*prologue*
Let me start this from the day we met.
You looked so beautiful, I never will forget.
Then you opened up your eyes, looked at me and kinda smiled.
I was scared, but still happy at the same time
- - - "1*15*96" by The Atari's
There was something wrong with the milk (it totally did not smell like regular milk) so I didn't eat my Cinnamon Toast Crunch, but I wasn't complaining because I doubt they would have stayed down. I was more nervous than I ever had been, and for some reason that seemed to amuse my brother David. It sure as hell didn't amuse me.
"Come on, Baby Sister," he said, revving up the engine in his slick black Cadillac. I was not complaining about being seen in this hot-mobile, either. It was a classic, with a V8 engine and chrome plastered everywhere. I would have given anything to have my own license and that car. It was like fire - hot and untouchable. Everyone loved this car, including me. If only it had hydrolix. "You're going to be late for school and I'm going to be late for work, so can we get this started already?"
"As you wish," I said, sliding in and closing the door gentley, as not to damage any part of the gleaming, aqua-blue time trip. I brushed my red-blonde bangs out of my face best as I could, then jammed my Trucker's hat on. I was wearing the only clean thing I could find - a pair of stained overalls and a blue T-shirt that was almost too small. I guess you could say I was one of those tomboy girls, that didn't really care about their appearance, or make up. I had freckles dotting my nose and cheeks and my Dad's hazel eyes. Not that I had ever seen Dad's eyes, but that's just what David always tells me. My Dad died a while back, when I was living with Mom. But then she met Scott, and David got custody of me (thank GOD). We got as far away from Pasedena as we could - Canada. A little town called Degrassi, which was really quaint and all. It was nice.
"Don't get all Princess Bride - y on me, Jersey," he said with a grin. My favorite movie since childhood was The Princess Bride. I love happy endings.
"Don't worry, Davey." I pinched his cheek lightly and grinned at him. David always knew when I was nervous, and always knew how to make me perk up. It was just this special talent of his. David is handsome, ya know, in that undeniable way. I'm not all gross and I don't like him, but you can't deny it when someone is handsome. He's tall and built, with big brown eyes like Mom's and this mop of curly brown hair that sort of sticks up, but in a good way. He sort of has a Matt Dillon face, with those cheekbones. But he's sweet, and any girl would be lucky to date him. But it's because of me that he doesn't date, because he doesn't want me to get taken away. I don't want to get taken away, either.
"So, you nervous and shit? Got butterflies?" he asked, and I shrugged lightly. He nodded and knew I didn't want to talk about it. "You excited?"
"Of course I'm excited. My first day of freshmen year, I'm fourteen. I'm in Canada. So much homework to catch up with, guys to meet and date... Girls to fight with..." I sighed dramatically and David chuckled.
"Don't fight with the girls, k? You want to make friends, remember? Don't isolate yourself, be friendly. Don't get all defensive. As for the guys... Forget about it. You got plenty of time, Jersey. Plenty of time." He ruffled the already messy bun that I had pulled my locks into, making it messier, with even more ends sticking out. But it was okay, my hat was covering the worst of it.
"Yeah, yeah," I said, pulling up my high-top clad feet, then remembering I couldn't do that in this car, I dropped them. The upholstry is way too nice. "Look, I'm fourteen. I haven't been kissed yet, and I've only had one boyfriend..."
"Travis was a jerk, Jersey. Forget about him. You don't need to get kissed yet, and I'm glad you haven't yet. You don't want to be easy, trust me. You get a shitty reputation and you can't ever get a good one back. I'm sorry, but you definitely don't want to be known as the girl that puts out to anyone." David eased to a stop in front of the school, where tons of kids were milling around outside, and a few that had even noticed our dream car, and were openly gaping at it. "Have a good day," he said, handing me my bag and kissing me on the cheek.
"See ya later. I'm walking home," I reminded him. I didn't want him to miss much work on account of me. We needed it. Steeling myself, I got out of the car, and closed the door gentley. I took in all of the school, all of the students. The sun shone down brightly and it was warm and nice. I had a good feeling in my stomach.
This is going to work, I thought. I know it.
~*END*~
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Author Notes: Hey everyone! This is my first Degrassi fanfic! I've been obsessed with the show and figured it was high time to get writing... So here it is. Of course, Jersey is my OC and I know that I'll more than likely have my characters OOC. But oh well, you will just have to get over it! LoL. Bear with me on the car facts - I'm not exactly an expert on them, but my dad is.
Disclaimer: I only own David and Jersey, and their family. The other characters belong to the creators of Degrassi and Nogin. Lyrics belong to The Atari's and their people...
Dedication: My friends at school that have helped me compare notes on Degrassi history, and that play Chose with me every day in my first period art class. I love you Ashley, Brandon, Kelsey, and Derrek!!!
Let me start this from the day we met.
You looked so beautiful, I never will forget.
Then you opened up your eyes, looked at me and kinda smiled.
I was scared, but still happy at the same time
- - - "1*15*96" by The Atari's
There was something wrong with the milk (it totally did not smell like regular milk) so I didn't eat my Cinnamon Toast Crunch, but I wasn't complaining because I doubt they would have stayed down. I was more nervous than I ever had been, and for some reason that seemed to amuse my brother David. It sure as hell didn't amuse me.
"Come on, Baby Sister," he said, revving up the engine in his slick black Cadillac. I was not complaining about being seen in this hot-mobile, either. It was a classic, with a V8 engine and chrome plastered everywhere. I would have given anything to have my own license and that car. It was like fire - hot and untouchable. Everyone loved this car, including me. If only it had hydrolix. "You're going to be late for school and I'm going to be late for work, so can we get this started already?"
"As you wish," I said, sliding in and closing the door gentley, as not to damage any part of the gleaming, aqua-blue time trip. I brushed my red-blonde bangs out of my face best as I could, then jammed my Trucker's hat on. I was wearing the only clean thing I could find - a pair of stained overalls and a blue T-shirt that was almost too small. I guess you could say I was one of those tomboy girls, that didn't really care about their appearance, or make up. I had freckles dotting my nose and cheeks and my Dad's hazel eyes. Not that I had ever seen Dad's eyes, but that's just what David always tells me. My Dad died a while back, when I was living with Mom. But then she met Scott, and David got custody of me (thank GOD). We got as far away from Pasedena as we could - Canada. A little town called Degrassi, which was really quaint and all. It was nice.
"Don't get all Princess Bride - y on me, Jersey," he said with a grin. My favorite movie since childhood was The Princess Bride. I love happy endings.
"Don't worry, Davey." I pinched his cheek lightly and grinned at him. David always knew when I was nervous, and always knew how to make me perk up. It was just this special talent of his. David is handsome, ya know, in that undeniable way. I'm not all gross and I don't like him, but you can't deny it when someone is handsome. He's tall and built, with big brown eyes like Mom's and this mop of curly brown hair that sort of sticks up, but in a good way. He sort of has a Matt Dillon face, with those cheekbones. But he's sweet, and any girl would be lucky to date him. But it's because of me that he doesn't date, because he doesn't want me to get taken away. I don't want to get taken away, either.
"So, you nervous and shit? Got butterflies?" he asked, and I shrugged lightly. He nodded and knew I didn't want to talk about it. "You excited?"
"Of course I'm excited. My first day of freshmen year, I'm fourteen. I'm in Canada. So much homework to catch up with, guys to meet and date... Girls to fight with..." I sighed dramatically and David chuckled.
"Don't fight with the girls, k? You want to make friends, remember? Don't isolate yourself, be friendly. Don't get all defensive. As for the guys... Forget about it. You got plenty of time, Jersey. Plenty of time." He ruffled the already messy bun that I had pulled my locks into, making it messier, with even more ends sticking out. But it was okay, my hat was covering the worst of it.
"Yeah, yeah," I said, pulling up my high-top clad feet, then remembering I couldn't do that in this car, I dropped them. The upholstry is way too nice. "Look, I'm fourteen. I haven't been kissed yet, and I've only had one boyfriend..."
"Travis was a jerk, Jersey. Forget about him. You don't need to get kissed yet, and I'm glad you haven't yet. You don't want to be easy, trust me. You get a shitty reputation and you can't ever get a good one back. I'm sorry, but you definitely don't want to be known as the girl that puts out to anyone." David eased to a stop in front of the school, where tons of kids were milling around outside, and a few that had even noticed our dream car, and were openly gaping at it. "Have a good day," he said, handing me my bag and kissing me on the cheek.
"See ya later. I'm walking home," I reminded him. I didn't want him to miss much work on account of me. We needed it. Steeling myself, I got out of the car, and closed the door gentley. I took in all of the school, all of the students. The sun shone down brightly and it was warm and nice. I had a good feeling in my stomach.
This is going to work, I thought. I know it.
~*END*~
--
Author Notes: Hey everyone! This is my first Degrassi fanfic! I've been obsessed with the show and figured it was high time to get writing... So here it is. Of course, Jersey is my OC and I know that I'll more than likely have my characters OOC. But oh well, you will just have to get over it! LoL. Bear with me on the car facts - I'm not exactly an expert on them, but my dad is.
Disclaimer: I only own David and Jersey, and their family. The other characters belong to the creators of Degrassi and Nogin. Lyrics belong to The Atari's and their people...
Dedication: My friends at school that have helped me compare notes on Degrassi history, and that play Chose with me every day in my first period art class. I love you Ashley, Brandon, Kelsey, and Derrek!!!