*BEFORE YOU READ THIS STORY*- Before you read this, please understand that Eli and Clare are juniors at Degrassi. They might be a bit out of character at some points in the story. (But, never TOO MUCH out of character.) I thought of this story one day and it just really turned out good. So, please have patients and this story will unravel between its twists and turns! Enjoy!

THE JUNKIE-CHAPTER 1

ELI'S PROSPECTIVE

"Alright, no problem, I'll get the beer than come over," I told Fitz closing my phone and placing it on my desk. I glanced at Bianca who was still passed out on my bed from the ecstasy pills we "split," from last night. I smirked and pulled my pants up over my legs. As I was buttoning my pants I heard a quiet moan from her lips. She sat up squinting her eyes from the light coming in through my window. She immediately was alarmed when she saw me. "Did we sleep together?" She asked holding her head in her hands. I smirked and said, "Let's just say you kept your pants on." She laughed and threw her sweater on. "Where are you going?" I asked her handing Bianca her shoes. "Heading over to Rees's, going to skip today. Then, I'll meet you down at the ravine?" I nodded, "Yeah." As she was leaving she spun around and said, "This never happened, right?"

I nodded as she made her way out of my house. I sighed smiling knowing I could always count on Bianca for making me "feel" better. I sat on my bed looking for my beer that I hadn't finished from last night. I sighed in defeat when I couldn't find it. Sadly, I was addicted to alcohol and weed. And, occasionally I would smoke a cigarette. Trust me; I have tried so hard to stop myself from doing this. Except every time I tried stopping I would end up running to get what my body craved for. I remember when I tried to stop smoking weed for one day. I was clean for two days, and I was pretty proud about it too. But, my body was sweating, it felt like my chest was closing up on me, and my whole body ached. I couldn't do it, so I got up searching for the one thing I needed...

I don't have lots of "friends," as a normal teenage boy does. But, that's because I'm not a normal teenage boy. My name is Elijah Goldsworthy and I am known in my school as "The Junkie." I smile at the people who make fun of my title because I know I am having a hell of a lot more fun right now than they ever will. I look at life like it has too roads. And, the two roads have one sign on each. One say's "Right" and the other say "Wrong." I have grown to know that taking the wrong way has got me who I am today. I don't like that I am addicted to the things that parents say never to do, or it's too dangerous. But, I love the rush, I love feeling the rush through my body. It makes you feel like you can gain control on yourself. I'm in control of my life now, and my parents can't tell me what to do or who to be or how to act. I'm in control of me.

I got dressed and headed into school late. I didn't really care so much for being on time, but today I should have cared. Crap, I was late for stupid Dawes who told me last class if I was late than she would give me detention. Now if I get detention my plans for after school would be ruined. I smirked walking into the classroom full of students, stupid over achievers. "Nice of you to join us Mr. Goldsworthy," Ms. Dawes said as I sat in my seat looking up at the bored. "Emotions," was written in pink and black chalk across the board. I looked over to Adam, who wasn't really a friend of mine, but we were cool with each other. "Partner?" I asked. He nodded smiling trying to pay attention to what Ms. Dawes was saying. "Okay, class now I want you to brainstorm with a partner on…" her sentence trailed off as she looked at the door. "Clare Edwards?" Ms. Dawes asked questioningly at the girl standing nervously at the door.

I honestly don't remember seeing her before, and I think she is new. But, then again I am oblivious to my surroundings sometimes. "Class this is a new student here, Clare Edwards." Everyone mumbled, "Hi Clare," like two year olds. I laughed pathetically picking at my nails. I looked down at my empty desk being filled with my shredding of sharpie coloring off my nails. "You can take a seat behind Elijah. The one right over there, Eli raise your hand." I lazily raised my hand and sighed as the smiling girl sat behind me. I turned around and she seemed to have been excited that I took interest in her presence. "Why are you so happy?" I asked darkly. "Why are you so sad?" She asked me, mocking my intelligent question I see, "Clare" well this means war. No one plays Elijah Goldsworthy at his own game; it's just not how you play.

I turned around and Ms. Dawes said, "Eli, work with Clare today." I was about to take my pencil and stab her in the forehead with it. I don't want to work with this girl, I was lucky if this girl knew what emotions were. She didn't look completely ditzy, but she did look too happy for my liking. I turned around smirking, trying to lighten the mood as the room filled with small talk. "So…" I mumbled placing a sheet of paper in front of me facing her. She didn't seem so happy now, she seemed kind of upset. Oh well, she did it to herself. Her head was down and I said, "You kind of have to look at me so we can brainstorm." She raised her head slowly, and I was amazed to see her bright blue eyes. "Sorry," she said. She went into her bag and took a piece of paper out and a pen. She titled the heading "Emotions." I smiled and suddenly didn't want to talk about emotions; I wanted to learn more about this girl. She seemed kind of broken, her happiness could have been an act, but why would I care. Maybe, I would just want a good time with her. Yeah, I think I've settled on just trying to get her in bed with me. I nodded smirking at her.

I was slowly checking her out, undressing her with my eyes, when she snapped her fingers. "Oh sorry," I said laughing. "Listen, I don't want to work with you just as much as you don't want to work with me, so can we just get this over with?" She asked interrupting my staring. I then noticed the cross dangling on her neck, shit she was Christian. Such a shame really, a body like that shouldn't be saved until marriage. It should be used until marriage. And, then used over and over again like a paper towel. Wow, my thoughts are really dirty. I smiled and asked, "What are your emotions right now?" She rolled her bright blue eyes and said, "Annoyance." I said, "Ouch, well I'm not trying to annoy you. Just…" She said, "Undressing me with your eyes." I opened my mouth in shock and closed it, "Maybe." She laughed and said, "Well then, I'll let you get back to your business." I was confused by her statement, "What?"

She leaned closer over the table and said, "Listen, I've met plenty of guys like you. You're all the same, just looking for a good time. I just want to let you know I'm not one of the girls." I nodded thinking how fun it would be maybe inviting her out tonight, maybe I can get some head from her or something. She seemed like a good challenge for me. I needed someone besides Bianca; no offense to her she's a pretty awesome girl. Bianca wouldn't listen to me talk; she'd just kiss me all over making me forget about talking. "Well, maybe I can try and change your mind." She was about to say something when the bell rung. Fuck! Come on the one time I want to be in class, the bell rings. "Seems like you're going to have to wait until tomorrow to find that answer out," she whispered biting her lip and swaying her hips involuntarily as she walked out. I walked slowly out of English and I watched intently as this girl walked away from me…

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"Sorry, I just really need this. Please, Clare." I can't believe I was begging this girl to let me get my beer. She tilted her head teasingly and smiled shaking her head, "I don't think so." I sighed and said, "Listen, I don't know what you have up your sleeve but this isn't going to happen right now. You are going to let me buy my beer and then you can go on with your boring night working, okay? Sound like fun? Great." She looked at me like I was crazy. "I'll sell you these beers if I can drink them with you."

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