Hey, y'all, I'm Isis, and this is my first Degrassi fanfic. Be gentle.
Disclaimer: Anyone new is my property, and no one else's.
Story Summary: Everyone celebrated when Liberty Van Zandt left Degrassi, and Canada especially JT Yorke. Liberty's gone to live with her aunt and uncle in Alexandria, Louisiana. Well, it's JT's tenth grade year, and Liberty's back, with her seventeen-year-old cousin in tow. Liberty's changed a lot since eighth grade, and now she's back with a vengeance, setting the sophomores upside down with her new attitude, style, and look. Her cousin is making waves with the juniors, with her blatant dislike for Paige, and her obvious flirtations with Jimmy.
Chapter Summary: Liberty suddenly announces that she is leaving Degrassi. How does everyone take this sudden news?
Liberty with a Vengeance
Prologue-I'm Moving
Liberty walked into Mr. Simpson's class and handed him a slip of paper, which he read in surprise. "Where are you transferring to, Liberty?"
Emma looked up, surprised. She turned to Manny, her best friend. "Manny, did you hear that? Liberty's transferring to another school."
"Good riddance." Manny said casually, turning to her computer. "I don't like her."
"We should at least ask her if she really is leaving." Liberty walked to her seat. "Liberty, are you moving?"
"Yes, I'm going to stay with my aunt and uncle in Alexandria, Louisiana. My parents want me to get a taste of a different culture." Liberty said, taking a book out of her bag.
"How long are you going to be gone?"
"Who's going to be gone?" JT asked, sliding into his seat.
"I'm moving to the USA." Liberty said, averting her eyes from JT's direction. "I might stay there. I would like to spend some time with my aunt, and cousin, since I haven't seen them in years. I'm just not sure how long I'll stay."
"Oh." JT fought to keep the pleasure out of his voice. "That's too bad Liberty." The bell rang, and everyone turned to their assignments. Mr. Simpson allowed them five minutes to talk at the end of class. "So you don't know how long you're going to be gone?"
"Don't try so hard to sound upset, JT. I know you're pleased to hear I'm leaving." The bell rang, and Liberty almost ran out of class.
Emma gave JT a look. "JT, you really did it this time," She said as she collected her books.
"Did what? I didn't even do anything to her."
"You know that your tone of voice gave it away."
"Did not. I thought I did pretty good sounding sad."
"That's just the point. I know you don't like Liberty that much, and frankly, I don't either, but you could at least show some tact!" Emma went into her next class, and JT went to his.
Liberty turned in her transfer papers, and went home at the end of the school day. The house was empty, both her parents worked long hours, her dad as a lawyer, and her mom as a doctor. She grabbed an apple on her way to her room, where she proceeded to finish packing. It was almost seven by the time her father got home.
"Liberty?"
"Yes Daddy?"
"Have you finished packing?"
"Yes sir. The flight doesn't leave until tomorrow morning, at seven. Will you and Mom be there?"
"Of course. How else do you plan on getting to the airport?" Her father, David Van Zandt, leaned on her doorframe.
"I figured if you were too busy, I could catch a taxi or something of the sort."
"Not my little girl. Just because your mother and I are always working doesn't mean we don't care."
"I'm aware of that, Dad, really I am."
"What do you say to dinner at the restaurant of your choice, just the two of us?"
"Sounds great. Can we go to Luciana's?"
"Italian sounds terrific. Let's go."
Liberty smiled as she and her dad entered the restaurant. It was her favorite. She and her father spent some time getting to know each other over pasta and bread. She hadn't spent this much time with her father since her fifth birthday. It was around nine when they got back, and Tamera, Liberty's mother, was sitting in the living room with her feet propped up, and a cold cloth over her eyes. She looked up as Liberty and David entered the room. "Did you have fun, honey?"
"Yes ma'am, it was fun."
"Well, you had better shower and go to bed, because you'll have to wake up early tomorrow if you want to catch your flight." Tamera said, resettling the cloth over her eyes. Liberty did as ordered, and fell into bed. She was asleep almost immediately.
"Liberty? Wake up." Tamera tapped on her daughter's door gently. "You don't want to miss your flight, do you?"
"I'm up." Liberty dressed, and took one last look around her room before dragging her suitcase downstairs. She brushed her teeth and hair before putting her toothbrush, hairbrush, and comb into her suitcase. "I'm ready."
"Let's go then." The Van Zandt family rode to the airport in silence. Liberty walked up to her gate.
"This is it. My little baby is leaving me. Oh I forgot. You're thirteen. That makes you my teenager." Tamera said, smiling at Liberty.
"We'll call and e-mail and all that." David assured, bending to kiss his daughter on the head and hugging her tightly. Tamera followed suit.
"Bye Mom, Dad." Liberty walked into the terminal, and onto the airport. A steward showed her where to sit, and she pulled out a book. The flight wasn't as long as she anticipated, and before she knew it, she was in the Houston airport scanning the crowd for her aunt's face.
"Liberty? Over here!" Liberty turned in the direction of the voice. An older girl, about fifteen years old, ran up to Liberty. "Hey! Don't you remember your own cousin?"
"Aubrianna?" Liberty asked, staring at the tall pretty girl.
"Yup! Mama, I found her!"
A woman of medium height stepped out of the crowd and hugged Liberty tightly. "Hello Liberty, welcome to the USA."
"Hi, Aunt Malise." Malise was the spitting image of her older sister, except her eyes were green, instead of hazel.
"We are gonna have fun! I have to show you all the good places to shop, and the school's really nice." Aubrianna said, taking Liberty's carryon bag. When Aubrianna turned, Liberty got a chance to really look at her older cousin. She was pretty, black and Cajun, with dark caramel colored skin, and her mother's green eyes. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail, but it was dark red-black.
"Where's Uncle James?" Liberty asked.
"He's at work. He promised to take us shoppin' this weekend."
"Sounds like fun." They retrieved Liberty's bags, and got into Malise's dark green truck. As they pulled away from the airport, Liberty made a mental resolution that things were going to be different here. No more Ms. Perfect.
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Well, that's the super-short prologue. I'll put more up later. I hope y'all like the way this is going. No flames please, as they will be used to burn Paige beyond recognition. Next chapter: It's been two years since Liberty was in Canada. Degrassi won't be the same when she and her cousin start school.
Disclaimer: Anyone new is my property, and no one else's.
Story Summary: Everyone celebrated when Liberty Van Zandt left Degrassi, and Canada especially JT Yorke. Liberty's gone to live with her aunt and uncle in Alexandria, Louisiana. Well, it's JT's tenth grade year, and Liberty's back, with her seventeen-year-old cousin in tow. Liberty's changed a lot since eighth grade, and now she's back with a vengeance, setting the sophomores upside down with her new attitude, style, and look. Her cousin is making waves with the juniors, with her blatant dislike for Paige, and her obvious flirtations with Jimmy.
Chapter Summary: Liberty suddenly announces that she is leaving Degrassi. How does everyone take this sudden news?
Liberty with a Vengeance
Prologue-I'm Moving
Liberty walked into Mr. Simpson's class and handed him a slip of paper, which he read in surprise. "Where are you transferring to, Liberty?"
Emma looked up, surprised. She turned to Manny, her best friend. "Manny, did you hear that? Liberty's transferring to another school."
"Good riddance." Manny said casually, turning to her computer. "I don't like her."
"We should at least ask her if she really is leaving." Liberty walked to her seat. "Liberty, are you moving?"
"Yes, I'm going to stay with my aunt and uncle in Alexandria, Louisiana. My parents want me to get a taste of a different culture." Liberty said, taking a book out of her bag.
"How long are you going to be gone?"
"Who's going to be gone?" JT asked, sliding into his seat.
"I'm moving to the USA." Liberty said, averting her eyes from JT's direction. "I might stay there. I would like to spend some time with my aunt, and cousin, since I haven't seen them in years. I'm just not sure how long I'll stay."
"Oh." JT fought to keep the pleasure out of his voice. "That's too bad Liberty." The bell rang, and everyone turned to their assignments. Mr. Simpson allowed them five minutes to talk at the end of class. "So you don't know how long you're going to be gone?"
"Don't try so hard to sound upset, JT. I know you're pleased to hear I'm leaving." The bell rang, and Liberty almost ran out of class.
Emma gave JT a look. "JT, you really did it this time," She said as she collected her books.
"Did what? I didn't even do anything to her."
"You know that your tone of voice gave it away."
"Did not. I thought I did pretty good sounding sad."
"That's just the point. I know you don't like Liberty that much, and frankly, I don't either, but you could at least show some tact!" Emma went into her next class, and JT went to his.
Liberty turned in her transfer papers, and went home at the end of the school day. The house was empty, both her parents worked long hours, her dad as a lawyer, and her mom as a doctor. She grabbed an apple on her way to her room, where she proceeded to finish packing. It was almost seven by the time her father got home.
"Liberty?"
"Yes Daddy?"
"Have you finished packing?"
"Yes sir. The flight doesn't leave until tomorrow morning, at seven. Will you and Mom be there?"
"Of course. How else do you plan on getting to the airport?" Her father, David Van Zandt, leaned on her doorframe.
"I figured if you were too busy, I could catch a taxi or something of the sort."
"Not my little girl. Just because your mother and I are always working doesn't mean we don't care."
"I'm aware of that, Dad, really I am."
"What do you say to dinner at the restaurant of your choice, just the two of us?"
"Sounds great. Can we go to Luciana's?"
"Italian sounds terrific. Let's go."
Liberty smiled as she and her dad entered the restaurant. It was her favorite. She and her father spent some time getting to know each other over pasta and bread. She hadn't spent this much time with her father since her fifth birthday. It was around nine when they got back, and Tamera, Liberty's mother, was sitting in the living room with her feet propped up, and a cold cloth over her eyes. She looked up as Liberty and David entered the room. "Did you have fun, honey?"
"Yes ma'am, it was fun."
"Well, you had better shower and go to bed, because you'll have to wake up early tomorrow if you want to catch your flight." Tamera said, resettling the cloth over her eyes. Liberty did as ordered, and fell into bed. She was asleep almost immediately.
"Liberty? Wake up." Tamera tapped on her daughter's door gently. "You don't want to miss your flight, do you?"
"I'm up." Liberty dressed, and took one last look around her room before dragging her suitcase downstairs. She brushed her teeth and hair before putting her toothbrush, hairbrush, and comb into her suitcase. "I'm ready."
"Let's go then." The Van Zandt family rode to the airport in silence. Liberty walked up to her gate.
"This is it. My little baby is leaving me. Oh I forgot. You're thirteen. That makes you my teenager." Tamera said, smiling at Liberty.
"We'll call and e-mail and all that." David assured, bending to kiss his daughter on the head and hugging her tightly. Tamera followed suit.
"Bye Mom, Dad." Liberty walked into the terminal, and onto the airport. A steward showed her where to sit, and she pulled out a book. The flight wasn't as long as she anticipated, and before she knew it, she was in the Houston airport scanning the crowd for her aunt's face.
"Liberty? Over here!" Liberty turned in the direction of the voice. An older girl, about fifteen years old, ran up to Liberty. "Hey! Don't you remember your own cousin?"
"Aubrianna?" Liberty asked, staring at the tall pretty girl.
"Yup! Mama, I found her!"
A woman of medium height stepped out of the crowd and hugged Liberty tightly. "Hello Liberty, welcome to the USA."
"Hi, Aunt Malise." Malise was the spitting image of her older sister, except her eyes were green, instead of hazel.
"We are gonna have fun! I have to show you all the good places to shop, and the school's really nice." Aubrianna said, taking Liberty's carryon bag. When Aubrianna turned, Liberty got a chance to really look at her older cousin. She was pretty, black and Cajun, with dark caramel colored skin, and her mother's green eyes. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail, but it was dark red-black.
"Where's Uncle James?" Liberty asked.
"He's at work. He promised to take us shoppin' this weekend."
"Sounds like fun." They retrieved Liberty's bags, and got into Malise's dark green truck. As they pulled away from the airport, Liberty made a mental resolution that things were going to be different here. No more Ms. Perfect.
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Well, that's the super-short prologue. I'll put more up later. I hope y'all like the way this is going. No flames please, as they will be used to burn Paige beyond recognition. Next chapter: It's been two years since Liberty was in Canada. Degrassi won't be the same when she and her cousin start school.