[Disclaimer] If you really don't realize I own nothing except for the Angelic Aurora and the Tarnished Jordana then maybe you don't realize that this is the **TV** section. As in everything and anything pretty much belongs to CTV.

{WHOLE Summary} For Paige, Emma, and Craig, the student exchange seemed perfect. Paige could prove she wasn't heartless and Emma was Craig's last hope for an old friend. But when romance blossoms, feelings run hay wire, lives get ruined, and evil plans arise... things begin to get sticky!

[Author's Note] This takes place when the oldest group from Degrassi is in grade 11 and Emma and her gang are in grade 10.... so basically its Degrassi High here we come...!!!

~Also if you review my story I'll read and review your most recently updated story unless told otherwise... thanks much and read on!

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-Can I Get An Exchange?-
~Paige~
I stood there in front of them completely astonished, I couldn't believe she was doing this to me, and with him of all people. She promised she wouldn't touch him, go near him, or even flirt with him but here she was underneath him. It broke every promise, but somehow it didn't surprise me.

"I... I can't believe it..." I shook my head, he was supposed to be loyal to me and she was supposed to be my best friend... I felt betrayed. She pushed him off of her and stood up and brushed herself off, finally she walked over to me.

"Paige... I do not know vat to say... 'e showed up and de next thing I knew- "

"Shut up Aurora... you're bull shit doesn't cut is with me." I snapped at her. She smiled innocently but a mischievous way, if that's even physically possible.

"Vell, vat can I say?" Aurora shrugged.

"Maybe..." I bit my bottom lip. "Maybe sorry?"

"I'm sorry," She laughed. "I'm sorry zee boy you like is so easy!" Again she smiled and brushed passed me. Her long light blonde hair whacked me in the face and I got a good whiff of the French-wannabe perfume she had dumped on herself daily.

I turned my attention to the boy sitting on the bed with his hands covering his face. "Well I hope you're happy!" I shouted at him. "This was all your big idea!" He didn't lift his face up. "'Show everyone differently!' 'Show them you have heart!' 'Take in the girl from France for two months!' 'It could be fun!' " Each line out of my mouth was a direct (or almost) from him.

He still sat their. "Damnit! I can't believe you're just going to sit there like you're the damaged one! Say something!" I screamed at him.

He finally looked up, his brown eyes seemed confused, hurt, and regretful. He took a deep breath. "You like me?" He finally said.

"Like you didn't know that!" I retorted. "Hon, I've been throwing hits since grade eight!"

He still just sat there, looking stunned now instead of upset. I stormed out of the room and walked down the hall to my own bedroom. After slamming the door behind me I fell onto my bed, my head landing firmly on the pillow. I cried into as I remembered everything that had happened four months ago.
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~Emma~
Jordana was crying heavily, her head placed firmly on my shoulder and with each deep gasp for breath she made I knew I wanted to kill that boy more and more. She had only been here for two months and things couldn't be worse. I stroked her soft brown hair trying to calm her down.

She finally sat up and looked at me with her big bloodshot brown eyes. "Why me?" She muttered. I didn't know what to say.

A few months ago this was the coolest idea ever, I loved high school for reasons like this. I could choose a country and have a girl come of for a few months to live with me, I had choose England since I hadn't taken much a language and I wanted someone I could actually understand. Well actually that's what Craig insisted I did; I had my heart set on having a girl from Germany stay, my practicing language. But I understand why now and I don't regret my choice.

All in all it worked out well, she was actually born in Canada, British Columbia to be exact, but moved to England in the grade eight; she thought it'd be fun to come back for awhile.

And tomorrow she'd go back, but not alone.

Craig and Manny walked in from the kitchen with a bowl of popcorn and four sodas.

"I'm not really hungry," Jordana pushed the food away. She naturally didn't have an English accent but could mimic one perfectly.

"Jordy, you should eat now th-"

"Don't say it." She interrupted Craig. They looked at each other for a minute; the two had this weird bond, they had known each other from a 'past life', as they put it. They had finally explained just a few weeks ago. Just then there was a knock at the door and Manny jumped up to get it.

A minute later she walked back. "It's him" She whispered. Manny and I looked at Jordana, Craig's eyes flickered with hate and he stood up looking as if he wanted to kill. But Jordana grabbed his shirt and pulled him back down.

"I want to kill him." She said softly and walked out of the room.
[It's a bit wordy but yah gotta start somewhere.... so I started at the beginning if you haven't caught on yet! I promise to update but I get more motivated if I get a lot of good reviews *hint*hint*]