The first time I had laid eyes on these two, I could see the connection.

They have become my favorite Degrassi couple, simply because they have so much depth to them.

I was listening to the music on my computer, and was suddenly inspired.

Continue on if curiosity has gotten the better of you… though remember:

Curiosity killed the cat.

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Chapter 1: NoMatterHowHardITry

Eli sat in his hearse, bobbing his head lightly to the beat of the song currently emanating from Morty's speakers. Paisley Jacket by Dead Hand had caught his attention seconds after arriving to the Prison of Learning. Though, he had arrived at Degrassi early today, so he knew he would have only gone out to sit on one of the many wooden benches that were placed front of the school's glass doors. Though, he had decided the better of it, instead making notion to sit in his hearse until his ears captured the first ring of the school bell. As the song came to an end, Eli sighed, reaching for the aged key in the ignition. Though, his long fingers halted just before he touched the key, hearing the next song that had played on the radio.

I feel it every day- it's all the same….

It brings me down, but I'm the one to blame…

I've tried everything to get away…

Eli's thoughts were hindered as Adam Gontier's words traveled quickly to Eli's awaiting ears, filling his mind with thoughts of how his life had been unraveling at the seems. His eyes drifted to Morty's dusty window, squinting in the bright light, lingering on a girl attempting to make her way up the large steps and to the glass doors of Degrassi's entrance. An Indian girl made way behind her, tapping the girl on the shoulder. Eli could feel his green eyes roll in their sockets. He knew, as well as half of the students that attended Degrassi, that the little Indian girl talked far too much, never leaving room for the other to even take a simple breath. Though, his thoughts moved from her to the girl whom she was talking to. The girl with bouncy auburn curls; the girl whose blue eyes made him ponder on the thought of repainting the sky.

So here I go again…

Chasing you down again…

Why do I do this?

Eli's hand twitched, mind focused on grabbing Morty's handle. Though, he paused, hesitation making the better of him. He wasn't sure why, and it quite frankly frustrated him. His entire life, Eli had run by his own rules, never wanting or needing an outsider's help to finish the race that had become his life. He had always depended on himself, and only himself. The one time he hadn't, his life had become completely turmoil, and he swore to never follow that exact patch again. He couldn't -wouldn't- bring himself to her another in a way that had caused many to break slowly. He sighed, resting his head atop his hands on the steering wheel. He closed his eyes, welcoming the dark color that shadowed the bright light making way through the thin sheet of glass to his left.

Over and over… Over and over…

I fall for you…

Over and over… Over and over…

I try not too…

Though, that had all changed with the blink of an eye. A blue eye. An eye that had caught his attention, among a sea of rushing students. The eye had sparkled, pulling him in almost immediately. The owner of the enchanting blue charmed him from the moment he had stepped from his troubled hearse, pulling the shattered pair of golden rimmed glasses from beneath his precious car's tire. Witty and daring comments were what had saved him from taking a step forward; saved him from being ignorant as he had once been. Though, as he had watched the light pink tinge touch her cheeks, it had taken nearly everything to back away; to not move forward. Though, he knew, there was nothing that could be done from that moment on, as hard as he tried to stay away. He couldn't change the past, though, this time, he need not regret the decision made.

It feels like every day stays the same…

It's dragging me down, and I can't pull away…

So, here I go again…

Chasing you down again…

Why do I do this?

The question that had haunted Eli for those few weeks had been proclaimed by a set of lyrics that had been around for nearly four years now, never catching Eli's attention, or meaning much to him. Though, the lyrics were correct, even poetic in a way. They seemed to explain almost everything that had been happening. Ever since he had even so as caught a glimpse of the amazing blue eyed girl, each day seemed to blend together, forming an enormous blob of forgetful moments. The only moment's that seemed to matter anymore were when he was with her, Blue eyes, and each moment, he fell even more.

Over and over… Over and over…

I fall for you

Over and over, Over and over…

I try not too…

Over and over… Over and over…

You make me fall for you…

Over and over… over and over…

You don't even try…

It seemed as if, though as hard as he tried, the feelings couldn't be erased. Eli knew he could not suffer another pain as much as he had, and since then, had distanced himself from everyone. Now, with a single glance, Blue Eyes had captivated him, and she continued to do so. With very step she took; every moment her face became red with embarrassment; the way her auburn curls fell into her blue eyes. He couldn't stop himself from falling, though he felt as if she wasn't even trying. She hadn't tried to get his attention; it hadn't been her fault he had run over her glasses. The more time passed, the harder he fell; the more time spent with her, the less she had to try.

So many thoughts that I can't get out of my head…

I try to live without you- every time I do, I feel dead…

I know what's best for me…

But I want you instead…

I'll just keep wasting all my time…

Eli knew as well as anyone else that it was not good that he felt the way that he did. They were completely opposites, and though the old motto "opposites attract" came to mind more than once, he couldn't bring himself to even think along those lines. He knew that the harder he fell, the more he would end up hurt in the end. Though, he couldn't stop himself from looking into her endless blue eyes; grasping her thing wrists between his long fingers; smirking every time she said a single word. He wanted Blue Eyes, he wanted her to be his. He knew it wasn't for the best, though, now, he couldn't care less. Numerous times beforehand, Eli had attempted to abruptly pound int his mind that it wasn't right, that he would never be able to feel the same way again- it wasn't safe; for his heart, or for her's. Though, Adam had been correct: she was strong enough to handle it. Those words evaded every thought he had, fixating the stitch that had been created upon his wounded heart.

Over and over… Over and over…

I fall for you…

Over and over… over and over…

I try not to…

Over and over… Over and over…

You make me fall for you…

Over and over… Over and over…

You don't even try too.

Eli sighed, setting his head on Morty's black steering wheel. His pale hands grasped either side, knuckles becoming white as his grip tightened. He knew that the relationship would only turn out for the worst… though, he couldn't help himself from thinking the opposite. He couldn't stop himself from thinking of what good could come from him being happy again… as much as he had tried for so long to avoid the subject. The happier he was, the more miserable someone else became. His happiness meant inflicting pain on other people. It had happened with his last relationship, becoming fatal, though; he couldn't help but think that this might have been a second chance… He was torn in two, and couldn't decide either way.

Tap, tap, tap

The sound startled him, causing Eli to abruptly sit up, letting out a hiss of air. He looked in the direction of the car window, eyes noting Clare on the other side. She tilted her head and raised an eyebrow, looking at him with the deep blue eyes he adored so much. Eli smirked, covering the small façade his mind had just become, and made a notion to open the door. Clare's body moved out of sight as Eli pushed the door open. He grabbed his black bag and stood from the car, pulling the key from the ignition.

"I was beginning to wonder when you would step out of Morty," Clare joked, crossing her arms.

Eli smirked, slamming the door with little force. He set a hand over his heart, and said, "Aww, did you miss me that much, Clare-bear?"

Clare grimaced at the nickname he had discovered, though quickly recollected herself.

"Oh, every moment of my day," she replied, rolling her eyes.

The words made Eli's heart swell, though his face remained calm, smirk still plastered across his lips. He raised an eyebrow.

"I knew it."

Clare laughed, beginning her journey towards Degrassi High. "What were you doing in there, anyways?"

"Umm… thinking." Eli paused, careful not to tell Clare the entire story.

"Of…?" Clare pushed, raising an eyebrow.

Eli chuckled lightly. He was beginning to wonder if some of his own sarcasm had begun to rub off on her.

"You," he replied.

Clare scoffed, cheeks tinged with pink. Eli enjoyed the effect he had on her. "Oh, because I'm sure you think of me every moment of your day."

"Oh, you know I do, Blue Eyes," he replied.

A light blush covered Clare's cheeks once more. She stopped at her locker, setting in the combination. He leaned against the locker next to hers, grateful for the cool feeling that soaked through his black blazer and T-shirt.

"There's something you're not telling me," she said, tilting her head to the side.

Eli's breath hitched in his throat, his eyes connected with hers. Though, attempting to not make the notion obvious, he whispered, "And why do you think that?"

Their faces had become closer instinctively. Clare's cheeks became more red, though she remained positioned directly in front of Eli. His hand twitched on his bag strap, wanting more than anything to move it to the back of her neck, and pull her to him. Though, he settled on brushing a piece of hair behind her ear.

"How is it you know me so well?" he asked quietly.

Clare smiled. "Oh, I don't, you know, stalk you every day?"

Eli laughed, pulling back a bit. He didn't miss the slight disappointment that he had caught in Clare's blue eyes. "I'm sure you don't. You know you love this." He gestured to his body, smirking

"Keep dreaming," she replied snidely, turning to grab a textbook from her locket.

Slamming it shut, she began her voyage down the crowded hall. Eli quickly followed, easily keeping in step with the troubled girl. They swerved through the many throng of students that crowded Degrassi's hallways.

"You know I do every night," he smirked.

Clare's face brightened in color. He noted she took a deep breath before halting.

"I'm sure you do," she whispered.

She was so close, Eli could feel her warm, cool breath on his face. He tilted his head, attempting to get a better look at her eyes. He could practically hear her breath hitch, her heartbeat quickened as his hand reached up to gently brush a fallen hair from her face, fingers lingering lightly on her cheek.

Suddenly, the bell sounded, causing Clare to jump nearly a foot in the air. Eli smirked, attempting not to laugh at the look at the innocent girl's face.

"I'm going to be late," she breathed. "See you at lunch, Eli."

As Clare turned to make way to her class, Eli quickly reached out and grabbed her hand. He slipped a small piece of paper between her fingers before raising her hand and kissing her knuckles. Clare blushed lightly, though smiled. Eli dropped her hand and smirked, quickly turning in the opposite direction, making way to his own classroom.

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