Degrassi FanFic1:
(Before the episode "My Body Is A Cage")
Fiona's point of view.
Chapter One
I walked down the hallway in a daze. Holly J was on the other end of the school, at a so-called student council meeting. As if. I'd bet my entire savings account that she was sucking face right now with President Bhandari. I held my books closer to me. Students I passed threw me strange looks. They'd all probably heard of the whole 'Twincest' scandal. Who hadn't heard about it? Stupid, stupid me. I'd always be the Crazy Coyne. First, kissing Declan. Next, my parents thinking I was lying about Bobby. Maybe I really am crazy. I sighed and started flipping through a fashion magazine as I walked. When I turned the corner, I immediately collided with someone. "Rude much?" I snapped from the ground. The boy was obviously younger than me. "S-sorry," he stammered, glancing over his shoulder nervously. "Running from the cops?" I joked as he helped me up. "N-no, just Fitz and Owen," He seemed extremely jittery. He had a strange look to him. His features were
softer than most boys. It was odd. Then again, who am I to be complaining about oddness? My only friend here is my brother's ex. And she owes me money. She's obligated to be my friend. "Are you new here?" I asked. "Yeah. I'm Adam Torres," he answered. Hmm. Adam. "Fiona Coyne," I answered. The bell rang. "Well, I don't want to be tres late for French class," I told him. I started walking. "See you around?" he called after me hopefully. "Definitely," I grinned. As I turned the corner, I could still see him smiling. I smiled on my way to french. "Hi Fiona," Riley said timidly. "When did you come back to Degrassi?" he asked. "Why? Want me to pretend to be your girlfriend again?" I snapped. He stepped away from me. "Fiona, I-" he started. "Don't talk to me," I muttered, walking past him. I tried not to let my run in with Riley sour my mood. French went by in a blur. Between classes, I passed Adam, flanked by a new, aloof boy, dressed in all black. He stopped
talking to his Goth friend for a moment and shot me a shy smile. I grinned back at him. His aloof friend made some sort of comment, and Adam slapped his shoulder. "Boo!" Holly J exclaimed from behind me. "Holly J!" I exclaimed breathlessly. "Sorry." Holly J smiled apologetically. "I saw who you were flashing those pearly whites at," she teased. "I don't know what you're talking about," I said innocently. "Because I can totally hook you guys up," Holly J told me. "I don't really want a relationship right now. After what happened with Bobby..." my voice trailed off as the gruesome memories replayed in my mind. "Ok, ok. But when you are, I can set it up." she smiled. "Thanks for the offer," I smiled. I think Holly J really is a true friend. "I mean, he's not really your type, I mean, he drives a hearse, but hey-" Holly J prattled on. "Adam drives a hearse?" I asked, confused. "No, but Eli does." Holly J answered, sounding even more confused than I was.
"Eli? What- no, I was smiling at Adam," I explained. Holly J made a face and bit down on her bottom lip. "Adam Torres..." her voice trailed off. "What, you'd prefer me smiling at a guy that drives a hearse?" I was confused at Holly J's disdain. "He seems sort of... strange," she admitted. "Well of course he's strange, he drives a hearse," I stated. "What? No Fiona, I meant Adam's kind of strange," she stressed. "Well sorry, not every guy is perfect President Bhandari," I snapped at her. "Don't get angry, I didn't mean it like that! I-" she started. "Whatever Holly J, I have to get to Chemistry," I stormed off. Chemistry flew by, and next was lunch. I got on line in the cafeteria. "Hey," a familiar voice said shyly beside me. "Adam! Hi!" I answered happily. He reached out and picked up a plate of moldy carrots. "Ew, don't eat those," I advised. He lifted the plate to his nose, sniffed, shrugged, and put it on his tray. I laughed. "Nasty," I commented. He
shrugged and smiled a small smile. His lips were oddly full for a guy. "Next," the cafeteria worker grunted. I pushed my tray over to the cashier. "$3.25," she grumbled. I reached into my designer bag and pulled out my wallet. Coins flew everywhere. "Shoot," I muttered under my breath. "I got it," Adam answered, pulling 4 dollars out of his pocket and handing it to the woman. Then he handed her money for his lunch. "Thanks," I said gratefully after scooping up at least 2 dollars in dimes. "No problem," he smiled shyly. I reached into my bag and pulled out $3.25. "No, it's fine," he assured. I smiled and placed my money back in my bag. "Fi! Fiona!" Holly J called, running up to us. "Hi Fiona and... Adam," she greeted. "Hey," Adam replied. "Um, I'll go get us a table," Holly J said, darting away from us. "Do you want to eat with us?" I asked Adam. He looked surprised, then pleased, then embarassed. "Sorry, I told Eli I'd eat with him. Maybe some other
time," he said shortly. "Well, see you around." I told him, disappointed. "Bye," he grinned. I watched him walk over to his table before walking over to Holly J. "Sorry for the freak out this morning," I said sheepishly. "No, it was my fault," Holly J sighed. "Adam's kind of weird, but he seems nice," Holly J admitted. I smiled, satisfied that she was on my side.