French is usually long and boring in general, but when you have it first period, it feels like an eternity, maybe longer. It's required that we take French since were in Canada, so pointless and a waste of time. I always wondered if Americans felt the same way about Spanish even though they can take French, not fair, i would like to have options about which language i would like to take in high school, it would be cool to learn German or Chinese... At least advanced English was next, one of the few classes that I actually looked forward to. Today I was even more ecstatic about going to English cause I was dying to know what grade I got with my current paper, the one about Julia.
When I got into the classroom I realized that Mrs. Dawes had rearranged the seating arrangements. Once again i'm in the front, great...
"Alright Gentle people," Mrs. Dawes began as we took our seats, "These will be your new seating arrangements for the next few weeks, please take the time now to introduce yourselves."
I felt a tap on my shoulder. "Hi, I'm Clare Edwards." I turned around in my seat and saw that one girl from the other day, since when was she in my class; then again I'm not the most vigilant person when it comes to noticing people and remembering their names.
I cocked an eyebrow "I ran over your glasses, didn't I?" God Eli! think of something to say or ask...
She looked down at her desk and bit her lip. "Yea, you did, but don't worry about it, I was going to throw them away anyways."
"Good," I leaned in and lowered my voice, almost at whispering level, "You look fantastic without them."
She was blushing even more now and her pretty blue eyes traveled to the floor like she was trying to avoid eye contact with me. "Uh, um, thanks, what's your name again?"
"Elijah Goldsworthy, but you can just call me Eli." I smirked
"Alright everyone, please turn your attention back here while I read you a magnificent writing piece that a student of mine did a long time ago." Mrs. Dawes announced pacing around
Half way through the reading I got tempted with my sharpie and started to color my fingernails, completely shutting out Mrs. Dawes. It wasn't like Mrs. Dawes nor was the letter she was reading boring, every time I see my sharpie out, I get tempted to color something. My mind suddenly turned back in when she finally announced that she was going to give us back our assignments.
She went around the room with our assignments in our hands. "Some of the greatest works of all time, letters, they reveal the hearts and souls of world leaders, of great artists, and now of you."
FUCK YEA! I am so thrilled right now that I got an A. I worked so hard on this baby. Mrs. Dawes put 'fantastic work, way to get deep with your writing.' I smiled to myself.
"Mrs. Dawes, there must be some sort of mistake, I've never gotten a C, how did this happen?" Clare asked from behind
"Well…" Mrs. Dawes started, "your earliest assignments were divined, but recently your writing has become….distant; impersonal."
"I used complex sentence structure and vocabulary." Clare argued. I rolled my eyes; god one C is not the end of the world…. Okay maybe I would be a little upset if I got a C too, but at least wait until after class to talk to Mrs. Dawes instead of complaining about it during class!
Mrs. Dawes stopped right next to me to look at Clare. "Yes, but your assignment didn't tell me anything about who you are; what you want. You can't hide behind vampire fiction forever." So she's the vampire writer….. I remembered someone telling me about her and her stories, see i'm pretty bad with names.
"I'm not hiding." Clare mumbled
Mrs. Dawes cocked her head back at Clare again. "Then prove it...to your writing partner." She said pointing at me, wait a minute….
"Me?" I asked
"Yea," She turned around and looked at me directly in the eye, "You write well, but you're a little…wordy, you and Clare will be editing each other's work for the rest of this semester." Of course I get stuck with her, not that it's a bad thing or anything, actually, this could be a good thing, I can probably tease her more and how was I 'wordy'?
"Great, that'll be fun…" Clare mumbled in annoyance. This is going to be better than I thought, I can already tell.
"We may have a very special partnership on our hands people," Mrs. Dawes Jokingly commented, pointing at me and Clare, "Oh, Like Sylvia Plath and Ted Hughes."
"Sylvia Plath killed herself." Clare responded with a bitter tone, i heard some people snicker. Aww, how cute, she's already denying her feeling for me.
The remaining rest of the time was just rereading our essays and going over them. Once the period was over, I got up and stopped in front of Clare in the doorway, I smirked at her annoyance. When I walked away I could hear her grumble in annoyance over to her Indian friend, oh this is going to be such a fun year…
As I walked down the halls I bumped into some tall brown haired guy. "WATCH WHERE YOUR GOING EMO BOY!" He yelled, walking down the halls again.
"Emo boy, Is that seriously the best you can come up with." I asked
He stopped and turned back towards me. "Don't make me hurt you."
I smirked. "Ooh, I'm so scared." I sarcastically said
Next thing I knew he with holding me with my shirt collar against a locker. "You think you're all that emo boy, huh?" he growled. He looked down the hall to see an older looking Asian man; probably a teacher looking at me, the guy quickly put me back down. "You better watch out this year."
I watched him walk off. Another exciting event for this year, getting into fights with that douche. I enjoyed getting in fights, they were so…invigorating, it was like a ride at the carnival; you get that exhilarating feeling and you feel like you're on top of the world, but then when you get off sometimes you're ok or other times you peed yourself or you get sick. When I was nine, there was this kid at my school name Mike, he was a total jerk, and no matter what I did he would always end up beating me up. After that I started to train myself so I could fight back harder and win. I always won my battle, always."
When I got home I saw a note from my pops on the kitchen counter.
Eli,
Will be working later overtime again, fill free to eat anything from the fridge.
Dad
Figures, my dad is always never home. It's like I live on my own in this dark cold place. It usually has its ups and downs. The ups being that I get my own independence time with no nagging parents and I can pretty much do what I want, then again, it gets lonely after a while. When my dad started to become obsessed with his career I was around ten and it would be terrified about being the only person sleeping in a big house, my old house of course. I always worried about someone kidnapping me or someone robbing my stuff in the middle of the night. I got used to it as I got older, don't get me wrong I still have that worried feeling but it's not as bad as it was a few years ago.
I grabbed a soda and made myself a PB&J sandwich. As I was eating my inquisitive mind was bugging me to go on some site called fanfiction and read one of Clare Edwards's vampire stories. When a girl name Holly J was showing me around the school my first day, thats what her name was, I told her about how much I loved writing and she had mentioned Clare and her astounding vampire fanfiction stories she went by Madame Degrassi as her username. When I finally found Madame Degrassi, I taken aback when I noticed that her stories were 'mature content'. It just seemed like since she's a good little church girl her stories would be innocent and barely any swearing. I was shocked yet impressed with her and her writing. I actually felt myself hooked onto her stories. It was incredible how many people had liked and reviewed her stories.
After two hours with reading her stories I finally felt my eyelids becoming and decided to call it a night. Now that I've read some of stories I'm actually more excited about being Clare's English partner.
Ok so i totally made up the language school system part cause one i'm American so i wouldent know and two its fanfiction! anyways the chapters will get longer as they go on and i will do one chapter per every episode that Eli is in, so it might be awhile before the big kiss between ECLARE :)