Fitz and KC aren't that great of a team.

So, I was definitely not looking forward to today. I haven't talked to Clare face-to-face since the whole incident and I just hope she doesn't try to bring it up. I'd rather just forget about it. Also, I'm not sure I'm Fitz's favorite person right now, and I just do not feel like dealing with him. Oh, and KC is sure to give me a couple glares today. But, you know, what do I care? I've got a hearse and if they're lucky, they might get a ride in the back!

I shut off my annoying alarm and sat up, rubbing my eyes. I hate Mondays. Just the word is irritating, I mean, I don't know. I'm tired, get over it.

I dragged my feet to the bathroom and brushed my teeth, brushed my hair, etc. All that morning jazz. After picking out a gray t-shirt, black vest, and black jeans, I slipped on my combat boots and made my way downstairs. CeCe and Bullfrog were already up and making breakfast, and I sat down on one of the stools at the island, taking an apple out of the bowl of fruit.

"Morning, baby boy." Cece gave me a kiss on the cheek while setting down a plate of eggs in front of me. I wasn't totally hungry so I took a bite, said goodbye to my parents, and drove myself to school. I usually pick up Clare and Adam on the way, but Clare's mom decided to drive her, to "bond," and Adam rode with Drew, who surprisingly offered. I blasted the new album from Dead Hand, bobbing my head to the music, occasionally.

I rode into the Degrassi parking lot and was about to park when I was cut off by two cars. I slammed the brakes, honking the horn and understood what just happened when KC stepped out of one car, and Fitzy-boy out of the other. I rolled my eyes and stepped out of the car.

"Oh, so I see little KC here doesn't know how to defend himself.." I wiped a pretend tear, mocking him.

"Shut up, Goldsworthy. Is someone a little worried?" KC smirked, walking up to me, Fitz joining him.

"You sure got me. I could beat you with both hands tied behind my back." I rolled my eyes.

"Hmm, really? Let's just see about that.." Fitz nodded at KC and KC lunged at me, holding me in what seemed like a hug, while Fitz took both of my hands, tying them with rope. I squirmed, trying to get out of their grip, but they had me in a tight hold. I managed to kick my leg backwards into Fitz's crotch. I heard him hiss in pain and grab my leg, trying to pull me down, but before he caused me to fall, I had wriggled out of KC's grip and had him in a chokehold, so when I fell down, he fell with me.

"ELI!"

I heard several pairs of feet rush over to the scene, but I couldn't tell who had came over, because my face was being shoved into the pavement. All I knew was Clare was there and I really didn't need her to see this.

After regaining some of his composure, Fitz was pushing my head into the pavement, and my nose felt really close to breaking. I could feel KC tying my feet together, but I kicked until I came in contact with his face, which I'm almost positive I heard a crack.

"YOU SON OF A BITCH." My feet were still in the rope, but they weren't tied together yet and I tried my best to wriggle my way out of them.

"How's the ground tasting, Eli? Not sure that's so healthy for you." Fitz was pushing my head further into the pavement, if that was possible, and I felt my nose bleeding.

"Fitz, get the fuck off of him." I recognized Adam's voice and I didn't feel Fitz's hand on the back of my head anymore. I took the opportunity to get myself back up. Once I lifted my face, I saw Adam punching Fitz in the stomach, Alli looking like she was about to vomit, and Clare, just looking disappointed. Before I could say anything, I felt KC jump on my back. I let out a small growl and backed up until I came in contact with the fender bender of someone's car, which didn't affect me, but caused KC to loosen his grip, which I took advantage of and took his hands and twisted them behind his back. He yelled in pain and when I looked around, I noticed we were attracting a crowd. Clare wasn't there anymore and neither was Alli, but I saw Adam on top of Fitz, throwing punches at his face. I smiled. That's my boy. I was about ready to knee KC in the stomach, when a loud, angry voice interrupted.

"GOLDSWORTHY, GUTHRIE, FITZGERALD, AND TORRES. MY OFFICE. NOW." I groaned in annoyance.

Hello, suspension.

A/N: I'm thinking it's bad when you don't even remember what's going on in your own story.. I went to go type up this chapter, and I didn't know what to put because I didn't know what had happened in my story, but I had this urge to write today and I just felt HORRIBLE that I hadn't updated my stories. I mean, this story hasn't been updated since last year! I'm so, so sorry and I'm not even sure if any of the followers of this story will still read this and if they're even on fanfiction anymore, but just know, that if you're one of those people, that I am terribly sorry.

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