Author: Galbert-Kun PM
A new year engulfs Degrassi. New drama and romance et al. Old flames possibly reignited and a new guy that eyes Clare wishes that K.C. was gone and will resort to a grotesque method to do so. Will they be prepared for the whirlwind? *Complete*Rated: Fiction T - English - Drama/Romance - Clare E. & K.C. G. - Chapters: 5 - Words: 7,581 - Reviews: 16 - Favs: 8 - Follows: 4 - Updated: 06-06-10 - Published: 05-25-10 - Status: Complete - id: 5997558
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Disclaimer= I do not own Degrassi.
There was a carnival that happened over the summer before the new school year started ad everyone was there. You had Riley smashing hammers, Sav almost getting knifed by Holly J, Anya with a snake around her neck and Fitz acting a fool. We also saw Dave, excited about his prospects of kissing Alli, getting sidestepped by that new cat Drew. What people saw that was really apparent was a few people that we all know and love get placed into some interesting situations. We move on to the first week of school, where it's the end of a hectic first week and K.C. is walking through a fence to find a girl in a hoodie that has her head down. Both agreed to meet up at the ravine.
The girl who doesn't know her own secret…
"What's going on Jenna?"
"Hey K.C." Jenna continued to look at the ground, unable to look at K.C. to tell him the shocking news. "The crazy people are going to be here soon, so whatever you have to tell me, you should tell me soon." Jenna took off her hoodie to finally face K.C., who was taken aback by the state of her complexion. "What happened to you, your face has charcoal black bags under the eyes - - "
"Remember when I went to the 'States over the summer for about a month or so?" She NEVER interrupts me… Oh man, something is definitely up. I mean, she did manipulate me into pressuring Clare to help me on that test… If its that, then I can live with it; 3 strikes and you're out right? OR… no way, don't tell me that Jenna PLEASE! "Yeah, we hardly stayed in touch for that month, no stat updates, PMs, tweets, nothing."
"We had the craziest parties stateside; I didn't even know they knew how to party that hard - -"
"Get to the point Jenna."
"I was really drunk and there was a dirty dancing contest… Now everybody at that time was really drunk, mind you, so don't get mad at me for that." I'm not mad at you for that Jenna. You're going to say what I think you are going to say and that is freaking me out! "I did not have a partner until this guy named Pablo came up and asked me to dance with him, which I accepted. We danced well enough to win the contest."
"… Pablo and I really got into it and after the contest was long over, we went to some private pub for more drinks. When the night was over and we said our goodbyes, he kissed me on the cheek… My mind acted on its own and I felt myself pulling him close to me and kissing him on the lips." A teary-eyed Jenna waited anxiously for K.C. to reply angrily, but he remained cool and calm. "That's alright, thank you for being honest with me - -"
"There's more." What the hell, what do you mean MORE? "Huh?"
"I woke up in the morning in my room next to Pablo." K.C. had to restrain himself from calling her all of those names, so he just walked around the ravine and took deep breaths, kicking some tires and throwing a rock at the van. "You had SEX with him? What the hell were you thinking - -"
"I'm so sorry baby; I don't know what came over me." The damage was done. "How can you do this to me Jenna? I dumped Clare so I can be with YOU and THIS is how you thank me, by having SEX with some random guy? I don't even know what to say to you."
"Please don't dump me K.C., I promise that it will never happen again." K.C. wasn't having it, shooing Jenna's hand away. "I'm breaking up with you Jenna. I can never trust you again - -"
"Please K.C., don't do this to me or my ch - -"
"Your WHAT?" K.C. could not believe what he was hearing. "I'm pregnant K.C.; I have a baby growing in my belly that will be born 8 months form now. I didn't even know I was pregnant until recently when I was hanging out with some of my girls. I threw up, took a test and it came back blue." K.C. had to sit down and steady himself in order to process all of the information that was said to him. Was he really going to be a father NOW? "I know what you are thinking: Oh my gosh, I'm going to be a dad! NO, YOU'RE NOT; Pablo is the father of my child." K.C. covered his face, not wanting to see the girl that was dropping anchors his feet. "I'm going to be moving to the 'states tomorrow, so that's why I texted you to come meet me here so we can talk. I'll be at a private school for the rest of the year, debating about whether or not I should keep my baby - -"
"There's no way you can get an abortion Jenna; that is not ethical."
"What's not ethical K.C. is having feelings for your ex-girlfriend while in a relationship with another girl. I'm not stupid because I have VALUES. Why would I get an abortion and risk family exile. I'm not getting an abortion, Pablo and I will raise our baby together." Jenna got up to leave, but turned to look at K.C., who was on the verge of crying. "Get it together kid and go back to Clare because you two were meant to be together." Jenna hugged K.C. for the final time, leaving him crying like a baby. So she didn't know her own secret until she ralphed huh? Alcohol sure does some interesting things to you, making you behave in funny ways et al. The effects of your gooning can be long term because even if you are trying to prevent something bad from happening, your potential significant other does not see it that way and will perceive you and it from all the booze you drank from a big casino cup.
[ 2 days before ]
It was a new start for Clare. After an eventful summer which saw her doing tarot card readings to people, she found that a fun hobby and to her luck, a club called "People with Weird Hobbies" formed so she went to the inaugural meeting. After going around the circle, it was Clare's turn to introduce herself to everybody. "Thank God I don't stutter; wait, did I ever stutter? Anyways, I'm Clare Edwards and I'm a nerd. It may not seem like it, but I love to read books and play Risk. My weird hobby (although I do not consider it one) is doing tarot card readings to people. Clare was instantly popular with the entire club, doing everybody's reading at the end of the meeting. The last person to get a reading was a familiar one. "Okay, let me see your hands." The guy could not contain his smile. "You have soft hands Clare."
"Thanks, um… Do I know you from somewhere?"
"You did my reading at the carnival over the summer?" Clare tried to remember what happened at the carnival. She had a blast at the carnival from getting Connor dunked in water to the mirrors. The name of this guy… what was it, she wandered? "Here's a clue Clare; there was a book that had my name in it… - -"
"ELI!" Clare analyzed profusely for not remembering Eli's name, but he wasn't bothered by it. "Since I got here late for the meeting," Clare said trying to ease the phantom tension in the room, "I didn't get to hear what your hobby was."
"Oh yeah? Here it is then: my name is Eli and my weird hobby is studying history."
"You consider that 'weird,'" Clare told him, "people make careers at studying historical stuff - -"
"Maybe I said it in the wrong way… I like to collect Viking stuff."
"So you are into Norse mythology?" Eli then went into a passionate diatribe about the Vikings, telling Clare about the myths et al. She seemed interested because she did her own research about tarot cards, thus could empathize with Eli about history. "Its getting kind of late; do you still want me to do your tarot card reading?"
"Absolutely Clare! But hold on though." Eli got up to head to the cabinets in the room to fetch an item. "I'm going to need for you to close your eyes for a moment." Clare closed her eyes and when told to open them, she felt that he head grew heavier. "What did you put on my head Eli," Clare wondered, feeling the hard covering and what seemed like thick nail tops. "What you have on your head is one of many types of helmets the Vikings wore during the Viking Ages. When people think of the Viking helmets, they immediately think of the horns."
"Those particular horns are of the thickest variety." Clare was clearly impressed, imitating a Viking yell and challenging Eli to a duel. The tarot card readings were the last thing that crossed Clare's mind because she was having too much fun doing stuff like summoning her inner Viking girl. "Sun's going down fast Clare, do you still have time for the reading - -"
"Yeah, I still have time, let me see your hands." Clare grabbed hold of Eli's hands and did her thing, whatever it is that people like that do. "Wow," Clare said showing Eli a familiar card, "you remember this card?"
"Psshh, do I remember that card… Uh doesn't that card mean that I will fall in love with a girl?" Eli stared into Clare's face, her lips glossed up, blue eyes shining brightly and braided hair being twirled around by her as a very obvious sign of flirting. Just as their faces were getting closer, Eli's phone rings. "I'm sorry Clare," Eli says, "that's my ride. I had fun getting my reading done again; perhaps we can converse again sometime, maybe over some coffee?" Damnit, I stepped up too soon! She's definitely going to say no - -
"Sure Eli, that sounds like fun." Clare and Eli quickly exchanged numbers and said their goodbyes. "ELI!"
"Your Viking helmet?" Eli thought about it for a minute and then smiled. "Keep that one, I have a large collection of them at home."
Clare and Eli get close? Next chapter: happiness for Celi… dark times for K.C.?