Title: Selling My Body, Selling My Heart

Chapter 1: Prolouge

Disclaimer: Oh boy! Do we have to tell the obvious in ALL fanfiction? Fine! I do not own Degrassi! Happy?

Note: Guess where I lived? In New Orleans. Meaning I am a victim of Hurricane Katrina, so I wrote this in my very spare time and I hope you all won't get mad if I can't update too soon. But I like this story.

I walked off with the money in my hand. It wasn't a whole lot, but it was enough to pay off the apartment bills. I would've waved good-bye to him, but he was already in his home. I was a bit unfamiliar with my location for a split second, it was my first time at his home anyway. I looked at the money that he gave me and was rather disappointed. I know I could've earned more than 10 for that. I would've tried to make him feel a bit more bigger than he was by moaning out his name at random moments, but I never knew it.

10 probably wasn't enough to pay off the rent money in the apartments, but it was good enough to feed me. I could try to earn money from Craig once again. I know I might be wrong for using Craig's broken heart as a reason for me to sell my body to him, but I too have been through hard times. The first person I ever had a crush on was someone named Marco, my best friend. At the time, we were hardly strangers, but I let out my feelings to him, and he gave me his. His feelings didn't belong to me though, they belong to my sworn enemy's brother at the time. Paige and me are on okay terms now, but I still feel inferior to her, even before I started selling my body to her ex, Spinner.

Spinner could barely afford half of my effort, but he was desperate and he needs me. The school may hate me along with Spinner once they found out about our secret behind closed doors, but I don't care. I don't have many friends anyway. Alex is too busy drinking and smoking in her tears of sorrow to even care give a living thought about me. Marco's been a mystery since day one. I don't know anything he does anymore, but he surely doesn't have time for me. Craig only speaks to me at our social meetings, but even then, he's too nervous about our night to give me a wave. Ashley is still in London, where I have no way of contacting her without a computer. Last is my mom... Well, it doesn't surprise me that my mom betrayed her promise to me and went ack to heavy drinking, where I left back into the apartment.

Sean is most important to me. He'll never know how much I loved seeing his face. Every morning I woke, there was his face, right in front of mines. I'd always give his cheeks a small pinch, where he'd wake up some mornings. It was kinda awkward the first time I told him I love him. I guess it was because we already sent the message to each other through our actions. It was like I was telling him something new, yet old at the same time. He meant everything to me and he never broke my heart. He was my first love, my first lover, my first real boyfriend. Until one day where Rick bought his gun to school and nearly shot him. Sean turned it around instead, and shot him with the gun. He felt like he needed someone to deal with... But I wasn't who he was looking for. There, without asking me how I felt about it, he left me behind so he could stay with his parents.

Millions of thoughts ran across my mind on the walk home. Though everything stayed on the same topic, my thoughts always changed. I thought about how I slept with Spinner and Craig, and how it meant nothing to me, but every night I spent with Sean just meant we were getting closer to each other. It seemed he was no better than everyone else that paid a few bucks as I cried myself to sleep a few nights ago. The first time I earned money for sex was when I slept with Craig. My intentions sure wasn't to sell my body to him, but I thought of the moment as a romantic night. Then he handed me 50 that night and walked out of the house. I wasn't heartbroken, but relieved. Relieved because I found a cure to my rather unhappy life.

As I finally made it to my apartment building, I couldn't help but notice Jimmy walking down the corner. Though he was on his feet for 2 weeks now, it was still unbelievable how he immediately went back to his basketball career. He always give me a friendly wave as he passed up the building. My heart seemed to stop every time I looked him in the eye. I was a fool to give him up as easily as I did. I was worried about his relationship with Ashley, one she seemed to have forgotten. If I knew she was going to leave him in the dust the way she did, I would've gave our possible relationship a try. But now here I am, left in the pouring rains of sorrow and loneliness. Nothing left but my body that constantly gets used by desperate people, and my broken heart.