Adam's POV

Originally I thought I would keep the closet incident to myself, for both Bianca and mine's sake, but after another long restless night I decided to tell my best friend everything going on because all these mixed feelings were killing me.

I find Eli alone at his locker, "Can I talk to you?" I ask seriously.

"You done being mad at Clare? She called me last night worried that she overstepped her boundaries," He says, not addressing my question at all. I already forgot about the little blowout we had at lunch yesterday, it seems so long ago.

"Yeah, sorry, I overreacted. I'll find her later and apologize. I didn't mean to make her worry, I've just been on edge lately and I took it out on Clare," I say. Clare is usually quick to forgive so I'm not too worried about it.

He takes a second before saying, "Cool, thanks Adam" and pats me on the back. He continues, "So what'd you want to talk about?"

I don't even know where to begin, "What would you say if I told you I liked someone?"

"I would say great, go for it!" Eli says encouragingly.

"What if I told you it was Bianca?" I ask tentatively. I avoid eye contact because I know he's probably giving me a stern look.

"I would say you're stupid for falling for the girl that made your life hell," He says not holding back at all. That was kind of the response I thought I was going to get.

"Just hear me out for a sec," I plead. I just need someone to listen. I need Eli to understand where I'm coming from. If anything, I need him to talk some sense into me.

He shakes his head for a moment before saying, "Alright fine, explain to me why you like Bianca?"

Not entirely sure on how to answer that question, I decide the best way to explain myself would be to tell him everything that happened last night, sparing no details. When I finish story-telling, he has a surprised look on his face.

For a moment the guy part of him speaks up, "Dude, was it good? I mean, was Bianca as good as everyone says she is?" He asks with a stupid smirk on his face. I know a part of him, no matter how small that part might be, is happy for me that I got some. Hell, I'm happy that I got some.

I think back to the closet and a grin creeps up on my face, "She's better." From now on when I have to rate a girl, it will be on a scale of 1 to Bianca, that's how good she is.

Our bro moment, or broment, ends quickly when Eli switches from guy mode to concerned friend mode, "You know she's bad news though. Not to mention, she's dating your brother."

"She's dating him, she's not married to him," I point out, trying to down play the fact that I'm potentially stealing my brother's girl. I know everything I'm feeling definitely breaks the bro code, but all is fair in love and war, right?

"Fair enough, but did you like her before you two hooked up? Or are these feelings motivated by the fact that you got with a hot girl?" Eli asks. Fair question, I hadn't even really thought about it that way.

"I honestly don't know the answer to that. I might have liked her before we hooked up, but I'm so used to suppressing feelings that maybe I ignored my feelings for her too." Feelings are a tricky thing, they come when they're unwanted and they show up when least expected for people who you least expect. With Fiona and Becky, it was so much clearer. I knew I liked them. But with Bianca it's confusing. I know I shouldn't like her, and maybe that's part of the attraction in the first place, but a part of me feels like she could be the real deal. Then again, I always think that about every girl that I like. Wait, so does that mean I like her?

Eli jerks me away from my thoughts, "Trust me, you don't have feelings for her," He says confidently.

"Why do you say that?" I ask curiously. Maybe Eli knows something I don't.

"Because it shouldn't be this hard to decide if you like someone. Feelings are crystal clear. People don't always act on them, but people know what they feel when they feel it. Those who say otherwise are in denial. If you liked her, you would know." Eli says. Is it really that simple?

The bell rings, signaling the five-minute passing period. "Yeah you're probably right," I say as we head off into the direction of our first period class, Chemistry.

People file into the classroom but I can't help but notice Bianca isn't one of them. Where is she? The bell rings again, meaning that class has officially started. She could be running late, or maybe she skipped, or maybe she's sick. I know it's not my place to worry, but I can't help it.

Class finishes up and as I'm heading out Becky grabs me.

"Can we talk?" She asks. Her voice didn't give it away but she looks a little nervous. Am I making her nervous?

"Sure, what's up?" I say.

She looks like she's about to say something but then closes her mouth. She opens it again to speak but changes her mind. After doing that a few more times she finally says something, "Uh, how do you think you did on the test?" That cannot be what she wanted to talk to me about.

"Not too well, I didn't study last night and I couldn't focus today," I reply. During the entire class I was thinking about Bianca and wondering if she was okay. "But that's not really what you wanted to talk about, was it?" I ask, encouraging her to just get it out there, whatever it is she wants to say.

"No it's not. Uh, I was actually wondering if you had a date to the upcoming spring formal. I mean I know it's not for another 2 weeks, and usually the guy asks the girl, not that I abide by gender stereotypes, not that it would be a stereotype if you asked me, and I mean I'm not necessarily asking you either, unless you want to go with me, then I would go with you, but you don't have to go with me, I thought I would at least ask if-" Becky always rambles when she's nervous. It's something I always found cute about her. I'm happy I still make her nervous.

I cut her off, "Becky, slow down. To answer your question, I don't have a date. Whisper Hug is playing and I didn't want to get a date because I will probably end up ditching her half the night." She looks happy that I don't have a date, but disappointed that I don't plan on asking anyone.

"Oh okay. I hope you change your mind about the no-date thing," She says smiling at me before turning to walk down the hallway.

I know if I don't get a move on I'll be late for class but for some reason I find myself walking toward the parking lot. I see Bianca's car parked in the same spot it was yesterday. I hear the bell ring, making it official that I was late for class. Might as well make turn that tardy into an absence.

I don't know what motivates me, or why I'm driving over to Bianca's right now, but something is compelling me to check on her. It's a fast drive with few cars on the road, and before I comprehend what I'm doing and why I'm doing it, I find myself parked in front of Bianca's house.

Not entirely knowing how to proceed, I get out of the car and walk up to her front door. Should I knock? Maybe this was a bad idea. What am I doing here? She probably doesn't want to see me anyways. I decide that coming here was a bad idea after giving myself a little anti-pep talk. Before I make a move to leave, the front door opens and I see Bianca standing there in PJs.

She looks so cute, even without all the make-up and enticing clothes. Immediately I feel a sense of relief overcome me when I see that she's alright and I know that coming here was the right thing to do. It was where I needed to be.

A/N: Please review! PS. Did anyone watch the season 12 finale of Degrassi? Sadly there was no Adam in it but it was still a good episode, especially for Eclare (;