A Story Untold

Kelsey's POV

You know, Owen wasn't always such a bad guy. In fact, he was actually quite incredible in every form. He was athletic, charming, sweet, funny, romantic, kind….the list goes on and on. But that's a before list. Sad…isn't it? Always a but.

Before we went Degrassi- we would always hang out. He was the guy everyone fell in love with, but- he was mine. He had chosen me. Me out of every girl in our school. Big boost for my self-esteem huh?

I still can smile at the memory of when we found out that we'd both be attending Degrassi. We were both elated.

I never thought that the school border lines would be redrawn, and that when it was- I'd get to be with my boyfriend still.

We had been in his room that day. "Studying." But really, we were just lounging around, talking and laughing. I remember his arm around me while we cuddled on the couch. We started to kiss, and just when it was getting hard to breathe, his mother opened the door and came in.

I immediately straightened up but Owen seemed unfazed. Another thing I loved about him- he didn't care what anybody thought about him. Even his own parents. All the time I wished I could be more like him for that. Whenever a mean girl saw me, they'd whisper behind my back. About how ugly I was and annoying.

Owen…I never had wanted him to know about all my bullying issues.

I actually once, sat outside, hidden underneath the bleachers and took out my metal bracelet and would burn it. Then I'd stick it to my skin and let the pain ripple through me.

I came across as this confident, popular, nice, pretty girl but…underneath I was a mess.

Just a few jealous girls mocking me set me off back then.

It was in the beginning of our relationship and when he walked past the bleachers for football practice and heard my soft cries and intakes of breaths. He looked in and saw me. He looked around quickly and ducked underneath. He ran over to me. And in response, I let the bracelet and lighter fall to the grass.

"Kelsey…are you alright? Why…" He shook his head.

"It's nothing." I told him repeatedly.

But he'd hear nothing of it. He finally figured it out when he heard the cheerleaders walk by and talk about me once more and saw how I turned away and covered my ears with my hands as they spoke.

He had gone ran after them and told them off. And when I stepped out, scared for the others' well-being instead of Owen's, I saw the cheerleaders football-playing boyfriends jog over.

"Do we have a problem here Owen?" one asked.

"Yeah. We do." and he punched that one out.

Of course he got detention, and was suspended from the team for a month. But I couldn't help but feel pride and happiness. I think it was at that moment that I realized that he really cared and that jerks were jerks.

After that, I never let the bullies there get to me again…

"O,K." His mother started, snapping out of my reverie. I had always thought the way she said our initials was cute. She proceeded to tell us about us attending Degrassi together and explained the reasoning for it.

It took a few moments for it to sink in.

"Both?" Owen gasped. And his mother suppressed a smile as she nodded mutely.

I squealed as only an idiotic teenage girl could and we both stood up.

He held out his long, muscular arms and I ran into them. Then, his strong arms lifted me up and spun me around the room. I felt like a princess.

Surely, if we were together- nothing could go wrong?