Thanks for the reviews, alerts, favorites, and song suggestions. :) I took a break on New Year's Eve to relax and spend time with my family. I would have updated earlier otherwise. I love this song. It took forever for me to choose a song, but once I saw the song, I had to choose it.

I don't own Degrassi or the song. Do you think I ever will?

FYI: Bold words in the middle are Eli's writing. Italicized words are Eli's thoughts.

Song: "Two Is Better Than One" by Boys Like Girls (ft. Taylor Swift)

Eli's POV:

I walked into English on Monday morning. I sat in my seat by Clare, waiting for class to start.

Ms. Dawes stood up at the front of the classroom and told us the assignment. "Alright, students, our next writing assignment will be due Friday. I want you to write about somebody or something special to you. It can be a boyfriend, girlfriend, family member, special vacation, or experience… just something that you are passionate about and you can write about. There is no limit to how many words you need. I'm just grading you on your ability to express emotion with themes and details. Come up with a catchy title. Oh, and no project partners this time. I want this to be all on you," she explained officially.

"I can't work with Clare? Shoot." I thought.

Ms. Dawes continued. "I think that your partner might distract you and try to change your thoughts. Please refrain from using them this time. I expect quality work full of emotion turned into me no later than Friday, when you will read your papers for the class. Any questions?"

Nobody raised their hand. Nobody ever would. "Good, let's get started. You have the entire class period to work today. The room will be silent. No talking, please," she said as she sat down at her desk.

I picked up my pencil and started to think. Somebody or something special to you. It can be a boyfriend, girlfriend- It hit me like a train. Clare! Of course! Now a theme? How do I put my feelings in words? I mean, let's see… I can't live without her. She completes me, and so much more. We are such a great pair. Maybe the saying, "Two is better than one"? Yeah, yeah, that fits. Awesome.

I smiled and picked up my pencil and wrote my rough draft.

"Two is Better Than One" by Eli Goldsworthy

"Two is better than one," they say. It's mathematically correct, but could that really be true in life? I've questioned this for awhile now. I've found the answer, though. Her name is Clare Edwards. She completes me. As two, we are so much better than we are if we are as one. Together, we are stronger. We belong together.

Since the day I met her by running over her glasses with my car, I knew we could be something. The look on her face when I told her she had pretty eyes. Every single facial expression, etched in my mind. Every little thing she does just makes it hard for me to breathe around her. Yet, I could talk to her for hours.

I can't live without her. It's just too difficult. I've been through some tough times, but when I think of her everything is okay again. I've believed in myself again.

Clare Edwards, I love you. I don't know how to say it any other way. You've turned me into a real sap, but it doesn't matter, because it's because of you. I love everything about you and we're better together than apart as one. Two is truly better than one.

I put my pencil down. I re-read my work. It was about 200 words. I loved it whenever Ms. Dawes didn't put a minimum word count on our papers. I knew I was going to have to read it in front of the whole class. Everybody would know I'm not as tough as I look because of Clare. But, really, it didn't matter anymore. Clare was too important to me.

The bell rang. I gathered by notebook and threw it into my backpack. Clare turned to me.

"So, what are you writing about?" she asked me.

"You'll have to wait until Friday. No partners this time," I told her with a smirk. I loved seeing her angry at me.

"Seriously?" she said with a tone of fake anger in her voice.

"Yep. You'll have to wait 'til Friday, Edwards," I said as I walked off to my next class.

When I got home that afternoon I typed up my paper. I'd have it out of the way.

For the next three days, Clare wouldn't leave me alone about the assignment. I never did ask her what she was writing about, because I knew what it felt like to be asked over and over again.

Friday finally came. That day, I walked into English and sat down like normal. Clare was over excited.

"Alright, students, have your papers on your desk. We will begin to read them to the class. Would anybody like to go first?" Ms. Dawes asked our class.

"Eli would like to go first," Clare said with her hand straight up in the air.

Wow. Clare was seriously anxious. It was cute, though. I spoke up and said, "Sure, why not? I'll get it over with."

"Very well, then. Class, let's show some respect as Eli reads his paper," Ms. Dawes announced.

I got up to the front of the classroom. I began to read. Clare sat there stunned by everything. I heard some laughing in the back of the classroom, mainly by the other guys. I ignored them and continued. When I got to the part near the end where I talk towards Clare, I moved closer to her and looked into her eyes. She gave me a million dollar smile. After I finished, the class began to give applause. Clare came up to me and hugged me tightly. Ms. Dawes made Clare sit down, but it didn't matter. Clare accepted my feelings.

I told Ms. Dawes if Clare could go next. Clare happily agreed. She cleared her throat and began.

"What never ceases to love me? What never leaves me? What brings me security during the rough times?" she began. This must be about Jesus. Well he has a name. His name is Eli Goldsworthy."

My jaw dropped. Then, I smiled.

She continued, "Eli. He is my rock. He's always there for me, and I can always depend on him. He helped me through my parent's divorce when I didn't think I could find help. I can go to him for anything. He completes me and I'd be lost without him. I can't imagine being away from him. Just thinking about it hurts me. He's so mysterious. People see him in a negative light, but he's great when you get to know him. He takes my breath away, but it's perfectly fine with me. He doesn't give up on me. He's charming, funny, sarcastic, and lovable. Eli, I love you."

I gasped. She loves me, too?

"Yes, Eli, I love you, too. I need you. I don't always know the right words, but you just need to know," she finished.

I went up to her and kissed her. Right there in front of the class. I couldn't care less. Ms. Dawes pulled us apart. Great.

"You know, I'm supposed to give you detention, but you two are just too adorable. Your writings just lifted up my heart. I'll let it go this time. Don't do it again, though," she said with a smile.

"Yes, Ms. Dawes," Clare and I said simultaneously.

We sat back down. I whispered into her ear. "Now I know two people are better than one."

Longer, I know. Please review. I want to know your thoughts and suggestions. Thanks. :)