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JEMMA. Emma was once stabbed by her sister with a pair of scissors. While trying to deal with that, Emma also deals with the stress of being back at school and starting to see things, like ghosts. Apparently, she's also been 'sold' to The Devil and he comes for her, and he goes by the name of Jay. He also thinks it's fun to 'pose' as a highschool student before he tells Emma what he wants from her. Emma makes a deal with him, she'll be his if he lets her stay on earth and try to help the ghosts that need her help. But the question is, does she love him? Can the devil really love her? Can Jay redeem himself for her and change? It might take years, but that's an epic love story I'm willing to write for them. It's a battle between good and evil, against and with another, and against themselves.

ONTO THE STORY...

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Emma was 16, going on 20, with how blossoming and beautiful she looked. She had a sun kissed tan, and crossed her legs on her kitchen counter stool she sat on. She had long legs, and a hour glass figure. She wore hip hugging blue jean shorts and a light pink tank top on. It was so hot today, since it was summer, but oddly, Emma never sweat, and she liked the heat.

She had long blonde silky natural hair, with even lighter highlights through it. She boredly ate the strawberries that sat in a bowl on the kitchen counter she leaned on. All her friends were gone for summer, even her best friend, Manny Santos. Manny was wild, unlike Emma, who was more on the good girl side but no Mary Sue, she liked to party sometimes and Manny could talk her into anything..but, she still held the most respect from everyone, for being the bright and pretty girl she was. Her Dad was so proud of Emma for being the highest grade setter in her classes this year.

She lived with her Dad, and older sister Alex, who was 17. The two weren't a like, with Alex having black hair, but I guess their length of hair was the same and had the same Hazel eyes, Emma's a bit lighter with a splash of green. Alex was a rebellious kind of girl, where Emma followed her Dad's rules. Why disobey? He was a good father, and he gave them a beautiful home and they stuck together like glue through the awful stuff they've been through...like her mothers death when Emma was born. Alex use to say nasty things when they were little, sure they got along now, but Alex said Emma had killed their mom because she had died through birth. Joey, their father, always said Caitlin loved her and was so excited for her to be born, and nothing Alex said could take that away.

"Hey Brat." came the voice herself.

Emma turned her head from staring out the window. Outside, their old swing that hung off a rope on a tree, was swinging back and forth. She got lost staring at it, wondering how it was moving when there was absolutely no wind today.

She turned her head to see Alex had opened the front door and came in, a little more bubbly than usual and smirking as she came over, stealing one of Emma's strawberrys.

"Careful Alex," Emma teased her older sister, "You're almost smiling. Should I call Dad and let him know you're not feeling too well?" she put her hand up to take Alex's fever.

Alex scoffed and swatted her hand away, "Beat it, freak." she leaned back from the counter and backed up to the sink, leaning against it. Alex was what most called the 'Bad girl' at school. Speaking of school, it was coming back in a few weeks. "I met a guy last night." she smirked.

Emma had just bit into another strawberry and gave Alex a wierd look before swallowing it down. It was odd for Alex to gush about a boy out loud, in front of her. He must of been somethin' to catch Alex's attention. Emma was having fun visioning the guy tattooed head to toe, because everyone knew Alex loved her bad boys.

"Don't tell Dad." she warned Emma, her dazed look turning into a solid glare on her little sister.

Emma shrugged her left shoulder, "I won't." why would she? "What's he like?" she asked.

Alex almost turned jealous, squinting her eyes at Emma coldly, "Why do you want to know?"

Emma felt taken back. Alex and her were getting along so well lately, and since this summer, it was like a 1/80. "Fine," she lifted her hands in sarcastic defense, "Never mind." she went to get up, and grabbed her strawberries to leave.

Alex stood in the kitchen, alone now, swinging slightly back and forth as she crossed her arms and then nervously bit her thumbnail while smiling. She looked different to Emma, who had peaked back down at her once she was on the stairs. Alex looked truly enchanted or entranced, by whoever this new guy was.

Summer ended fast, which was unusual for a girl to be happy about but Emma was. She liked to be with her friends, to learn things, to impress her teachers and father with her brain. She wore her best jean mini skirt and white tank top, still the weather was still summer material.

This year was her junior year ! Which meant Alex's senior.

"Em!" she heard, and turned from walking up her school stairs of Degrassi. She let out a big smile as Manny's contagious dimpled smile met with hers.

"Manny!" the blonde even pouted as the two embraced another tight. "I missed you!" she sighed in relief, pulling away.

Manny had long brown hair with bangs across her forehead, she wore jean shorts that maybe revealed her ass a little too much but that was Manny. She made the school boys drool, and liked to tease men when they passed her down the street too. She finished with a buttoned up red top that looked ready to burst from her size of-erm, you know. Emma was blessed, but NOT like Manny Santos.

"How was summer?"

"Awful, didn't you hear how much I missed you?" EMma teased, beginning to walk up the steps but sat down in the middle with Manny. It was their classic 'sit down' spot to hang out. They watched all the new kids and new seniors getting out of their cars.

Manny giggled and went to open her mouth until a loud car with blasting, thumping, music rolled by and parked infront of the school. Alex got out of it, and it was a bright orange civic. Emma wrinkled her nose, wanting to know who would want to drive such a vibrant car like that. Alex had stepped out like she ruled the campus, and maybe she sort of did.

"Guessing that's Alex's new boyfriend." Emma told Manny who had to laugh at the mention of that.

Who'd want to take that psycho on a date? Manny swore sometimes Alex could be bipolar or something. Granted she was a little pretty, but she ruined it with her bad attitude. But sometimes guys liked a feisty girl I guess...

Both Emma and Manny peaked at the driver when they noticed the window was down. It looked dark for a moment, which was odd for the beautiful day it was, until Alex moved out of the way and the sunshine beamed on him. The guy had piercing blue eyes wearing a black jacket, and he held one hand on his steering wheel, and his other arm hung out the window. He just turned his head and was staring right back at them now, with a pair of full lips that naturally fell in almost a pout, and a cigarette hung at the corner of his lips. Emma tensed up when they locked eyes and she struggled a little to look away. She felt all the hair on her arms stick up, and she shifted in her spot uneasily. What was this feeling that had just overcome her?

She turned to Manny and asked in almost a hurry, "Want to get to class?"

"Classic Emma wanting to go to class early on the FIRST day." Manny teased, but had her eyes on the orange civic that now went to go park in the parking lot as Alex waited for him. "Damn. I'm a little jealous. Who is he?"

Emma paused to take a moment to think. She'd never seen him before.. was he even a student? There was something dangerous and off about him, of course there was, he was with Alex. But it was more than that, Emma could feel it, her whole body could.

Emma wasn't into bad boys, but this one was very alluring. She knew it was probably best to stay away from him. But as he exited his car, with a shade of sunglasses on now, Emma felt pulled back towards him and for not being able to see his eyes behind his sunglasses, she knew he was gazing at her too. She almost felt like she knew him, and she didn't like that, because she knew that wasn't possible. They've never met before.

"That's Jay Hogart." a voice startled them from behind, and both Emma and Manny turned to Darcy. Another friend of theirs.

"My prayers are with him." as she spoke, she placed her hand around her cross necklace. Darcy was in the religious club at school and went to Christian church every Sunday. She was very passionate about her beliefs.

Emma smiled to Manny who laughed and rolled her eyes. As Christian as Darcy could be, she could also be a girl who partied as hard as they did sometimes. Yup, it was a little hypocritical and it never made sense to Emma either. Emma never really knew where she stood with the whole God thing. She just believed in being a good person. Hopefully that was enough.

"Come on," Manny said and the three decided to go get their books that were in the school, in their lockers.

Emma had to glance once more back at her sister, still feeling strange about Jay. As if he knew she was going to glance over, they locked eyes again which made Emma turn back quickly and flee the scene with her friends following quickly behind.

"EMMA!"

Emma jumped, and scowled the blonde boy headed towards her down the hallway.

"We'll see you in class." snorted Manny, pulling Darcy away so Emma could be alone with Peter.

"Peter, I can't talk today." she let it go simply with that, walking to her locker but sighed when she felt him on her heels.

"But I've been doing some thinking, all summer, and I think our break up was a little unfair-"

Emma turned before opening her locker, "I just need some 'me' time, Peter. I feel like I'm not the girl I use to be. I like being independent, and I can't do that when you're always smothering me."

From down the hall, Darcy and Manny were giggling hard, and were shocked Emma was saying this. Some of the other students had even turned as well to watch the little 'show'.

Maybe Emma had finally hit her breaking point with her ex, but the old Emma would never have the guts to say the truth, but now, something had seemed to change and she wasn't shy nor felt bad to finally tell Peter how she felt.

"I wouldn't smother you if you just picked up your phone calls!" he snapped, getting more audience from the students. How embarrassing!

Emma missed the fact even Alex and her new boyfriend or whoever he was had come in and stopped to watch too. Alex crossed her arms with a side smirk, hoping Emma gave it good to PoinDexter. She got comfortable beside Jay who too watched with a hard look in his eyes.

Emma snapped back at Peter from under her breath, "I'd pick up your phone calls if you weren't such a stalker, now leave me alone!"

"STALKER?!" he yelled.

Emma groaned silently with embarrassment, and decided to leave her locker and the scene, but as she pushed past him and tried to storm off, he yelled so everyone could hear him.

"Well everyone should know THIS stalker took HER precious virginity." he crossed his arms when Emma turned back, her mouth gaping.

Emma's mouth fell, her eyes blazing so hard she was seeing red. Manny's mouth even dropped and Darcy gasped. The whole crowd either looked at Emma or graciously cheered Peter for his 'accomplishment'. Everyone thought Emma Nelson was so innocent. Emma wanted to just...KILL him. The bell rang, and tears burned her eyes. She glanced around at her fellow students and even friends giving her looks and she saw the nearest bathroom, going to go run into it.

What she missed next was Peter smirking and turning around to walk to class, to slip on a piece of paper out from under his foot and he fell back, quick, with a gasp and fell hard into one of the locker behind him, slamming his head on a sharp piece near the lock. He landed with a thud, and blood poured from his head, and some students began to scream bloody murder. What the HELL just happened?

"Oh my god!" Alex even freaked out and her eyes widened in horror. She pushed her body back into Jay 's when teachers ran by them and tried to help Peter. He wasn't moving. As any natural human would, she closed her eyes to the blood that gushed out his head onto the floor.

Jay stood there calmly through the tragedy before his eyes, but his eyes were on the bathroom door Emma fled into, rather than the dead boy who lied on the ground infront of him.

...Hope that virginity of hers was worth it, PoinDex. Jay smirked and walked off.

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"Emma, you okay?"

Emma wanted to say yes, but the right answer would be no; for once. Her father found her sitting in her dim lighted room, studying but not really.

Peter had died one week ago now. He didn't deserve to die. ..but, how would you feel when he suddenly dies after humiliating you in front of everybody?

"Fine, Dad." she looked up, connecting eyes with Joey who smiled softly.

"You're my good one, Em." he joked with a wink and closed her door back behind him to give her privacy. He hoped she was okay. He heard about what happened to that boy she use to date. It was like a freak accident. Truly a loss for the principle who was also Peter's mother.

Emma scowled when he shut the door. Of course she was the 'good one', she didn't sneak out like Alex did or start trouble. In fact, Emma was DYING to get named valedictorian the end of this school year, and this school year just started!

'Emm- maaaaaaaaaaa...'

Emma lifted her head, and felt a warm breath against her ear, her eyes widened and she frantically looked around. What the hell was that? It sounded like someone whispered her name right in her ear, and then some kind of wind flew by her. She, a little creeped out now, hugged her arms, rubbing them as she felt cold.

She eyed her window, that was a little cracked open, and insisted what she heard was probably the wind.

Still though, it didn't make it easier to fall asleep.

The next morning was a beautiful day, the sun shining through her open window .Emma got up from bed for school, stretched her arms and led herself to her bathroom she shared with Alex.

Emma went to open the bathroom door, since always the first one in since first to wake up every day. Alex liked to sleep in. Or not even go to school. Which ever.

Emma stumbled a bit when she didn't expect the door to be locked. Hmm, wierd. "Alex?" she knocked. Nothing. Emma tried to play with the handle and shove her shoulder into the door. Maybe it was stuck.

No budge.

"Alex, let me in!" she rolled her eyes, guessing Alex had some hangover or something this morning. She was never up this early. "Open the door!"

She gasped when the door made a loud click and her hand shot back from it. "Open sesame." she joked lightly, but then turned the handle slowly and crept the door open.

The site in front of her had Emma's mouth gaped, watching in slight worry and panic as her sister sat on her knees, on the bathroom floor, her eyes blood shot, and her palms placed together like she was praying. And she was.

"God forgive me for all my sins, please lord, who-"

"Alex?" Emma whispered, confused why Alex stared almost right through her, since she stood in front. She went to Alex, and she looked...sick. "Lex, are you okay?" she looked over her shoulder to call her father, "DAD!" she turned back to yelp in fright. Alex's blood shot eyes were looking right at her, her greasy looking hair looking a bit tangled.

"Pray with me."

Emma swallowed hard, and backed away from Alex. Joey had run in then, and stopped at the door, glancing between his daughters and more worriedly at Alex.

"Alex, what's wrong?" he pushed Emma behind him who ran to the door, squeezing the door frame as she felt scared. What was wrong with Alex?

"Pray with me." Alex only repeated, her eyes still on Emma until her Dad grabbed her face to make her look at him.

"What is this?!" he shouted at her, "Drugs again? Talk to me Alex! I'm so sick of this shit from you!"

Alex whispered one more time as her hand slid behind her back. "Pray with me."

Emma's eyes widened "DADD!" Emma screamed, shooting forward as Alex held a broken piece of some glass. The mirror in the bathroom was broken, how had Emma missed that?

Joey cried out but caught Alex's wrist before she shot the broken blade down on him. Emma's eyes burned with tears, watching wildly as Joey held Alexs wrist from hurting him or herself, which she had done, as Joey looked down and noticed her wrist cutting down her arms. Emma bursted into tears and ran to her room.

Joey cupped Alex's face who seemed to of now fainted in his arms, "Alex, baby, what's happened?" he began to cry and craddle her "What happened?"

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"Will she be okay?" whispered Joey to the Doctor who came to the house to privately inspect Alex.

Emma was on her bed, her knees curled to her chest, looking through her creaked door that was placed right across from Alex's.

Alex's door was open, and the brunette was sitting on the edge of her bed, looking emotionless.

Emma's eyes shimmered before she got up, and went to close her door but not before hearing the Doctor. "Just give her some rest. She'll be fine."

Fine!? She had tried to stab their Dad with a broken shard. What was up with her? Emma crawled back into her bed, into her covers, and curled into it.

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One Month Later.

It's like her Dad, and even Alex, acted like it had never happened. Alex woke up the next morning back to her normal self. She apologized though for her 'freak out', which Emma actually wanted to refer to 'almost murder', but whatever. Alex said she had been drinking with friends and couldn't remember what happened or anything. Maybe her drink was ruffied or something. But Doctors didn't find anything in her system. Emma didn't care, as long as something like that didn't happen again.

It was the weekend now, and they were going to the beach. They as in her, Manny, Alex and their Dad, rumor was Jay was coming too since Joey wanted to meet him. Come to think of it, Emma hadn't even seen him around at school much, or maybe she was just distracted by everything lately to notice.

"I brought beeeeeer!" sang Manny happily, walking into the house with her beach bag and pink bikini on with a jean skirt.

Emma sat in the tv room and Joey peaked his head out from the kitchen, "I didn't hear that Manny Santos."

Both the girls giggled and then waited another hour before Alex finally came in, with Jay behind. He wore a backwards black hat, which looked kinda cute on him, with his light brown hair peaking out from under. He looked older, Emma swore maybe he was 18 and just failed a year. He stopped behind Alex when she noticed Emma and Manny in the kitchen.

"Where's Dad?" Alex asked.

Emma caught Jay's eye and the two stared at another before Emma decided to avoid it and motioned to the back door, "In the driveway, packing the car up." she turned away from them, pretending to go through her bag one last time to make sure she had everything.

There was something about Jay she couldn't shake off.

When Emma turned, Alex narrowed her eyes and turned to look back at Jay and looked back at Emma when she saw that look in his eyes towards her sister. He was in a trance. He always seemed to be when Emma was around and it was starting to really tick Alex off. Alex crossed her arms clenching her jaw. If her little sister thought she could steal Jay from her, she was wrong.

"Lets go." she snapped at Jay, leading him upstairs. It had to be the first time he's ever even been in their house.

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"Alright, pack it up, lets go!" Joey cheered happily, following Manny and Emma and helping them lift a cooler and then their beach bags into the trunk.

"Geez Joe," teased Manny, "What'd you put in here?" the cooler was so damn heavy!

Emma bent down to the bag down by her feet and went to pick it up, but someone grabbed it for her. Those blue eyes stared back at her as Jay swiftly put the bag in the car but kept his hard gaze on her. Emma swallowed, and her heart stopped.

"You're welcome." he teased with a playful smirk.

"Thanks.." she drifted, putting her hands on her waist and then remembered she was only wearing a white bikini, and now lifted her gaze to Jay's, whose eyes roamed down her body. Her heart sped now, quite quickly. She looked down his lean tall body too, and then shook her head out of it. She wasn't even this kind of girl! Who lusted after some guy? None the less a guy who was dating her sister?

"You okay?" he asked, noticing her turn her head and seem to be trying to avoid his gaze now. His voice was so husky and smooth.

Meanwhile, Alex was charging around the car to get to her Dad, "We're not going." she simply announced.

"what?" Joey asked, stopping before he got in and Emma turned to see what was going on.

"You're not going to come?" she asked, this was like a family thing. She just wanted Alex to come and have a good time for once. Things had been so, dark, lately.

"No." Alex simply shot back, her eyes visiously glaring at Emma and turning back to her Dad like this was her fault.

Emma rolled her eyes, not understanding what the hell she did now.

"Fine, get in the car you two." Joey said to Manny and Emma. They got in, and Alex backed up to give him room out of the driveway. When Joey reversed the car out, Emma glanced out the window from the passanger side to see Alex's glare on her before she turned and grabbed Jay's hand, pulling him inside back into the house.

Geez. What was up with Alex? Emma wondered.

Either way, they had a blast at the beach, even if they did share it with her old Dad but, he could be quite the goof.

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When they got home, it was late, and the house was dark. Joey had dropped Manny off first, and then headed home.

"I'm hitting the hay." he yawned, going up the stairs, step by step slowly and heavily. He got a rather big sun burn too.

Emma giggled and nodded, slightly tired herself but turned towards the kitchen to grab a glass to drink first. She knew her way around, since the lights were out, and this was the house she was born in. She made it to the sink, and felt out a glass from the cabinet and filled it with water.

After a few chugs, she jumped when the light went on. She turned and swallowed when Alex stood there, in nothing but her usual over sized pajama shirt. She looked as pissed as she did when they left though. Emma sighed and put her cup down.

"What is it now, Alex?" she was growing tired of her sisters mood swings. She rounded the kitchen counter towards her sister before she stopped, and noticed something missing from the knife holder. A big pair of sharp scissors. "Lex...?" Emma turned back to her older sister, but it was too late, the scissors in Alex's hand plunged into Emma's chest.

Emma's eyes shimmered, and the lights blew out as she looked at her sister who betrayed her like this and Alex stared back at her just as teary eyed, like this hurt her more than Emma. Emma gasped, and felt like her heart had been impaled. Her knees went weak.

Emma heard Alex whisper one more thing before she fell down to the floor. "Go to hell, Emma. He's mine."

Everything went black.

Then blue, red, blue and red lights began to shimmer in Emma's vision.

"Emma, stay with us." she heard a voice, and the sound of an ambulance was heard too.

Then her fathers sobbing, "How could this happen? How could she do this?"

"Sir how old is your daughter?"

"She's only 16!"

Emma's eye was pulled open by a paramedic, flashing a light in her eye. Emma now was in and out, noticing blood all over her shirt, her Dad sitting on the side of the ambulance, and she felt it speeding to the hospital.

"Alex." She whispered, her throat dry, her chest stinging, her eyes heavy.

The paramedic looked to the other happily, "We got her, stabilize her until we get to the hospital." she looked back down at Emma, placing a hand on her shoulder, "Emma. Listen to me. Don't worry honey, your sister won't ever be able to hurt you again and you're going to live through this."

Emma felt everything fade to black again.

That was 5 months ago now. 5 months since Emma had been stabbed by pair of scissors by her older sister. 5 months since Alex had been imprisoned in an institution, they diagnosed her as schizophrenic and bipolor. Emma had been in the hospital for a few weeks before she was let go, forever with a small scar over her left breast where Alex had stabbed her. It was stitched up and took months to heal the way Emma wanted it to, where people couldn't see it so much unless she had her top off or wore a low shirt. It was a white line now, could go unnoticed sometimes.

Emma had been home schooled since that night, not wanting to see anyone, or go through any more than what they had. Joey took time off work too. He visited Alex, but not a lot, and it was like talking to a mute anyways who had black eyes. He never understood why she did it, and Emma didn't either. She never spoke now, Emma heard, but wouldn't know since she never wanted to see her again.

"Are you sure you want to go back to school?" Joey asked, for the millionth time. He looked good, in a suit which he hadn't done since he use to go to work every day, but they were trying to turn a new leaf.

He had bought an apartment, just for them, and got rid of the house with horrible memories.

Emma sat at the kitchen table, a mug in front of her that he had placed down. For only being 5 months, she looked a bit more...mature, probably from what she been through. She was a month away now from being 17. It was the end of February and that made it easier to go back to school for last semester of her junior year. Atleast everyones second semester just started too.

. "Yeah Dad." she smiled sadly, "I need to go back." she sucked in a breath. "I'm going crazy here."

Joey smiled at the joke, but Emma saw his body tense a bit.

"right," she joked again, "I shouldn't say things like that."

"Emma, you're not like her." Joey spoke to her, but he didn't look at her. Most times, Joey couldn't even say Alex's name to Emma.

Emma looked away and didn't want to talk about it either. She got up and wore hip hugging blue jeans and a button up white blouse, her hair long, and straightened. She looked beautiful, ready, strong. Joey was so proud of her.

"I need to go back." Emma repeated once more, grabbing her bag. "Besides, Manny insists Liberty Van Zandt needs a little competition for valedictorian." she smiled softly, remembering how much she use to want that. That's what she'll do, focus on that.

"You're going to get it honey." Joey said, leaning in and kissing her forehead before grabbing his keys. "Lets go, I'll drive you to school."

"No way!" Emma exclaimed, passing him a playful smile but walked to the door. "Manny's picking me up with Darcy."

"Manny!?" Joey had no idea she could even drive! "PLEASE BE CAREF-" the door slammed shut and he chuckled.

He turned and took a deep breath. Him and Emma would be okay.

He hoped.

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Manny squeeled as she drove, and she was the same ol' Manny. "Em! I can't believe it! YOu're back!" she was ecstatic, and missed her so dang much! Joey never let Emma out and for a while, Emma didn't want to go out either.

Darcy turned her head to peak at Emma in the backseat, "Schools not the same without you." she gave her a reassuring smile.

"I just hope everyone else feels that way." snickered Emma, sadly looking down and a bit nervous.

"Why wouldn't they?!" Manny exclaimed.

"Oh I don't know," Emma mumbled under her breath, "I'm only the girl now who had been stabbed by her crazy sister." She knew the gossip was going to fly like no tomorrow today.

"Don't forget you're also the girl who dated Peter Stone before his freak accident." chimed in Manny, but was being playful.

"Only you could make that into some sick joke, Manny." taunted Darcy, slapping her arm, "How is that going to make Emma feel better?!"

Emma smiled though, rolling her eyes and shook her head. She knew that was just a weird coincidence. Right?

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The three walked up the school stairs with Emma glancing around at all the old familiar spots, yet some things have changed . Manny and Darcy also wore cheerleading out fits, which was different. Emma felt a little disconnected still.

"You want to go in?" Manny asked Emma. The weather was pretty icy for Feburary so the girls went straight into school.

Emma stopped at Manny's locker and kept her eyes down, knowing people were looking, and staring.

"They're staring at me," Manny taunted her playfully, trying to make her feel better, "I curled my hair today." she flipped it and giggled.

Emma laughed and leaned on her locker, tilting her head up, "What would I do without you?"

Manny pouted, "Die of boredom, which is what I've been doing the last 5 months. Have I told you how happy I am you're back?"

"7 times." Emma noted and laughed to then catch eye of something and her smile faded, but her eyes locked on this something. This someone.

Jay Hogart walked across the hall from the office he came out of, looking more grown up than the last time Emma saw him, and even more mysterious. He walked right to his locker which was beside Queen B's locker (Paige Michealchuck). He opened his locker door, and Emma noticed how he was alone and probably preferred it that way.

Emma shook her head, and tried to look away from him but Manny already turned when she saw her best friend in a daze. She saw Jay, and she turned her head back to Emma, a little shocked and confused. Maybe Emma was just curious to what he was up to, since having dated Alex. But Manny swore she saw a slight interest in her eyes. Curiosity.

Darcy had come back over from her locker and noted with a huff, "I can't find my bible. I've got my religion class first period."

Emma replied, "I'm sure you'll find it."

"Pray for it." Manny teased, receiving a glare from Darcy and slight giggle from Emma. Manny than barked at a few kids who passed them slowly, staring at Emma. "Take a picture! It lasts longer! And you can take it home, and show your parents! Do you want an autograph?!"

"Manny!" Emma exclaimed, blushing as the kids ran off.

She had gotten the attention of Miss Queen B who was standing with her 'girls' Hazel and Ashley. "Oh my god," Paige whispered, at her locker. "Is that who I think it is?" she gazed at Emma.

Jay stood at his locker and was grabbing some things as he glanced to the side at the girls with Paige. Him and Paige hooked up sometimes, at parties, but it was nothing serious. He hoooked up with many other girls too, but Paige didn't seem to get the hint that they weren't a couple.

"That's Emma Nelson, right?" Ashley asked, "She's back?"

Jay quickly glanced over his shoulder to see her. There she was, standing there, by her locker and friends. She looked great as always with that innocent aura she had, that virtue, and bright smile. He was glad she kept it, due to what she's been through. She bit her lip to whatever Manny was saying, and was blushing a bit. Jay swallowed and had turn away as he felt his breath go, and pants tighten. There was always something about her he so badly wanted and couldn't deny anymore.

Seeing her again was raising old feelings that he had felt for her when he was even with Alex. Those feelings never really went away. He hadn't seen her though since what happened. He couldn't believe it either when he heard Alex stabbed Emma. Since Alex was arrested, Jay never spoke to her again.

"Who is she?" Hazel asked.

Paige pushed her books into her locker and turned to look at Jay with a smirk and put her hand on his arm before explaining. "Alexs sister. The one she stabbed." Alex was in their grade, Emma was a year younger. She then winced, feeling and seeing Jay stiffen a little, "Sorry babe. Forgot you dated that freak."

"You guys don't have anything better to do then to gossip?" Jay taunted them, even Paige glared over at him offended.

As if answering Jay, Hazel continued gossiping, "She's pretty. Alex was always a hag. Probably why she stabbed her, poor girl."

Paige shrugged, not caring who was 'pretty' just as long as she was the prettiest. She was like the Snow White Queen who needed to be the fairest of them all. When she turned to Jay though, she saw his eyes locked on Emma across the hall and her jaw clenched.

"Jay." she raised an eyebrow. Now she was noticing what Alex had always noticed, his little 'thing' for the younger blonde.

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From across the hall, Emma heard someone yell Jay's name on the other side. She couldn't help but glance over, seeing Jay turned to Paige Michealchuck, and couldn't believe her eyes when Paige leaned up, cupped his face rather possessively, and kissed him.

Manny slowly stopped by Emma, seeing the blonde in a moment of trying to take this in. Jay was with Paige Michealchuck?

Emma turned, trying not to stare or get caught again looking at him. It was getting wierd for even her. She didn't know why she was always so drawn to him. It wasn't just his looks, there was something else.

"What you lookin' at?" damn, caught. Manny gave Emma a knowing look.

"I-I just saw him was all, and wondered- I wonder if he sees Alex at all or has since..." she flinched a little herself, hearing her say her sisters name out loud and letting herself think about that night.

"I doubt it." Manny said, raising an eyebrow at her like that was just crazy. She then eyed the couple across the hall again. "They're not serious by the way. He never is with anybody."

The bell rang, and Emma glanced back over with Manny to see Paige now leading her clique to class, Jay not following but in fact leaning back on his locker, staring right back at her with those very intensive blue eyes that haunted her mind now and then.

Emma's breath stopped, and Manny saw their moment and whispered to Emma, "Always did seem like he had his eyes on you though."

Emma snapped out of it, and got out of the way of passing students. She remembered she needed to get to class too. She needed to get Jay out of her head. It was wrong.

"Lets go." Emma plead, grabbing Manny's hand and dragged her to class.

{Breaking Ben-Dance With The Devil}
"Say goodbye, as we dance with the devil tonight.
Don't you dare look at him in the eye, as we dance with the devil tonight

Hold on. Hold on.

Don't you dare, look him in the eye. As you dance with the devil tonight."