Eli sat on Clare's desk and starred down at her in disbelief. His arms were crossed a cross his chest and his eyes looked straight into Clare's. Clare averted her eyes and looked up towards the teacher.

She couldn't look at him; he was obviously upset with her and his eyes made her feel sick. They were dark, cold, and full of what appeared to be confusion.

"He's a Hamilton, Clare. He's related to the kid that killed me. Did you even listen to anything I said last night? Hmm?" Eli asked. Clare didn't look at him, she fiddled with the pen that was in her hands and continued to look at the teacher. Eli wished he could grab her chin and make her look at him.

"Clare will you just talk to me, please?"

Clare let out a small sigh and dug her cell phone out of her pocket. She typed something out on the small keyboard and then set in down the desk so Eli could see.

K.C. might not be related to Tyler. Ever think of that? There are probably a lot of other people with the last name Hamilton.

Eli shook his head and looked back up at Clare.

"K.C. looks exactly like Tyler. He's defiantly related to him."

Before Clare could respond, the bell rang. She stood up and slid her bang onto her shoulder. She began to walk as K.C. stood up and the two bumped into each other. K.C. grabbed onto Clare's arms to keep her from falling over. Clare laughed, somewhat embarrassed.

"I'm so sorry!" She said.

K.C. let go of her arms once she was balanced and smiled widely. "It's alright, Clare." He chuckled slightly. "I'll see you later." He walked over to the door and waved before he left. Clare politely waved back. She could almost hear Eli rolling his eyes from behind her. When she turned around, he was doing just that.

Clare pushed her bag up onto her shoulder and again and rolled her eyes back at him.

"Come on, just walk." She mumbled. She quickly looked around to see if anyone had heard her talking. She was still the new girl and being known as the "Weird girl that talks to herself" wasn't something she wanted.

As she and Eli walked down the hall, see thought about how much she wished Adam was in school. He had missed the bus today and was not coming in until later. She needed a friend by her side at the moment. Not a dead one that was currently mad at her. She needed a normal friend that would be able to make her feel sane.

Adam was her comic relief. She needed him at a time like this, when everything seemed so tense and unpredictable.

Eli didn't say anything to Clare as they walked down the hall. He was a few inches away from her and his hands were stuffed in his pockets. He looked down at the floor as he walked. Clare could hear Eli muttering something under his breath. She couldn't make it out, but she figured Eli didn't want her to hear what he was saying.

Clare pushed open the door to her math class. She walked in and peered around. No one was there. She waited until the door to the classroom was completely shut before she spoke.

"So are you mad at me or something?" Clare placed her hands on her hips and tilted her head slightly to the side. "Why can't I go out to eat with some friends?"

Eli ran a hand through his hair and groaned. "He's related to Tyler, Clare. He could hurt you! Just like Tyler hurt me."

Clare scoffed. "That's not a valid excuse. Just because they may be relateddoes not mean K.C. is anything like Tyler. I mean look at you and your dad. The two of you are nothing alike."

"That's because my father is a lying asshole and I am not! And can you please not bring up my family? Were talking about K.C. right now." Eli yelled.

Clare was taken back by the fact that Eli had yelled at her. She knew it was partly her fault. She shouldn't have brought up his father.

"Fine." Clare whispered before she sat down in her seat. Eli walked over and sat down on the desk in front of her. People began to walk into the class room and take their seats. Clare pulled out her math notebook and folder and set them on her desk.

The math teacher walked in not long after the bell rang. Clare began to write down the notes that the teacher wrote on the chalk board.

"I'm sorry for yelling at you Clare. I shouldn't have freaked out on you like that. You didn't do anything wrong. I just… I don't want you to get hurt. I don't know what I would do if anything bad were to happen to you." Eli said. He leaned forward so that he was closer to Clare, who was bent over in her desk writing down notes. "Forgive me, Edwards?"

Clare smiled and scribbled down her response on the corner of her paper.

Of course, Goldsworthy.

Eli sighed in relief. "Thank you." He moved around a bit on the desk and got comfortable.

"So…are you really going to go to lunch with K.C.?" Eli asked. He hoped she would say no, but he knew that

Yes. I'm still going to lunch with him. But there are going to be other people there too. Clare wrote on the paper.

"Okay…It's just…like I said before; I don't want anything bad happen to you." Eli said.

Nothing will happen to me, I promise.

"You can't promise that, Clare. There's always a possibility that…" Eli trailed off. He pulled at the neck of his black t-shirt, suddenly feeling suffocated by it.

What if you tagged along with us? Clare wrote down on the paper, before looking up t him.

"Like come along with the two of you… on your date?" Eli asked, arching an eyebrow.

It's not a date! Were going to lunch, with other people.

"If you say so and…if you don't mind me tagging along with you…" Eli met Clare's gaze.

Her eyes answered his question. They said 'Not at all'.

"Okay. I guess I'll go with you." Eli said.

K.C. may be able to help us.

"How?" Eli asked.

Clare looked at her teacher when she heard her name called. The teacher motioned her to come up to the board. There was a problem that was on the her math homework from last night, written on the board. Clare guessed she that she had to go up there and answer it, but she hadn't been able to do her homework last night. She was busy talking to Eli.

Eli noticed the look of fear on Clare face. He quickly looked over the question.

"X equals -8 and Y equals 5" He said.

Clare shot him a quick "Thank you" look before she got up and walked to the board.

Clare wrote down the answer on the board and returned to her seat. The teacher congratulated her for getting the answer right. Clare nodded her head and looked down at the notebook on her desk.

Thank you. Are you some sort of closet math genies? Clare scribbled down on the paper.

Eli smirked. "Not really. So back to K.C., how do you think he can help us?"

Well I mean if K.C. is related to Tyler, he could probably give us some information about him. Which might help us figure out why you are here.

"Why would information about Tyler help us figure out why I'm here?"

What if Tyler has something to do with you not moving on after you died?

Eli scratched his chin. "I've never thought about that…"

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Clare shifted her weight from one foot to another. K.C. was going meet her at any moment. Clare looked around to make sure there was no one that could hear her, before she spoke to Eli.

"Okay, you have to promise me you'll be good. No throwing stuff or making weird noises to freak K.C. out." Clare said.

"I'll try my hardest." Eli retorted.

"Eli…" Clare scolded.

"Fine…I'll be on my best behavior." Eli promised.

"Clare! Hey." K.C. jogged out of the front doors of Degrassi and up to Clare.

Clare smiled "Hey."

"So The Dot is just down the road a little bit." K.C. motioned to the street.

Clare nodded and the two (with Eli trailing behind them) walked down the street.

Clare walked down the road with K.C. next to her. He was talking about basketball and how much it helped him find himself.

"You know Clare. You should come to one of my basketball games. I think you would have some fun." K.C. said taking a side glance towards Clare.

"Oh…I uh don't know that much about basketball." Clare admitted looking down at her shoes.

"Well we could always hang out sometimes and I could teach you a little bit about it." K.C. suggested.

From behind her Clare heard Eli scoff.

"Over my dead body." He mumbled. Then he chuckled. "Oh, wait."

Clare couldn't help but roll her eyes and smile.