taking his hand. "I would love to."

The sound of my alarm clock buzzing through my room woke me up. I didn't want to wake up. I just wanted to spend more time drowning into a big dark pool of nothingness. But I can't sleep. I have school. The first day of grade 10. I reluctantly got out of bed and made my way to the bathroom.

After finishing in the bathroom, I walked to my closet and picked out my outfit for the day. This day is going to be….HELL. I put on my blue skinny jeans, purple long sleeve top and black flats. I don't wear skirts anymore. I didn't bother putting make up on or fixing my hair. There was no reason to look good. I grabbed my bag and made my way downstairs. I faintly heard my mother say goodbye but I shut the door before I can hear anything else.

For these past few weeks I've barely spoken to my parents. They kept repeatedly asking me what happened that night, but I would ignore them. I avoided any conversation that delt with that topic. I can't bring myself to think about it. I won't bring myself to think about it.

As soon as I reached the steps of Degrassi, again another place that feels unfamiliar, I make my way inside. After receiving my schedule and locker number I make my way through the halls to my destination. On my way there I carefully avoid any attention drawn to me but I feel the stares burning through my sides and on my back. I look to my side to see Chantay Black whispering to Anya McPherson while looking towards me. I look to my other side to see Dave Turner shaking is head at me in disgust while Connor and Wesley stayed behind him like two lost puppies; there expressions unreadable.

I closed my eyes and opened them and looked straight ahead until I reached my locker. When I was twisting the lock I heard a familiar clinking of heels come up beside me…

"C-Clare?"

I look beside me to see a nervous looking Alli. She looked out of place, afraid what to say next. I turn back towards my locker, finally getting it open.

"Umm…I haven't seen you since the night of the party. Why haven't you returned any of my calls or texts?" She asked worriedly.

I mentally cringed at the word party, but simply shuffled my books into my locker, out of my bag.

"I've been busy," I answered emotionless.

Alli doesn't understand when someone wants to be left alone, she keeps nagging and nagging until you give into what she wants.

"Okay…well I really wanted to talk to you about what happened that night….Johnny showed u-"

I slammed my locker door shut and gave her a look of anger.

"You know what Alli. I don't care. I don't give a shit what happened between you and Johnny and I don't give a fuck if you were worried about me. You're always self-absorbed and never know when to quit harassing people….well I've had enough. Leave me the fuck alone!" I snapped, venom dripping from my voice.

Everyone walking around my locker stopped and stared at Alli and I. They're probably thinking little ol'saint Clare just cursed, or oh shit! What just happened? I didn't dare look at anyone else. I turned around and headed to my class, leaving a teary-eyed Alli left behind. Tears of my own started stinging in my eyes and instead of heading to class I dashed for the bathroom, ignoring the gawking stares of students around me. I ran to one of the stalls and sat on the ground, bringing my knees up to my chest, I started to sob uncontrollably. Anger and guilt rolled in my stomach, for treating Alli that way. I love you Alli. With all my heart but it's better this way. Trust me. I'm sorry.

I stayed in the bathroom the whole period and went to class at the start of second. My face went back to its normal pale self when I exited the bathroom. People must of forgot about my outburst because everyone was roaming around the halls, talking with each other about random things. I entered advanced English and sat at the back corner.

After what happened I can't be out in the open with people. I need to be hidden. It comforts me. Soon the classroom was flooding with students. A guy wearing all black with dark brown hair sat in front of me. I shuffled my desk back a few feet. The guy in front of me either didn't hear the desk move or chosen to ignore it. Either way I was safe and content to being by myself.

Ms. Dawes stood behind her desk with a huge smile on her face.

"Hello class welcome to grade 10 advanced English. Now…"

I tuned out after that. Haunted memories started to flood through my mind. Don't Clare. I needed a distraction. Anything. Or I'm going….

"…..Clare Edwards." announced Mrs. Dawes.

I snapped my head toward the front of the class.

"What?"

The guy in front of me turned around as soon as I spoken. His green eyes were a bright green. His mouth was slanted in a smirk.

"She said, we are English partners." He answered amused.

I looked at him. His lips were shaped perfectly; full and plump. His cheek bones and jaw line were perfectly sculpted. His piercing green eyes brightened the whole room. I hated him. A handsome face lies nothing but danger and darkness.

I looked down at my hands on my desk. From the corner of my eye, I saw he was still looking at me. He was waiting for an answer.

"Well you already know my name…" I mumbled.

I just wanted him to turn around, but he wouldn't budge.

"Eli." He stated. He turned back around in his seat.

At lunch time, people were still staring at me when I passed by. Not that I cared but I don't understand what I did that made me suddenly the hottest topic for gossip at Degrassi. I just ignored it and went through the rest of the day ignoring anyone who talked or tried to show any contact with me.

When I was walking home I saw a car slow down beside me. No wait. It wasn't a car. It was a hearse. The driver's window was rolled down and popped….Eli.

"Hey. Do you want a ride?" He asked as he droved slowly beside me.

I look forward, avoiding any eye-contact with him. "Do you do that often?" I asked.

"Do what?"

"Offer rides to strangers." I murmured.

"We aren't strangers. We met each other today in class and we are partners. We have to get to know each other sometime." He explained.

"I don't want to get to know anyone." I responded bitterly.

"Oh come on. Don't be a sour puss." He said jokingly.

I stopped dead in my tracks and turned to him in disbelief.

"Did you just say sour puss?"

He stopped his car and smirked at me. I shook my head and started walking again.

"So I'll take that as a no to the ride?" He started his car again.

I didn't say anything. I kept walking. He sped his car away down the road and I watched. Why hasn't he warded off from me? I don't want to be around people. Especially around boys.

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