Title: Perspective (because I can't think of a better title and because each chapter will be in the POV of at least two different characters… so, you know, "Perspective" kind of works… kind of…)
Pairing(s): Ren/Tawny mostly –I'm planning on throwing in another couple or two later on, but I haven't decided on which yet.
Rating: I guess "T" would work for now
Disclaimer: Don't own Degrassi… err… I mean, Even Stevens. Well, I don't own either so doesn't really make much difference…
Summary/Author's Note: Just your average Ren/Tawny fanfic. I started it mainly because I was having writer's block on another story –I thought taking a little break from Degrassi fiction might be good for me… And I've already written a second chapter to this, I'll post it as soon as I get the chance (that is, if anyone wants me to post it…).
1: Not-So-Creative Writing
I sigh and check the clock at the front of the room –only five more minutes of this torture. I then look back down and reread what I've just written –and scribble it all out. It's stupid. I know it's stupid. I'm not good at free writing.
Not like Tawny.
I flip to the next page in my notebook and stare blankly at the lined piece of paper. If I was in Biology, or Calculus, or French, or History right now, this page would be filled with writing in a few minutes –filled with notes. Taking notes: now that is something I can do. I can take notes, do college level math problems, translate page after page of French literature, write essays… But free writing? I sigh. Free writing is one of two weaknesses I have…
My other weakness is sitting right in front of me.
"Okay, class. We have five minutes left. Please, take this as an opportunity to let your fellow classmates review your latest work," our teacher says with a flourish. He says everything with a flourish.
I stare back down at the blank page on my desk. "Mr. Bailey's inspirational lecture, not very inspirational for you I see," Tawny says after turning around in her seat to face me.
I sigh looking down at the still very blank sheet of paper on my desk. "I really shouldn't have signed up for this class in the first place." I look at Tawny and blush –not because of what either of us said, just because I always seem to blush when she's around.
She chuckles. "Aww, but it's cute seeing the Great Ren Stevens not excel in something."
I blush again. At least this time I have something to blush about. Tawny used 'cute' and my name in the same sentence –definitely grounds for a blush.
"You know, maybe I should be getting this on tape. 'New Discovery: Ren Stevens isn't perfect'," she jokes. "Of course, everybody would think it's just a hoax –it's a proven fact that you're amazing at everything you do." She tucks a strand of hair behind her ear.
I laugh, and blush again. "You know, instead of just making jokes about this, you could offer to help me."
"Help you? How?" She looks genuinely confused.
"Are you kidding? You're an amazing writer," I start to blush yet again –I hadn't actually meant to say that out loud.
"Really?... Well, um, thanks…" She says before turning back around. Oh God, and she looked freaked out… Oh God, what if she figured out that I like her… No. Calm down, Ren. She could never have figured that out so quickly. It took me almost a year to figure it out… of course, I also had to figure out a few other things… And by 'a few other things', I mean 'that I'm gay'… I sigh. I'm gay. Ren Stevens is a lesbian. This… sucks. It's not like I asked for it. I certainly didn't ask for it. At least I think my mom will understand. I mean, if I ever… 'came out'… And I guess Louis won't really care. Donny will probably just think it's hot –before remembering that I'm his sister. And Ruby? I'm thinking she'll either stop talking to me or try and set me up with someone… It's dad that I'm worried about. I –
My thoughts are interrupted by the sound of the bell. I quickly pack all of my things up and head out, but before I can exit I feel someone tap me on the arm.
"Ren wait." It's Tawny.
I turn to look at her. "Yes?"
She tucks a strand of hair behind her ear. "Um, I'll be with Louis until four… but maybe after that I could, um, tutor you a little or whatever."
Tutor me? Did Tawny actually just offer to tutor me? This is… this is… yeah…
"Um, Earth to Ren. Are you there?"
Right. I forgot to respond… How should I respond? Um, "Um, yeah… tutoring. Uh, sounds good. Yeah, um, I'll –I'll be there." Oh God, could I have sounded any more stupid?
Tawny shakes her head and laughs. She mumbles something, but I can't decipher what she said. "So, I'll see you at four. Bye," she says, leaving the classroom.
"Yeah. Uh… bye," I smile and watch her leave… and then I remember that I only have about a minute left to get to my next class and dart off in the opposite direction –immediately running into Ruby…
This is horrible. Could my writing get any cheesier?... And I'm pretty sure I quoted some 'N Sync lyrics in this… Wonderful. I know that'll win me a Pulitzer Prize for sure… I let out a frustrated sigh and hear a similar sigh coming from the seat behind me. It surprises me a little because the seat behind me happens to be occupied by the one-and-only Ren Stevens: older sister of my goofy boyfriend, the school's resident genius, and future President of the World. What on Earth could she be sighing over? I mean, she loves school –as in she's practically in love with school…
"Okay, class. We have five minutes left. Please, take this as an opportunity to let your fellow classmates review your latest work," our teacher says with a flourish. Honestly, it doesn't take gaydar to figure out which team this guy plays for. I think that's at least part of the reason Louis didn't sign up for this class –he's under the misconception that homosexuality is contagious… I roll my eyes just from thinking about it.
Well, since Louis isn't here, I guess I could always talk to Ren a little without being deemed 'social' –she is my ex-boyfriend/best-friend's sister after all… I turn around in my seat to see Ren staring blankly at an empty sheet of paper. "Mr. Bailey's inspirational lecture, not very inspirational for you I see."
She sighs. "I really shouldn't have signed up for this class in the first place." She then looks up at me and blushes for no apparent reason. Seriously, this girl should go to the doctor for that –she's always blushing.
I laugh slightly. "Aww, but it's cute seeing the Great Ren Stevens not excel in something." She blushes again. "You know, maybe I should be getting this on tape. 'New Discovery: Ren Stevens isn't perfect'," I joke. "Of course, everybody would think it's just a hoax –it's a proven fact that you're amazing at everything you do." I tuck a strand of hair behind my ear –it's a nervous habit… but since when am I nervous around Ren?…
She laughs, and blushes again. "You know, instead of just making jokes about this, you could offer to help me."
"Help you? How?" She's Ren Stevens, I'm just 'that girl who doesn't talk to anyone' –how could I possibly help her?
"Are you kidding? You're an amazing writer," she says –her face yet again turning beat red.
"Really?... Well, um, thanks…" I mutter before turning back around… I think… I think Ren… she… she has a crush on… she… No way. It would help explain a lot of things… but no. I'm probably just imagining it… Of course, there's one way to find out…
The bell rings and Ren is up and almost out the door in two seconds flat. I barely have time to shove my notebook and pencils in my bag. I do reach her in time to tap her on the shoulder though… "Ren, wait."
She turns to face me. "Yes?" She looks surprised to see me.
I tuck a strand of hair behind my ear… "Um, I'll be with Louis until four… but maybe after that I could, um, tutor you a little or whatever." She doesn't respond, and I can't tell if it's a good thing or a bad thing… "Um, Earth to Ren. Are you there?"
"Um, yeah… tutoring. Uh, sounds good. Yeah, um, I'll –I'll be there." Yeah, she definitely has a crush on me. Her face is so red right now that I'm afraid her head might explode.
I can't help but laugh. "Too cute," I think out loud –though I'm pretty sure Ren didn't hear me. "So, I'll see you at four. Bye," I say, leaving the classroom before the rush of blood to her face can do any permanent damage.
"Yeah. Uh… bye," she smiles. I start to walk away, but take a quick glance back at the classroom to see that Ren is still standing there –staring at me with a goofy love-struck expression on her face. I chuckle.
Today is going to be interesting…