A/N: I was thinking of this as I was reading some Maya and Campbell fanfics. They're just so cute, aren't they? (: I really liked them. I knew Campbell had feelings for Maya the moment that Tristan was trying to talk to him and he would only talk to "Maya." It was so obvious, right?

Anyway, this is kind of a redemption fic for Bianca. I just thought that she would do this. Bianca isn't a bad person anymore.

I suppose that this would be when she found Cam in the girls' restroom, having a major freak out. I can't remember how that exactly went, so give room for poetic license. The same general idea happens, just not word for word.

All right, enough from me. I'll let you get on reading. I hope you enjoy! (:

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Bianca walked down the crowded halls of Degrassi, sighing every once and a while. She was unbelievable bored today. Ever since Drew had dropped out, she couldn't wait to get through the day of school – more than usual, that is. School had never been a place that she wanted to be for too long – even if it was during her period of being a good girl.

She turned the corner and was heading towards the washroom. Some days she just needed a moment to be in there and breathe – this was one of them.

As she entered in the wash room, she stood in shock. There was the freshman guy from the mall that was trying to get into her pants the other day. He stood at the sink, grasping it for dear life. He looked up the moment she entered the room and then looked around. He looked, for lack of a better term, like a piece of shit.

"Oh my god," she said. "Are you stalking me?"

"No," he panicked. "I'm not, I promise."

"Do I need to get the principal?"

"No!" he repeated, coming closer. "I'll leave. Please, just don't. I –" From there, the little freshman was practically turning to a ball from where he stood.

"Calm down, kid," she advised. "It's okay. I won't get him. Just – take a breath." He did as she told him to, grabbing onto the sink again. "Life's hard, I get it. Welcome to high school."

He chuckled, but not humorously. "No kidding."

"Don't let those jerks get you down," she said. "They're idiots. You don't need to be like them. Be better."

He stood there silent again. As she waited for him to breath, she couldn't help but wonder why he looked so familiar. She knew that he was the freshman from the mall, but she also knew that she's seen him hanging around with other people besides the obnoxious hockey jocks. The question was where.

She walked towards him and put a hand on his back. He looked up at her warily.

It hit her as she got a good look at his face. This was Katie's little sister's boyfriend.

She paused for a split second, shocked, before she went back to her mantra. "Go back out there and don't take shit from them. Don't let anything anyone says to you make you upset. You've got the power in your hands to rule your life. Keep calm and fight on."

The freshman nodded. "Thank you."

"Now," she smiled, "I think you should get out of the girls' room before anyone else walks in."

He laughed. "Right."

With that, she watched him leave. Her thoughts drifted back to Katie. She closed her eyes and sighed out a silent word to her, "You're welcome."