I know that Degrassi is just a street (De Grassi Street in Toronto) and the name of the school, but I'm referring to it as more of a town because I'm not sure what else to call the area around the school where the story is taking place.

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__________________________________________________________ I silently thanked our handyman. I had asked him to put my new licence plate on my car, but he never did. If he had, the police would have known it was me.

So, I would like to formally say (well, think) Thank you, Gerald. I would like to apologize for thinking you were lazy.

"So, what do we do now?" I asked Clare calmly. She laughed, but not out of humor. She didn't know what to do. When there's nothing else to do, it's best to just find something to be happy about. I started to laugh too. She knows how to get out of a car chase safely, but the afterglow of a rush baffles her. To be honest, it baffles me too.

I love the word 'baffle.'

"Should we go on the run?" I said in jest.

"What should our aliases be?" She pointed at me. "You should be Darren DeLoose." Darren DeLoose. I like it.

"Yeah, and you'll be SugarFoot Sally." I laughed, but she didn't. She just smiled and cocked an eyebrow at me. Whoops. I suppose that didn't sound as funny as it did in my head. She shook her head and leaned into my chest. Clare nuzzled into me.

"Now all we have to do is get rid of the evidence." I sobered. Clare was right. We just led a high speed chase and damaged two police cars. Sooner or later, they would come looking for us, and then find the car, and then test for DNA, and then find us!

"Your right." I said seriously.

"What?" She pulled away a little bit so she could see my face.

"Your right." I let go of her, albeit unwillingly, and pulled the keys out of the car. I reached into the backseat and got the emergency kit. "Get out of the car." She obeyed. I took the paper towels and the matches out of the kit. I got out of the car and spread the paper towels in the backseat. They would add to the burning surface area.

I pulled my licence plate out of the floor board. Then, I lit a match. I dropped the match on the paper towels.

It was beautiful, in a way. My first car was lighting up the sky. I could feel Clare's hand wrap around mine.

"I wasn't serious, but a bonfire is pretty to watch."

"It won't be so pretty when the fire reaches the gas. We need to get out of here." We started to walk down the walking path that we were driving on. I've been on it with Fiona. It makes a straight line through the woods and lets back out on Sycamore Street. Sycamore Street goes through the main drag of Degrassi.

"I love the term 'main drag.' It makes me think of the races."

"Really, what kind of races?" Clare asked, genuinely interested. Most of the other girls I take out don't really care.

"Cars, motorcycles, unicycles. Anything really." Especially unicycles. Those people on one wheeled contraptions put a smile on my face.

"No horses?"

"No. I don't think it's very humane. I have an uncle who races horses. He pumps them up with steroids." I hear a loud boom in the behind us. There goes all the evidence. Take that, fun-sucking cops. I hope it doesn't start a forest fire.

You know what, never mind that, I hope it burns half the woods down. That's what they get for chasing a diplomat and his woman. Don't fuck with Declan Coyne.

I just hope it won't hurt a squirrel. They are so cute.

"Do you like races?" That was a stupid question. Of corse she does.

"I don't get to watch them. The only thing my mom doesn't have a filter on is the showerhead."

"You never watch TeeVee?"

"Not at home."

"No Dane Cook, no Jeff Dunham, no Martha Stuart?"

"Nope." She paused, and then looked at me. "Martha Stuart? Really, Declan?"

I blushed. I usually don't anyone about my Martha. It's embarrassing, but it's so easy to talk to Clare. It just . . . slipped out.

"Yes." I wiped my eye in a fake-cry kind of way. "I'm sensitive."

"It's alright. I put a picture of Jenna on a board and throw darts at it when I'm mad." I nudged her.

"That's childish."

"Oh yeah, well so is this." She shoved me as hard as she could, which wasn't very hard. I decided to play along, so I fell down, but I took her down with me. She fell on my chest and I wrapped my arms around her. I leaned up to kiss her when police sirens started to blow. We shot up and started to run down the path. We had gotten far away, but I don't know If they have dogs with them or not.

Before we knew it, we were back on the main drag. Then a few minuets later, we were stepping into the Dot.