Starbucks.

Before Clare could answer my question, we heard our names being called and we looked through the window.

"Eli! Clare!" Bianca and Fitz were running towards my car and I cocked an eyebrow.

"What do they want?" I mumbled to myself. When they reached my hearse, they caught their breath and spoke up.

"Can we come with you guys?" Fitz asked. I raised my eyebrows. I looked at Clare's reaction and she had the same one as me.

"You guys want to come with us?" Clare asked.

"It's better than sitting in detention." Bianca blew a bubble with her gum. I flinched when it popped. I never liked the sound of that.

"Don't you guys have your own cars?" I asked, impatiently wanting to leave.

"We both got rides to school this morning." I rolled my eyes.

"Fine. Get in. But this is a hearse. So, you will be sitting in the back." I smirked and I heard Clare quietly giggle. Bianca put her hands on her hips.

"I am not sitting in the back of a hearse."

"Oh, too bad. Well, bye." I started the car and she put her hands up.

"I'll get in, I'll get in." I unlocked the back door and both Fitz and Bianca stepped in.

"Now where are we going?" Fitz huffed. I shrugged.

"I don't know. It's up to Clare." Clare widened her eyes.

"Me? You guys can choose. I don't honestly care." After saying that, she quickly turned around to face Bianca and Fitz. "But no bars." She added. I chuckled. I turned around and they both just rolled their eyes.

"Let's just go to Starbucks or something. I'm in a mood for a coffee." Bianca stated. Clare shrugged, as did Fitz.

"Sure." I agreed. I backed out of the parking spot and I saw the teacher who was supposed to be watching us, not sleeping, run out of the building, yelling with his finger pointed in the air. I laughed.

"You kids better get back here!" Clare's eyes were wide and she shook her head.

"Eli, I can't get in anymore trouble!"

"Oh, shut up, Saint." Bianca said from the back. I got a little angry.

"Hey, don't talk to her that way." I firmly said, keeping my eyes glued to the road. Out of my peripheral vision, I saw Clare turn her head towards me with red cheeks. She looked away and I saw her smile.

"Whatever." Bianca smacked her gum again. I restrained myself from saying something. Can she just spit out the gum already? The nearest Starbucks was only about 3 minutes away and I could already see it up ahead.

"What did you guys get in detention for?" Clare turned her attention to Bianca and Fitz, which surprised me. But, it's Clare. She's nice like that. That's one of the things I like about her.

"Skipping class." Bianca said.

"Bullying a kid." Surprise, surprise. I thought about it and I really can't believe I let Fitz in my car. It's Fitz. He destroyed my car!

"You owe me some money, Fitzgerald." Clare giggled.

"Fitzgerald?" Clare asked with her eyebrows raised. I cracked a smile at that.

"Shut up. And what do I owe you, Freak?" I looked at him through the mirror.

"Freak?" I raised my eyebrows. "Original." He clenched his fists. I pulled into the parking lot of Starbucks and quickly parked. "And you owe me money for destroying my car."

"Get the money yourself."

"Oh, I would. But, you're the one who destroyed the car, so pay up."

"Make me."

"Really Fitz? Are you five?"

"Shut up, Goldsworthy. I don't owe you anything."

"Did you not hear me before? Does someone need their hearing checked?"

"You're gonna need your balls checked after I'm done with you."

"GUYS!" Clare and Bianca yelled simultaneously. I tore my gaze away from Fitz and glanced at Clare.

"Just give him the fucking money." Bianca held her head. "You're giving me a head ache." Clare nodded. Fitz reached into his pocket and pulled out a wallet.

"How much?" He looked pissed and frankly, I was about ready to full-out laugh. Oh, how I love making people mad.

"I would say about a million dollars." I said putting my hand on my chin. He looked back up at me with a fierce glare.

"There is no way in hell I am paying you that much."

"I was kidding. No need to get your panties in a bunch." He clenched his fists again. "About fifty dollars."

"Fifty?" I nodded, slowly.

"Destroying a car doesn't come cheap." He reluctantly pulled out two twenties and a ten. I quickly grabbed it out of his hand.

"Thank you very much." I put the money up my nose. "Mmmhm." I sniffed the money and Clare giggled. Bianca hit the back of my head and I turned around.

"What the hell?"

"Let's go." She said, getting up. Clare giggled. I looked over at her and playfully glared at her. She shrugged and got out of the car. I got out too, stuffing the fifty dollars into my pocket. We opened the door of the coffee shop, the smell of coffees and pastries hitting my nose. Fitz pushed past me into Starbucks and I rolled my eyes. I walked in behind him and Clare walked up beside me. We got up to the counter and Fitz ordered first.

"Black coffee." Bianca went up beside him.

"Make that two." They walked out of the way and Clare and I walked up. Clare scanned the menu, as did I.

"I'll have a Vanilla Bean, please." She said. The man nodded and punched into the cash register.

"I'll take an.. expresso, please." Note how we both said please and Bianca and Fitz didn't even bother.

"14.78." I handed him the money for my drink. Bianca and Fitz did also. Clare was searching through her bag.

"Dammit." I heard her hiss under her breath. Saint Clare cursing? Oh, wow.. "Uh, I forgot my money.. You can take my drink off the order, sir. I shook my head and handed the man enough money for Clare's drink too.

"No need." Clare looked up at me and grinned.

"Thank you, Eli. But you really don't have to."

"But I want to."

A/N: So, I was PMing my amazinggg fanfiction friend, Imperfect Is Me, while writing this. (: You should check out her stories and review/favorite/alert. :) And favorite her. :D She's awesome. :)

Anyways, thanks so much for reading. You guys are awesome. I mean, I never accepted so many reviews. And, I think this chapter definitely wasn't one of my bests.. I mean, I doubt Eli would've let Fitz in his car after what he did, but oh well. :P

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Love,
Dominique.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything. Especially Degrassi or Starbucks. :P