Eli's POV
As if my life hadn't sucked already. Now, I had to show this new girl around school. I'd rather get suspended. "So, is she cute?" my best friend, Adam, asked. I didn't know what to say to that. "This girl is ruining my life and you ask me if she's cute?" We were in PE sitting on the bleachers. We weren't doing anything, but signing forms, since it was the first day. "Well, we might as well think positive. You have to be with this girl until she learns her way around, right?" "Yeah…." Why not make the most of it?" "What are you saying?" "I'm saying, if she's cute, get to know her and see if she's more than just a goody two shoes." "You're telling me I should be nice?" "Exactly! Stop pushing everyone away and just be nice already!" "Whatever." "That's not nice….." Is he for real? Why did Adam always feel the need to lecture me? Even my parents didn't lecture me this much and I have to live with them. I look at Adam and glare. He rolls his eyes in defeat and looks away. Something or someone catches his eye. He just sat there staring. I followed his gaze. Fiona Coyne. "So, Fiona?" I teased as I nudged him. Adam shook his head out of his deep thought. "What?" "You like Fiona?" I asked. "What are you talking about? She's a senior and I have no chance." He looked down at his feet. I hated to see the people I cared about sad. It was my weakness. "Dude, I know you like her. Just go talk to her and see what happens." "Hmm, I don't know." "Just go talk to her." Adam got up and walked over to Fiona. He talked to her the rest of the period. Once the bell rang, I left Adam and walked over to Clare's locker. I had gotten there before her. Then she showed up. "What class do you have next?" She pulled out her schedule and handed it to me. It said she had science next with Hatzilakos. I handed it back. "It's down that way to the right." I motioned the direction it was. She just looked at me with a blank stare and nodded. She then turned around and left. Wow. No back talk. No sassy remark. Nothing. I went to my next class, which was math. Math, along with my other classes, went by fast and then it was lunch. I found Adam and sat down in our usual spot. It was this area in the courtyard, in the back of the school. No one went there so it was a place to go to get away from all the people and drama of Degrassi. "So where is she?" Adam asked as we sat and read Comic books. "Where is who?" "Who else? That girl you have to show around." "How should I know?" "You left her to fend for herself? When she barely even knows anybody?" "Well…." "Wow just wow."
Clare's POV
It was lunch and I had nowhere to sit and no one to sit with. So I walked around. I ended up just sitting on the field. It was peaceful and quiet. Luckily, lunch went by fast and it was on to my last class of the day, English. I walked over to my locker and waited for Eli, but he never came so I decided to figure it out on my own. Luckily, it was right near my locker so it didn't take long to find. I walked in and sat down at a desk in excelled English class. To be honest, I was super excited. I loved English. It was the only class I looked forward to all day. I was relieved and joyful, but I kept the inside because I'm supposed to be this new Clare that doesn't get overly happy about English and Literature. Then, he walks in. Eli walks in and makes eye contact with me. He smirks and sits down behind me. "Hey blue eyes," Eli said, trying to piss me off. I look up at the ceiling, as if I'm looking at god in heaven and say to myself, "why? Why me? What did I do to deserve this?" then I turn around to face Eli. He nods his head and smirks. I rolled my eyes in disgust. Obviously, he succeeded in pissing me off.
Eli POV
I loved pissing Clare off it was like my new joy in life. I can't stand Clare. All she is, is a goody two shoes, who didn't know the meaning of fun. On the other hand, Clare hated me too.
Clare's POV
Eli is such a jerk. He had been bugging me about everything all day. He was into dark stuff and had the whole punk look going on. I had just met him earlier and I already hate him. Then it happened, Ms. Dawes, the English teacher, came to the front of the class to begin class. "I am going to pair you up into groups of two. Adam and Katie, Holly J and Declan, Sav and Anya, Zane and Riley, Eli and Clare" "WHAT?" Eli and I screamed in unison. "Is there a problem?" Ms. Dawes asked. "Ms. Dawes, I cannot be Eli's partner." "And why not?" "Well, he's Eli! He's already made my day a living nightmare, but seeing him even more often…..please?" "Yeah, seriously, I can't be partners with Clare!" he spat on my name. Like I'm the problem here. "She's such a boring goody two shoes!" "I'm sorry, but you two will just have to work out your differences because I am not changing the partners just because you two have issues with each other. My word is final." I slumped in her seat. "Anyway, so your partner will be your editor and writing partner for the rest of year." "WHAT?" Eli and I yelled in unison, again. A girl in the front named Anya turned around to look at us, "Would you two just shut up already?" Eli glared at her with his death stare that even scared death away. Anya's approach immediately changed from bull dog to mouse. Her face turned pale. "Uh…..I….sorry…." she then turned around. Eli smirked. That's it! He can't go around treating people like that! I turned around, "What's your problem?" He was still smirking when he responded, "You see this is what I'm talking about! She obviously doesn't know how to have a little fun!" "At least people actually want to be around me!" "Want to be around you? Please! You put everyone to sleep just by walking up to them!" I felt a tear sneak its way to the corner of her eye. I tried to push it back down so Eli wouldn't see, but of course, he did. "And now she's gonna cry. Awww." "Shut up Eli! SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP!" everyone gasped. Apparently, no one had ever spoken to Eli like that. No one ever had the guts. I got up grabbed my stuff and turned to Eli. I looked down at Eli and glared. He just sat there, smug, and smirked. I turned around towards the door and left. Ms. Dawes didn't even try to stop me from running out of class, which made me relieved. Once I was at the end of the hall I started to pick up speed. First a normal walk, then a speed walk, on to a jog, and finally, I was sprinting to the courtyard in the back of the school. I was balling. I ran outside into the courtyard. I found a private bench surrounded by trees. I sat down and pulled my legs to my chest. I rested my face on my knees and just let everything out. I hadn't cried so hard in my life and it was all because of him. Why did he have to go out and ruin my life? What did I ever do to him? After crying a little longer, I decided to walk home. I was clearly not going back to sixth period, even if it was my last class of the day. I started to walk. By the time I made it home, school was almost out. No one was home so I didn't have to worry about getting interrogated about why I was home so early or why I had been crying. Instead, I entered my house in peace and went upstairs. I took a long shower; I always did whenever I had a lot on my mind. When I got out, I heard my dad and mom downstairs. They were talking about something relating to my dad's job. Soon enough, their tones got harsher and their voices got louder. "Great, this is just what I needed." I said to myself. My parents had been fighting since the middle of the summer. At first, it was just a bicker here, a bicker there, but then it started to get worse and worse every day. Now they fight at least once a day every day. I just can't take it. I didn't want to talk or even look at anyone right now. So I put some sweats on and a dead hand t-shirt. Dead hand was my favorite band. I didn't care if it was only six. I climbed into bed and fell asleep. Today, I felt like slumber land was the only safe place. It didn't take long for me to drift into a peaceful sleep.