Another story? Yes. Wait until you read this story. It is filled with so much drama and it's very sad. When you read this, please don't be mad at me. Read, review, give me suggestions. Okay? I'll really appreciate it.

Side Note: Jake and Clare aren't step siblings.

-Don't Own Degrassi-

The sky was gray and the rain drizzled. Everyone was gathered in the church, dressed in all black. Tears slid down their faces as they listened to the preacher talk.

Regret filled through his body. He didn't mean for it to go this far. He wished he hadn't done this. She still would have been alive. He stood on his tiptoes, trying to look at the casket, but it was closed. The sight - it was too gruesome. Her body lying in a puddle of blood.

He stuck his hand in his pocket and felt the note she had written him right before she killed herself. He looked over to see her friends staring at him, giving him a killer glare. He shouldn't be here. It wasn't right. He walked down the aisle and exited the church. Teas slid down his face.

"You hurt me," were her last words.

The last time he saw her before she killed herself was at the school. They were in the middle of the lunch room. She was screaming at him, angry tears sliding down her face. Almost everyone was laughing at her, teasing her for being so foolish. He put on an act, pretending that her words didn't hurt him, but it did. He was hurt in the inside and he felt so bad. He felt bad for hurting her.

As he walked down the street, pictures of her face kept popping up. Her beautiful smile, her beautiful auburn locks, her precious blue eyes. No more would he see that. She was gone and there was nothing he could do about it.

8 months before

"Jake, Dallas and I chose your next victim," Drew said, smirking.

Every so often, Drew, Dallas, Jake, Adam and Eli would make a bet to get into a girl pants. They had exactly two months to try to win the girl over, if they didn't, they had to go through the school wearing a dress. So far, no one has lost. Most of the girls at Degrassi were just that easy.

"Who is she?" Eli asked, doing his lopsided smirk.

"Here she comes now," Dallas said, snickering.

Just then, Saint Clare walked through the lunchroom with her best friends Jenna and Alli by her side. She laughed wildly, her white dress flowing as she walked. Eli groaned as she walked past him, not catching eye contact with him. He couldn't stand Clare and the feelings were mutual. They had English together and they bickered all the times. Mrs. Dawes said the two were her star pupils so she always had them work together.

They had their differences. Clare was so pure, so innocent. She always wanted things done perfectly. She was a pure perfectionist and no one could disagree. Eli hated that about her. He hated everything about her. Sure, the girl was beautiful, but she was so ... stuck up.

This was going to be the hardest thing he ever done. Eli groaned, listening to his friends laugh and tease him. They knew how much he couldn't stand Clare. They knew that him and Clare always clashed.

"Clare Edwards?!" Adam yelled, "Guys, she's nice and my friend. Don't do that to her."

"Yeah, that's Adam's friend. I-I can't do that," Eli stammered.

"Come on, Eli. A dare is a dare. You know what'll happen if you don't," Dallas taunted.

"Are you gonna back out?" Jake asked teasingly.

"No," Eli said looking at Clare's table, "I got this."

/.../

It was now fifth period. Eli walked into English a little early, hoping he could talk to Clare before Mrs. Dawes walked in. Clare was sitting in her usual seat, talking to her friend. Eli walked up to her, clearing his throat. His heart was thudding against his chest. He didn't want to go through this. He felt his palms get sweaty as her big, blue eyes stared at him with annoyance.

"Clare, can I talk to you ... alone?" he asked.

Clare sighed, shooing away her friend. She motioned for him to sit. Eli mentally rolled his eyes and sat down next to Clare.

"What is it, Goldsworthy?" she asked.

"I thought that we could work at my place tonight. I heard The Dot was going to be a little crowded tonight."

Clare took a minute to speak. She gave Eli a questionable look before mumbling a 'fine'. Eli thought this was going to be a little easy. Normally Clare would put up a fight, but right now, she wasn't. Eli gave her a nodded before going to take his seat.

/.../

Clare told Eli she was going to meet him at his house. He gave her his address and phone number to call when she was on her way. Clare went home and freshened up. She put some of her homework on her desk, then went to re-curl her hair.

Deep down, she always had a crush on Elijah Goldsworthy. He was was so cute with his sarcastic remarks, his beautiful green eyes and his drop dead sexy smirk. The only thing that made Clare not like him was that he was too cocky. He thought that everything he said was right.

She sent Eli a text saying she was on her way. She grabbed her purse and bag before heading out. His house was in a walking distant, so she had no trouble getting there. Once she arrived, she took a deep breath. She knocked on the door, closing her eyes for a brief second. When the door opened, her heart skipped a beat and her breath hitched. He was so damn sexy.

"Come on in, Edwards," he said, stepping aside.

Clare walked in the house and stared at it in awe. It was nice with beautiful decor. She sat her bag down on the table and took a seat on the couch. She reached in her bag and began to dig around for her work.

"Clare, we're going up to my room," Eli chuckled.

Clare gulped and slowly nodded her head. She put her things back in her bag and grabbed her belongings. She followed Eli up the stairs and into his room. She sat her purse on Eli's dresser and placed her book bag on the floor next to his bed. She sat on his bed and reached for her book bag. She reached in and grabbed her books.

"So, w-where do you want to start, Eli?" Clare asked, not looking up.

"Actually," Eli said, walking over towards Clare and tilting her chin up, "I want to start right here."

He leaned in to her and kissed her lightly on the lips. Clare let a little squeak escape from her lips. Eli pulled apart and smirked.

"Is this okay?" he asked.

"More than okay," Clare said, pulling Eli into another kiss.