Here's Chapter dos! The reviews are GREATLY appreciated!Please keep reviewing guys, I don't know if I should keep going or not if no one is going to read it...But I hope you enjoy!
Drama Packed - Clare, the sexy seductive girl of Degrassi baby-sits the bad boy's brother. Will hatred turn to love ? or a kick in the nards? And what happens when they are forced to live together?
Chapter Two- Eli's POV
Wow, what a beautiful morning. The sun is up, the birds are chir-. I heard my mom yell while opening my curtains but I tuned her out before she finished because my headache was killing me. I tried getting up, but failed when I realized everything was spinning. I just laid there for a couple minutes and made my way to the bathroom for a ice cold shower. I figured it was the only way to wake up. I put on black jeans with a grey V-neck and a black flannel over with a couple rings and a signature necklace.
I had printed out a couple fliers the night before so I could find a babysitter before my mom started work on Wednesday.
My school schedule seemed...cluttered.
The only thing that caught my eye was journalism. I figured I should have one fun thing to do in school that wouldn't force me to strangle myself, right? My locker was across from the girls locker room, bingo. I'm not a perverted freak, but who wouldn't enjoy that?
It's mid-semester and I want to be here as much as a turtle wants to cross the freeway at lunch hour.
I made my way down to AP math, I wasn't planning on showing up all that much but I figured I should at least get my textbook and what not. As I was walking, someone shoved me into a fucking locker. Who the fuck has the right to do that?
My eyes shot at the person with disgust, "What the fuck! Watch where you're go-" I stopped when I saw a girl with long black hair, black tank top, black mini skirt and knee high boots. Wow, a lot of black.
I stopped staring when she scoffed in frustration.
"Sorry, I wasn't watching where I was stepping." I said, still under the spell of her presence.
"Obviously." She said and trailed off. Click click click, I can hear those sexy boots strutting down the hallway.
I realized that everyone was staring with blank faces like they just saw a ghost. I walked by the water fountain when I saw a board with a bunch of fliers for jobs, try-outs, etc.. I approached the huge thing and stapled my babysitting flier on it. My mom wanted someone that was available on the spot because she never knew the schedule at the hospital. The person would have to be there from 3 to whenever my mother got home. Lucky Elliot had school until 3, so he was somewhat busy during the day.
The rest of the day went pretty bland. I had all my textbooks and the assignments I needed to catch up on. Not that I was planning on doing any of them. For English, I had to pick a book and do a report on it. I figured I would use one from Grade 10. For Algebra 2, I had a shit load of pages. And I don't even remember the rest.
I didn't really pay attention to the people in my classroom. I just took my seat and played around with my phone the whole time.
After school, I made my way to the Dot to grab a drink and post my other flier.
Clare's POV
Some idiot ran into me this morning, causing me to spill my coffee all over my bag. Fucking idiots trolling Degrassi. I got home pissed because I got into journalism instead of the school newspaper. Whatever, guess I'll work my way up.
"DAD! I'm home!" I screamed, throwing my bag on the kitchen counter. I attempted to clean it out but wasn't really succeeding. I heard foot steps coming down the stairs.
"Hey babe, how was school?" He asked.
"It was...school." I said twitching my eyebrow. He looked kind of worried.
"Oh okay, I hope that's a good thing" He said, with a nervous chuckle.
"Yeah, is something wrong?" as soon as I said this, he broke all eye contact.
"Uhm, I lost my job." I couldn't speak.
My dad is a lawyer, so I don't understand how he could 'lose' his job?
"What do you mean? like the case is dropped or..?" I asked.
"Yeah, Mr. Goldsworthy decided to find a different divorce lawyer because he thought I couldn't do the job right." He said with a hesitant look on his face as he continued.
"I talked to Mrs. Goldsworthy and she said that they have been trying to divorce for almost 2 to 3 years now, but he keeps making up excuses and won't agree to the divorce. So, she's going to talk to her husband and let me know. Meanwhile, I don't have a different client and I don't know how long this is going to take." He finished looking like a sky scraper was lifted off his shoulders.
"That's- That's okay daddy...I'll-I'll get a job." I thought it over for a second, and realized that it was actually a great idea.
"Yeah! Dad, I'll get a job! I need it for a college transcript anyway! Plus, the money will help us! I'll go down to the Dot and see if they're hiring!" I said with beaming eyes as I grabbed my bag off the counter and ran out the door towards the Dot before giving my dad a chance to speak.
When I got to the Dot, it was packed with a crap load of students having coffee or lunch. I asked Spinner if he was hiring.
"Sorry kiddo, we're actually not.." He said with sad eyes. I bet it was hard looking at me after what happened since I looked so much like my sister.
"Awh! come on! I really need this, my father just lost his job and I really need this! Please!" I started yelling and suddenly all eyes we're on us when the owner came out shooting me a get the fuck out of here look. Spinner mouthed the word sorry to me and I gave him a sarcastic smirk while starting to walk out.
"Wait! Clare! Check the board over there, people usually post a lot of job offers there like dog walking and stuff…hope you find what you're looking for." He said and handed a blond girl her coffee without even making eye contact with her.
I listened to him and walked over to the board, let's see...dog walking? Hell no. Lawn mowing? over my dead fucking body. Hmm..babysitting. 18 DOLLARS AN HOUR? SOLD.
I quickly ripped the whole flier off instead of a small piece and started to dial the number on the paper.
"Hello?" someone answered.
"Hi, I'm calling to see if you still needed a babysitter for...Elliot." I said searching the paper in excitement.
"Oh uhm, I actually don't know. My son put those papers up but I don't know if he came in contact with someone already...You should call him." She said and gave me a phone number.
"Oh! Okay, thank you so much!" I said, trying to sound nice and hung up.
I quickly dialed the new number.
No answer. Fuck.
I dialed again...no answer. Are you kidding me?
I tried one last time.
"Hello?" Some one picked up the phone sounding like they just ran a mile.
"Oh hi, I'm Clare...I wanted to know if you were still looking for a babysitter?" I said jumping in place. I really needed this.
The person on the other end didn't answer for a minute and I got worried.
"Hello? You still th-" I was cut off.
"Yeah, I'm still here. Sorry, I'm trying to get dressed at the same time." Okay...too much info there.
"Oh uhm, sure." I said giving him a minute.
"Okay sorry, yes I still need someone. Can you meet me somewhere so I can make sure you're not a rapist in disguise?" He said.
I giggled at this. What the hell, I don't 'giggle'.
"Oh yeah sure, I understand. Uhm, the Dot? perhaps in 10?" I said, sounding hopeful.
"Perfect, see you then." He said and hung up.
Eli's POV
Fuck, I hate doing this meeting crap. But whatever, the best for my bro right? I had just got done taking a shower and I was still wet but whatever. I put on some grey sweats and a black V-neck with the flannel from today.
When I got there, there was nearly no one there. Lucky for me, I guess everyone was done with dinner. I saw a group of girls at the center of the cafe and another girl, sitting alone all the way in the back. WAIT! I remembered hair...black girl! Damn. The luck just keeps coming doesn't it?
I took a seat in front of her and said, "Hey sunshine, feeling better?" I grabbed a fry from her trey. My hair was still wet so it kept getting in my face. She looked at me in disgust.
"What the hell..." She said, shocked that I was talking to her.
"Who the hell do you think you are thinking you can just come and-" I cut her off.
"You need a job right?" I said with a devious smirk, oh I was going to have fun with this. She was so surprised. I could tell in her face. She looked like she was blushing but I couldn't tell because of all that fucking make-up. She was so hesitant, she started looking down at her hands. They were shaking...
"I-I'm so-sorry. I- I didn't know you- I didn't know you we're...you know" She said trying not to shake too much.
"Don't sweat it, so you need a job." I said, she looked worried but I didn't care. She fucking pissed me off this morning.
"Yeah, so what do you want to know?" She asked.
"Are you available on the spot? Cause you never know when my mother might need you, it can be at 2 AM or in the middle of a Saturday." I said.
"Yeah, I'm totally free." She said. I smirked.
"Good, you start tonight." I said.
"Tonight? that's it? You don't wanna know anything else?" She asked.
"I could care less, do you need a ride?" I asked and she gave me annoyed look.
"Yeah, but could we drop by my place first? I should change..." She said looking down on her too short skirt and too revealing shirt.
"Whatever." I stated without looking at her, as fucking annoying as she was...she was also so fucking attractive.
She came out with black skinny jeans and a grey V-neck sweater with high heal boots. As we we're driving to my house, she started braiding her hair to the side.
She didn't seem to be creeped out by the hearse, which kind of surprised me. I figured she was just trying to look cool. I blasted the radio, and she jumped a little. Being surprised with the sudden screams.
I knew she would hate my music, so I intentionally blasted it even louder. But instead, I saw her bobbing her head and murmuring the words. Who the fuck is this girl?