Chapter One:

Obviously I do not own any of the Degrassi characters except for Roxanne. If I did, do u think I'd be sitting here writing this.

" Right there is fine" said Roxanne to the two men who were now placing her red couch on the white carpet.

" Well I think thats everything"

" I guess...this is goodbye Roxy"

" It's not goodbye Dad, you can come by whenever you have time and call from time to time "

" You can come visit us when things get stable...please take care of yourself. I know you're more of a grown up then I am, I feel horrible about doing this but if it's what you want then...I mean you're only sixteen and ..."

" Dad, you're gonna miss ur flight, I'll be fine, trust me. Just give me one last hug..."

They embrace

" You sure you don't wanna come, I mean Canada is great but so are the states and this is a new neighborhood..."

"Bye Dad"

"Okay the safe with money is in...the bathroom..I believe...I'm more of a mess about this then you are, remember you're starting Degrassi next week, you'll love it just like I did, and tommorow I'm having a friend of mine and his son come help you move furniture around in the morning so wake up early"

"Bye dad, I love you"

" I love you too sweety...the envelope with spare cash is under your mattress along with all the information and new phone number...I'm so proud of you hunny and I'll be sending you anything you need just say the word and don't forget to write to me"

" Thanks Dad, I'll be fine, don't you worry, call as soon as you get to New Jersey"

"Bye baby" she waved goodbye and saw a tear escape her fathers eye as she shut the door.

The funny thing is that she was okay with the whole idea of living on her own. She'd been doing it since she was ten years old. Her mother walked out on her two days after she was born leaving her father to raise her. He was young when she was born, only seventeen years old and he had just graduated high school. Becoming a father at such a young age was scary so he got help from his mother, her grandmother Lucy but when she died when Roxanne was nine it left her with no one. Her father was a handsome, intelligent man and owned three businesses across Canada which meant he was never home, she was forced to use the things her grandmother taught her to get , cleaning,grooming...all her responsibilities.. When the news came that he was moving to the states to open up business there and to also pursue his relationship with his newest girlfriend she refused and brought up the idea of emancipation. After thorough persuasion he agreed only under the circumstances that she moved to his childhood neighborhood and went to his old highschool and she agreed as long as it meant she'd stay in Canada.

So here she was alone in her new place with her new furniture, new everything. Her furniture was everywhere except where it was supposed to be, her bed was in the living room, her couch was in the hallway and she wouldn't be able to do anything about it until tommorow morning.

"So what am I supposed to do until then?" she thought out loud while walking to her bathroom. Her entire place was beautiful especially her bathroom, it was huge with a victorian bathtub and huge shower, once she fixed it up with the towels and curtains her dad brought her it would look great. She looked in the mirror. The girl who stared back at her was beautiful and she knew it, she remembered her grandma always telling her that she never had to worry about her looks because although she was beautiful, nothing matters more then her heart. Her long jet black hair made most girls envious, her light green eyes and fair colored skin showed that she was hispanic and there was something about her that made her seem mysterious which is why most guys were attracted to her.

"Maybe I should go explore this new neighborhood. Where did I leave my purse?" she grabbed her purse and left her new house,locking the door behind her.

She drove herself over to the nearest mall, which wasnt too hard to find, parked her car and walked in. She went to store after store and spotted plenty of dateable guys.

"I wonder if any of those guys go to my school" she though while glancing upon a group of four boys standing by the payphones one of them on the phone, the rest giving her all the attention she wanted...

To be continued...