Disclaimer: I don't own Degrassi, the characters, yadda yadda yadda. Also, I'd like to add that this is my first Degrassi fic ever, and my first fic in a long time, so I'm sorry if it's absolutely horrible. I haven't seen all the episodes, either, so if I got something in the story wrong or something like that, let me know and I'll try to change it. Thanks.
Warning! Slash. If you can't handle it, don't read it. I also realize that the pairing in this story isn't the most likely couple in the world (in fact, it is probably one of the least likely), but, hey, that's why they call it fiction, right? Right.
Cruel Despair
Marco del Rossi's head was on his desk, laying on his arms as he half-listened to Mrs. Kwan's endless droning. He hadn't a clue what she was talking about, and frankly, he didn't care. He was too busy staring at the clock, waiting for the school day to be over and for the weekend to finally arrive.
Three, two.. Marco stopped counting as the final bell rang, and stood up slowly out of his seat, watching the other students run out as quickly as possible. Guess they're as excited as I am that it's Friday, he thought with an amused smile as he threw his books and papers into his backpack and walked out of the classroom.
Making his way to his locker, Marco wasn't quite sure why he was so excited to get out of school that day. It wasn't as if he had any big plans; it was a weekend like any other. He and Ellie were going to work on some homework at her house, but besides that, there wasn't any reason in particular for him to be so relieved. Maybe, he couldn't help but think in the back of his mind as he opened up his locker and stuffed his books inside, maybe it's because you'll finally be able to get away from the one person who's been driving you crazy for the weekend..
"Hey, you." His thoughts were interrupted as a redheaded, plaid and pleather-clad girl appeared beside him.
"Hey, Ellie," Marco said with a genuine smile. "Still on for the homework?"
Ellie Nash, one of Marco's best friends and the only person who knew his true self, nodded as she watched him slam his locker door shut and place his lock on it securely. "Yep, I definitely need the help. Geometry is killing me."
The two walked out of the school together and down the street, holding hands as they were still trying to keep the "boyfriend-girlfriend" image apparent. "Then you'll be happy to know that I'm acing Geometry," Marco told her with a smug smile.
Ellie's hand hit his arm playfully. "Smarty pants," she muttered.
Laughing, they walked up to Ellie's doorstep. Marco waited as Ellie unlocked the door with her key, and then pushed the door wide open. Marco followed her inside silently, and then up the stairs to her bedroom.
Ellie dropped her backpack on the floor the moment they entered the room, and Marco dropped his as well, as Ellie turned on the stereo to a punk-sounding group that Marco didn't recognize. Wondering how in the world she could listen to the music she did, he unzipped his backpack and took out pencils, paper, and his Geometry book. Ellie did the same, and sat cross-legged on her bed. Marco sat beside her and opened up his book to the chapter they were working on. Ellie looked over at his book and pointed at the page. "See, this is what I don't get. The whole inverse-converse-contrapositive-blah blah blah thing. I always get them confused."
"Uh huh.." Marco's face stared blankly ahead, his mind in a whole different world. He just couldn't help day dreaming about..
"Uhh, Marco?" Ellie's hand waved in front of his face, and Marco snapped out of it.
"Oh, man, Ellie, I'm so sorry, I just.."
"What's been up with you lately? You've been doing that all day today."
Marco blushed slightly. He hadn't realized that his day dreaming had been so noticeable.
Ellie stared at him for a long while, and then a small, knowing smile appeared on her face. "Looks to me like someone has a crush."
"What?" Marco burst out with a nervous laugh, but didn't deny anything, just sat still, his face turning the color of Ellie's hair.
Her eyes widened, her mouth dropped, and she let out a small squeal. She pushed her books and notebook out of her lap, and leaned in excitedly. "You do! Is this you first male crush?"
Still crimson, Marco let out a small sigh and nodded slowly. He hadn't planned on telling anyone about the feelings he was hiding for someone, but now that Ellie had guessed it, he just wanted to be able to tell someone, even if she would think he was insane.
"Who is it?" Ellie asked. Marco was surprised at how interested she was acting. He would've thought she would be uncomfortable, especially because of the fact that she had had a crush on him just a little while ago, and that he had just revealed to her that he was gay.
He paused for a moment. "I can't tell you." Although he was pretty sure he would tell her anyway, he was still feeling immensely embarrassed about it.
"Who else can you tell?" she asked, and then added, "Please, Marco," with a puppy face that he just couldn't turn down.
Marco laughed a little bit, and then sighed, giving in. "All right, all right. But I swear, if you laugh, I will kill you."
Ellie pretended to zip her lips shut, and then stared at him seriously. Here goes nothing, Marco thought. "Okay.. It's.."
(Hahaha, looks like you're just going to have to wait until next chapter to see who Marco's got it bad for. I know, you're all on the edge of your seats, aren't you? Well, click on over to that "Review" button. The more reviews I get, the faster I'll go--I swear, it's like my fuel or something.)
(Oi, if anyone could help me with HTML tags, it would be very appreciated. Whenever I try to use them, after I upload the chapter they don't work--they turn out like this: brbr. It's driving me crazy!)
Warning! Slash. If you can't handle it, don't read it. I also realize that the pairing in this story isn't the most likely couple in the world (in fact, it is probably one of the least likely), but, hey, that's why they call it fiction, right? Right.
Cruel Despair
Marco del Rossi's head was on his desk, laying on his arms as he half-listened to Mrs. Kwan's endless droning. He hadn't a clue what she was talking about, and frankly, he didn't care. He was too busy staring at the clock, waiting for the school day to be over and for the weekend to finally arrive.
Three, two.. Marco stopped counting as the final bell rang, and stood up slowly out of his seat, watching the other students run out as quickly as possible. Guess they're as excited as I am that it's Friday, he thought with an amused smile as he threw his books and papers into his backpack and walked out of the classroom.
Making his way to his locker, Marco wasn't quite sure why he was so excited to get out of school that day. It wasn't as if he had any big plans; it was a weekend like any other. He and Ellie were going to work on some homework at her house, but besides that, there wasn't any reason in particular for him to be so relieved. Maybe, he couldn't help but think in the back of his mind as he opened up his locker and stuffed his books inside, maybe it's because you'll finally be able to get away from the one person who's been driving you crazy for the weekend..
"Hey, you." His thoughts were interrupted as a redheaded, plaid and pleather-clad girl appeared beside him.
"Hey, Ellie," Marco said with a genuine smile. "Still on for the homework?"
Ellie Nash, one of Marco's best friends and the only person who knew his true self, nodded as she watched him slam his locker door shut and place his lock on it securely. "Yep, I definitely need the help. Geometry is killing me."
The two walked out of the school together and down the street, holding hands as they were still trying to keep the "boyfriend-girlfriend" image apparent. "Then you'll be happy to know that I'm acing Geometry," Marco told her with a smug smile.
Ellie's hand hit his arm playfully. "Smarty pants," she muttered.
Laughing, they walked up to Ellie's doorstep. Marco waited as Ellie unlocked the door with her key, and then pushed the door wide open. Marco followed her inside silently, and then up the stairs to her bedroom.
Ellie dropped her backpack on the floor the moment they entered the room, and Marco dropped his as well, as Ellie turned on the stereo to a punk-sounding group that Marco didn't recognize. Wondering how in the world she could listen to the music she did, he unzipped his backpack and took out pencils, paper, and his Geometry book. Ellie did the same, and sat cross-legged on her bed. Marco sat beside her and opened up his book to the chapter they were working on. Ellie looked over at his book and pointed at the page. "See, this is what I don't get. The whole inverse-converse-contrapositive-blah blah blah thing. I always get them confused."
"Uh huh.." Marco's face stared blankly ahead, his mind in a whole different world. He just couldn't help day dreaming about..
"Uhh, Marco?" Ellie's hand waved in front of his face, and Marco snapped out of it.
"Oh, man, Ellie, I'm so sorry, I just.."
"What's been up with you lately? You've been doing that all day today."
Marco blushed slightly. He hadn't realized that his day dreaming had been so noticeable.
Ellie stared at him for a long while, and then a small, knowing smile appeared on her face. "Looks to me like someone has a crush."
"What?" Marco burst out with a nervous laugh, but didn't deny anything, just sat still, his face turning the color of Ellie's hair.
Her eyes widened, her mouth dropped, and she let out a small squeal. She pushed her books and notebook out of her lap, and leaned in excitedly. "You do! Is this you first male crush?"
Still crimson, Marco let out a small sigh and nodded slowly. He hadn't planned on telling anyone about the feelings he was hiding for someone, but now that Ellie had guessed it, he just wanted to be able to tell someone, even if she would think he was insane.
"Who is it?" Ellie asked. Marco was surprised at how interested she was acting. He would've thought she would be uncomfortable, especially because of the fact that she had had a crush on him just a little while ago, and that he had just revealed to her that he was gay.
He paused for a moment. "I can't tell you." Although he was pretty sure he would tell her anyway, he was still feeling immensely embarrassed about it.
"Who else can you tell?" she asked, and then added, "Please, Marco," with a puppy face that he just couldn't turn down.
Marco laughed a little bit, and then sighed, giving in. "All right, all right. But I swear, if you laugh, I will kill you."
Ellie pretended to zip her lips shut, and then stared at him seriously. Here goes nothing, Marco thought. "Okay.. It's.."
(Hahaha, looks like you're just going to have to wait until next chapter to see who Marco's got it bad for. I know, you're all on the edge of your seats, aren't you? Well, click on over to that "Review" button. The more reviews I get, the faster I'll go--I swear, it's like my fuel or something.)
(Oi, if anyone could help me with HTML tags, it would be very appreciated. Whenever I try to use them, after I upload the chapter they don't work--they turn out like this: brbr. It's driving me crazy!)