Gots To Get Her

A Fitz and Clare Fan fiction

Fitz watched the flame as he sat back in the torn chair, angry as hell; looking around to all of his Ravine buddies. The emo-punk had almost gotten him expelled, Fitz was pissed. Eli Goldsworthy and Adam Torres, the two whom he detested the most throughout the world, he hated them beyond.

Fitz tossed a stick into the fire, smirking as he thought of the hell he was going to pull the Emo-brat and that gender-confused freak through tomorrow, when he goes back to Degrassi. "Hey, Fitz what's with you?" Bianca said, leaning over in a playful-flirty kind of way.

"Those losers are gonna have hell to pay." The infuriated bully said throwing another stick into the flame.

Bianca smirked, knowing exactly who he meant. "Have fun," she said and turned to face K.C., who she started eventually make-out with. Fitz glanced at them, and then quickly looked away, a disgusted look plastered on his face. That very look soon became a malevolent grin; he just couldn't wait for tomorrow.

Clare Edwards, Adam Torres, and Eli Goldsworthy were all sitting at the 'Dot' together, studying for their English class, Clare was the only one doing the actual studying. Eli and Adam kept laughing with one another, angering Clare. "Guys we have a test coming up, get to work already." Clare growled.

"Oh, come on Clare, lighten up," Adam joked and elbowed Clare playfully.

"I will," Clare said. "After we're done studying."

"Ugh," Eli moaned. "Clare, you're no fun." The Clare's Emo boyfriend said with a teasing smirk.

Clare glared at both, sighed, and looked out the window, yes; they had a table by the window. "Not my fault that you guys are too loose," she muttered under her breath and pouted.

The boys shrugged her negativity off and started to joke around together, pissing off Clare even farther. "Fine, I'm going home to study." She growled and began to pick up her textbook.

Eli and Adam sighed. "Clare, don't be like that," Eli said, grabbing Clare's wrist, begging her to stay.

"Later Eli," Clare said as she yanked her arm away and stormed out of the Café, Eli and Adam shrugged to each other in confusion.

"You can do better; beat that shithead's ass, K.C.!" Bianca yelled with a whistle.

K.C. had gotten into a fight with a guy named Reese, who surprisingly, was kicking K.C.'s ass.

Fitz gulped some of the beer he had been drinking, not paying attention to the fight, he was still preoccupied with punishment for Adam and Eli. Sure, he had already scared the crap out of Eli already during the Vegas dance, but Eli has pissed Fitz off to no extent, and he hasn't dealt with Adam at all yet, even if Adam was a chick.

Suddenly, Fitz's mind flashed to his enemies' female friend, Clare Edwards. "Heh," he snorted, sitting up. That curly haired brunette had actually smiled at him, genuinely of course. Her smile wasn't like how any of his buddies, like Bianca, smiled at him; Clare's smile was much more comforting than theirs. 'The hell," Fitz thought to himself, why was he thinking of her, of all people, she was one of the people that got him arrested. Sure, she was probably just trying to protect her boyfriend, and sure, she did try to protect me from the whole poisoning thing, I think, but still, she had also caused me arrest.

Fitz grunted in frustration, "My head hurts like hell, damn."

Clare turned on the table lamp and began to study for her English test, which was tomorrow. "God, can those two be more immature, I bet Fitz would be more mature than that," she said aloud to herself, the shook herself. "What am I thinking, Fitz would probably be just as mature," Clare laughed a little. "Those three just didn't get that they were just so similar."

Clare truly believed that if Adam and Eli just got over their petty feud with Fitz, they would be on good terms. Clare couldn't see why Eli and Adam hated Fitz so much; he wasn't a monster at all, just a typical bully. Fitz just needed some true friends, ones that weren't like Bianca or Owen, at least that's what Clare was thinking. Clare knew that Fitz had a good heart as her mind flashed to the Vegas dance when he gave her a corsage, it made her smile.

She and Fitz had joked around that night, as well, even she and Fitz might be friends, if Eli hadn't poisoned Fitz's drink.

Clare and Eli would still be a couple if he hadn't driven Fitz into temporary insanity. Clare yawned and checked the time, it was eleven p.m.; Clare turned off the lamp and got ready for bed.

Fitz had a hangover, and the morning sun was not helping it. "God, my head still hurts like hell, shit." He was still at the Ravine hangout.

"Mhm," Bianca groaned. "That's a hangover for ya, dumbass," she retorted with a grunt as she stood up and woke K.C. "Hey babe, what time is it?" she asked the football boy.

K.C. looked at his watch, his eyes widened. "Crap, we've got an hour before school, shit!" K.C. shouted and jolted up, Fitz, Bianca, and K.C. ran to a small red car.

"Clare!" Eli shouted as he saw his friend walk off the bus. Clare turned to him, placing her hands on her hips, an eyebrow raised.

"Please tell me you two had studied," Clare said as she crossed her arms.

Eli smirked. "Eventually, not for a very long time," Eli said smugly, making Clare smile.

"Well, as long as you studied for at least a second," Clare giggled as the two searched for Adam.

Fitz, Bianca, and K.C. had just made it in time for school, about an hour late; and were now sitting in the principal office. Principal Simpson had just gained his sanity back; Simpson had just let Degrassi go back to the way it used to be. Fitz relaxed in the chair, completely used to getting in trouble, same as Bianca. K.C. sat up straight, his tense muscles shown that he was completely nervous.

Simpson lectured them but let it slide, "Just this once, I'm not as tolerable as I used to be," the principal told them as he let them get to class. K.C. relaxed as he got out of the chair, but became tense once again when Fitz began to tease him about his nervousness.

"Dude, come on, stop being so uptight," Fitz retorted and Bianca nodded with a laugh. Bianca placed an arm around K.C., playfully bunching her make-out partner on the shoulder. Fitz's face held a sickened expression as the buddies of his began to flirt.

Fitz walked off, away from the two sex-addicts, hand in his pockets.

Clare was in her English class, behind Eli and beside Adam, when the bell rung. Clare stood up, "Well I have to go see Principal Simpson real quick, catch you guys later," Clare said and walked out of the class room.

"See ya," Eli muttered, hardly paying attention to anything except for the thumb war he and Adam were playing, and Clare rolled her eyes and continued to Simpson's office. Her bright blue eyes looked toward the ground as she walked.

Fitz looked back at the fading images of Bianca and K.C. as he was about to turn a corner. With a mocking huff, he turned his head around, but when he turned the corner, he rammed into none other than Clare Edwards, literally.

Clare fell down on her butt as she bumped into a broad figure. "Well, look at this," the figure, who seemed very familiar at this point. "Where are the other two misfits at?" the rough voice spoke again, quite smugly.

Clare's eyes widened as she looked up to see none other than Mark Fitzgerald, also known as: Fitz.

"Oh my God," Clare gasped as she froze in shock.

"Ah princess, nice to see you too," Fitz said, sarcasm in every word.

"Hah," Clare wheezed; eyes still quite wide. "Th-that's good." Clare stuttered out, still staring straight into Fitz's taunting eyes.