Author's note: Thanks to those that are reading. Means alot to me. And for those that had sent me PM's about Eli. I do realize that he's a bit out of character. But, it's a fan fiction, I can make him out of character. :)
Disclaimer: I own way to many purses, but not Degrassi.
"Beautiful, isn't it? He asked, startling her.
"Oh, yeah, it is," she said, looking down at her feet and wiping away the few tears on her cheek.
"What are you doing out here alone?" he asked her, walking over to her bench.
"What are you doing out here alone?"
"Walking over to my buddies apartment, actually," he said, sitting down beside her. He stared at her until she met his gaze. He needed to see those eyes.
"Oh," she said, looking back at the moon.
"So, what's so fascinating about the moon?"
"It's perfect," she told him, as if she were jealous. "It's got this cycle it goes through all the time. Nothing spontaneous, nothing uncalled for, nothing to throw it off course. It's beautiful and stays beautiful all the time. The moon lives forever in peace and no one has the power to take that away from it."
"Wow," was all Eli could whisper. She was so beyond him, so interesting. She was so much more than a beautiful body.
"Yeah," she looked embarrassed, "sorry, I've just been thinking about it too much. I guess."
"So, why do you admire it so much?" he asked, "You're not much different."
"How so?" she smiled.
"I mean, as far as I can tell you yourself aren't very spontaneous. You go to school every morning, leave every afternoon and aren't around much after that. You're never at clubs or parties. You never hand in an assignment late, so you're obviously not thrown off course. You're beautiful and are every time I see you," he stopped to watch her, and then continued when she shyly grinned at him, "I don't know about living forever, but you seem pretty peaceful to me and who is there to take that away from you?"
"You don't know me enough to be able to justify all of that."
"Well, I'd like to get to know you." he said, moving closer to her.
"I'm not a one night stand girl, Eli," she told him softly, but hard enough for him to be afraid, "I'm not your type."
"How do you know what my type is?" he asked smugly. He was kind of curious to find out what exactly she thought of him.
"You're an average college guy…with a twist. You're good looking and use it to your advantage. You don't care what anyone thinks of you do what you want, when you want to. When was the last time you slept with a girl you knew really well?"
"Okay, but that doesn't mean those bimbo girls are my type," he said. "I've never gone out with them so they obviously aren't the kind of people I'm emotionally attracted to. I just want to get to know you as a friend."
"Friend?" she looked at him hopeful. She could use a friend.
"Sure," he assured her, "nothing more."
"Sounds fine." she nodded.
"So, coffee tomorrow, friend?" he looked at her from the corner of his eye.
"I suppose."
As a friend. He guessed he could use a girl friend. He didn't really have any. He knew girls, he hung out with girls, but none of them knew him enough to be considered a friend. Most of them he had gone to bed with before even knowing their names.
"When was the last time you slept with a girl you knew really well?" she asked him. The disgust in her voice was unbearable. He couldn't get it out of his head. She hit home with that one. It was true though, the last time he slept with a girl he knew really well was, way back in the second year of high school, almost four years ago.
He remembered that girl, Julia. He loved her so much. She was his first and then she broke his heart. She was so beautiful. Brown eyes and dark hair, with a super star body. She was different just like her. She said what she was thinking and was funny. She was there when his father died. She was there when he seriously injured his knee in a car accident. She was there when he need somewhere to stay when his mother drank too much. Then one night she wasn't there, she was with a senior who lived down his street. Eli was taking his dog for a walk when he saw them kissing on the guys front porch. He could have died.
He hadn't dated anyone seriously since then, just fooled around with girls. His friends thought he was amazing for getting so much action from any random girl. But really, he was afraid of girls. He didn't like the thought of flling in love. It's giving yourself to someone and trusting them not to make your life hell. Love never did anything good for his family, anyway. The man his mother loved and married died, so she became an alcoholic. He loved his father but he died. He loved his girlfriend and she didn't care about his feelings. In the end, love sucked.
That girl, though, she was so different. Clare looked at him a different way. She didn't act like she wanted anything from him. She didn't seem to need him. She was so much different. He looked at her and saw an innocently silent girl. He saw something else but couldn't figure out what it was. She was missing something.
He couldn't sleep well that night since he kept going over what she had said to him earlier that evening. "Nothing spontaneous, nothing uncalled for, nothing to throw it off course. It's beautiful and stays beautiful all the time. The moon lives forever in peace and no one has the power to take that away from it." Eli couldn't think of anything different between herself and what she had said. Then again, she was right, he didn't know her. Didn't know her at all.
Author's note: Who else is extremely sad that there's no more Degrassi until February 2011? What am I going to do on Fridays? Ughh.. Anywho, if you like it review! :) Much love...