A/N: Hey guys and gals, if you haven't noticed, I AM CONTINUING THIS STORY! :D Thank you so much elipassedhisfrenchexam, EliLover, and clareandeliforever. :) Your ideas helped me a lot (insert heart here.) Also, I am planning on changing the name of this story but I have no clue on what it should be, so if you have any suggestions I'm all ears. The title has to do something with the summary though, which I also changed. It is now: Clare and Eli are friends. Maybe friends with benefits? But it seems as if whenever they're so close to being together, something or someone comes in between them. Will they pull through in the end, or was it just never meant to be? Any ideas? Help pleaseee. Anywho, enjoy chapter 5! :D
Disclaimer: I do not own Degrassi. I do own Nick though (who's picture is on my profile!)
"Dad! It's not what you think! Eli and I were just…uh…about to practice our, um, french?" It came out as more of a question and I mentally cursed at myself for not coming up with a better, more believable excuse.
"Actually sir, I was just about to go. Text you later Clare." Eli winked at me before walking back to his car and driving off. I sighed dreamily before my father coughed, snapping me out of my daze.
"Clare Edwards, get in here right now!" My dad commanded. I slowly walked through the house door.
"Clare, please explain to me what I witnessed out there, or was about to witness. And don't use anymore 'it was for french' excuses because I know very well you have never taken a French class in your life." He seemed calmer now, but his voice was still serious and his face was stern.
"Well dad, I honestly don't know. We were just caught up in the moment I guess. Nothing happened before you showed though, honestly. He's just my English partner." I mumbled the last part, but I'm pretty sure he heard.
He sighed and rubbed his forehead. "We'll talk more about this when I get home young lady. I was just about to head to work before I caught you out there with that…boy. Oh and your mother went shopping with Aunt Lori. I don't expect her to be home until 7 or so. Looks like you have the house to yourself for a few hours. Don't invite anyone over and…Behave." He gave me one final glance before walking out the door and slamming it shut behind him.
I sighed, relieved. I was off the hook, for now. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and looked at the time. 4:47, about 3 more hours of solitude. I looked around the now empty house. It was so quiet. I decided to take a walk. I went into the kitchen and grabbed the spare house keys off the counter.
Then I went outside, and locked the door behind me. It was a warm sunny day, perfect for a walk. As my feet hit the pavement, I couldn't help but think about what happened only a couple minutes ago. Eli almost kissed me. I almost kissed Eli. We had only known eachother for what, 3 days? It just wasn't right. But then again, I actually wanted to kiss him. I actually wanted to feel his lips on mine. I was disappointed when my dad walked out and stopped it from happening. Wait Clare, enough! You shouldn't be thinking like this! I shook my head, trying to get rid of all that was in it.
I stopped walking for a second and took a look at my surroundings. I had walked my way to The Dot. I checked the time on my phone once again. 5:03. Might as well just hang around here for a while. I walked through the doors of the restaurant, hearing the bells chime above my head as I did.
I took a seat at one of the tall stools in front of the counter.
"Edwards? Back so soon?" I smiled at Peter.
"Well, you know, I just can't get enough of this place. It's kind of an addiction if you ask me." Peter returned the smile as he cleaned his hands on his apron.
Behind me, I heard the bells chime from above the door. I didn't bother turn around though. I did, however, turn to the right when I heard someone pull the chair out from beside me and take a seat. My eyes widened slightly. It was a boy I had never seen before, although he was very very attractive. He turned and looked at me. He looked about 17. His eyes lingered up and down my body, before landing back up at my eyes. He smiled and I blushed. I looked down at my hands, not wanting to meet his eyes again.
"What can I get for you?" Peter asked the handsome stranger.
"Coke and cheeseburger please." I saw Peter nod his head and turn around to fulfill his order.
His voice was so smooth and boyish. It wasn't too low, but it wasn't high pitched either. It was just right.
I looked up from my lap, this time taking in his features since he was no longer looking at me. He had brown hair, with some blonde parts here and there. It was long, almost like Eli's, but maybe a bit longer and straighter. His hair swooped over his light brown eyes. He had two lip piercings, or as I hear people like to call snake bites. His lips were full and pink. His skin was an olive-y color. He was wearing a white shirt, with pink, blue and yellow writing on the front. He had on dark skinny jeans and black Vans. His left hand was covered in bracelets and—
"Here you go, cheeseburger and coke." Peter's voice snapped me back to reality and I turned my stare away from the boy.
"Thanks" he said, handing Peter money. I wonder what his name is…
I could feel someone's gaze on me. Slowly, cautiously, I looked to my right. There he was, smiling at me, his lips rings gleaming in the light.
"Can I, uhh, help you?" I asked shyly.
"Actually, yes. Ever since I saw you checking me out, I've been wanting to know your name." I cocked an eyebrow
"I was checking you out? You were the one practically undressing me with your eyes!" I stated, trying to hide my smile
"Hmm, I don't recall." He was still smiling, and this time I couldn't help but smile back.
"Yeah, sure. Anyways, my name is Clare. And you are?"
"Nick." That definitely suits him.
"So Nick, I've never seen you around here before, and I've lived here my whole life."
"Maybe you're just blind," he chuckled. I glared at him.
"Ok ok, if you really want to know, I just moved here. I used to live in New York until my dad's job got transferred over here." I nodded.
"Do you know what school you'll be going too?" Maybe a school called Degrassi…
"Yeah, Degrassi or something like that." Yes!
"Really? I go there!" I noticed how excited I sounded and felt embarrassed.
He laughed, "Someone's a little happy about that, eh?" he grinned at me and I blushed.
"Um, anyways, are you liking it in Toronto so far?" I asked, attempting to change the subject.
"Definitely, there's lots of cute girls." I rolled my eyes.
"Typical boy," I mumbled.
"What was that?" Nick asked
"Oh, nothing," I said, as I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I pulled it out and noticed I had received a text from Eli. I read the text and it said:
Eli: Hey Clare-bear, had fun with you today. Minus the crazed dad part.
I smiled. My dad did look pretty crazy when he saw my and Eli almost—
"Who's Eli?" A voice said above me. I looked up and almost jumped out of my seat when I noticed Nick's face looking down at my phone, reading my text message. I quickly snapped the phone shut, which caused Nick to look up and grin.
"Sorry, didn't mean to frighten you," He laughed
"Well I didn't exactly expect to see your face right in front of me, reading my text messages, the second I look up. Which might I point out is an invasion of privacy," I retorted.
"Hey! I was just a little curious, you can't really blame me. I mean, I didn't know you had a boyfriend." My eyes grew wide as he said this.
"W-what? Eli is not my boyfriend! He's just my…my friend."
"Friend with benefits?" he questioned immediately
"No! Just friend." He smiled
"Good." Good? What does he mean good?
"Listen Clare, I have to get going or my parentals will flip. I'm starting Degrassi on Monday so I'll see you then," he started looking around, before his eyes landed on the notepad and pen Peter uses to write down orders. He picked it up and wrote something on it. Then he ripped the page out and put the other stuff back on the counter.
"If you ever wanna hang out or talk before then, just text or call" He handed me the paper, before winking at me, and strolling out of The Dot.
I glanced down at the paper. It had what I assumed to be Nick's number on it.
I smiled, before I stood up. I glanced around for a bit before my eyes saw Nick's plate full of food. Untouched and unwanted. I rolled my eyes and laughed before walking out the door and starting my walk back home.
A/N: What'd you guys think? Oh and if you want to see what Nick looks like there's a picture on my profile, which I stated earlier. I'm trying to write longer chapters, key word trying. Haha. Don't forget to leave a review telling me your thoughts about Nick and all that jazz. :)