[ Happy New Year everyone! I have returned yet again with the promised "sequel" (if you will, more of a spin-off) to my other story, "The Girl Who Sold the World". In this story we are following none other than Johnny DiMarco, of course checking in on the other characters. I was actually going to post sooner than this, but with all the Johnny stories out there I didn't think the time was right, but i figured I'd better post before the story becomes irrelevant. So here it is.
Please bear with the fact that this is based off my previous Darcy story, and while there are little summaries in the story that kind of give you a reminder of what happened, you probably won't understand it fully unless you have read chapters 15-30 in the other story (particularly the last few). This is my take on the Johnny character for the record, as I do not watch the show now and don't know of any changes. This takes place in 2008, remember that. I haven't finished writing the story honestly since i've been on a bit of a writer's block but the story will stop at 20 chapters (currently at 10).
So without further adieu I present you my 2nd story which me playing around with 1st person writing. Please review this one! And if you need a bit of a follow up on my Darcy story, have no fear. The link will be posted at the end of the chapter. Thank you, happy new year, and enjoy! ]
Disclamer: I don't own Degrassi or any of it's characters. I only own this story and it's content.
Who You Are - A Degrassi Fan Fiction
Chapter One: Dream the Dreams..
I love my life.
Well I don't really love it like hippie stuff or any of that...and I don't really like love it either. Well, I don't hate it and I don't love it but, it's making progress you could say.
Then again when I think about it, I never really hated being Johnny DiMarco. Being me always has its perks.
But then again, it's got its downsides.
Like there's only one thing that I really, truly regret if I think. I could even tell you what I was thinking and everything. It hasn't left my mind.
God, I was so damn wasted that night. It was a kick ass party too, man...but I was just so wasted. I really remember pissing on this kid's car...it was JT's car. That JT kid...I never really had anything against him, but I didn't like him for some reason. Everyone says he was a really stand up guy.
So I'm just pissing on his car when he shows up.
"Couldn't find a toilet?" Someone asked. I turned around and it was JT, so you know, I laughed because he saw what I was doing to his car. I remember I was with my friend Drake. I'd known him for a while and we were okay friends. Had a terrible anger problem though.
"He did." Drake said, also laughing.
"I get it. My car sucks...ha ha. You guys slay me with your humor." JT replied. He walked over to his car and I don't know if it was the tone or just his sarcasm that set Drake off, but something did. I felt it, but I didn't let it bug me, ya know? I didn't think it would be a problem.
I was done peeing so I walked away with Drake, until I heard him turn around and say something like "Well mascot boy, laugh at this."
And that's when I saw the blade.
I couldn't freaking believe this guy's anger. He'll pull a knife on a dude just for his sarcasm...but I felt it. I felt something in me that told me that he was getting mad and I didn't let it bother me. Damnit, I should have let it bother me.
He sprinted at him like he was in a damn race. I didn't even have a chance to react or anything. It happened so quickly. I would have stopped him, I swear I would have. I really couldn't believe what the hell was going on.
Then I saw that nasty, bloody wound in JT's back. That's when reality kicked in and time sunk in.
"Man, what the hell did you do?!" I asked Drake. He couldn't believe what he'd done either. I could see that he couldn't believe where his anger had taken him. As we saw his lifeless body sink to the ground, we ran.
We ran past Liberty. She's one of Degrassi's many 'goody goody' girls, but I'm pretty sure she had a thing for JT. When we ran clear past all the houses and far away from the area, I'll never forget what I heard after.
Screams. No...squeals for help. The last time I'd ever heard anyone yell like that was my mother...but we'll get into her later.
And that's what I remember, and that's what I regret. Even though it wasn't me, I knew damn well of this crazy kid's anger issue and I even felt it. I really would have stopped it if I could have, and the only way I could possibly help was by snitching, so I did. I told the cops exactly what I just told you just now and they kept telling me it wasn't my fault. But I felt something! Damnit, it was my fault!
So after that the feud between Degrassi and my school Lakehurst only got bigger and bigger. It's like, fine, one kid from our school did it, one kid. Why the hell are you terrorizing us because of what one kid did? He's in jail now and he probably regrets it too. Why couldn't they have moved on?
I'll tell ya, you'll never be able to get me to describe how it felt feeling like the most hated person in the whole school. And that's what all of us Lakehurst kids felt. All of us.
But whatever. It's different now though. It's better now. But I've got this thing I'm dealing with...I don't know what it is. I guess it's like a burden or something...I heard someone use that expression once and I think that's how it is.
Well, whatever it is, it's bugging the hell outta me and I want it off.
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