Authors note. My BFF loves da story so far! Mostly this chapter though. She keeps bugging me to make more .

Disclaimer. I dont own degrassi, or da characters.

Eli sat staring quietly at the paper on the desk in front of him. The assignment, to write a short tragedy... easy enough for Eli anyway, but he would not relate it, in any way, to any part of his actual life. Clare Whispered to Adam "Hey, do you have any clue what's up with Eli? He has been acting pretty weird today." She looked over at Eli, a worried expression painted onto her face.

"Bi dunno dude." Adam was scratching his head, trying to think up a tragedy that would at least pass.

"Well." She looked down and looked back up at Adam with hope filled eyes, "He will talk to you about it." she emphasized.

"Dude," Adam looked up from his paper, "Bi would rather not be the 'go between' again. Why don't you ask him?" his eyes averted back to his tragedy in progress.

"Alright." Clare gave in, "After school. Will you at least go with me? to back me up maybe?" She tilted her head a little.

"And be the third wheel?"

"Adam." Clare whined.

"Fine!" He sighed. So it was set, Adam would go with Clare to ask the seemingly depressed teen what was wrong.

The period had painfully stretched itself out for at least two students, only to end with a hasty exit by Eli. Adam and Clare followed close behind him, just as they got close he dashed into a nearby restroom.

"Adam?" Clare looked at him, her eyes flooded with fear and confusion.

"Fine." He grunted and entered into the restroom, not seeing Eli, he quickly realized one of the stall doors had just closed with a quiet thunk. "Eli?" the sound of puking emanated from the recently closed stall. Stalking over to the stall, he echoed himself, "Eli?"

"Just a seco-" the sound of puking once again flooded the restroom, "Just a second." the small weak voice Adam heard come from the stall was riddled with pain and something Adam had never heard in Eli's voice before, it was so different, so... unfamiliar, it caused him to shiver.

"Dude?" The noise of vicious dry-heaving cut into the air, "Are you alright?"

"Mhm." Finally finishing up his puking fit, Eli opened the creaky stall door to reveal a horridly ill face, dark circles hung under his bloodshot eyes, an unforgiving scowl stuck upon a pale twisted face, "I'm good." he attempted a smile which ended up just coming out to make him look even more sick and even a little pathetic, "How are you?" he questioned walking nonchalantly over to the porcelain white sinks to wash his hands.

"Dude!" Adam asserted.

"What?" Eli raised an eyebrow, looking at the murky water in the sink, refusing to face the friend he was protecting.

"Look at me!" Adam sighed. Eli peeked up, stared for a few seconds, and looked back to his hands, which he were now drying, "Dude! Speak!"

"Okay," He sighed as he looked up at Adam, "I'm speaking,"He shrugged, watching Adam as he backed up to the door, "Still speaking," he shook his head a little, "And... were done!" he quickly exited the restroom, passing Clare, shooting her a quick, pain filled glance. Adam came out of the restroom a few seconds later.

"Adam?" Clare's eyes were again filled with fear and confusion.

"Sorry," He sighed, "The man wouldn't talk. But when bi came in he was in one of the stalls... Puking." He emphasized, sounding concerned.

"Oh," Clare sighed, "we need to tell someone, a- a teacher? Maybe the principal?" Clare searched for the perfect answer.

"I'm not sure?" Adam then thought it over, "Actually?" He tilted his head, "Yeah, Bi agree man." he proceeded to nod his head vigorously.

"Alright, we'll tell principal Simpson."

Meanwhile...

Eli slowly climbed into his vintage hearse and locked the doors, brutally smashing the lock button down with his fist. Doubling over in the front seats,he knocked an old empty mocha monster can onto the pitch black carpet of his hearse. He gripped his stomach thinking of what happened. He couldn't believe he would actually let that happen to him, actually, yes, it was to protect Morty and his best friends, it would be worth it in the end... right? Oh no no no He grabbed a hold of his dark hair and pulled it as hard as he could without pulling it out. At that moment, he deliriously decided he would stay there. Yes! He would stay there, safe, inside of the big black vehicle he called his own, until it was time for some other creep to drive this hearse... with him in the back.

How pitiful he had felt! How stupid! He would not accept the way his own self was acting. Sprinting into the school he passed Fitz, who shot him an evilly lustful look, it made him shiver, but he kept his ground and kept running. He finally came across Drew, the brother of the person he was actually looking to run into.

"Uhh, yeah, hi. Drew is it?" Eli raised an eyebrow, "Your Adam's brother?"

"Uhh.." The tall brown haired boy glanced around the empty hallways, everyone had already gone home, "Yeah, and yes? Your Adams friend?" He didn't much enjoy the fact that his little brother was friends with such an emo looking boy.

"Yeah." He bit his lip a little, "Do you happen to know where Adam is by any chance? Bi mean, he is your brother." He smirked a little at the handsome boy standing before him.

"Probably at home..." He raised an eyebrow, "Why?"

"Oh." Eli looked away but looked straight back into Drew's beautiful brown eyes, "Bi just need to tell him something." He looked around. "Yeah. So, bi was gonna head over to your house, you know, to talk to Adam?" Eli's hand went up tp the back of his head, his eyes were rolling across Drew's face uneasily, "Do you... maybe... need a ride or something?" He shrugged his shoulders and brought out his most charming smile.

"Oh!" Drew was taken aback a little by this offer, "Oh, no. Sorry, my mom is here to pick me up." He laughed nervously and held out his hand for Eli to shake it, "Its nice 'meeting' you though." Eli just glanced at his hand, one corner of his mouth turning up a little, "Guess bi will see you at my house then." Drew slowly lowered his hand and walked away.

Eli followed the muscley boy out but spilt up with him once he saw Morty, right where he left him. Hi trotted over to the car, somewhat eager to get to the Torres abode. He needed to tell Adam about what was going on, yet, he didn't know if he could. It was all to protect Clare, Morty, and the one he was going to talk to. As he drove up, closer to Adams house, his stomach began to knot up. He felt sick. Stopping a few housed over to think. A few minutes later he heard a small knock on his darkly tinted window. Rolling it down he realized that it was Drew.

"Drew?" He jumped a little at the sight of him, he thought, why would someone like him ever openly approach a hearse?

"Yeah..." He rested his elbow on the window, "You scared or something'?" He wondered, raising an eyebrow.

"What do you mean?" Eli scratched his chin.

"You stopped... And your not even at the house yet?" he pointed a few houses down.

"Oh..." Eli looked down a little, "Yeah, Bi cant-" He massaged his temples a little as a faint hue of red enveloped his cheeks. "Bi cant tell him." He sighed.

"What is it?" He had a puzzled look on his handsome face, "Wait!" His eyes widened a little, "You don't-!"

"NO!" Eli shook his head rapidly, "Oh, god! No no no!" He shivered at the thought of liking his best friend. "It's just-" He looked away, "Never mind. Bi cant tell anyone. Bi have to go." He began to roll up his window.

"Hey!" Drew held his large hands above the window to stop him from rolling the window up the rest of the way, "If this problem is really that bad, it just makes it that much more important to tell someone about it."

"Bi cant... If bi do-." He stopped, shut his eyes, opened them and looked straight into Drew's, "If bi do he will hurt Adam and Clare!" The words escaped his mouth like bats outta' hell!

"Woah woah woah!" Drew backed up a little, "What? Okay, you are going to have to back up and tell me the whole story."

"The whole story?" Eli scratched the back of his head.

"Yeah... Please?" Drew raised an eyebrow.

"It may take a while."

"Well. Why don't you come in then? I'll have my mom make snacks or something."

"Oh!" Eli was surprised that Drew had actually invited him into his house, to talk with him,"Yeah.. Okay?" He slowly exited his hearse and followed the handsome, brown haired football player into his house.

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