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How are you all enjoying the story so far? Might I just say, thank you all for the reviews. I'm glad that some of you are out here reading this. Anyways, I was going over my old stories and "EClare Affair" stuck out to me. I was thinking about making a sequel? Is anyone willing to read the sequel? If so, you must read EClare Affair first if you haven't. If enough people agree to me making the sequel then, I will. Okay?

How do you all feel about Jess? She's annoying; the way she keeps pushing Clare into a relationship is just...ugh. Why does she keep doing that? And what about Eli? The way he had acted towards Clare before they even went on their date! What was up with that? *evil smirk* You'll just have to read to find out.

Enjoy! And don't forget to read and review!

And a BIG thanks to ilovetaylorswift13 for pointing out that I posted chapter 2 twice. Oops. Okay, now, here's chapter three!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything Degrassi related. If I did, Adam would still be alive! R.I.P to my favorite character!


Chapter 3 - Please, Forgive me

I sat on the couch, cross-legged, while watching reruns of Doctor Who. I have work in the next couple of hours. I know I should be getting ready for work, but I just wanted to lounge around for a while. I thought about taking the day off, but I decided against it. This was my dream job, after all. I doing what I love most: writing.

I pull myself off the couch and walk into my room to get ready for my days job. I slip out of my sweats and one of Dustin's T-shirt into a white button up with a gray pencil skirt. I re-curl my hair and apply light makeup before slipping on my gray 3-inch pumps. When I was sure that I was ready, my phone began to buzz on the coffee table. I walk over towards it to see the name that I didn't want to see flash across the screen.

It's been two days since I talked to Eli. I knew I was due to talk to him soon, but he had hurt me. I saw a side of him that I didn't want to see and it scared me. He was cruel to me. I didn't know why, but I had to find out.

I answer the phone, knowing that I was done ignoring him. He sigh in relief and, by the tone of his voice, I know he's happy to talk to me.

"Clare, thank God you finally answered. Listen, I am so sorry about what I said the other night. Please let me make it up to you. Coffee at The Dot?"

"Actually," I say, grabbing my briefcase, "I'm about to head out to work. I get off around six-ish. Let's say we meet there around six-twenty?"

"Sure," he says eagerly, "See you then."

I hang up the phone and stuff my phone into my purse. I walk towards the door, twisting the doorknob. I head out of the house and make my way to my car. I get into the car and drive off to to a long day I have in ahead of me.

...

I walked into The Dot, arriving at exactly six-twenty. Eli was already sitting at the table, looking over the menu. I gulp nervously, approaching the table he was sitting at. He peers from over the menu and smirks at me, placing the menu on the table. He stands up, pulls back the chair, and gestures for me to sit down. I take a seat, smiling warmly at him.

"Hello, gorgeous," he says, taking my hand into his, grazing his soft lips over my hand.

"H-Hi Eli," I squeak, slipping my hand out of his grasp.

"Clare, about the other night-"

"You already apologized, Eli. I-I guess what I wore was a little provocative-"

"You looked lovely as ever, Clare. I admit it was provocative, but I could have handled that way better than I did. I guess it just brings back memories of Julia," he confesses in a sad tone.

Before I could ask what he meant, a waiter was sent over towards our table. Without looking at the menu, I order a basket of small fries and a small strawberry milkshake. Eli orders a burger with fries and a medium Coke. When the waiter jots down our order, he walks away, leaving us alone, again.

"So, you said it brings back memories of Julia. W-What kind of memories, if you don't mind me asking?"

Eli sighed and for the first time in a while, he looks sad. He clasps his hands together, fiddling with his fingers. He closes his eyes for a second, almost as if he's trying replay back what happened with Julia.

"It was a few months before Julia was killed. We were going off to a party. When I went to pick her up, she was wearing the most provocative clothes I've ever seen! Her skirt was so short that if she bent over, you could see all of her business! Her shirt was skin tight; it made her boobs spill out. We argued about if for minutes and she stormed of, going to the party without me. Hours later, I received pictures of Julia. She was drunk in most of them, kissing and toppling over most of the guys there."

Eli opened his eyes, looking at me with red eyes. I sat there, speechless. I didn't know what to say. How could I say something after the information he just poured on me?

"I was so heartbroken," Eli continued, "The next day I confronted her, she yelled at me. She told me that it was my fault; she screamed that I made her do it. Seeing you dressed like that brought back memories and I didn't mean any of those words I said to you. I- I guess Julia still gets to me."

I sat there in silence. The silence was uncomfortable, almost unbearable. The waiter came to our table to bring us our food. I began to nibble on my fries, grateful that our food had finally came. I glanced over at Eli to see him slowly chewing on his burger. He caught my glance and half-smirked at me.

"You feel sorry for me, don't," he says after he takes a sip of his drink.

"Well, with the story you just told, how could I not?"

"I'll be fine, Blue Eyes, trust me. Now, how about we go on another date? This time I won't explode."

I cracked an awkward smile, nodding my head. We finished our meal and after splitting the bill, we went our separate ways. As I park my car in my driveway and make my way to my porch, I grab my keys from my purse. I unlock the front door to see Jess sitting on the couch, staring at me. I sigh heavily, sitting my briefcase on the floor.

"Don't you have a home, or a boyfriend's house, you should be at?" I ask, kicking off my pumps.

"You don't want me here?" Jess pouts.

"I don't feel like company tonight, Jess."

"Lucky for me, I'm not company."

"Jess-"

"Is this how you repay your best friend?" Jess asks, feigning hurt as she gets off the couch, "The person who help you, not once, but twice find that special someone. The person who-"

"Helped me overcome my shyness, blah, blah," I finish for her. Whenever I tried to kick Jess out of my house or whenever I didn't feel like being bothered, she would always say the same rehearsed lines. "Jess, can you please not do this tonight. I'm tired and-"

"You want to kick out your dear, old best friend?" she asks, placing her hands over her heart.

"Ugh, Jessica, listen-"

"No, you listen, Clare," Jess says, "I've been there for you since college. All I ask is for you to do the same. I'm sorry that I'm going through such a tough time at home and I don't want to bombard my boyfriend with all my troubles because I don't want him to see my weak side."

Jess flops back on the couch, burying her face into her hands and crying. I roll my eyes, not wanting to deal with this tonight. Jess did this all the time. She would always throw up her sad, pathetic excuse to make me feel bad for her. I used to fall for it, but now, I was getting pretty tired of it.

Instead of comforting Jess, I left her to wallow in her fake tears and I went into my room. I stripped out of my clothes and slipped into my night clothes. I climbed into bed, wrapping the blankets over my body and curled on my side. I looked over at the picture of Dustin and I. It was a picture that was taken by Jenna. We were all at the park, having a good time. My eyes slowly closed, taking me to a peaceful sleep and a memorable dream.

Dustin had decided that he wanted to have a picnic at the park with our friends. I invited Jenna, Connor, Alli, Dallas, and Jess. Dustin had invited his friends that he has known since high school: Jack, Marcie, and Trevor. He didn't have that many friends. He said that he liked to keep his circle small, because he couldn't trust anyone.

Dustin and the guys went out while us girls were relaxing. We were all talking, having a good time. The guys came back and that's when the real fun began. They sat a bucket down on the grass and before either of us girls could question what was happening, we were drenched.

They had thrown water balloons at us! We all squealed in our high, shrilly squeals. We grabbed balloons from the bucket, throwing water at the guys. We each chased each other around as the sun began to set.

As the sun began to hide, we all parted. Dustin grabbed my hand and we walked towards our car. He smiled at me, kissing me on the lips. "I love you," he said to me, staring at me with those hazel eyes that always made me melt.

"I love you more," I said, blushing madly.

We climbed into the car and drove off to our home. As soon as we in the house, we stripped out of clothes and hopped into the shower together. We made love in the shower before going into the bedroom to go for a couple more rounds. We fell asleep afterwards, with me lying on top of him. My head was on his chest and my knees were on both sides of his hips. His arms were wrapped around my waist as the sheets covered everything, but my back.

I woke up to my phone ringing. Sighing, I rolled over to look on the caller I.D. It was only ten a.m. and Adam was calling.

I had no idea why.

I answer my phone, hearing Adam's chirpy voice blare through the other end.

"Clare, what are you doing today?" he asks me.

"Um, well, I have no idea. I have the day off so I-"

"My brother and his wife are visiting. We're throwing a party to welcome them back. Would you mind coming?"

"Sure," I smile, rubbing the sleep from my eyes, "I'll come."


A:N/ I'll pick up next Monday starting with Clare meeting Drew and Bianca. Also, there where be more heated feuds between Jess and Clare. Also, there will be some more sparks between Eli and Clare.

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