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Eli's POV
Laughter was all I can hear from my "practical brothers". I was used to being in Degrassi at night. It has its perk taking the spare key from Principal Simpsons' office. For instance, gluing the entire Jocks locker shut but not after filling it with dirty fish.
"You are a true Prank genius!" Owen said as he finished gluing up KC's locker.
"When you got it, you got it." I scoffed as I smirked victoriously
"You know what I got….your mom." Fitz laughed. Everyone joined in with his laughter.
I shoved him playfully and tried suppressing a smirk back.
"I'll make sure to tell CeCe what you said." My smirk became more potent.
"You wouldn't dare." Fitz challenged daringly.
"Watch me." We both smiled at each other.
As Owen hit Adam with a fish and it turned into a fish slapping war. I ducked underneath the table in the boy's Locker room, only to be ambushed by them. Laughter filled the quite halls of Degrassi. Finally the war stopped and we walked back into the boy's locker room, mishap following like a shadow.
The guys were my family. They were all there for me when my dad died. They understood me.
They know exactly how to cheer me up. I have their back as much as they have mine. Adam and I are the closest in the group. I knew about Gracie and he knows about my dark demons that haunt me.
"This fish smells like crap." Adam plugged his nose as he rubbed the fish all over the football gear lying around. I chuckled darkly as I filled Jake's locker with extra fish.
Fitz was about to fill Drew's locker but got interrupted by Adam,
"Not Drew's locker."
Adam and Drew are the best of brothers….outside of school. At school Drew is a completely different from the Drew Adam and I grew up with. Drew has always been great at sports of course the mindless "popular" group would sweep him up. I understand completely where his protective behavior is coming from; Adam is the most loyal person I have ever meant.
I admire that the most of him.
There was a long pause. I intermittent the silence,
"We better get going."
I walked out they followed behind. I took a deep breath. I am going to miss these High School days.
I want to get out of this town. See the world, just me, Morty, and the rode ahead of us.
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Clare's POV
I felt his hot breathe down my neck.
I wanted to stop I knew he didn't notice my distress.
My eardrums were about to explode from the pounding teenage music.
Red cups were everywhere and everyone was dancing and having fun. This party is just to keep up with the appearances.
I can feel my self-hatred returning. I can vaguely remember that girl that didn't care what others think. What happened to her? I ask myself repeatedly.
Jake pushed his tongue down my throat. I smelt the alcohol. I tried to kiss back but the taste of alcohol lingered in his mouth and I realized we were attracting a crowd. So my lips departed his.
"Come on, Babe." He leaned in again. His plaid shirt had beer spilled on the collar. I have never felt this repulsed from him, in a while.
"You know I am not a fan of PDA." I nodded my head at the people. I can feel some people's eyes penetrating me. No sight of Alli anywhere.
Jake started trying to kiss me again; I pushed him away more forcefully this time. He grabbed my hand, tightly. I can feel my face blush because I started holding the tears back.
"You need to stopppp beinngggg a prudddeee." Jake slurred.
I gave him an appalled look before saying,
"I am going home."
And on that note and I just walked away.
He was too drunk to even comprehend that I left the party.
The tears stung my cheeks as they lightly rolled down my face.
The night sky was darker because the stars were covered by the gray clouds. As I took a step outside I realized it was sprinkling.
Great.
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Eli's POV
I finally dropped them all the guys off. I turned up the volume of the radio because it was Dead Hand.
My mind started racing again, so I quickly took 3 large breaths to calm me down. I have been diagnosed bi-polar for about 4 months now. The racing thoughts started after my father died. The crazy moods swings started following right after. Others just thought it was my way of dealing with grief, no one including myself thought it was much larger than that.
The raining seemed to be pounding harder each minute.
The window wipers made a 'swoosh' sound. In the corner of my eye I saw this girl walking in the rain with no umbrella. Automatically I became curious about this stranger, as I got closer I realized it wasn't really a stranger.
Clare Edwards.
My inquisitiveness became more heightened. I did a quick mental list in my head whether to stop the car or not. But my mind would get interrupted by the pounding sound of the rain.
My breaks made a screech sound, instantly Clare froze in fear. I rolled down my window and yelled,
"I am not a crazy murder; I go to your school." My lips twitched into a smirk.
Clare turned around at the sound of my voice. Her eyes widen, she probably recognized me.
Clare's crystal blue eyes were red; I think if she wasn't drenched by the rain it would be more prominently more evident that she has been crying.
"I like walking." Her voice was nonchalant.
My smirk became wider.
"I bet you love getting drenched by the rain." I added sarcastically.
"Of course." Her tone of sarcasm equaled up to mine. She kept walking as I drove beside her.
"It's a one in a lifetime chance; my black heart is feeling a little generous today." I glanced between the rode and her.
Clare tried suppressing a laugh, she failed miserably. I have no idea why the sound of her laughter makes my smirk turn into a full blown smile.
"I don't take rides home from strangers, even if you go to my school." She finally stopped walking and she turned to look at me.
"I see your mother taught you well." I chuckled slightly.
Clare's innocently sweet laughter made an appearance and so did my rare full blown smile.
"I have a proposition to fix our problem" I stated.
Clare's clothes were stuck to her skin, it held her womnly curves it made my throat dry and my wandering eyes….wander,
"What's your solution?" Clare sounded amused.
" My name is Eli Goldsworthy, yours?"
"Clare Edwards." She giggled.
"Now we are not strangers, problem solved." I looked intently at her next move.
"You make a valid point." She reached for door handle of my hearse. But before she opened the door she said,
"I am soaked! Is that alright?" she seemed concerned, I nodded at her to show it was completely fine.
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Clare's POV
I told him where I lived and he knew exactly where I lived, we discovered his Aunt is neighbor. Small world.
My mother would be scolding me for letting someone random take me home. He goes to the same school….but still.
I can't believe I am in a hearse right now. I laughed out loud.
Eli's emerald eyes shot to me, but he gave a smile at the sound of his laughter.
He looks the most handsomest when he is smiling.
"May I ask what is so amusing?" he asked very alluring.
I decided to share my thoughts,
"I don't think I have ever been in a hearse before." I laughed.
"Are you scared?" he asked jokingly but I could sense some seriousness hinted in his voice.
"Nope, I am more interested in knowing why?"
There is no doubt Eli Goldsworthy is very….interesting to say at the least.
He ignored my question.
"I am more interested in knowing why you're walking home in the rain?" he answered.
"I love how you don't answer my question." I said sarcastically. He's not the only one who can be sarcastic.
My brain froze,
"I wanted to go home."
Eli smirked that enticing smirk as he said, "Stop, your overwhelming me with details."
I couldn't help but smile he smiled back. It was a red light so he turned to look at me. My brain couldn't function properly; my knees were going weak even though I am sitting down. I hate how cheesy this sounds but I got lost into his eyes.
"I don't think I have ever seen you smile this much"
Something in Eli's eyes flashed to something different, a moment after I said this. It was a quick moment, it looked like sincerity.
"Your observant." He stated as he started to drive. For once in my life that cocky Eli Goldsworthy was nervous.
"Where you coming home from?" he asked nervously.
I wanted to forget everything about today minus the car ride.
"A party."
My mind went back to Jake; he's probably passed out somewhere.
"Where's your boyfriend?" I saw the white of his fists as his grip on the steering wheel tightened.
"The party." I was emotionless.
Eli glanced at me as he said,
"Jake will get it bad tomorrow." He stated very causally.
"Excuse me?" I genuinely was very confused.
The hearse went to a stop.
"So this is your house?"
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