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This will probably suck since it's short and i'm typing this half asleep...AHHH School is a butt :P

Clare's POV

When I got onto the bus…

I have to admitted, I was a little pissed off when the guy ran over my phone. I soon got over it when I saw him. He looked so handsome when the morning's sun hit his face. His eyes were a deep almost forest green color and his hair, jet

black and wet were shining. I can tell I acted shy. I barely looked up at his face! He was generous to at least offer to pay or buy me another cell phone. I did laugh to myself when he was shocked I knew he was a new kid at school. It

was just a guess really since he had his backpack in his car, he was driving in the direction of the school and I had never seen him before. That's when I remember looking at his face. His lips were so full and I started wondering if he was

a good kisser..

"Shit." I said in a whisper to myself.

"Clare. Snap out of it. You don't need another boy now, or at least start thinking about one. Forget it. He probably has a girlfriend. He isn't even your type. You would never go for goth…Right? Remember. Today's the first day of school.

Forget last year and make this year yours." I say in my head.

When the bus arrived at school I got off and started walking towards a bench far from everyone else. I wasn't really in the mood to be near people. I felt like calling Alli so I took out my phone. I groan remembering that guy ran it over. I

figured I would see her later in the day so I dealt with it. I felt like looking over my schedule again, just since I was bored. I skim it over and smile once I read Advance English, Dawes, Period 1, Room 12. Finally. A class where I can be with

others who don't take English as a joke. It was my favourite subject knowing I could spill my emotions freely onto paper and get a good grade for doing it.

"Clare? Edwards?"

I look up and see someone who immediately ruined my mood.

"KC." I reply coldly.

"Wow. You look good! I could barely recognize you. It's been forever hasn't it?" KC says ignoring my tone.

"What do you want?"

"To talk."

"I'm not in the mood, in fact, you have just killed it."

"Look. Let me talk to you now and I'll avoid you for the day."

"Fine."

"Common, let's go somewhere else. This bench is uncomfortable."

He was right. It was uncomfortable. He gets up and holds out his hand. I ignore it. I am not willing to be "kind" to the boy who broke my heart and didn't care about the millions of pieces it broke into. But, I was not willing to show my

sadness in front of him. I had to get over it. I am becoming a new person.

I follow K.C to the picnic tables on the other side a little further down from Degrassi.

We sit across each other and I see a few students and teachers drive into school. This was actually a nice spot. I should come here more often…

"Clare. Remember when we were dating?"

"No KC. I don't remember." I say rolling my eyes

"Clare. Seriously."

"Whatever. Yeah, I remember."

"Well, remember when I said we would be each others firsts?"

That's when the pain started coming back. I wanted to yell, to scream, to cry until my eyes were drained. He was bringing back pain from the past.

"KC I don't want to talk about this."

I start to get up but he reaches across the table and grabs my arm roughly making me sit back down.

"KC, I really want to go now" I say with a little fear in my voice.

"No Clare. Not until we talk about this."

"KC. I DON'T WANT TO."

*SLAP* He slaps my face so hard I can feel the handprint show up a second after he does it.

His face is red and angry. He gets up.

"HEY! What the fuck man. You don't fucking slap girls."

We turn to see the owner of the voice who I had also just met this morning. Thank You Jesus. My hero has come.