Hello there beatiful people! :) I know its been a while since I've written. I've just been so busy, but after the new episode descriptions came out, there was no way I could ignore the enormous urge to write after getting a glimpse of Clare's storline in the upcoming episodes. So without further ado, here is Love is Protection. Please enjoy! :)

"Ms. Edwards? Are you still there?"

I quickly shake my head and bring myself back to reality. But this can't be real. I have to be dreaming. "Y-yes, I'm sorry. I just…I'm in shock. I wasn't sure I would get it."

"Well we extensively looked through all the applications, but your passion for writing and your evident desire to do something with it through your school's newspaper really attracted us to you. We would be greatly honored if you would take this opportunity with us. If you agree, the internship is yours."

I have to physically contain myself from squealing. Instead, I opt for bouncing up and down on my toes. "I would love to! Thank you so much! I can't even tell you how thrilled I am."

"I think I have an idea considering I can just about feel your enthusiasm through the phone," my future boss laughs.

I nervously laugh along with him. "Sorry about that."

"No need to apologize. If you can come in on Monday at five to begin, that would be perfect."

"Yes, I'll head over there straight after school. Once again, thank you, um…" I trail off realizing I forgot my own boss' name. Great start Clare, I scold myself.

Luckily he just chuckles on the other end. "Asher."

"Thank you Asher. I'll see you Monday"

"Looking forward to it Ms. Edwards."

I hang up the phone and let out the squeal that has been begging to be heard. And heard it was as a group of niners turns towards me with weird looks, but I couldn't care less. I've been dreaming about this internship ever since Mr. Simpson mentioned it to our whole journalism team. The local newspaper has graciously reached out to take in a high school journalism student for an internship. From what I heard, they had over thirty applicants from the local high schools in the area. And they picked me!

Still in shock, I put my phone into my bag and make my way, more like run my way, towards the front doors of Degrassi in search of the one person I'm most excited to tell. I quickly search for him knowing he promised to meet me by the front steps. But all I see are other random students. Where is he? I ask myself before I hear my name called.

"Clare!" I turn towards the noise and there he is standing near a bench to the side of the school.

I race down the steps towards him, ignoring any strange looks thrown my way. "Eli! Eli! Guess what?" I ask right before jumping into his awaiting arms. He simply laughs under his breath.

"Clare," he chokes out. "I need to breathe." Oops, guess in all my excitement I pretty much squeezed the heck out of Eli.

I gently pull away. "Sorry. I'm just so excited! You won't believe who I just got off the phone with."

"A vampire?" He asks with a smirk on his face.

I roll my eyes. "No, Eli. Will you ever let that go?" He simply shakes his head with that same smirk before I continue. "I just got off the phone with an editor at The Toronto Daily. I got the internship!"

His eyes widen in surprise as his lips curl up into a grin. I'll never tire of seeing this happy look on his face. "Clare, that's fantastic! I mean, I knew you would get it. They'd have to be crazy not to give it to you. I may have had to run a car into their building if they chose someone else." We both laugh.

"I thought we agreed on no more car crashing," I tell him playfully.

He shrugs. "A guy needs some fun in his life."

"Hmmm, well I think I can offer you a much better alternative Mr. Goldsworthy." I bring my hands up to grab the collar of his blue Degrassi polo.

His hands come down to rest in their usual place on my waist as his mouth turns into his signature smirk I have come to know and love. "What did you have in mind?"

I can't help but smile at the memory those words trigger in my mind and eagerly play along. "Well, I don't know…" I trail off as I tug his head lower towards mine and brush my lips against his. This right here, this is what I missed for so long while Eli and I were separated. I've missed the feel of his arms encircling my waist making me feel safe and secure. I've missed the way his eyes light up whenever he sees me. I've missed feeling his lips against mine. I've even missed that dumb smirk of his that just about drives me crazy, not that I would ever complain though.

"I'm so proud of you," he whispers after resting his forehead on mine.

I simply blush under his gaze. "Thanks."

"You never cease to impress me Clare."

I look up at him, both slightly embarrassed and joyful. "Really?" I ask him quietly.

He nods as he grabs one of my hands and leads me towards the bench where he sits before bringing me down to rest on his lap with one arm around my waist and the other leading toward our now intertwined hands where my gaze has wandered.

He looks up at me "You impressed me when you skipped class that first day we actually hung out." He lifts his head to plant a soft kiss to my temple. "You impressed me when you wrote that letter to your parents." His lips wander to cheek. "You impressed me when you were confident enough in our feelings and connection to confront me about it although I wasn't exactly welcoming of it at the time." He then quickly gives my nose a kiss. "You impressed me when you set off the stink bomb." We both lightly chuckle at that memory as he lifts our joined hands to graze his lips over my knuckles. "You impressed me with how you handled the Vegas Night incident." He rests his lips on my shoulder. "You impressed me with how strong you stayed through all the stuff going on with your parents while simultaneously dealing with finding out about my hoarding." He changes his routine and loosens his hand from mine in order to cup my cheek. I'm sure he can feel how much I am blushing through the intense amount of heat that is most likely radiating from my skin. He seems to notice this as he gives me a quick smirk. "I would go on, but I think you might just melt." I swat his hand away from my face playfully.

"You're not that great, Eli."

"And you're not that great at lying, Clare." He fires back. I've missed our banter.

I interlock my hands behind his neck. "I've missed you." We both know I'm not referring to the few hours since lunch.

"I know how you feel," he says. I smile at him.

"Walk me home?" I ask. He nods his head as we both get off the bench and turn towards the direction of my house.

He grabs my hand as we begin walking and looks down at me. "Congratulations again, Clare. I really am proud of you."

I grin up at him. "Thanks. I can't wait to start on Monday. I keep thinking about how amazing it will be to work with all the writers and editors and just be in that atmosphere." I pause as I feel my excitement at the future. "I don't know, I just have this feeling that this really will be a life changing experience for me."

That concludes Chapter 1. Thank you all so much for reading! I hope you enjoyed it. I will try and update as soon as I can. Please feel free to leave me reviews as they truly are the best motivator and I greatly appreciate them. :)