WARNING: ignoring people, guy liner, snooping around && plan devising!
Chapter Twenty-Six: The Plan (Eli's POV)
It's been a solid week since I began to re-attend at Degrassi. It isn't all that fun. When I'm around, people stare at me like some freak show. I try to keep my head high and try not to let the rumors bother me. But deep down.. They do. The things people say, it's pathetic. The only one to not stare at me seems to be Clare, despite that I every time I try, KC happens to take her attention away, before giving me a dirty look. I saw what he was doing. He grabbed her delicate wrists in a tight grip and slammed her small body against the bus. I saw from a distance that he was close to her face, spitting words like a bullet. She didn't say anything, but as I had gotten closer, I saw that she was scared. Scared that he would hurt her any further than that. Of course my little comment must have pissed him off, he must have done more to her. I only see a bit of delight in Clare's eyes as she talks with Alli, who had returned completely different from the Alli I knew. She seemed to wear more conserved clothes apart from the more sultry ones she would always be wearing. I sighed heavily and pressed my head against Morty's steering wheel. I didn't want to come back here, if I could I would drop out and never be seen again, but the only thing that keeps me going is Clare. I lifted my head and grabbed my backpack, slinging it across my shoulder as I exited Morty. I walked down the familiar parking lot leading to Degrassi. I saw people distance themselves away from me. I scoffed and only continued to walk, ignoring the whispers of my classmates. After entering Degrassi, I realized that I had some time to kill before first period starts. I figure that it'd be better to use the washroom now than never. I walked into the empty washroom and checked my reflection. Heavy bags under my emeralds. I sighed and rubbed my eyes, some eye liner coming off onto my pale hands. "Dammit." I cursed. I reached into my backpack, pulling out eyeliner pencil, I began to put some on darker, until the door opened, I quickly heard Fitz's laugh and I rushed into a stall. I stood still as I saw them enter into the washroom. "God, Clare is really pissing me off." KC growled, I scowled as he had this grimace on his face. Fitz chuckled. "Oh really? Well you left Juno behind and now she's famous and you get back to Mother Theresa and now your sick of her?" Fitz asked, pulling out many papers from the dispenser and throwing them on the floor. KC sighed. "Well at first, I just wanted into her pants." KC began. My grip on my eyeliner pencil became tighter and I could feel it puncture my palm. "But I figured she probably banged that basket case so.." KC trailed off, the air thick of anger. "So now your just treating her like a punching bag?" Fitz asked, his eyes awaiting for an answer. "You do know that she could tell anyone at any time right?" KC scoffed. "As if. I threatened her that I would hurt loony boy if she ever told. She hasn't told a soul." Fitz chuckled. "Nice KC." I grimaced. This wasn't fair. To punish Clare for dating me? Or maybe it could be something else, whatever it was, it wasn't okay to hurt a girl, especially Clare. "Well what are you going to do?" Fitz asked, his voice high on enthusiasm. "I have this plan to really punish her for checking out crazy head." KC said. Checking me out? I smiled smugly, so she was looking at me. Nice. My mind suddenly snapped back thinking of KC and Fitz's plan. "So I figure that I could tell her to meet be behind The Dot. She's met be behind there, so I force myself on her." KC explained. My grip became more tighter. "So she'll think it's the usual and meet me there, but when in reality it's me and you." KC said. Fitz had a confused face. "I still don't get it." Fitz said, scratching his short messy brown hair. KC sighed. "We'll attack her. Get it now?" KC said aggravated. Fitz's eyes widen and then he smiled. "I like that Guthrie. Smart. How bad though?" KC smirked. "As bad as I want it to be." KC murmured. "What time?" Fitz asked. KC immediate hushed Fitz and I thought that someone had come in, but I heard snickers instead. Confused I looked through the crack again. "Oh how about 4:00pm?" KC said aloud. Fitz snickered. "Yeah. I'll be there KC." With that the two left. I exited the cubicle and stared still shocked at the conversation. I couldn't believe this was happening. The first bell had rung, I could her scatters outside, I didn't budge. They were planning to hurt Clare at 4:00. Of course I could tell Clare myself. But she'd never believe me, she'd think that I'd be making it up so she and KC would break up. So I'm going with option two. I'll be there at 4:00. I'll be there with her until they come along. I couldn't go through it alone, I'd need help. I'd need Adam's assistance. Who is goth kid without his sidekick, the dude with the beanie? KC and Fitz wouldn't know what hit them. I smirked to myself and stuffed the eyeliner in my pocket and exited the washroom. A officer eyeing me before I walked to my French class down the hall. "I won't let you get hurt. I'll prevent this one." I murmured to empty air. I could feel sudden breezes and knew that I was protected.
:O! I know that this chapter isn't long, but the next one should be! It'll be in Clare's POV, but OMG! KC and Fitz devising a plan to hurt Clare and Eli overhearing. 4:00pm. He better be there. So weird that I'm listening to the old Degrassi theme song. "Whatever it takes!" The one with the choir of kids and the lady singing, before the studz! Now I'm thinking back to braces Emma and popularity seeker Manny! OH the good Degrassi times! Anyways!. Don't forget too…
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