So. I thought it was time I did one in Clare's POV. I'm trying to work on giving my stories a plot because I feel like especially the last one didn't have one at all. Mainly thoughts. So here's this one.

Now, I usually interpret this song as if it is sung to God, but for this one shot I'm not going to take it that way. I absolutely love this song. It makes me want to twirl around the room singing on the top of my lungs.

I don't own Degrassi. If I did, I'd be awesome, but no. I'm average. And I don't own the song, either. I wish I did, though. I also don't own iPods. Do you think I'm related to the Apple Company in any way?

Song: "All Around Me" by Flyleaf

Clare's POV

I walked into school to meet Eli. It seemed like I could never get enough of him. He was always with me, but I didn't have a problem with it. I needed him around me.

"Hey, Clare. What's up?" he asked as he was walking toward me.

"Not much. You?" I replied.

"I was wondering if after school we could go to our place," he offered.

Our place. It was that abandoned area that we had Adam's secret party at. No one went there except Eli and I. It was the only place we could go to and be alone. It was ours. We didn't like to share it anymore.

"Yeah. Of course. I'd love to. I'll see you there," I told him.

"Awesome. I can't wait. It'll be great."

"I need to get to class. I don't want to be late," I reminded him.

"Definitely. Alright. Bye, Clare. See you later," he said. He turned around and went to his class, too. I looked back at him and smiled. He didn't see it, but I'm pretty sure a smile was on his face, too.

History seemed to take forever. All I could do was stare off into space, anticipating that afternoon.

After History, I went to my English class. I'd see Eli. It wouldn't be the same, but it would be the same thing. I looked back at him and smiled. Ms. Dawes caught us talking, but she didn't do anything real serious. I just learned to ignore her.

We parted to our next and last class. All I had to do was survive forty-five more minutes in class and then I'd be free with Eli. I needed him as soon as possible.

I was finally saved by the bell. It rang and I practically ran out of the classroom to meet Eli. I saw him there, waiting for me. It was such a good feeling knowing that he was there with me now.

"Let's go," he said bluntly.

I smiled and replied, "Yes."

He grabbed my hand and we were on our way. The teachers in the hallways were giving us scornful looks for holding hands, but they gave up on getting mad for hand holding. There was a ton of kids in the hallways and it'd be hard to pull us aside. We wouldn't have cared anyway.

His touch sent this fire through me. It burned, but it felt good. It kept me alive inside.

We got out to the lot. He opened the gate and we snuck in quietly. He locked the gate. We went back to this shelter area. He pulled a blanket out of his backpack. It was nice to have something to sit on.

"Here we are, Edwards- Our own little place," he told me.

"I like the sound of that," I smiled.

"Me too."

I remembered that I had my iPod and its speakers in my bag. I offered him to listen to it. He accepted my request. I turned it on to a slow song. It wasn't necessarily romantic, but it was sweet and easy to sway to. I actually began to sway. He gave me the strangest look ever.

"Clare? Are you swaying?" he asked me.

"Maybe. Is that a problem, Goldsworthy?" I smirked.

"Nope. I think it's pretty cute actually," he mentioned.

I blushed. He always had this affect on me. The air thickened. It was at first a bit uncomfortable, but just being around him solved that issue.

"Eli, do I embarrass you at all? Ever?" I asked him seriously. I didn't want him to be fed up with me about my ways.

"Of course not! I love you just the way you are, Clare."

Wow. That hit me. He loved me. It was unbelievable.

I crashed my lips to his. I had gotten too much into the moment, but I knew that he didn't mind. He just went along with it. We finally pulled apart. We both smiled.

"I know I have issues and we are not always on the same page with things, but I want you to know that I love you, too."

He smiled and hugged me. I could spend hours in his arms.

"I understand your feelings. I'm glad to help you with anything. Don't be afraid to ask," he responding, breaking the silence.

"Thanks. It feels good to hold onto something real in my life. You keep me alive. It's cliché, I know, but it's true."

"That's such a compliment. Don't forget that I will never leave you. I won't be like your ex-boyfriend, I promise," he reassured me.

"Thank you," I told him.

We leaned in and shared another kiss. We were both smiling through it.

I grabbed his hand. He was mine. I loved the feeling. I love knowing he'll always be around me.

Post story note: I'm not sure what Clare's schedule was so I picked classes that most people would take and picked an order. I'm also not sure how much Eli knows about K.C., so I just thought I would only mention it briefly.

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