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WHAT AN ASSHOLE-CHAPTER 5
ELI'S PERSPECTIVE
Ha-ha.
Oh Clare.
You have no idea who the fuck you're dealing with.
I couldn't not burst out in laughter at the thought of Clare actually trying to get back at me for what I've done to her.
Unlike her, I can take people talking shit about me.
And, unlike her, I don't have to cry every time someone calls me something I don't like.
But, usually everyone knows better than to say something or I'll kick their ass.
I should have known that the whole Clare looking hotter than usual thing was a set up.
If she thinks she can take my clothes, cut them, and get away with it she can dream the fuck on.
I'm going to make her life a living hell...with me in it of course...
CLARE'S PERSPECTIVE
I walked into school, hesitantly of course, trying to keep my distance from several staring teenagers.
"I can't believe she did that..." someone whispered.
My head spun and everyone spread out glaring at me like I was some experiment with a disease.
Rumors.
Stupid Rumors.
I sighed, as a huge crowd surrounded my locker.
"What's going on?" I asked Adam.
Adam sighed and said, "Another one of Eli's jokes I presume..."
I stood on my tippy toes trying to see past the huge crowd.
Soon enough I got sick of waiting and said, "Excuse me," while gently shoving through the crowd.
Once I reached my locker, I came eye to eye with Eli who leaned on his locker right next to mine, smirking.
"Good morning Clare," he said as my eyes averted to the collage of condoms tapped to my locker.
Their was no possible way I could open my locker now because their was a condom wrapped around the lock.
"Really?" I asked.
He nodded and smirked crossing his arms.
Everyone around us waited for Eli to say something annoying and out of line but, he didn't.
I listened closely, and heard a faint vibration echoing through my locker.
"You didn't..." I told him glaring him down.
Eli started to move and said, "Oh but I did."
I rolled my eyes, while slowly removing the condom off of the lock, and tossing it on the ground.
The crowd backed up as I opened my locker, stepping to the side, as ten vibrating dildos fell from the inside of my locker.
My face turned beat red, and I kept my hand on my hip as Eli mimicked me.
Everyone around us started hysterically laughing and I said, "ha-ha very funny Elijah."
Eli glared into my eyes, and smirked.
"You know it takes a psycho to think of something like this," I told him.
Before he could say a sarcastic remark I held up a finger silencing him and said, "But, the fact that you actually did it, makes you look like an even bigger psycho than already are."
He smirked and walked by me, gently bumping into my right shoulder and said, "Then I guess you can call me crazy!"
The crowd laughed, but, soon disappeared and I glanced at the dildos all over the floor and just rolled my eyes slamming my locker and asked, "What are you looking at?" as the crowd soon dispersed...
ELI'S PERSPECTIVE
I smiled noticing Clare's obvious aggravated expression across her face as she walked into English.
Her bad mood just made what I had planned for her a hundred percent more enjoyable...for me anyways.
The second Clare sat down, I pushed her chair in with my feet causing her to squeak.
"Eli," she whined and said, "Not today. You've already done enough damage."
I laughed, oh but I was just getting started my sweet Clare.
When Ms. Dawes started to talk, I started to trace the outline of her bra, yet again.
I smirked, as I leaned forward and said, "Suck my cock."
She turned around, her bright blue eyes clashing with mine and said, "Shut up."
I smiled, knowing I was annoying her.
"Let me fuck you," I hissed in her ear so only she could hear me.
Clare shivered, jolting lightly from my breath going down her back.
I looked up, making sure was occupied, and whispered, "I wonder what it would be like...to have you underneath me, trembling, and begging for me..."
She turned around, slapping me across the face causing all heads in the room to turn.
Did I deserve that?
Hell no.
Elijah Goldsworthy does not take shit from anybody.
Especially Clare.
I held my hand over my right cheek and moved it slowly to try and make the tingling feeling go away.
Ms. Dawes stood before us, smiling and Clare asked, "Detention?"
She nodded smiling.
I growled and then laughed knowing I got us in trouble.
Which, would also piss Clare off even more.
Yay!
Damn, she was fucking strong, compared to most girls who have given me pity slaps before.
"Nice hands," I mumbled pissing her off.
I couldn't wait until left Clare and I alone in this room to bicker among ourselves...
CLARE'S PERSPECTIVE
Once again, as smart as Ms. Dawes was she decided to leave Eli and I alone to talk out our differences.
What a shit head.
This was never going to work.
If Eli and I were forced at gun point to settle our differences non of us would budge.
Eli glared at me, eying me up at down, and I asked, "Why the fuck must you be so irritating?"
"It's...funny," Eli hissed.
Hm.
"Well, if it's so funny how come I'm not laughing?" I asked him.
Eli's smirk twisted from side to side and said, "If it's funny to me, it's funny to everyone. You just don't have emotions or feelings, that's why you never find anything funny."
I mouthed an "oh," and continued, "I think you're annoying, that's a feeling."
He stood up from the desk, inching closer to me and asked, "Do you find me attractive Clare?"
I laughed out pathetically, until I noticed he was asking a serious question.
That was completely out of line and had nothing to do with what we were bickering about.
"Ew, no," I told him blushing.
Fuck don't blush you asshole.
You don't like him.
Eli glared into my eyes and said, "Oh, well if you don't find me attractive than why has your face turned a slight tint of pink?"
"Because that's what it does when assholes talk to me," I told him grinning.
He stared at me, contemplating on what to say.
"I bet you you probably turn pink when assholes do other th-," I cut Eli off and said, "Don't go there Eli."
Eli quickly shut his mouth, a smile begging to appear across his face.
I stood up, starting to walk around the room because my leg had fallen asleep. I rubbed my eyes forcibly, due to an itch, and when I blinked my vision had become blurry.
"Shit," I mumbled.
"What now?" Eli whined.
I felt tears coming to my eyes noticing I had lost both my contacts from rubbing my eyes.
"Eli, this isn't funny, my contacts fell out of my eyes," I told him.
I heard footsteps get closer to me and he asked, "So...you can't see anything right now?"
I nodded.
He better not take this as an opportunity to do something to me.
Oh! Brain Boner!
"Eli, I have my spare glasses in my bag, can you get them for me?" I asked him pleadingly.
Eli sighed and asked, "What's in it for me?"
"Oh come on Eli, please, I can't see," I told him.
My vision was very blurry, and kind of black now. I hated the dark, so this was starting to scare me.
I always had my contacts in, or my glasses so this would be prevented.
"Eli..."I whined my heart starting to race from being scared of not being able to see again.
I heard ruffling of my bag and I said, "Thank you."
Eli screeched, "Found them!"
I sighed in content knowing the blurriness would soon go away.
When I was little, my fear was the dark. It still is. I know, it's really sad to be sixteen and still afraid of the dark but it's one of the few things that have scared me since I was little. I remember dreaming about being blind, and I woke up sweating like a pig. It was the most horrifying experience, and it didn't even actually happen to me.
"Hold your hands out," Eli whispered as I noticed he was uncomfortably close to me.
I held my two hands out, and I heard my glasses drop on the floor beneath me.
"Eli!" I whined. "Pick it up!" I said getting really frustrated at this point.
"Get on your hands and knees...and look for them," he said as I could feel him smirking.
I sighed, "Eli you are taking this too far."
I widened my eyes, trying to see, but I couldn't.
"Eli, this really isn't funny what so ever," I told him but he remained silent.
"If it isn't funny, then tell me Clare, why am I laughing?" He asked me.
I sighed in frustration and Eli said, "This is what we call payback. You cut holes in my clothes, you don't get your glasses."
"At least you could see Eli! This is not fair," I told him as I just gave up and went on my hands and knees searching for my glasses.
Eli laughed and I could feel him staring at me.
"Alright, I'll give you a hint, move your hand to the right," I moved my hand slowly and hesitantly to the right and my fingers touches what felt like...a shoe.
I looked up, squinting and kind of getting a headache from not having my glasses on or contacts in, was that even possible?
With me, anything was possible.
I glanced up, and breathed out, "Eli this isn't funny."
My body was directly underneath Eli as he glared down at me.
"I don't know about you, but, I'm loving the view from here," Eli told me, as he what looked like from here, that he was crossing his arms.
I closed my hand into a fist formation and slammed it onto Eli's foot as he screeched out in pain.
"What the hell?" He screeched as I laughed moving my left hand out searching for the glasses.
It only took me about a minute to grip my glasses in my hand and place them on.
Once I got them on, I got up and said, "Thanks for nothing. Mr. fucking useless."
Eli was sitting at his desk holding his foot in his hand and wincing every time he moved it.
"I think you their is a slight possibility you broke my foot," Eli said looking down concerned for his foot.
I laughed, "Good, then my mission has been accomplished."
"When the fuck is this over?" Eli asked whining slamming his feet on the ground and I said, "It'll last forever if you keep looking at the clock asswipe."
When I got out of detention, I glanced at my locker and saw Fitz leaning on my locker.
"Thanks Eli, everytime I get out of school, detention or not I have this one standing at my locker," I told Eli as he smirked.
Eli stopped, halfway walking down the hall, keeping what seemed like a safe distance...from his friend?
Why would he keep a safe distance from his...friend?
I walked hesitantly towards my locker and gulped.
"Can we save the whole suck my dick conversation because now it's just a waste of time. I'm not doing anything anymore," I told Fitz as he grinned down at me.
"What are you smiling at?" I asked Fitz.
I spun around and Eli crashed into me, hard, causing me to skip a breath. I was stuck between Fitz and Eli until Eli moved away and Fitz picked me up off the floor causing my bag to fall on the floor and leave it behind.
"Put me down," I squealed as Fitz gripped me tighter and I knew what was coming.
The boy's bathroom.
"No, no, no, Eli tell him to put me down!" I squealed.
Why wasn't anyone fucking around?
Where the hell was the fucking principle?
Fitz kicked the door open with his foot and basically flung me into the bathroom.
My glasses went flying off my face and I growled.
Tears escaped my eyes and I searched frantically for my glasses.
This was ridiculous.
Why am I always the target?
Why do I have to be the school chew toy?
I silently cried, feeling around for my glasses yet again.
"Fuck," I mumbled trying to find glasses in what seemed like the biggest bathroom I've ever been in.
When I slammed my hand onto a shoe I gasped, not knowing someone was in here and I probably looked like an asshole on the floor.
"Take my hand," the strange voice said placing a hand in front of my face so I could see it.
I moved my hand to his, and his cold hand gripped my small hand pulling me up.
"Stay still," he whispered.
I nodded, my heart racing, not recognizing the voice at all, and wondering where Eli and Fitz had gone.
I remained still, letting the person slowly place my glasses on my face.
"Thank you," I whispered and he said, "It's okay, I'm used to being bullied too. Guys are assholes, especially them. I can't believe some guys have the nerve to mess with girls. It's so immature and ridiculous, it's like what are you in first grade?"
I was puzzled by this teenager. I didn't recognize him at all.
I completely ignored his statement and decided to ask him a question.
"Sorry, but I don't recall you ever coming to Degrassi before, did you just recently transfer here?" I asked him.
The boy nodded and said, "Oh I'm sorry. Let me formally introduce myself. My name is Jake."
END OF CHAPTER 5
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