Yes, I know I've neglected this story and I'm sorry. I just thought that with the lack of reviews no one reads this story. But, I forgot about those of you who do read it and I am terribly sorry. I really am. I am going to continue this story and make the chapters longer. So, get ready for the next chapter. There's more Luke, Jenna, Dallas, and Clare drama coming up.

*Don't own Degrassi.*

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Once again, Dallas stayed the night at Clare's. These nights were meaningless to Clare, but they meant everything to Dallas. After the wonderful meal Helen had cooked them yesterday, everyone stayed around for an hour and talked to Clare. When they all left and went their separate ways, Dallas and Clare went into the living room to watch movies. The two stayed up until three a.m. watching horror and romantic comedy movies.

Dallas was growing to like Clare again, though those feelings never stopped. All those feelings he had for her in high school were suddenly coming back. Clare was very special to him and he hoped that one day she would see how much she meant to him.

The sleeping beauty stirred in her sleep. Dallas tightened his arms around her and snuggled closer to her. He wished that it could be this way every morning. He wished he could wake up to the most beautiful girl wrapped in his arms.

Maybe someday.

"Good morning, Dallas," she said groggily.

"Good morning, beautiful. Sleep well?"

"Yes, better than I did for the past two weeks. How about you?"

"Same here," Dallas said, chuckling.

Clare smirked as Dallas loosened his grip. Clare slipped from under him and went to the bathroom. Dallas laid in bed and placed his hands behind his head. A smile crept across his face as he thought of how everything was turning out. Luke lost his chance with Clare. Clare was officially on the market. That means he didn't have to feel guilty for loving Clare.

Dallas rolled out of bed and went to see where Clare was. He walked down the hall and saw that she was still in the bathroom. He stood by the door, waiting for her to come out. When she did, a smile was plastered on her face.

She kissed Dallas on the cheek and said, "Want to go out to The Dot and grab breakfast?"

"Sure."

"Okay, let's shower and we'll be on our way," Clare said walking down the hall.

"You know we can save water and shower together," Dallas said half-joking.

Clare turned around and shook her head, letting a little laugh escape her lips.

/.../

After the little breakfast at The Dot, Clare decided for the two to take a walk in the park. It was a nice, Spring day. The wind was softly wrapping around them and the sun lightly kissed their skin. It wasn't too hot nor too cold. An ice cream truck had rode down the street and Clare ran to go catch it, Dallas following behind her. They flagged down the truck and hurriedly caught up with it. Clare ordered a vanilla ice cream while Dallas ordered the vanilla and chocolate swirl.

After paying for their frozen treat, the two walked back down the path to the park. Clare was actually having a wonderful time with Dallas. He was something special and she was glad he was there for her.

As they walked down the trail, they found some swings. Clare turned towards Dallas and gave him a cheeky grin.

"You want to get on the swing?" Dallas asked.

Clare nodded her head. Dallas grabbed her hand and the two ran for the swings.

"Push me," Clare said, sitting on the swing.

Dallas chuckled and began softly pushing Clare. Her beautiful curls were moving along with the wind. She let a kiddish laugh escape her lips. She felt happy and free. As the wind whipped around them, Clare smiled and tilted her head back. She was free; free from Luke and free from getting hurt. She was going to have fun and be happy. This is what life was all about.

/.../

Alli had called the two and told them she was having a little gathering at her house. Not seeing any harm, the two decided to go. When they arrived at Alli's house together, everyone was a little surprised, but no one dared to say anything. Clare shrugged off the stares and went to find Alli.

Alli was standing in the kitchen with a drink in her hand. She was laughing and talking nonstop with a blonde. Clare noticed that blonde anywhere. She quickly turned on her heels, not ready to confront her. She spotted Eli sitting on the couch with his wife, Amanda. Clare walked over towards them and flashed a huge smile.

"Clare, darling, it's been so long," Amanda said, standing up and giving Clare a big hug.

"Hey, Mandy and Eli," Clare said.

"Hey, Clare," Eli said, smirking and standing up.

"When are you going to stop being a stranger and come back over? The kids miss you," Amanda said.

"Well, how about Saturday? Are you two free?"

"As free as a bird," Amanda said, giggling.

"Okay," Clare said, smiling.

She loved Amanda. She was such a sweetheart. Though Amanda was the complete opposite of Eli, the two got along perfectly. Before Eli married Amanda, no one has actually seen a smile on his face. Now, he was smiling all the time. Clare found it cute how their marriage were. They were strong, despite all the arguments they have had.

A tear slid down her face as she thought about her marriage. It fell apart right in front of her and she didn't even notice it. She thought things were actually okay, but they weren't. They never were.

"Clare, are you okay?" Eli asked.

"Yeah," Clare said, wiping the tear away, "I-I'm going to go to the bathroom," she said turning around.

She quickly walked past the crowd of people until she bumped into someone.

"Luke," she whispered.

Goodness, the guy looked beautiful. She would've thought he would have looked like shit since their divorce. Here he was, standing here with nice, neat hair. He had on a pair of blue jeans and a hockey shirt Clare had bought him.

"Clare, hey, you look beautiful."

"Thanks," Clare said, taking a deep breath.

She had to remember this was the guy who had hurt her. He had cheated on her with her best friend. No matter how good he looked, she couldn't get back with him. She was going to keep her guard up and not let him see her break down.

"Lukey, I've looked all over for - Oh, Clarebear, hi," Jenna said in her annoyingly light voice, flashing Clare a smile.

"Hi," Clare said.

"What were you two talking about, Lukey?" Jenna asked.

"Oh just how beautiful I am," Clare said, smirking.

"Really? Huh, I think you look like shit," Jenna said, flipping her hair off her shoulder, "By the way, I saw Dallas here by himself. Did he realize how pathetic you were?"

"Actually, we came here together and I realized how amazing she is. Luke, you don't know what you're missing out on," Dallas said, walking over towards them.

The room grew silent and everyone's eyes were locked on the floor. No one bothered to speak, because everyone was interested in what was going on.

"You're some type of friend, Dallas. How dare you take Clare-"

"No, Luke!" Clare said, cutting him off, "How dare you sleep with Jenna and you knew damn well she was my friend!"

"As you can see, Jenna wants me," Luke argued.

"Jenna wants any man with a dick! She doesn't just want you! Soon she'll get bored with you and toss you aside!"

"Clare, I am not a boring person. Unlike you, I can keep what's mine," Luke said.

"Go to hell, Luke! I hope you catch a fucking disease messing around with that whore!"

"That whore?!" Jenna said, cutting in. She pushed Luke out the way and stepped up to Clare, "I am not a whore."

"Jenna, I suggest you step out my face before I give you a little repeat of what happened the last two times," Clare threatened.

Jenna quickly backed away and went next to Luke. She looked at Clare and smirked before grabbing Luke's face. She crashed her lips on his and pulled away, flashing Clare a wide smile.

"Jenna, you can have him. He's my leftovers, remember that and Luke, remember this: every time you fuck Jenna, your having sex with every single guy that she's been with. Every time you kiss her, your tasting every dick that's been in her filthy mouth. She's a whore. Good luck, you're going to need it when you find out you have a S.T.I."

When everyone blinked a smack sound was made through the room. Clare was holding her cheek, looking shockingly at Luke. Before she could speak, Dallas pushed her aside and punched Luke's jaw. Everyone gasped as Luke fell down.

"Lukey!" Jenna said running towards him. She looked up at Dallas and gave him an evil glare before saying, "You and that bitch can go to hell! Let's go, Luke."

Luke struggled to get up. Jenna grabbed him and the two stormed out of Alli's house.

Alli walked over towards Clare, looking shock. She tried to grab Clare's hand, but Clare snatched her hand away.

"Clare I-"

"You knew she was coming! You knew that he was going to come with her! Why did you invite them, Alli?!" Clare yelled.

"Sh-She's my friend, Clare," Alli whined.

"I'm leaving," Clare said, leaving the house.

Dallas apologized and followed behind Clare.

/.../

She was enraged! She felt betrayed, once again. She didn't mind Alli being friends with Jenna, but she did mind Alli inviting her when she knew Jenna and Luke were going to be there. She couldn't be in the same room with them now. Her heart needed time to mend.

Clare walked into her house and tossed her purse aside. She took her shoes off and walked into the kitchen. Dallas closed the door behind him and sat on the couch. Clare came back out, downing a bottle of Tequila.

"Clare you shouldn't-"

"Dallas, don't tell me what to do! I'm pissed off and I need to take my mind off this. Okay?"

"Fine," Dallas said.

An hour later, Clare was drunk. Her and Dallas were sitting on the couch, watching movies yet again.

"Dallas, I'm heartbroken," she slurred.

"I know, baby."

"Why are all men jerks?"

"Not all men, Clare."

Clare looked over at Dallas and gave him a weak smile. She leaned in to kiss him, but Dallas turned away.

"Dallas, don't you like me?" she whined, her blue eyes getting big.

"Yes, but-"

"Then let me kiss you," Clare said leaning in.