I do not own Degrassi.
No POV:
Eli sat by his laptop reading his history book and answering trivia questions in the back. Clare fell asleep on her desk and woke up to a loud noise.
Ding!
Both Clare and Eli's computers went off. Both of their heads shot up anxious to read who their new pen-pal would be.
"Clare Edwards." Eli read out loud.
"Elijah Goldsworthy." Clare read nonchalantly.
"Well this should be fun." Both of them said as a picture of their new pen-pal popped up on the screen.
Clare looked at the computer screen in awe. She was in shock of how appealing Eli's picture was. He was what people would call "tall, dark and handsome." Eli on the other hand starred at the picture for a moment. He looked at how beautiful she was; her blue eyes made her look like a goddess.
According to the assignment they were to contact each other immediately. They were provided with instant messenger screen names and the profile they had to go to. Clare read over the instructions and grunted at how dumb this whole thing was. Eli read over his paper and smiled at how he will get to meet someone new. Their ideas for this assignment were very different.
Clare's POV:
After I read over what I was supposed to do; I logged onto the school's instant messenger and typed in all my information. Once I logged on I waited for this "Eli" guy to log on as well. I figured while I wait I might as well eat the snack I grabbed a few minutes ago. I peeled down the peel of the banana and took a large bite of it. I was in the middle of chewing my fruit when the computer dinged again. I looked at the screen and saw I had a message from Eli Goldsworthy. I clicked on the link and instantly the instant messenger window popped up.
Eli-Goldsworthy: Hey.
Clare-Edwards:Hi.
Eli-Goldsworthy: I'm Eli, but I'm guessing you already knew that.
Clare-Edwards: Yeah, I'm Clare.
Eli-Goldsworthy: So, tell me something about yourself.
Clare-Edwards: What do you want to know?
Eli-Goldsworthy: How about what grade you're in?
Clare-Edwards: I'm in the tenth grade, and you?
Eli-Goldsworthy: I'm in the tenth grade as well.
Clare-Edwards: Super.
Eli-Goldsworthy: Um, are you alright?
Clare-Edwards: I just find this whole assignment ridiculous.
Eli-Goldsworthy: Oh, I'm sorry. I guess I will let you go for now. We will talk tomorrow.
Clare-Edwards: Whatever.
I didn't bother to wait for him to respond again before I quickly logged off the instant messenger. He seems nice but I cannot trust people. The only people I trust are my boyfriend and my best friend. Whenever I let someone new into my world they let me down and leave me. I am not willing to make that mistake again. Once I am finish earning my extra credit I will never speak to this guy again. That is a promise.
Eli's POV:
Wow, I barely got to talk to my new pen-pal. At first I was so excited to get to do this assignment, now I am a little skeptical. She didn't even stay logged on long enough so I could say goodbye. I don't think this assignment is going to be as fun as I had anticipated it to be.
Once I logged off the instant messenger I decided to do a little research on my new pen-pal. I don't think it will hurt to get to know who I am dealing with a little. I put her name into the search engine and pressed enter. While I waited for the results to pop up I got off my bed and went to the kitchen to go get something to drink. Even if I didn't actually speak to this Clare Edwards; she made my throat go dry.
Once I grabbed an apple juice from the fridge I ran back up to my room. I jumped back onto my bed and looked at the new search results. There were a few Edwards in Toronto but only one Clare Edwards. I quickly clicked on the link and it said,
Clare Edwards the sister of Darcy Edwards. Darcy Edwards was killed in a car accident in March of two-thousand and nine. She was killed on impact.
I kept reading the article about her sister's death. It looks like my new pen-pal has a troubled past. I wonder if it would be a violation of privacy if I asked her about Darcy. I'm sure it would be. The last thing I want to do is upset my new friend. Well the person I am going to try and be friends with.
Clare's POV:
Once I got off the computer, I walked down stairs and went outside to go smoke. I sat in front of the garage and inhaled the menthol smoke while I got lost in my own thoughts. I was so deep in thoughts that I didn't even notice someone come and sit next to me. Finally I looked up at them and I was instantly startled. It was Owen. Owen lived down the street from me and was a main part of the group I hung out with. He must have noticed something was off with me and he instantly hugged me from the side. I leaned into him and we shared the embrace until I broke away from his snug arm. He grabbed my cigarette and took a drag from it before saying,
"I know what's wrong with you." I sighed because he unfortunately did know what was wrong. He was sitting outside when the police came to my house that night. He saw the flashing lights. He saw me collapse to the ground and sob on the cold concrete. He saw it all because he only lived a few houses down.
I regained my composure and said,
"I have no idea what you are talking about." He looked into my swollen blue eyes and said,
"The anniversary of Darcy's death is coming up soon." I sighed and nodded a little before saying,
"In two weeks from today." Owen gave me a look of knowing before saying,
"I can go with you to the cemetery to go visit her if you want to." I sighed and said,
"I haven't visited her since the death." Owen smiled a faint smiled before saying,
"All of us will pay a tribute to her next week. I think it will be good for you to at least visit her once. It will make you feel better." I sighed knowing he was right.
Once Owen and I were finished talking and smoking, we got up. I hugged him and he left to go back to his own house. I went back into mine. I decided I would log back into the messenger and apologize to Eli. He didn't deserve to be treated badly because I am having a hard time; because my life sucks.
I logged on and was about to message him when the ding went off again. I clicked on the little window and it was a message from Eli. It was a message from after I had already logged off. It said,
Eli-Goldsworthy: I really hope we do get to talk tomorrow. I am aware that you have already signed off here but I would like to say that I am sorry if I upset you. I'm actually really excited to get to know you and hope that you will at least try and get to know me too. Have a good night Clare.
He was sweet and sincere; maybe I should give him a chance after all.
A/N: I know it is short but I don't think this story requires long chapters. Their friendship is blooming and soon it will become something. I don't want to rush it, but there will be time leaps in the story, and I will warn you of them. Well I need another seven reviews to update, thank you all for the lovely review thus far! I love you all and please keep reviewing!