hahaha there were a few people complaining about Eli dying. But newsflash, this story isnt about Eli, its about Drew and Clare, it even says in the preview. Eli's more like a supporting character, but anyways yeah its not really about Eli XD
It's been 5 months since Eli passed away. Everything was back to normal, or at least as normal as Degrassi can get. Adam and Fiona were going steady, Alli and Clare rekindled their friendship. As for me, I'm alone. It seems like everyone was paired off, whether it was with a best friend or a boyfriend/girlfriend, except for me. Then, I spotted KC by his locker.
"KC!"
"What's up, Drew?"
"Hey, you're smart. I need help on my English homework."
"No can do, I have to got straight home. Man, it's hard taking care of a kid."
I resisted the urge to tell him that he was a fucking retard for not putting on a condom in the first place. "Alright, fine." I said. I walked to my locker and sat down on the hallway floor. Then, I took out my homework from my backpack. This sucks. I need a tutor for like every subject. Am I really that dumb? Adam could help me, he's in AP English, but he's busy with Fiona and all that. I grabbed my phone and called Adam.
"Hey Adam, is there anybody else in your English class that I know?"
"Well, Eli was in my class."
"Adam, I said is, not was."
"Clare's also in my English class."
I paused when Adam said that. Clare and I haven't talked to each other in a while. Our relationship now was the same as before we had that detention together, NON-EXISTENT.
"Drew, why are you asking me this?"
"Never mind." I hung up my phone, got up and walked to my next class.
After School:
As I entered The Dot, the smell of bitter coffee rushed towards my nostrils. I looked around to find an empty seat. Then, I saw Clare Edwards sitting at a table near the window. I waved and gave her a smile. She waved back shyly at me. I walked up to her table and stopped when I got there.
"Mind if I sit here?" I asked. She shook her head. I sat on the seat across from hers.
"So, what's up?" I asked, trying to make small talk.
"Well, you know, the usual."
"The usual?"
"School, friends, and the like."
"What happened to us?" I finally said.
"Excuse me?"
"We rarely talk to each other anymore."
"Well, we have different interests, no classes together, and we're in different grades."
"I see."
"Plus, you're friends with my ex," she joked.
"We should start hanging out again."
"What are you proposing?"
"Propose? I don't plan to do that yet. Maybe when I graduate high school."
She laughed, "No, I mean what do you think we should do together?"
Wow, that question sounded dirty but I shook all the innapropriate thoughts out of my head.
"Let's go to the park!" I said.
"The park?"
"Yeah, I'll pick you up at 8pm on Friday." She opened her mouth to say something but I beat her to it.
"No excuses," I got up from my chair and walked to the door, "see you there!" I yelled back at Clare. Then, I walked out of The Dot, feeling like a million bucks. I just got a date with Clare Edwards.
Friday Night:
Her dark brown door opened, and I saw her.
"Hi, you look beautiful," I said.
"Thank you," she smiled, "so are we walking there?"
I nodded my head.
When, we got to the park, everything was just excactly as I planned it. I had set up a picnic blanket under a large tree.
"Did you do this?" She asked.
"Yeah, do you like it?"
She nodded her head. I took her by the hand and led her to the picnic blanket. We sat down and I took out the food from the picnic basket. I looked at Clare, the wind was flowing through her hair and she had a strange expression on her face.
"What's the matter?" I asked.
"Do you ever get the feeling somebody's watching you?"
"Not really, why?
"Lately, I've been feeling as if somebody's watching me. Like, really closely."
"You mean like a stalker?"
"No...more like a guardian angel."
Suddenly, I got goosebumps. "Do you feel that?" I asked.
"Feel what?"
"Never mind." I smiled, "Let's pig out!"
She laughed, and we spent the next hour, eating and talking about random things.
"Do you believe in wishes?" She asked, looking up at the sky.
"Sometimes."
"What do you mean?"
"Wishes aren't always guaranteed to come true."
"So, you have to rely on faith," said Clare. Then, I noticed something.
"What?" She asked.
"Look behind you." Both of us stared at a trail of rose petals.
"These weren't here before," said Clare, "Drew, did you do this?"
I shook my head, "That's kind of creepy."
"Let's see where the trail leads to!" Shouted Clare, excited.
"Are you sure about that?"
She nodded her head, smiling. I shrugged and we both got up.
We followed the petals for what seemed like forever. Then, we finally saw what the rose petals lead to, a black vintage hearse.