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My eyebrows furrowed as soon as I realized this was one of those Rules & Regulation letters. Great, I thought. More rules added to a high school. As if high school wasn't harsh and challenging enough.

"Clare honey? What is it?" My mom wondered, "PTA meetings? Midterms?"

"I don't even know. It seems like an important message. Signed by the whole staff..."

I didn't let myself ponder any more than I already was. I sat down on the soft floral chair, and scanned the whole paper with my eyes. The more I read, the more nervous and horrified I became. No... This couldn't be...

But I already knew the answer before I even read it. So this was what Mr. Simpson was talking about. These were the rather harsh consequences that awaited the students after break.

Concerned by my expression, Aunt Laura spoke first. "What happened? Why are you so concerned? Bad grades?" This question was followed by a quick chuckle, because the idea of me getting bad grades was like Eli being super preppy. Like Adam hating his comic books. Like Alli being disgusted by fashion. I could go on forever. I didn't mean to sound snobby though. It's not like I think I am a genius and better than everyone else. No, it's simply the fact that I, and everyone else around me are so used to the Overachiever Clare, that if she simply got a B, hell would have frozen over.

"No... Oh no. This is a list filled with new rules and regulations... Ugh, great! Mr. Simpson wasn't kidding when he told us to expect the worst." I felt sick to my stomach; it seemed like Degrassi was really going to change this semester. We weren't going to recognize it. At all.

"Why would they send out new rules? Do they do that in the middle of the year? Something happened?" she wondered.

Aunt Laura didn't know about the incident at Vegas night. My parents never really brought it up unless it was completely necessary. They hated talking about it. Mostly, or should I say all because Eli had a huge part in it. No, I haven't told them about my relationship with Eli-I couldn't dare. They would have been very judgmental, rude and would probably ban me from seeing him. Of course that would have never stopped me and Eli from seeing each other, even if we only recently became official. Besides, we were very good friends. And you can't force your daughter to stop seeing a really good friend. Or rather one of your best friends.

They did, however, know that Eli was my English partner, and were worried about my sake, for they thought Eli was some kind of monster psycho who got in a knife fight at school. No matter how many times I told them that Eli didn't have anything to do with the knife, they wouldn't change their mind.

"Honey. He is a young boy. Don't you know what these teenagers do these days? They get involved in drugs, fist fights, knife fights... He obviously had something to do with it, don't deny it."

And when I started denying it, they interrupted, "Why are you so protective of him anyways? He is only your English partner. How do you know what goes on in his life and head? Don't be so naive, Clare."

They were impossible! Once they stuck to an opinion, they wouldn't let go. They were like stubborn five year old kids or something! I still stuck to Eli's side though, claiming that he was indeed my friend, and I knew what kind of person he was. This made them worried, for they thought Eli was very immature and troublesome for getting involved with a knife, even if he didn't have anything to do with it. Finally, I got annoyed of this discussion and headed to my room, shutting the door and listening to music on Eli's amazing headphones.

This was just what I wanted. For my parents to disapprove of Eli. And just when I was beginning to think about inviting him over for a visit, they made it worse. I guess I would have to wait for them to cool down, and forget about this.

Anyways, I hastily told Aunt Laura about the incident, trying to take blame off Eli's shoulders as much as possible. As I talked, her eyes rounded in surprise and shock. She started ranting about the same thing, just like my mom. Oh, how they were similar.

"And you say you were right there? Next to the knife? Oh, but Clare you could have been hurt! Why didn't you run and get help?"

What kind of question was this? Run and leave Eli behind, who was scared to death, about to be stabbed any moment? Leave my boyfriend whom I liked very much, to die?

But of course, I didn't tell her about the boyfriend part.

"Aunt Laura, you would have been scared and shocked too, " I exclaimed. "How do you expect me to run away and leave a friend defenseless and alone? I know I wouldn't have been able to do anything, but I would never run. At least I could have done a part and talked him out of stabbing, instead of running like a scared chicken!"

She seemed to be taken aback by this. She was probably wondering how in the world did Saint Clare talk back? Well, I didn't have a choice. I was sick of my family accusing me of doing the wrong thing. I would like to see them in my place, in front of a knife, having your boyfriend backed in the corner, about to be stabbed, and run for help. They would have never done it, I knew that. But that is what happens when you talk trashy about Eli. About my Eli.

Annoyed by this, I strolled upstairs to my bedroom, and shut the door. I decided to read the letter in private, so I wasn't interrupted by Mom and Laura telling me useless things. Jumping oh my bed, I made myself comfortable, and decided to finally face this terror and read the new rules that would most likely make everyone wish they went to a different school. I knew this right away after my eyes caught the phrase "Security will guard every entrance in Degrassi, will be walking around in the halls, and will check every student's bag(s) for their own safety." on the letter.

~This chapter is slightly longer than others. I tried to make up as much as possible for keeping you guys waiting for about 5 days.! So sorry! But my school started... fun :) not.

~I literally wrote this story at midnight, so you might come across many MISSPELLINGS.. please sorry and ignore them :)

~HOPE YOU LIKE THIS! I know its kind of boring, but next will be cool :) and longer.

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