Disclaimer: I don't own Degrassi.
A/N: Just so everyone knows, I'm not 100 percent sure where I'm going with this. I have the first 2 chapters up and I'm almost done with a third, but I'm not quite sure how often I'll post this. Any suggestions, except for that Emma should be with Sean, are accepted, as well as constructive criticism on my writing and grammar. Also, please don't tell me that my characters are OOC, I know that, and I know the situations may be a little unrealistic for you, but Emma and Peter have been going out for a year during this story, so some of these situations really aren't that shocking, to me at least.
Sure as the sky is blue, baby, I love you.
-Martina McBride, I Love You
Emma Nelson awoke with a pleasant smile on her face and a warm body laying next to her. It had been a year since she was first diagnosed with Anorexia Nervosa, and she had slowly begun to conquer the disease with massive amounts of help, support, and love from the four most important people in her life- her stepfather, Snake, her mother, Spike, her best friend, Manny, and, finally, her boyfriend of one year, Peter Stone.
Life could not be better for her, she thought, as she slowly got out of bed, careful not to wake Peter, and walked to her closet, with a spring in her step that was obvious to anyone who saw her these days, and today was no different. She had officially graduated from Degrassi High School the day before, the school that held so many memories for her, both good and bad, and Spike and Snake had planned a graduation party for Emma, Peter, and Manny today.
Emma opened her closet and, after careful consideration, chose her outfit for the day- white capri pants, a pink halter top, and matching pink flip flops. She walked over to her vanity and began to curl her hair into loose, romantic waves, applied a thin coat of black mascara to her eyelashes, and swept on a coat of a sheer, shiny pink lip gloss. As she was applying her makeup, Emma heard a slight rustle and knew that Peter had finally waken from his sleep
"Good morning, sleepyhead. I'm glad to see you finally decided to join the rest of us." Emma said, with a gentile, genuine smile she reserved only for Peter.
"And how is my favorite person this morning?" he questioned, smiling, as he got up and walked over to where Emma had been sitting, and following to wrap his arms around her into a loving embrace, followed by a short, sweet kiss.
"You have to get ready for our party. It's 11:00 now, and the party is at 12." Emma told him, as he walked away to grab a pair of jeans and a green polo shirt he had packed into a suitcase the night before.
"I'm already ahead of you." he joked, as he walked to the adjacent bathroom to prepare for the day ahead of them.
"I'm going to go upstairs and grab a bite for breakfast. Meet me when you're done!" she called, and, as she made her way up the stairs, she thought of just how lucky she was to have found Peter.