Disclaimer: Nope, don't own it. Also, the title and summary are by the devilishly talented Alkaline Trio. I don't own them either.

Okay, so I've never been one to like either Darcy or spinner. Nothing against them, they just bore me. But this idea came to me one day in the shower and I just ran with it. Hope ya'll enjoy!

"Darcy, come on, Let me come in! I promise I'll be on my best behavior, 100 Christian activity, I swear." Spinner cooed, arms wrapped around my waist and puppy dog face on my shoulder. Smiling resolutely I unwound myself from his embrace and climbed out of his car.

"Spin, I told you, my mom doesn't let me have boys over, never has never will! It's one of her unquestionable rules, I can't, well, question it! I'm not about to go break it and get in trouble just so that we can go up to my room and make out behind my parent's backs. I'll call you later, okay?" I said, leaning through the window to give him a kiss goodbye before stepping up onto the curb.

"Bye Spinner!" I called. The car didn't budge.

"Spin-ner..." I warned, and finally my boyfriend let up on the brake and began to roll away.

"One of these days, Darce, one of these days!" He called back to me as he drove off. Ahh, that boy, he's really something. Something sweet or something strange, I'm not quite sure yet, but whatever he is, he's mine. And I really, really like him. I think I may even love him, and I hate lying to him, it's just... Spinner has gone through so much for me, he's laid out his heart and poured out his soul so that there would be no secrets between us, and here I am keeping something so huge from him.

But you see, Spinner only knows this Darcy, The Degrassi Darcy. The one who cheers for the spirit squad and prays with friendship club, and doesn't have boys over to her house. And that's the me I want him to know, that I want everyone to know. Who I was before I moved to Degrassi halfway through my freshman year...that's not a girl I'm proud of. She's a girl I gladly left behind and never want to meet again. When my family transplanted themselves here to Toronto so that I could have a fresh start, I know they made huge sacrifices for me. I love them dearly for giving me a chance at a clean slate to begin High School with and I am not going to make their efforts in vain. That's why I'm not going to mess this one up. This time around I am going to make my parents proud of their daughter, not ashamed of her. God has forgiven me of my sins, and I'm serious about devoting myself to living a life for the Lord. Okay, I'll admit it though, I had a little bit of a slip-up last year with the spirit squad. I guess dropping the captain from our stunt wasn't exactly the most Christian thing to do, but I've asked both Paige's and God's forgiveness for that. Now I've just got to pray that my mother will forgive me for being home so late from school today.

"Darcy Cathryn!"

Uh, oh, so much for being the perfect daughter.

"You were supposed to be home twenty minutes ago! Now I've only got ten minutes to make it to work, and you know how bad traffic is at this time of day!" She exclaimed exasperatedly.

"I'm sorry mom, really, I mean it. It won't ever happen again. I'll try harder to be more responsible next time."

"I know you will my love," she sighed, "It's just, your father and I work so hard-"

"I know you do Mom. I'm really sorry to let you down again." I replied dejectedly. I hated disappointing my family, and yet it seemed I couldn't stop doing it. Even now when I was trying so hard to be a good person...

"Okay then Darcy, I really must go now. Corbin is in the living room, and I didn't get around to giving him his bath for the day, so that's going to be up to you. There are leftovers in the fridge for dinner, and I've got my cell if you need me. I love you dear." She said before kissing my cheek and heading for the door.

"Love you too mom, and thanks...you know, for everything."

She smiled at me once more before leaving, and I made my way over to Corbin's playpen.

"Hey there little man!" I said, picking up the nine month old, "Did you have fun today doing all your silly little baby things?" He gurgled happily, and placed his chubby little hands over my mouth. He loves to do that, because usually I will growl and pretend to eat his fingers, but today my heart just wasn't in it. Sighing, I kissed his hands and then his forehead. You see, the problem is, the new and improved Darcy isn't supposed to have a son.