A/N: So I had a pretty awesome dream about meeting Munro Chambers. He signed my shoe. Then I woke up and was depressed, to say the least. Just thought I'd share that. Anyway! Onto the story! :)

Disclaimer: I don't own Degrassi, or, much to my depression, a shoe signed by Munro Chambers :(

"And…done. Look at it. Isn't it wonderful?" Eli took the pocket knife away from the bark of the tree and stepped back to admire his work. It was a cloudy day in Toronto and the couple had come out to their special spot, deciding that would be the best place to carve their initials.

"It looks great," Clare told him, and Eli felt proud as she smiled and snaked her arms around his waist.

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"I have to admit, its a little cliché for my taste, but it does look nice." Eli dropped his head to kiss his girlfriend on the lips. She kissed him back until they felt drops of water hitting their faces. Looking up, they realized it was raining.

"Dang it," Eli hissed. "So much for spending the day here. Want to go to the Dot?"

But Clare was grinning widely when she looked back at Eli. "No!" she exclaimed. "We have to stay."

"But Clare, it's raining."

"Your point? Come on!"

To his surprise, she pulled him into the ruins of the church, where they were fully exposed to the water.

"Dance with me!"

"Huh?"

"That was one of the things on our list! Dance in the rain." Clare's blue eyes sparkled. "I love the rain."

The look in her eyes made Eli's heart beat a little faster. "Well then, Ms. Edwards," he said, pulling her closer and dipping her backwards. "I feel that I must oblige."

Clare giggled as she placed her hand on Eli's shoulder, and he placed his on her waist, each taking the other's hand. They began a sort of waltz, but, neither of them being particularly good dancers, began to make it up as they went along. They'd spin each other around or just dance in circles, following the erratic beat of rain hitting the abandoned church. Eli had completely forgotten wanting to leave, caught up in dancing with Clare. This was the best time he'd had in a long time.

"You're soaking wet," she giggled, pushing his sopping bangs out of his eyes.

"So are you," he said, wringing out the hem of her shirt. "Come on. We'll go back to my house and dry off. I'll make hot chocolate.'

"Hot chocolate? It's summer," Clare said.

"So? You know I make the best hot chocolate ever!" He watched as Clare seemed to ponder this for a minute and grinned, agreeing. He opened her door to Morty and went around to the driver's side, leaning over for a kiss.

"I love you, you know that?"

"Yeah, I know," she said smugly. "And I love you."

They drove to Eli's in a comfortable silence, aside from the radio. Their hands were entwined in the seat between them.

Eli lead Clare to his room when they got inside, handing her a towel and a change of clothes, much to her appreciation. After changing himself, he went to the kitchen and filled a pot with milk, setting it on the stove, adding cocoa, as well as a few special ingredients that made it 'the best hot chocolate ever.' He was pouring it into mugs when Clare came downstairs in a pair of athletic shorts and one of his Dead Hand shirts.

"You look better in my clothes than I do," he told her, handing her a mug. She rolled her eyes.

"I doubt that."

"I only speak truth."

This made Clare laugh, in turn making Eli smile.

"So what's on the agenda for the rest of the day? Want to try and tackle something else on our bucket list?"

"No, I think we've had enough fun for the day," Clare said, yawning.

"Want to watch a movie?"

Clare nodded, and they took a seat on the couch, turning on the TV.

"The Little Mermaid!" Clare exclaimed, just as Eli was about to change the channel. "Don't you dare press that button."

Eli held up his hands in surrender, dropping the remote. Grabbing a blanket from the back of the couch, he draped it over himself and Clare, wrapping his arm around her. She snuggled into his side.

"Do you believe in fairy tales, Eli?"

"No."

"You don't think we have a fairy tale relationship?" she asked, looking a little hurt.

"No," he said, kissing her forehead. "I know we have something better."

A/N: At first I wasn't sure how I felt about this chapter, but now I love it. Hope you enjoyed! Please review! :)