A/N: I told u i'd get it in by atleast the end of the day! it's only 11:40!...anyways, this is kinda short cause i'm working on a damn summer essay(IN ITALIAN!) retarded school...on with the chapter!

Chapter 2:

So, It's Cool Then?

He had carried me into his house and had dropped my bags off at the door. His parents had already left for work, so it was just us. He dropped me on the couch and I leaned against the comfy throw pillows.

"Should I leave you here?" he asked and I nodded. I know I told Clare that I would be at school, but I had too much going on to deal with the drama of high school. He ran upstairs and came back down with a comforter.

"Here." He said throwing it on me. I covered myself in it and saw him walk out the door.

"Wait! What if I get hungry?" I yelled and I heard him yell back "You know how to cook! Make something!" I rolled my eyes and laid back. What was I supposed to do for the next few hours? I pulled out my i-pod and started blasting Dead Hand. They were a favorite band at the moment. I sang silently to Paisley Jacket as I drifted off to sleep. About 2 hours later, I felt someone hitting my shoulder repeatedly. I punched the person in the stomach as a reflect and I heard a recognizable 'oof!' I opened my eyes slightly and saw black hair first and then a full image of Eli crouching over.

"Oh! Sorry, I thought you were someone about to rape me. What are you doing here?" I asked sitting up and taking out my headphones. He was still hunched over, but I was able to hear what he said.

"Thought…you might need…some lunch…I remembered…that you can't cook…" he strained out still holding his stomach. I rolled my eyes and sat him up straight.

"Ok, I did not punch you that hard." I said and he grabbed something out of his pocket. It was a brown paper bag and he handed it to me. I grabbed what was inside and stared at it.

"A sandwich? I don't see you for a whole 2 years and you bring me back a sandwich?" I asked shaking it in his face.

"It's a BLT." I quickly unwrapped the plastic wrapping of the sandwich and bit into it. I let out a sigh and said with a mouthful "Did I mention that you're awesome?" He smirked at me, his signature smirk.

"Maybe, but I don't think I remember, can you say it again?" he said playfully. I continued to eat as he just watched me from a distance.

"So, what are you doing here instead of at school? You can get in trouble for that, ya know." I said, swallowing my food.

"So you're saying you never took off before?"

"Not exactly. I've skipped, but I always seem to get caught." He laughed from his position, leaning on the wall.

"You only get caught because you're not as stealthy as I am." I almost choked on my food laughing.

"You, stealthy? Since when? And by the way, don't make me laugh when I'm eating something good." I said trying to swallow my food, but not completely succeeding.

"I wear all black, do it right before classes, it's pure genious." He said with a mocking tone. I rolled my eyes.

"Whatever…so I'm guessing you're not going to the big games today?" He gave me a look and I said "I'll take that as a no. What are you gonna do?"

"I'm gonna keep my friend company while she explains to me what's happened over the past 2 years." He said taking a seat next to me. I was hoping that he wouldn't ask, but then again, it's Eli we're talking about. I sighed and rested my sandwich down. I began to tell him about what's happened over the past 2 years, from my family, to my newest friends, to Degrassi. After I was almost done, he cut in asking "So what about this morning?" I sighed again and said "I can't forget that about you, Eli. You're like an instigator. Or something."

"So…"

"So I woke up to Clare calling me saying it was time for school. I honestly can't get up on my own. I heard my mom yell at someone from downstairs and I had checked from my door to see who it was and saw that it was my dad. I had locked the door and started packing all of my stuff. He must've noticed because he ran upstairs with my mom trailing behind. She told me to run and I threw my bag out the window before jumping out myself. I grabbed my bags and ran a few blocks away, so my dad wouldn't find me. I was trying to see where I was gonna stay, and your house was close, plus, I knew you wouldn't have been to school yet. So I went to your house and, you know the rest." I rambled. It was silent for a moment until he asked "Do you really think that I wouldn't have been at school yet?" I looked at him for a second and nodded saying "Yeah, I'm sure." He thought and said "That kinda hurt." I laughed and said "Don't be surprised, I'd probably be a day late to school if I could."

After another few hours, I noticed his parents still weren't there.

"Hey, dude. Where's the 'rents?" I asked turning to him. He shrugged and I heard a phone's ringtone go off. I was hoping that it was mine, but it was Eli's. He picked it up and walked out of the room. I checked my phone and was frightened at the fact that my mom didn't call. 'What did my dad do to her? She can't be gone…' I shook at the thought. Eli came back saying "Ok, so my parents are going on some business trip, so I guess it's just…" he stopped when he saw me shaking. He sat back down next to me and said "She's gonna be okay, Georgia. I promise." I pulled him into a hug and whispered "I'm glad that you're back in my life. You're like the brother I always wanted." He patted my back and said "Ok, this love fest, never happened." I pulled back and said "Joy Kill."