Disclaimer: I do not own Degrassi or any of the characters. Sad, yes I know.
"Yes Cameron. We're pulling in now." There was a short pause as my father talked on the other line. "No. It will be fine. She will be fine. Okay, I will. Goodbye."
My mother hung up her phone with a sigh and turned her attention to me. "You're father wishes you luck." I looked out the tinted window of the Government rig and sighed. "You'll do great. Remember if anyone brings up…" She trailed off with a pained look, but I knew exactly what she was talking about.
"Yeah, I know mom." I turned and gave her a small reassuring smile, it wasn't grand, but good enough for her.
"Okay honey, time to go." I opened the door and stepped out onto the sidewalk. Just as I went to walk away I heard the whirring of the window being rolled down. "Call me after school's out, I'll send someone. I love you sweetie."
I nodded to her and started the walk to the building. This was different, I didn't have my brother by my side.
Just looking at the place I could tell it was going to be different. Private school definitely didn't have people skate boarding, horsing around, and making out on the front steps.
In the building there were even more people. I quickly dodged to my right when a boy came flying by with a much larger, scarier guy chasing him.
Just take a deep breath. You can do this. It's for your family.
Continuing my walk down the hall I was even more lost. There were people all over talking, arguing, or just standing. I need to find someone to help me.
Most of the girls were looking at me like I was scum, expected. Then there were the guys looking at me like I was a piece of meat, also expected. I was used to it and learned to just deal with it. Now bigger problems, I need to find someone remotely friendly looking.
The girl with the flower headband? No, too bitchy looking. Boy with the hate, definitely not. He just put that kid in a headlock. How about the curly haired girl with the glasses, she looks nice. Yes, her. Just when I took a step in her direction a boy came up and wrapped his arm around her dragging her down the hall with him. Damn.
Sighing I looked around one more time and found a guy with shaggyish light brown hair smiling. He was talking to an African American kid with some pretty crazy hair. Hey, he was smiling, that was good enough for me.
I quickly walked over not wanting him to take off like the girl. When I was at his back I noticed how much taller he was than me, well almost everyone was. I was only five feet one inch. Sad, I know. His friend saw me and smiled. He tapped the guy on the shoulder and pointed at me.
He turned around with a confused face and looked down to me. I smiled and held my hand out. "Hi, I'm Anissa."
He took my hand slowly. "Um… Peter. Do I know you or something?"
I shook my head. "Not that I know of." He looked even more confused. "I'm new. I needed help, you looked nice enough." I explained.
He smiled finally getting it. "Ah, I see." Then there was the sound of someone clearing his throat, that someone being his friend. He rolled his eyes and pointed behind him, "This is Danny."
Danny waved. "Hi." I greeted giving him a smile before turning back to Peter. "So can you help? If not tell me so I can stop wasting my time."
"No, no. I'll help you. Wait, what do you need help with?" Danny started laughing from behind and Peter turned and swiftly punched him in the arm.
"I need to find the main office for my schedule. Then I want a tour." I said. Then realized he wasn't one of my parent's workers. "If that's not too much to ask, of course." I added hastily.
He just laughed. "Nah, well we better get going. Later Danny." He said clapping Danny on the shoulder.
"It was great meeting you Danny." I said holding out my hand for him to shake.
He raised his eyebrows at Peter before grabbing my hand. "Yeah, you too. I'll catch you later."
When we started walking down the hall Peter addressed me. "So, who are you exactly?"
"I'm Anissa. Anissa James." I answered shortly. He didn't like that answer and raised his eyebrow telling me to elaborate. "My parents are filthy rich diplomats."
Nodding his head he responded. "Thought so. You're too prim and proper to be just another transfer student."
I rolled my eyes at his logic and we were silent for the rest of the walk. "Well, here we are." He announced pointing at an open door.
"Thanks Peter." I was nearly through the doorway when I saw that he was still standing there. "Are you waiting for something?" I asked confused.
"I'm going to give you a tour, remember?" Oh yeah.
"Yeah. I knew that." I mentally smacked myself in the head and walked into the room.
There was a woman sitting behind a desk. "You must be Ms. James. The principal is not here, here is your schedule." She handed the schedule to me and then made a motion for me to leave the room.
"Well, that was rude." I pointed out when I reached Peter again.
"She's not exactly the nicest person in Degrassi." He informed chuckling.
"No, Really? Couldn't tell." I replied smartly.
He smiled. "You diplomat kids are something else."
I laughed lightly before realizing he said 'kids' as in plural, meaning more than one. "There are more here?" I asked.
"Yeah, two others. Came a few weeks ago. So far you haven't invited me to one of your rich parties making me sing and make a fool of myself in front of everyone. Then introduce me to a friend who got me to get hooked on meth at said party. So I think I like you better." He said scowling.
My eyes went wide in shock as I rounded on him. "You're addicted to meth?" I screeched at him.
He put a finger to his lips and chuckled. "Was addicted." He corrected.
I looked down at my feet feeling embarrassed at my outburst. "Oh, sorry." I said shyly.
"Don't be. Wasn't you who got me hooked. You know, if I could I would have never tried it. I lost everything important to me. My band and my girlfriend." He said sadly.
"I'm sorry." I repeated.
He looked at me and smiled. "Thanks, but not your problem. Now lets get your tour started, shall we?"
The tour was quick since he only showed me the places that I needed for now. There wasn't much time before classes started so it had to be a short one.
"Well thanks a lot Peter. I guess, maybe, just maybe public school won't be so bad." I said jokingly.
"Nah, it's bad. I'll just make it worth it." He said playfully while throwing me a wink.
"Yeah, well good luck. I'm pretty hard to please." I said playing along.
He laughed good-naturedly. "Okay, well this is your first class."
"Great, thanks again." I said turning to walk into the classroom.
"Hey. Since you're new and all, wanna have lunch with me today?" He asked.
I turned back to him with a smirk. "I don't know. I was going to ask if that hottie, Danny, wanted to have lunch with me."
He played along. "Considering that Danny has his lunches with me. I guess you'll just end up with me anyways. Besides Danny's taken."
I pretended to be bummed. "Darn, I guess you'll have to do then."
He shook his head while rolling his eyes. "Alright then, meet you in the lunchroom." Peter gave one last wave before heading off to where I presumed was his first class.
When I sat down in an empty seat some random girl leaned over to my desk. "So, you and Peter huh?"
I looked at her confused. "Uh, pardon?"
She rolled her eyes. "You and Peter. Just so you know, his last girlfriend is a supermodel and she's in Paris with some big gig." She said before turning back in her seat.
Whoa, Peter so didn't mention his girlfriend was a supermodel. "Peter and I are not going to be anything. He was just helping me."
"Whatever you say new girl." Ugh, this was going to be frustrating.
"Hey Anissa! Over here." I heard Peter call when I walked into the cafeteria.
I took a deep breath and walked over. "Hi Peter." I said taking the vacant seat beside him. Then I smiled at Danny across the table. "Hello Danny."
Again he raised his eyebrows at Peter in turn making him roll his eyes. "Hello Anissa. How's your day been?"
I ignored his look towards Peter and decided to answer his question. "Fine. Different, but I think I can get used to it."
"That's good. Hey, there's my girl. I'll catch you two later." He said hurriedly while grabbing his tray and chasing after a girl.
"Sorry, looks like you're stuck with me after all." Peter said putting on a fake apologetic look.
"Damn." I said faking disappointment.
"Damn's right. What's it been Mr. Degrassi? Two weeks? And you're already going after the new girl. What would Mrs. Degrassi say?" A familiar voice said from behind me. I just couldn't place it.
I was about to turn and look when Peter talked back. "She's say to mind your own business." He sounded pretty pissed off.
The unknown guy chuckled. "Now, now Peter. That's rather rude. You haven't even introduced me to the new Mrs. Degrassi." The voice was sounding very smug.
"She doesn't need to know someone like you." Peter growled out.
"Peter, it's fine." I said not wanting him to get into a fight over something so stupid.
I turned around in my seat and came face to chest with a very familiar outfit. Following the chest up to the face I saw one person I hoped to never see again.
"Well, well, well. If it isn't little Miss Niss." He said smirking.
I rolled my eyes and Peter turned around shocked. "You two know each other?"
"Unfortunately." I snapped.
"Ah, come now Niss. That's no way to treat an old friend." Declan said.
"Yeah, you're right. Too bad you're not a friend huh?" I rolled my eyes and stood. "Peter thanks. I'll talk to you later." I quickly pushed past Declan and stormed out into the hall, of course, Declan not far behind.
"Aw, come on Niss. I know you've had to miss me a little. I've missed you." He said enjoying this. Out of all the damn public schools it had to be the one with Declan Coyne in it.
"Miss what exactly, Declan?" I snapped. "The fighting, arguing, name calling? No, I don't think so." I tried to get rid of him but he kept following me. I let out a frustrated yell and slid down a nearby wall to the floor. "Why Declan? Why do you have to follow me everywhere I bloody go?"
"You do realize how dirty that floor is right?" He asked with a disgusted face pointing to the floor I was currently seated on. I let out another growl and he chuckled. "Technically, Niss. You followed me this time."
"I don't care. Why? Everywhere I go you are there. Do you honestly have to be everywhere?" I asked with my face in my hands.
He sighed. "Anissa, this wasn't my choice. Trust me." He said then he looked at me confused. "Why do you hate me anyways?"
I laughed bitterly and rolled my eyes to look up at him. "Declan, alls you have done for the past three years is insult me. Then to try and make up for it you flirt. Not every girl can be bought off with you're damn charms. And you're supposed to be smart." I scoffed.
He smirked. "Well, Fiona will be happy to see you. She really has missed you and she needs a friend." He said.
I scoffed again. "In Declan language meaning, 'She needs to hand out with someone. I'm tired of being her damn bodyguard.'"
He smirked again. "You know me too well."
"You've never been a hard one to figure out Declan." I remarked.
He laughed and it quickly turned into his regular smirk. "Oh my Ms. James. Did we just have an actual conversation?" He asked turning back into his smart ass self.
"Yeah, I think I'm going to be sick." I rolled my eyes.
He quickly reached down and pulled me off the floor. "Just not on the shoes." He smiled and went walking down the hall. "By the way, have fun with meth head. He's perfect for you."
I glared at the back of his head. "Screw you, prick!" I shouted. He's always been the one to make me go crazy and forget all the properness I was taught.
"One day my little Anissa." He gave me a wink before disappearing behind a corner. Man, were my parents going to get it tonight.
Author's Notes: This is my first Degrassi Fan Fic. So please be nice and review. Thanks tons.