Imogen took in a huge breath and sighed happily as she watched the clock slowly turn 3 o’ clock. She was so excited about seeing Eli today, since they last talked at school she hadn’t really seen much of him since school was out for summer. That last time they talked Eli had apologized to her about totally using her to get Clare back. He really didn’t realize how much he hurt her even if he did say he knew he did. Imogen liked Eli a lot and it was going to take some time to get over him. She did everything for him and he used her like she was nothing. It made her sick to her stomach sometimes. But she knew Eli was having problems, so she forgave him. She knew he was getting better, so she was willing to give him another chance. Pushing her thoughts to the side Imogen hoped out of her bed and skipped happily across her room to grab her purse and head over to the dot to meet Eli. She checked her appearance by looking in the mirror one last time before leaving. Looking back at her full view reflection, Imogen made sure she looked okay. She was wearing a plaid skirt, with red and black checkered leggings underneath, along with her black high tops. Her long black sleeves came down right to the middle of her palms, floral black lace at the ends. She smiled slightly at herself and grabbed each of her pig tails and pulling them down, now her long brown hair swaying down right past her shoulders. Imogen never wore her hair down, but she actually thought she would today. No one has ever seen her with her hair down, actually. She sighed as she stormed out the door and made her way to the dot as fast as she could by foot. Once she made it, she peeked inside window, seeing Eli sitting down at one of the tables by himself. Imogen took a deep breath as she pulled the doors to, and walked inside making her way over to Eli. “Hello, Eli Goldsworthy.” She said and flashed him a smile, hoping he’d notice her slight change in appearance. ~~~~ Imogen smiled at Eli when he got up, not noticing exactly what he was doing. She kept her gaze on him for a brief moment before he sat back down, she could sense the frustration running through Eli’s mind like it was her own. That’s something Imogen was good at, reading people. Most people thought Imogen was just some creepy stalker girl but really, she wasn’t. She had a gift, a gift to read people and know what they’re feeling. Liking Eli like she did only made her want to help him more when she felt he needed it, because she knew she could. She did before. Imogen could handle Eli’s problems quite well. When they first met, she did the craziest things to help Eli. They worked. In other peoples minds, Imogens way of handling things were very odd. What those people didn’t understand was that Imogen was very intelligent and knew what she was doing half of the time. But another part of her was lost, lost in her own little world. She needed someone to care for her, because her parents didn’t at all. They were gone all the time, most of the time she didn’t even know where they were. They’d just leave for a few weeks then come back, but she tried to stay strong. She had to, she had no choice. Imogen slowly made her way to the other side of the table, she sat down across from Eli and smiled once again, flipping her now exposed long hair behind her shoulder. “That’s fine, Eli.” Imogen said in her normal on going voice, sliding the coffee next to her. She looked up and caught Eli dead in the eye. She studied his emotions for a moment and she could tell her was feeling very awkward. She didn’t blame him though, after what they’ve done and what he’s done to her. They both agreed that they were going to start over and that’s what Imogen wanted to do. That didn’t mean she didn’t still have feelings for Eli, though, because she very much did. How could she not? She felt as if it was her job to help Eli. She’s helped him deal with his problems before and she could do it again, and she could very easily make Eli fall into that situation again. She let her eyes move from his down to her coffee, stirring a spoon around in it before taking a sip. “It’s going fantastic!” Imogen said in her normal energetic tone as she took a sip of her coffee. “How is yours going, Eli?” Imogen asked, and right when you thought she was going to let him answer she spoke again. “I mean since your diagnose?” She said and studied his facial expressions as he spoke of that. She smiled simply at him so innocently you could mistake her for a 2 year old. ~~~~ Imogen raised one eye brow, still observing Eli’s every emotion in every way she could without him noticing it. And she did a good job at that, she always did. She knew he didn’t quite know how to handle the fact that he was bipolar yet, but when she got finished with him he would be. She glanced behind her at the guy he was staring at; it was just some random dude that didn’t even go to degrassi so she automatically knew he was nervous. She took a quick glance down to his hands, one resting on the handle of his coffee and the other in his lap. All signs of nervousness. Taking a closer look she noticed Eli’s hand shacking, ever so slightly. She let out a sigh and moved her head back up slowly, meeting his eyes as she did so, him now probably thinking what the fuck. She gave him another innocent smile and reached up, removing her glasses and revealing her deep brown eyes, that same color of her hair that was actually down. She smiled at Eli once again now with her glasses off, knowing she was doing a good job because he caught eye contact with her when she looked up at him that time. Imogen was so good at these kinds of things, she smiled once again but not at him, at herself. Eli broke the silence again, stating that it didn’t matter. Of course it mattered. That’s the only thing that was on Eli’s mind now days, and Imogen knew that. She knew everything. Right when she was about to say something Eli cut her off, mentioning the dance. She let out a small chuckle and took a sip of her coffee. “Of course I know what happened, Eli. I know everything, don’t I?” She asked and winked at him, then turning that expression into another slight laugh. “Kidddddingg!” Imogen sang and smiled warmly at Eli.
Imogen Moreno has been reserved until later tonight. So hurry and audition before someone snatches her up ;)
We’ll be making our final decision either later tonight, or early tomorrow!
Anya rolled over in bed and looked out the window, the sun was shining and the birds were singing. She yawned as she dragged her way across her room over to her computer desk. Above her desk there were photographs of her and her friends through out the years. “I can’t believe I’m leaving them all. I almost wish I could stay at Degrassi a little longer…” “Anya! Anya, do you have your bags all packed? You have to be at the bus station in two hours!” Anya sighed “Ughh I know mom!” She finally felt like she had found her place, something she wanted to do with her life, but all of a sudden it became so real. “What if I get shipped overseas? I can’t put my mom through that!” Anya started scrambling around her room trying to sort out her thoughts. “I can’t back out now, can I?” The thought of leaving home, and leaving her mom so soon after her treatment was done, it was getting hard. A tear ran down her cheek as she took one long, last look at her room before she grabbed her bags and slowly walked down the stairs.
Bianca tapped her long fingernails on her desk as she stared at the clock that was in the front of the classroom. It was almost as if it was mocking her, there were five minutes left in class before the lunch bell rang but to Bee it felt like a eternity. Owen texted her at the start of the class asking her to meet him for lunch, she hadn’t talked to him since the argument they had a week ago. And to be brutally honest she really didn’t want to talk to him but she knew that Fitz and Owen were the only ones that would be there whenever she really needed them so she agreed to meet him. It seemed like the clock was not moving and this was making her restless. Bianca’s foot started to tap the chair in front of her they were following the same beat that her nails had started. She rested her head on the desk her curls fell over her face and she closed her eyes, she would at least get a little shut eye she thought to herself. She didn’t see how the girl sitting in front of her turned and rolled her eyes at her. Bianca kept tapping her foot and nails until she felt her desk slightly shake. She picked her head up and saw a girl staring at her. “What?” Bianca snapped at the girl. “Can you stop that?” The girl asked rolling her eyes. Bianca’s foot picked up the pace. “Yes I can” she said with a half smile on her glossy lips “but I won’t” she added flipping her hair to the side. The smile never left her lips; this girl obviously didn’t know who she was messing with because if she did she would have just put up with the tapping. “I’m asking nicely” the girl said a fake smile plastered on her lips. To Bianca it didn’t matter if you were being nice or rude to her the only thing that mattered was that this girl had been annoyed by her. “And your point is…?” Bianca was not going to let this go she couldn’t stand when girls thought they could keep up with her, because no one could act or do the things she did. Bianca was used to getting things her way and that even included arguments with delusional girls that thought they could take her, if any one had doubts about that all they had to do was ask the last girl that crossed her, Alli. Bianca destroyed Alli’s social life, she took her dance club away and then she took what was the most important thing to Alli, her boyfriend. “It annoys me that’s the point.” The girl spat out, Bianca rolled her eyes “I really don’t give a fuck if it annoys you; I just want to be clear on one thing, don’t ever touch me or the things that belong to me because I will make your life hell. Capiche.” Bianca’s smile had disappear she meant every word she said and she didn’t want this girl to think otherwise. “I’m not scared of you” the girl finally manage to say, but Bee could sense the fear in her voice and see it in her eyes. Bianca pulled herself closer to the girl she looked at her straight in the eyes “you should be” was all she said she continued to tap her foot against the chair waiting and wanting that the girl would say some sort of comeback but she didn’t she simply turned around and patiently waited for the bell to ring so she could bolt out of there and not have to be around Bianca at least for the rest of the day. Bianca smiled at herself knowing that once again she had gotten things her way.
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