CHAPTER 1
*FIONA'S POV*
"He never hit me!"
Those words kept clicking & leaving into my mind. I couldn't do this. This was too crazy; being here in Canada, solving the problems that I've recently had with Bobby – This is just too crazy!
I opened up my Apple laptop… Oh my gosh. Why am I even thinking about apples? Apples were Bobby's favorite fruit. I had to try and get the word 'apple' off of my mind, but it just wouldn't go away. Instead, I kept repeating it over and over inside my head. Suddenly, I felt a tap on my shoulder. I let out a small shriek. "Oh god," I said. "Fi-fi, it's just me," my mother says. "So what's going on?," she wonders and grabs my laptop. "Nothing, mom. I'm just turning the laptop on," I replied. Thank god, the word 'apple' ran out of my ears… Well, basically my head.
The next day was just so normal. I did not feel weird for once and I actually talked to my mother. Well, the night before was very weird... My mother wouldn't even look at me. Just because of that stupid ass conversation about 'what you lookin' at?' Well just go fuck yourself, 'mother' as you want me to call you. Whatevs. My mom has got some problems. Anyway, even though it was normal… It didn't feel as normal and great as the day that I first came back to Degrassi Community School and strolled right up to the one and only, Holly Jeannette Sinclair. What an amazing name, huh?
*HOLLY J'S POV*
I walked into Degrassi's front doors, feeling very special. Very happy that Declan wasn't here, and that people did not think I was a bitch anymore; but I can be a weenie-bit like that. So watch your ass, cowards. I smiled and looked around as I strutted down that hallway filled with my fellow students, since I was vice-president along with Sav, turning around and staring. Sav, turned around and walked straight up to me. He took my hand and smashed me against the lockers. I didn't know what was going on until he laughed. I laughed with him. Then he passionately kissed me on the lips. I felt like I was in heaven. I still loved Declan though, but all he wanted to do was being here and help me with my problems. He thought I was a problem. I, Holly Jeanette Sinclair do not have problems. Only financially, hmm.