A/N: Woo, so I really appreciate the ideas coming from you guys. I'll try to write some of the ideas you suggested, but it really helped my major writers block! So muchas gracias for that! And this idea came from AnimeKarasu. I'm not sure if I wrote it exactly the way you were thinking, but I hope it satisfies. Reviews are kindly appreciated! ^_^


It's been two days since school has started and Degrassi has become a hellhole. Simpson told us that we wouldn't recognize this school at all and he was right. This place is like a frigging jail. The ID's suck, the uniforms suck more (Can you imagine me wearing khaki pants?), but worst of all, no PDA. So for all you poor souls out there who are sheltered from 95 percent of the real world, PDA means public displays of affection. So this means no surprise kisses for Clare. I can't go a whole 7 hours without kissing her. It's not humanly possible. It just can't be done.

So after yet another suckish day at the jail called Degrassi, I was attempting to get some of my Pre-Calculus homework done, especially since I had like fifty problems to , I'm not exactly one of those people who are all, "math was easy until they mixed the alphabet in it", but let me tell you, Pre-Calc isn't exactly a piece of cake. At least, not for me, and I consider myself pretty smart.

And Pre-Calculus isn't like English where if you keep it succinct but informative you get an A. You actually have to understand it then be able to prove that you can do it by showing your work. And my teacher is the one where you have to show your work. For every problem. Including the one step problems and it's almost physically impossible to show work for that.

I groaned in frustration and threw my pencil down on my desk, rubbing my temples.

DING!

I glanced up at my computer screen and noticed that Clare had IM'd me. I smiled to myself and read her greeting.

Clare-e23: Bonjour. :)

Eli-gold49: Bonjour yourself.

Clare-e23: Whatcha up to?

Eli-gold49: I'm attempting to do my Pre-Calc homework. Take note of the word "attempting."

Clare-e23: Haha, I see.

Eli-gold49: What about you?

She didn't respond right away like she had with the other chats. Being the impetuous person I am, I drummed my fingers against the desk, waiting for her to answer.

Clare-e23: Um…nothing…

Eli-gold49: Clare.

Clare-e23:

Eli-gold49: Don't make me virtual tickle you.

Clare-e23: My parents are fighting again.

Eli-gold49: What of the headphones I gave you?

Clare-e23: They're broken… :'(

Eli-gold49: What?

Clare-e23: :O I'm sorry! My dad broke them, they're incorrigible! I can't save them!

Eli-gold49: :P It's okay. I'll save you instead.

Clare-e23: Really?

Eli-gold49: Well, isn't it my job to save my damsel if she's in distress?

Clare-e23: :)

Eli-gold49: I'll be there in ten. :D

Eli-gold49 is offline.


After I picked up Clare from her house, we drove to the park. At the moment, we were sitting on a bench, chilling and talking.

"So why'd your dad break the headphones?" I asked Clare, my draped across her shoulders and her head in the crook of my neck.

"He was yelling at me one day for no good reason, and I was listening to music with them instead of listening to him. Then he got mad and snatched them right off my ears and broke them," Clare answered, frowning.

"Brutal," I commented. She nodded slowly. "Well," I started slowly. "It's better that he broke those than hurt you." Clare smiled up at me and I returned the smile. Then I leaned over and pressed my lips to hers.

It started off slow, short and sweet, but then it picked up. Not long after, we were full blown making out, right there on the bench in the middle of the park. I could feel the eyes on us, but I didn't give a crap. We both pulled back, totally out of breath, and leaned our foreheads together.

"We definitely don't get to do enough of that," I breathed, grinning.

"Mmhmm," Clare responded quietly, smiling. She kissed the very corner of my lips, teasing me, before she stood up, grabbed my hand, and started towing me towards Morty.

"We're leaving," she said, a hint of humor in her voice.

"To where?" I asked, a bit confused.

"To Degrassi's football game."


Clare dragged me towards the bleachers. And not gently I might add.

"Clare," I sighed.

"Eli, come on, it'll be fun," she said enthusiastically.

"Clare, I'm going to be honest. Making out with you would be much more exciting than watching Degrassi get their butts whooped." Her cheeks tinted pink and I smirked.

"They'll be plenty of time for that later," she said in a matter-of-fact voice. I raised an eyebrow.

"Oh really?" I asked suggestively. She stuck her tongue out at me and I laughed. Guess I couldn't argue with that. Clare stood at the base of the bleachers for a moment, scanning the crowd for Alli. She was standing up, waving her arms in the most noticeable "HERE I AM!" gesture I've ever seen, but Clare couldn't see her.

"Over there," I whispered in Clare's ear, pointing to Alli. I nipped at her earlobe before pulling away, causing her to blush again, and started towards Alli, who was sitting in the middle of the bleachers. Clare regained her senses, and ran to catch up with me.

"You can't do that, that's not fair!" She hissed. I smirked and sat down on the bleachers, leaving room for Clare to sit next to Alli.

"You guys made it!" Alli squealed, hugging Clare.

"Yep, and I actually got Eli to come. How about that?" Clare said, looking at me smugly.

"Not voluntarily," I said, making sure that that was a known fact. Suddenly the bleachers erupted in cheers, with people standing up, hugging each other and slapping high fives. I glanced at Clare questioningly.

"We got a touchdown!" she said loudly, having to yell over the noise of the bleachers. She turned her attention back to the game.

Hm, maybe we're not as bad as I thought, I thought to myself.


By the near end of the game, I was as into the game as everyone else. I'd yell during turnovers, I've cheer and jump during touchdowns, and boo during penalties against us. I know, not normally my style, but I couldn't help jumping on the bandwagon. We had ended up winning the game 42-14. The game was over and Clare and I were walking back to Morty, hand in hand.

"So did you like it?" Clare asked, looking at me curiously.

"Eh, it was okay," I said with a smile. She laughed.

"So…about this making out…"


Haha, I liked the way I ended this one. Pretty please hit that review button down there!