I do not own any of the wonderful characters from Degrassi, or for that much even really the story. I'm just going by how I think the season 10.5 will play out for our lovably couple Eclare!

Chapter 6 has been soo much fun writing, and yet bittersweet all at the same time.

I hope you all enjoy

Chapter 6

Cry Little Sister

"So your seriously going through with this..."

"Clare are you even paying attention to me, h.e.l.l.o.!"

The voice of Ali called out again, finally breaking Clare from her silent stupor. The girls where sitting in the crowded lunchroom together. Clare was absentmindedly twirling her spoon around in her beef stew, while Ali began to violently poke her arm with her half eaten garlic stick.

"Oh that's great! So now your ignoring me. I wonder why I even waist my-"

"Ali...I can here you, please stop poking me; that is meant to be eaten, not to poke me with!" She pointed at the bread Ali was currently using to shank her with.

Clare dropped the spoon in her bowl, before looking up at the exact moment a boy in a black shirt with shoulder length blond hair passed her by with a smile. She returned a equally charming smirk to the senior as he walked to the other side of the cafeteria, and sat down with a few of his friends.

Clare noticed the faint snapping sound in the background getting louder and turned finally back to Ali who had her thumb and middle finger pressed together in front of her face.

Ali let her hand fall to her side as she got her friends attention finally and spoke "Clare...really, you know I'm all for make overs and what not, but this has gotten wayy out of hand!"

She took a big bite from her bread with over emphasis before she swallowed and continued.

"You can't sleep with Eli. Clare I know your soo much better than that. You cant let all this stuff that's going on at home with your family effect your life like this. It's not worth it and you going to only end up regretting it, like I did!"

Smiling as she pressed a can of pop to her lips Clare shrugged at Ali's comment.

"I have no idea what your talking about.?"

"You have no idea wha-you have no idea what I'm talking about, Clare!" Ali attempted to hit Clare with her bread again, but she noticed it was to little to do any damage. She decided instead on using her spoon to bludgeon the girl with. Clare grabbed for the spoon in retaliation as Ali tried to get another free hit in on her.

As the two girls had a mini tug of war fight with the spoon. A guard swiftly walked over to their table, with an extremely nettled look upon his face.

"You two wana give me a reason! You'll be in tha Principles office in no time, come on... just give me a reason..."

Both Clare, and Ali looked up at him as he stood dauntingly over them and spoke. In reaction Clare abruptly let go of the spoon with a smile as the man waited for a response with his hands in his pocket.

"Oh it's nothing, we were just playing" Ali replied animatedly as swung the spoon around, hoping the avoid any further troubles.

The guard stared at Ali for a long moment before turning to Clare.

"Yup...just playing..." Clare added stupidly as she noticed his eyes now on her.

He looked at the pair more irritated than when he'd first made his way over their table, no doubt wanting to send someone to the office for causing trouble. In one abrupt motion he turned on his heel and went pacing back to the corner of the cafeteria, where he'd originally came from.

Ali continued to look at him until, finally he sunk back down into his seat glowering at nearby students. She dropped her uncomfortable smile before turning to look at Clare again.

"What!" Clare asked asked as she finished off the remains of her pop.

"I really think you should give more consideration into this!"

Clare put the empty can on her tray before replying to Ali latest effort to change her mind, she had been trying soo desperately all day.

"And I think you should really try being less jealous. " Clare laughed out

Ali opened and closed her mouth like a blowfish, in a daze at her friends hurtful comment. Snapping her mouth shut she had all she could take of her sharp uncaring words for the day.

She got to her feat, grabbing her bag as she rose, and walked a few feet away from the table.

Hesitating in anger, she quickly turned back around walking to the table, at which Clare sat at confused. She leaned over the table her hands in front of Clare each side. She spoke in a hushed voice.

"You know something... this whole, 'OOC Bitch Clare' personality change of yours, it's VERY unbefitting of you!"

And with those last words Ali turned around and stomped off, leaving a very dismayed Clare alone at the table.

...

She stood and placed one had on the side wall of the stall as she pulled up her black skirt, and straitened it. She'd waited the entire day, impatiently for her date with Eli. Though the day had its share of events to keep her somewhat busy, as she awaited the outing. She had had yet again another confusing argument with Ali, who had now become her new Mother Teresa, and had also received a few second glaces from random boys down the hall taking in her new makeover. Well at least some people appreciated her change she thought to herself.

Standing up strait, she flattened her black and white strapped shirt, and left the stall.

Walking proudly over the the sink, she grabbed some red lipstick from her purse and applied it evenly to her lips.

"Clare...What- Wow?" Came a familiar, but very confused voice.

Clare rubbed her two lips together making sure the color was on as even as possible before looking up into the mirror in front of her.

In the mirror she saw the reflection of her own black haired, red lipped self, as well the whimsical voice's owner.

She looked to her side, there stood a very, pregnant Jenna.

"Oh hi, Jenna... didn't notice you there." Clare replied almost carelessly as she drooped her make up casually back into her purse before closing it.

"Clare you look...so, soo-"

"So...Different...Thanks!" Clare finished the other girls words before she even got the chance to. She gave her curt smile before leaving out the bathroom door.

...

There he was; in his cute red shirt, his tan pants, and fitted black sweater. Clare stared from a distance at Eli by his locker, he was piling his books and folders into his backpack in a hurry.

Most likely awaiting her.

Swallowing all of her anxiety back down to the depths of her stomach, she walked over to him and tapped his unknowing shoulder.

"Hi, you!"

He turned around surprise written all over his boyish face.

"Clare?" He asked.

"Yah, who else where you expecting?" She said the side of her lips pulled up to give him a smirk.

"No one." He replied with an odd smile trying to take in all of her new look.

Shutting his locker with a light slam, he gave her a quick peck on the cheek, and the two exited the building together.

...

Sometime later that night the couple emerged from a movie theater with a group of other young people. Clare was cringing as she held on to a box of 'Cookie-Dough' with a vice like grip.

"That movie was soo horrible! How could you even manage to keep you eyes on screen, I was terrified!"

"Easy... I''m into gruesome horror type movies, you should have seen me and Adam last week we laughed through the entire movie." Eli spoke, but his tone, unfortunately did not reach his words. Clare noticed this but continued on as if she didn't, he had been acting very odd and distant the whole day they were out together.

The cold air hit Clare like knives, as soon as she stepped outside the double doors of the theater. Clare stood for a moment rubbing her arms together trying to get warm, this Eli noticed and quickly removed his sweater draping it over her.

She gave him a smile and 'thank you' as they walked through the partially vacant lot to 'Morty'.

"Did you have an alright time?" Eli asked as he slammed his door shut welcoming the heat.

"Yah"

Clare watched him start the ignition and turn the wheel, before pulling out of the lot.

Not much was said as the two drove along the darkening road, an awkward silence plaguing them.

Clare looked around the hearse absentmindedly thinking of something to say to break the silence.

She thought back on the nights events. Eli was acting far too strange for her, and she could hardly take much more of his silent antics, he was much to chatty a person for that.

"Soo...what actually did make you want to get a hearse?" She asked, honestly curious...

"...It belonged to my grandfather, he was a funeral director. When he passed... I ended up with it, and fixed it back up. Mush to the dismay of my parents. They think I'm obsessed with death or something." He said this all in monotone.

"Oh... I see."

...

For another 10 or so minutes the car drove along, as the two crept back into their speeches ride.

The car finally pulled into the back of Clares house.

Eli looked at her for a moment, as if finally taking her all in for the first time.

"Clare don't take this the wrong way, but I was just wondering... what's up with the whole new look?"

"Oh, you like?"

She smiled and added a small laugh. Noticing that he didn't reply, she thought around for the right words.

"...Well I thought it was time for a change, you know out with the old in with the new. I was thinking you might like it, like me more this way, think I was sexy...I mean I don't know." She replied in a all to hurried voice.

Eli was looking down blankly at his steering wheel. "Sexy?" He repeated in question with a hallow smile before looking up at her.

"Clare your absolutely beautiful.-"

"-And when I say you beautiful, I mean your beautiful, just the way you are. You don't need to do a thing to change that, for me or anyone!"

"-I like you because of your sweet, and you have a spunky personality, not because of the color of you hair or how much make up you have on."

"-Don't you know this!" He finished off looking at Clare who was now staring blankly at her feet on the floor. Cupping her face be quickly brought her lip to his in one swift motion.

Clare's entire mind went blank as she kissed Eli back, as if everything in her body shut off for a moment. There was so much feeling and emotion in the kiss that she got lost in it, as if it were and endless maze.

She felt a little brave and decided to try and deepen the kiss.

Eliciting a soft moan from him, she smiled against his lips. Pressing on.

She moved up a little getting a better position as she continued to kissed him. His hands snaked around her sides, at this action gripping lightly. She could feel his tongue faintly against her already swollen lips, begging for entrance.

Opening her mouth she let his tongue flood in like crashing waves.

As if something in her mind snapped-

She found herself straddling his lap, her hands began clawing wildly though his hair as if tying to find something to grasp, in order to keep her from floating from off the' earth.

His lips were like some kind of food, she could not eat enough of it, and his hands where like drugs, she couldn't find anything higher.

She felt his hands tighten around her waist as she broke the connection between their lips, dragging her own down the nape of his neck to what she could only guess was his most sensitive spot. She sucked and nipped at that same spot for a long minute, listening to the sweet low sounds he made.

Moving an inch, to get more comfortable as she kissed him, she gasped as she felt a slight bulge beneath her.

Clare blushed at this discovery, and pulled away from him once more, mush to his dismay.

She clumsily began to unbutton each of her shirt's buttons, exposing her bra and soft skin below. She snuck a glance at Eli who now had an uncomfortable look on his slightly sweaty face.

She returned him her best seductive smile as she went back to his neck and tantalizingly drug her lips across his skin all the way to his ear she felt him jerk beneath her.

"Whats wrong?"

Eli looked up at her as he bit his top lip.

He began to shake his head sternly.

"Clare we cant do this, this isn't right...this isn't right at all."

"What do you mean we cant...why not?" She replied this time trying to pull his polo up. He again jerked away from her, this time grabbing her hands to get her to stop.

"Clare I'm serious stop! We cant!" He said his voice hard and echoing throughout the vehicle.

"Why...but...? What did I do wrong?" She asked shaking at his voice, her own cracking some to her surprise.

"This isn't you." He stated looking directly into her eyes as he spoke.

He let go of her hands as he felt she wasn't struggling anymore and buttoned his shirt back up fully.

"This isn't me...?...and exactly who am I supposed to be!" She fired back at him, anger dripping from each word she spoke.

She scooted off his lap and sat back down in her own seat.

"Clare I'm not going to have sex with you! This is not what your about, what ever is going on, this isn't who you are; you aren't thinking strait right now, because your angry!"

Eli was looking at her as she began to cry in the passenger seat. He brought his hand over to her own which was resting on her lap but she ripped it away before glaring at him.

Tears stained her face as she spoke, her voice broken, and full of venom.

"You say this isn't who I am, that I'm not in my right mind. I'm supposed to be this caring, sweet innocent CLARE, who's always doing the right thing and helping others. Well Eli, I'm not that girl. Not anymore! That girl died the night my father walked out on my mom, and left me, alone crying in the rain, in the middle of the damn driveway!I don't know who I am anymore!"

Clare screamed; those few, painful, terrifying words, that she wished, more than anything would disappear.

She wiped the tears from her face as she looked at Eli one last time and exited his car.

She ignored his pleads and attempts to get her to return or talk, Clare walked off buttoning her shirt back, she reused to look back at him.