Degrassi: is not something I own =/
Eli stood in the Degrassi parking lot—a drop of sweat ran from his forehead to his cheek.
He could hear a crowd starting to gather on the football field. On any other day, Eli would have been long gone. And already lying in his bed, trying to drown out the world by blasting some dead hand.
As if Eli didn't see enough of these arrogant jocks and mindless cheerleaders—oh wait, he meant power seekers—throughout the day at school.
And now he even has to hear their echoes. Peachy.
Eli hopped into Morty and turned the keys one more time. If Morty didn't start, it would be a long walk home.
"Ahhh finally," Eli said to himself as Morty's engine roared to life.
Eli's own music wasn't even enough to cover up the music from the stadium. Damn football game.
From his view, Eli could see one of the girls from the day before..those familiar, misshapen glasses.
It wasn't the one Eli preferred, but if Eli knew one thing about girls it was that if one is near, the other is not too far behind.
And there she was.
Clare. Sweet, innocent little Clare. He couldn't help but stare at her.
What was she even doing at the football game? Eli didn't get the impression from the few words she mumbled in English class that this would be her sort of thing.
Reading, music and photography. Those seemed like the kinds of activities she would enjoy.
But dancing? Wow. Eli didn't think she had it in her. And yet their she was, shaking what her
momma gave her, and boy was it curvy. Just how Eli liked it.
Clare turned toward Alli (Eli knew her name because he recognized her from Clare's top friends), the girl she was with.
Clare was smiling at someone beyond Alli, into a group of football players. Eli followed her glance.
Before he could really tell who she was looking at, the football team broke apart. One of the guys started walking over to Clare. Eli's grip on the steering wheel tightened.
The guy put his arms around Clare's waist. His lips were on hers.
He got to touch her, feel her, have her as his.
He got to do everything Eli wanted to do.
"KC!" a teammate shouted. The boy kissed Clare's forehead and ran back. Clare blushed,
and bit her lip as he walked away. Her glance turned towards Eli and his hearse.
She was looking directly at him. When she noticed Eli looking back, her eyes fell down towards her flats and a soft blush made its way onto her face.
Clare looked at him once more. This time, she was smiling.
Eli smirked once again. Boy was she gorgeous. Her smile, her…everything.
Sorry it took so long guys! Hope it was worth the wait!