A/N: Okay, sooo im sorry that almost every chapter has someone crying in it lol but yeahh... I felt this one was necissary x) Barely any tears though, I promise :P
This is just a random scene with Clare and Bianca. So I guess you clare/biancaXfriendship fans will like it :) and if not...skip to the next chapter, I guess lol

Btw, sry haven't been following thru on my daily updates thing! But dont worry, already got the next couple of chapters all typed up ;)

Read:')

Clare and Bianca sat in Clare's room one calm Friday evening. Clare was in search for a good song to play on her iPod as Bianca attempted at painting her nails.

"Clare, keep still! You're gonna end up with a purple hand", Bianca urged.

Clare laughed, "I'm sorry, im trying. I'm just gonna die if i can't find this song! My mom better not have deleted it!"

Clare's mom, along with the rest of her 'family' had been hassling her about her choice in music lately. Apparently rock was not the norm for a 16 year old Edwards.

Jake, on the other hand, could care less. All he did was scold her and call her emo, joking, "Now let me check your wrists, Clarabelle", before they left for school each morning.

If only he knew how serious of a statement that was, considering what she attempted at doing just a few weeks earlier.

"Sooo", Bianca piped up, breaking through her thoughts.

"Sooo...?", Clare questioned.

"How are you and Torres?", she asked with a sly smile.

"Hmmm.. you mean me and Adam? We're great friends, thanks for asking", Clare replied sarcastically.

"Ugh, you know I mean Drew"

"I know... We're doing fine", she answered trying not to smile too big or blush.

"So, you guys are like official now, right?"

"Yeah, I think so. We just got so close so fast. It's kinda crazy, you know?"

"Crazy in the good way, though. Right?", Bianca inquired.

"Of course", Clare smiled, looking down at her iPod.

"Awww, you've got the blushies!", Bianca teased.

"I do not!"

"Yes you do, Edwards!", Bianca said, pinching her cheeks.

They giggled as Bianca finished painting Clare thumb nail.

"Okay, all done!", she announced

Clare had gotten to know Bianca pretty well these past few weeks. Who knew a suicide attempt would gain Clare a best friend?

Bianca turned out to be decent person. With Bianca's bad reputation and all, she would have never expected her to so cool and fun to be around. Bianca actually was pretty warm-hearted. She had things in her life that weren't so good. She knew what it was like to hurt. She wasn't just one of those stuck-up, snobby mean girls with the perfect life, who thought that they were better than everyone.

In fact, Bianca wasn't really a mean girl at all anymore. Sure, she still had her sarcasm, and know-it-all charm. But, turns out that was just her. She just chose not to use her personality in a negative way on innocent people.

But the question bugging Clare...
Why? What made Bianca stop ripping on people with visible flaws...?

"Hey, B?"

"Yeah, Clare?"

"What changed?"

"What do you mean?", Bianca asked, looking very confused.

"I mean...what made you stop... bullying people?", she asked awkwardly, afraid of upsetting her new friend.

Bianca was silent as she put the finishing touches on Clare's nails.

"B...?"

Bianca sighed as she put, "I just...some things just change you, Clare"

"What kinds of things?"

Bianca gave her a pointed look. "Why do you care so much?"

Clare could tell her friend was getting agitated. It wasn't her intension, but Clare needed to know. Clare had changed so drastically, so fast. These past two months but she had no idea why or how. Sure, she knew it had to do with her best friend's death, but some changes in her attitude and habits just didn't make sense. Was the the only one going through these changes?

She had an idea that Bianca's transition might have some kind of connection to Alli also, but she just needed to hear it. She needed to know she wasn't crazy or just overreacting to this tragedy.

But if pulling this information out of Bianca was going to hurt her, it just wasn't worth it.

"Never mind. It's not important", Clare backed down.

Both girls were silent.
Bianca closed up the bottle of nail polish and wiped off the traces of purple paint off of her fingers.

Just as Clare was about to think of a new topic to steer away from the silence, Bianca spoke up.

"After i woke up one morning to my sister dragging me into the TV room and saw that a girl from Degrassi was found dead in her bedroom with a gun on the floor..."

Clare's eyes locked with Bianca's when she heard her voice break.

"All i could think about was...'was i one of the reasons..that led up to her doing that?'"

Clare could tell that Bianca was fighting back her tears. She felt guilty for digging up these emotions in her companion.

"Bianca i'm sorry", she said taking her hand caringly. "I shouldn't have even asked.

A few stray tears rolled down Bianca's cheeks as she quickly tried to wipe them away.

"It's fine", Bianca tried faking a smile, refusing to appear weak. She continued hesitantly, "I just.. I guess that made me learn my lesson.. You know, that i'm not better than anyone and..people have just as much crap to deal with as me, everyday"

Clare's crystal blue eyes gleamed in rhe dim light if her room as she looked at Bianca with compassion and understanding.

"I know", was all she could muster up in responce to Bianca's explanation.

Bianca felt good confiding in Clare on this topic, as she knew Clare had a similar emotional experience as a result of Alli's death.

She continued, "And...when I used to bully people, I would just say to myself "What doesn't kill 'em, makes 'em stronger, right?" Wrong! Sonetimes it just tears you down! People's words tare you down!"
Bianca paused, realizing she was going on a rant. But, she couldn't help it. She was just overly passionate when it came to her past mistakes.

"And sometimes, it literally kills you... God, what i did, killed someone!", a sob escaped her throat at the last part.

She couldn't fight back the tears any longer. She no longer wanted to.

"B, no! Don't say that!", Clare grabbed her by the shoulders.

"Look at me, Bianca. If there's anyone to blame here, it's me"

Bianca looked at her with sad eyes.

"But we can't just go around blaming ourselves anymore. Do you see what I almost did a few weeks ago? That's where blaming yourself gets you, Bianca. On the Degrassi High rooftop. And I'm not gonna let either of us end up there again."

Clare let go of the grip she had on Bianca's shoulders.
"'Cause we're in this together now, B"

Bianca felt a smile creep up on her face.

"Me, you...and Drew"

They both smiled.

Bianca was overwhelmed with joy. She had gone from heart-break mode to completely sincere smiles. She finally had someone she could rely on. Someone who understood her and just...someone to hold onto. And that was all that mattered.

Taking Clare by surprise, Bianca pulled Clare into a tight hug.

Clare accepted the embrace and smiled, knowing she was probably Bianca's first real friend in a while.

At least they both had someone to hold onto.