Hi, just felt inspired by the last episode to post this. Graya and Bonah are probably the ships I hope will turn romantic. Although, I do kind of crackship Grace with Zoe and Winston. This fic is definitely going to be super smutty but I obviously added a ton of canon-esque backstory to it. I also can't help but mention that I'm super mad I can't add Tiny as a character. But letting you know he's definitely in there too. Hope you all enjoy!
Maya Matlin could not help but be lost in euphoria as her fingertip circled around the rim of her glass while her friends continued to talk about the most recent incident at Degrassi.
After the fire at the school, Zig and Maya thought nothing would be better than to go back to the house with some poutine. They figured they should invite Grace and Tiny along and give them the scoop on the fire. Maya was not as talkative about the event as Zig was, since she did witness who started it. The sleeveless boy did not give much insight into the incident either, just connected the events to his obvious worry for the girl he was romantically interested in. The blonde friend did have guilt pent up inside her, but she felt any behavioral sign of her true feelings would somehow lead her to accidentally reveal that Miles was the one who started the fire in the first place. She was extremely relieved to find out that no one was hurt, especially Frankie, Winston, and Zoe.
It would have killed Miles if he was responsible for any damage to his younger sister, his best friend, and his ex girlfriend. But instead, he is probably enjoying himself right now with his family. Well, that was the last text message Maya got before she got to her house anyway. Everything before was about all the falling out that happened between Zoe and Frankie. Miles only texted her about because he had no idea how to comfort his little sister when she explained what happened and thought Maya could be of help, especially since she's had a similar experience Frankie's had with the same girl. She was honestly happy that Miles seemed to be confronting his demons and caring for his family. Maya liked this new side to him.
"I'm honestly just happy that Zoe is okay," Zig said.
"We know. You've mentioned it for the hundredth time today and will probably get to the thousandth time before Maya gets out of her weird trance," Grace retorted.
"She's been like that all day. That dopey grin did not even break there when we were walking away from our burning campus," Zig added as the butt of the joke rolled her eyes.
Those eyes widened in fear as Tiny jokingly pointed out, "Maya probably was smiling then because she burned down that hell hole."
"What-t no!" Maya winced.
"I didn't take you for a pyromaniac, Matlin," Grace teased.
"I would never burn down the school!" the beat red girl exclaimed as she accidentally slammed her fist against the counter.
"Sounds like something a pyromaniac would say," Grace taunted as the guys started to laugh.
"Fine, you caught me redhanded. I totally started the fire. You really nailed me there, guys. Case closed," the bespecled girl babbled as the guys snorted at her awkwardness while the girl with the blue streaks could not help but grow suspicious of her friend's apparent nervousness.
"Don't worry, your secret is safe with me. As long as you order the pizza," Grace proposed in her purposely ambiguous tone.
Maya had no choice but to get the courage to retort with, "I'd rather go to jail," before her phone started to buzz. The infatuated girl's heart raced as her expectations of the text message being sent from Miles were met.
Thank you so much. Im on my way.
Miles and his younger siblings were not ready to face their father yet. Although Maya knew her friends were not exactly fond of him, she had enough faith they would be cordial enough to him if they were all under her roof. It would just be for a couple hours so Frankie, Miles, and his younger brother could find the courage to confront their father together with their mother.
"By the way, do you guys mind if Miles and his siblings come over?" she admitted.
"As if our opinion matters. Nothing gets in the way of you and Money Bags," Grace answered as both Zig and Tiny snorted.
"Is he buying the pizza, though?" Tiny asked.
"What the hell is your problem? He is going through a lot right now. His sister, his best friend, and a classmate barely escaped a fire today," Maya angrily confronted, directing her frustration at Grace, as she stood up from her seat.
"People could have died in that fire and your only concern is for how Miles is dealing with all this?" Grace retorted. How could she have been so enamored with this guy? He literally is a time bomb waiting to explode with his designer clothes. Whatever self-destructive decision he made, Maya willingly lets herself be dragged down with him. Her unbroken loyalty almost pissed her off. "And why aren't they cooling down in that huge ass pool of theirs anyway," she added, remembering the blueprint of the mansion that belonged to the IP address of Zoe Rivas's blackmailer.
"Wait, how do you know they have a pool?" Zig asked.
"I was the one who leaked the poolhouse video, remember?" Grace quickly shot back, thankful that she has had more than one connection to the Hollingsworth estate. She was not about to tell her friends that she helped the cheerleaders put up the site for their nudes.
"I'm sure Daddy Hollingsworth would probably send them to a nice resort or something for what happened today," Tiny posed.
"You guys have no idea what is going on with them and their awful dad. He's the reason why Miles started-" she stopped herself before she confessed of Miles's crime.
"What did Miles start?" Grace followed suit by immediately standing up as well. Her suspicions of the firestarter were growing. But Maya knew she had said too much and fell immediately silent, thinking of a possible excuse to use. Zig was too invested in his own mess with Zoe while Tiny could literally not care less for the two friends to take sides on the situation in front of them.
"Maya!" she was now starting to get annoyed.
"Why Miles started texting me," Maya finished, relieved she could come with a believable phrase ender.
However it wasn't a phrase clever enough to satisfy her friend's calculating expression. Grace scoffed, "You know if you want to bang Miles just kick us out already. I mean you've practically committed perjury for that shitlord's hit and run."
"It's not like that. And you're not one to talk," Maya hinted.
She could have not known, Grace thought to herself. Then she realized Frankie, the girl who Zoe kicked off the cheer squad for not cooperating in the sexting, was Miles's little sister. Fuck this six degrees of separation bullshit.
The door rang.
Grace collected her belongings and was about the excuse herself before Maya said, "You're leaving?"
"Look, I don't know how you did it Zig, but I am not about to compete with scrawny Chuck Bass for your attention. Sorry but I honestly have better things to do," she snapped, refusing to give Maya full eye contact. Tiny could not help but snort at Grace's nickname for the oldest Hollingsworth while Zig hated to be reminded of being at the short end of Maya and Miles's clusterfuck of a relationship.
"We are not leaving things like this. Tiny or Zig, could you please get the door? Me and Grace need to settle this," Maya ordered. Tiny decided to take one for the team and be the first one to greet the Hollingsworth's.
"There's nothing to be settled," Grace said before following Tiny since he was heading for the front door.
"You left your laptop in my room," Maya reminded before Grace stopped in defeat.
"Fuck," she muttered to herself.
As the two girls were in Maya's bedroom, Grace immediately grabbed her laptop while Maya was determined to block the door.
"Do you honestly think you can stop me from getting out of here? You were there when I got Zig all butthurt because beat him at arm wrestling," she reminded her friend of her physical strength.
"So you'd rather force yourself out of here then talk things out?"
"I honestly don't have enough energy to call you out on your bullshit and you probably don't have the attention span to actually listen to it, since your beloved is downstairs right now."
"My bullshit? That I'm worried about him? I didn't even go through with lying about Miles's hit and run. I only started to because I saw how afraid he was of telling his dad. Okay, fine I care about him. Sorry I can't be aloof and tough like the tech savvy Grace Cardinal," Maya snarled. "Who only commits crimes like distributing child pornography when it involves money."
"Holy shit is that what Miles told you? I just created the site because Zoe Rivas was desperate to hold onto her precious cheer squad. The girl just went through a sexual assault trial. Sure money was definitely a factor but I honestly felt bad for her. That's definitely worth a lot more than whatever excuse you've bought into for Miles burning down our school," Grace decided now would be the right time to reveal her assumption. Maya's surprised finally clarified it.
"He did not-"
"Maya, I'm not stupid," Grace asserted as Maya lowered her head in defeat. "Don't worry, I'm not going to tell anyone. Not even the guys. You're lucky Zig is too hung up on Zoe to figure it out while Tiny could give two less of shits about your drama."
"Thank you," Maya quietly said as she shyly made eye contact with her friend.
"Whatever. Your precious Miles is safe. Now you and him can be the fucking Bonnie and Clyde of Degrassi. That is if our school isn't totally in ashes,"
"You know, I don't see you giving Zig that much shit for liking Zoe. She's fucking responsible for Degrassi nudes after all," Maya ranted. "And yet you're picking on me about my relationship with Miles? You weren't like this when we first met,"
"Because I didn't care about you before," Grace admitted which caught both of them off guard. She placed her laptop back on the bed and walked towards her taken aback friend. "I care about Zig, too. But I don't mind Zoe because she isn't harming any of my friends. Miles on the other hand." Now only a foot away from Maya, inching closer and closer towards the shorter friend, "he's absolutely toxic for you, Maya. And what I hate most about him," until Grace placed her hand on her flushed cheeks, "is that you're so dedicated to him anyway."
The blonde friend was at a loss for words as her heart seemed to practically pound out of her chest. It did not matter anyway, since Grace was obviously not looking for a reply as she placed her pierced mouth on Maya's silent one. It was only for a brief moment, though. The dark-haired girl pulled her head back to stare intently into the girl's bespecled blue eyes, trying to read her reaction. That is until Maya pulled Grace's face back into hers, making sure the kiss would not be as chaste this time. And it certainly would not be.
The blonde girl removed Grace's leather jacket as Grace did the same with Maya's denim jacket. There were so many new sensations the two girls felt as they were exploring each other's mouths. Grace aggressively yet softly biting on Maya's swollen lips, her lip ring soothing them as it glided against her tender pink skin. Although Grace would never be caught dead in cherry lip gloss, she loved tasting Maya's. After the girls were getting comfortable with each other's mouths, the taller one had hoisted the slender legs of the petite one around her waist. Then she pressed her against the door. Wanting more, the smaller girl had wrapped her legs more tightly around the loose black shirt. To her dismay, Grace left Maya's lips for but then was immediately pleased again when they were pressed against her neck. The blonde girl could not help but gasp as she felt a little nip on her collarbone. Maya felt a warm pool building up between her thighs and in response started to rock her hips to create friction.
The pierced mouth started to smirk as she commanded into her ear, "Alright, I get the hint. Untangle your legs."
Maya quickly complied, which allowed Grace to let her legs down and unbutton her jeans. She had never allowed anyone's hand ever reach for her zipper, let alone take it down. The farthest the tenth grader had gone was Harry guiding her for a blow job. Miles had not even went under Maya's bra. So it completely surprised Maya that she was eager for Grace taking charge.
"Spread your legs a little bit and turn around to face the door," Grace instructed once as the obedient girl immediately followed her directions.
Maya was impatient for what was coming next as she watched Grace put her rings on the bureau next to the door but satisfied once she felt a rough hand go through her damp panties. Her own hands tightly gripped against the door frame as any sort of means to cope with the overwhelming sensations Grace's hand was creating as it rubbed in between her thighs. Panting, she started to arch her back as it was being tickled by the other rough hand moving up her back that stopped once it found the clasp to Maya's bra.
There was no way...
She unhooked her bra, one-handed. Maya was nearly impressed, but she marveled more at how she was reaching her peak. She only got the blonde girl closer as her other hand that unhooked her bra started kneading her left breast under the unfastened bra. Her calloused digits gently pinching her nipple with the combination of the other fingertips directly rubbing her clit made Maya moan and lose her grip on the door frame. Once Maya's free hand accidentally hit the door handle, she quickly reverted it back to the frame.
"Not too loud, you have guests downstairs," Grace's hot breath whispered into the flustered girl's ear.
Her hand released her tingling breast so she could drape her around the shorter girl's upper frame, Grace positioning her left hand on Maya's right shoulder while Grace's upper arm was resting on her left shoulder. This new position was surprisingly comfortable to Maya, although her boobs did miss that hand.
"Faster" she panted.
"Okay, Princess," the sarcastic friend teased as she quickened the pace, making the flustered almost absolutely lose herself. Instinctively, Maya lowered her head to bite on the loosest skin of Grace's forearm as she grinded herself against the fast motion of Grace's hand. Finally Maya came and bit harder in compensation for wanting to scream.
"Damn Matlin,"
The door flew open.
The two girls shot up their heads to find Winston. Once the two girls processed Winston's presence as Winston processed the situation in front of him, Maya ran to her bed so she could fasten her pants as Grace grabbed the shocked boy by the collar and shut the door after him.
"Why the hell did you bring him in here?" Maya said wrapped her arms around the loose bra so she could press it against her upper body.
"To make sure he won't tell anyone of what he just witnessed," Grace retorted as her hand was covered over Winston's mouth. Once she released him, Winston still was too shocked to utter anything.
"Wait why are you in my house anyway? I never invited you!" Maya realized.
"F-frankie gave me your address because she felt if Miles got to be under the same roof of his lover, her boyfriend could come too. Miles was going to tell you when they got here but because you two were too busy 'fighting,'" Winston air-quoted, "upstairs, he didn't get the chance to ask your permission."
"Miles and Maya aren't together," Grace corrected as Maya's heart dropped.
"Well, I obviously figured that one out when I caught you fingering her," Winston said.
Grace gripped him by the collar once again until the scared boy excessively apologized.
"Why did you come up here if you were under the pretense that we were fighting?" Maya asked.
"Wait one second," Winston said before opening the door and yelling, "Safe," before closing it again. Thank God Maya's parents were not home. "That was for your own good, trust me."
"You better spill nerd before I make you feel unsafe," Grace threatened.
"So abrasive. Anyway, everyone downstairs was worried about you since we heard the door handle shake and you scream. Everyone was concerned that the argument had escalated, which it clearly did in a roundabout way. Miles wanted to go up there which made Zig want to go up there. So Tiny felt picking a member of an unrelated third party would have been best to mediate the fight upstairs. They gave me two words, 'safe' or 'unsafe,' to yell out depending on how badly the fight was," Winston explained. "God first I catch Miles and Tristan and now you two. Who is next, Tiny and Zig?"
"Or your girlfriend and Zoe," Grace shot back as Winston narrowed his bespecled eyes at her.
"As a member of an unrelated third party, can I please go back downstairs?" Winston begged.
"Not until you swear you'll swear to never repeat what you just saw," Grace demanded.
"Come on, I'm literally best friends with the guy who is practically in love with Maya. And then my girlfriend is the sister of my best friend. And then I'm kind of friends with the guy who is getting over the heartbreak of my best friend," Winston ranted.
"No one," Grace repeated.
"Fine," he sighed as he opened the door. "Just please go back downstairs, everyone wants to know what toppings you prefer on the pizza."
"Okay we will. And for a member of an unrelated third party, you have weaved yourself a complicated web there," Grace said into the distance before closing the door.
Maya now froze in realization of what had just happened between her and her friend. Grace plopped herself next to Maya, acting a lot more casual than the bewilderment the blonde girl had.
"How can you be so calm about this?" Maya confronted as she turned her head to face her.
"Oh shit, this is the first time you've been with a girl," Grace realized.
"Does that mean I'm gay now?" she debated as she stared wide-eyed into the distance. "Wait, you denied you were lesbian after you got that cheerleader's number."
"No I did not deny it. I just didn't confirm it either," she replied.
"So are you in the closet?"
"No, I'm just not as vocal about my sexuality unless I have to be. I just prefer staying under the radar at school," Grace admitted.
"Now I can see why you were willing to help with Oomfchat," Maya hinted.
"No, I'm not really into cheerleaders. I wasn't even really attracted to the lesbian on the squad. I'd probably pick Zoe if I had to choose," she shrugged as Maya started to get self-consciousness.
"Did you hook up with that cheerleader at the competition?"
"Yeah, we're actually dating now," Grace deadpanned.
"What?" she cried.
"I'm kidding. Besides, it's not like you would care since you're still in love with Money Bags," Grace replied.
"Okay, I'm definitely not in love with him. Look, I don't even know what I'm feeling. I didn't even know I was attracted to you," Maya said and yelled in her pillow, "God this is so confusing."
"Look, you don't have to figure it all out today. Hell not even next week. If you want this to be a one-time thing, I can respect that. I can deal with just being your friend," Grace offered. "I still have Gloria Chin's number."
Maya raised her head back up from the pillow and leaned her face towards Grace's so she could kiss her lips again. Once the blonde girl pulled away, she admitted, "Is it bad that I don't want you to call Gloria Chin?"
"A little selfish. But that's okay, I'm selfish too for not wanting you to ever talk to Miles again," Grace admitted.
"Well, I can't do that. I can promise you that I won't get back together with him until I sort out all of my feelings," Maya pledged.
"That works," Grace said before looking at her arm. "How the hell am I going to explain the bite mark on my arm?"
"Yeah, sorry about that. I should've asked if you were okay with that," Maya regretfully said.
"No, I find them hot. I just never knew you were a freak like that," she teased. "Besides, you're going to have to explain yourself with that hickey on your neck."
"Crap, you're right. Unless we come downstairs super gruff-looking. Maybe they'll be too afraid to ask us," Maya concluded as they both laughed.
"So that's who Chuck Bass is," Zig said as him, Tiny, and the Hollingsworth clan just finished the first episode of Gossip Girl. Winston had to leave in the middle of the episode because he said he was starting to feel under the weather.
"Yeah, why did you want to know so badly?" Frankie asked.
"Because Grace said that your older brother was the uglier version of that guy," Tiny answered smugly as everyone laughed besides the subject of the joke.
"Let's watch the next episode," Zig hastily suggested.
"I want to be a rich white girl in New York City," Tiny said as the second episode played.
Hope you enjoyed it! Although it was smutty, I did try to add some comedic relief here and there. Please let me know what you think in the comments below! If you want this to be kept just a one-shot or a story with a few chapters, feel free to tell me!