I Know I Can Make It Through
Disclaimer: I own nothing, although I wish I own Craig.
A/N: Okay, I'm not really sure which season this story would fall under, but oh well. I've only watched the show a couple of times but I read a lot about it. But whatever season, they are in 9th Grade.
Enjoy!
"Manny, that's crazy!" Emma slammed her locker door shut, books in arms.
"Okay, how is it crazy? Its genius, really! But I need your help. We have got to find the hottest, most amazing looking boy in Degrassi. You will help, right?" Manny did her puppy dog face as they began walking.
Emma rolled her eyes. "Do I have a choice?"
"Not really."
"Fine, just don't hug me in public, okay? It's embarrassing."
"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" Manny jumped to hug her best friend, but stopped mid-air. "Okay, any suggestions for the man of my dreams?"
"Well, Manny, I hate to break it to you but Craig is one of the hottest guys in Degrassi. Except for Sean. He's the hottest." Emma stared dreamily ahead of her.
"You can stop drooling now, Em. And as much as I want to date your boyfriend, I don't. C'mon, think Emma think!"
"Okay. What about Jimmy?"
"Um, how bout no. Besides, anyone who has touched the lips of that absolute witch Ashley doesn't deserve mine."
"J.T?"
"Ew! That little boy hasn't even reached puberty yet! He's just a lame-o little kid who can't wait until he gets laid."
Emma sighed. "Toby?"
Manny spit out some water that she had just drunken from the water fountain.
"Are you kidding me? The school dork? Gosh, is our school so lame, that I am going to have to resort to Toby? This I ask you!" Manny stomped away.
Emma shook her head. Her best friend could be so shallow sometimes.
"What's up with her?" Emma felt a strong arm wrap around her shoulder. It was Sean.
"Oh, nothing. It's just Manny on one of her little get-back-Craig fests. She wants to find the perfect guy to date, so that Craig will get jealous and run back to her. Pretty dumb, huh?"
"Actually, no. It would probably work, if she had the right guy."
"But what about Ashley?"
"Ah, I wouldn't worry too much about that. I mean, sure they are in love. But it's sure to be like every other couple at Degrassi. They'll burn out eventually."
Emma coughed slyly. "Except for us, right?"
"Exactly."
"So Craig, its Friday. Are you doing anything tonight?" Ashley asked eagerly, her boyfriend's arms wrapped around her waist as they walked out of school together. School had ended.
"I don't know. Unless it's with you, than no. I'm not." He smiled.
"Okay, great! Luke Boggs is having a party. Want to be my date?"
"I'd be delighted." He kissed her.
"Did anybody tell you P.D.A. is restricted at this school? You should know, Ash." Manny pranced by, ruining their perfect romantic moment.
"See you later, Craig." She winked and hopped down the remaining stairs.
"Man, that girl is whack." Ashley sighed.
"Yeah...um, hey. Can I catch up with you later?" Craig had a distant look in his eye.
"What? I mean, sure. I guess. I'll call you!" She yelled after him, as he jogged away.
"Way to go Manny." She whispered resentfully.
"So, I talked to Sean today. He said he might be able to get you a date with some of the soccer team players." Emma said the phone to her ear while she sat on her bed.
"Might?!" Manny yelled from the other line. "I'm the most popular girl at Degrassi, and all I can get is a might?"
Emma just smirked. That was Manny for ya. Sweet, but oh so conceded.
Manny recuperated herself. "Anyway, I don't need losers from the soccer team. What I want, is someone who will blow Craig out of the water. Someone who has the looks of Brad Pitt, the brains of Leonardo DiCapreo and the muscles of Nick Lachey. That's all I need. Is that SO much to ask for?" Manny scoffed as she piled clothes on her bed.
"Not from what I can see." Emma tried her best not to die out laughing.
"Good. Well, we WILL find the perfect guy for me, so help me God. Anyway, on to tonights matter. I overheard Craig and Ashley talking, and they are going to Luke's party. Practically the whole city is going to be there." Manny held up outfits to herself while looking in the mirror.
"Um, Mann, this is a town. Not a city." Emma corrected.
"Whatever! Look, this party is REALLY important to me, okay? For one, Luke Boggs is a sophomore."
"So?"
"Please tell me 'so' did not just come from your lips. Em, sophomore party=drinking. And drinking could possible lead to kissing or quite possibly casual sex."
"Manny!"
"Emma, don't be immature. Anyway, number two. Craig will be there! Hence my emphasis on the drinking and the kissing and the quite possible-"
"I already got the memo."
"Oh Emma, we've got to pick out the perfect outfit!"
"Thanks but I already know what I am wearing."
"Not for you, for me!"
"ASHLEY!" Her mother yelled, through the blaring music coming from her room.
Ashley turned down Def Leopard and opened the door. "What Mom?"
Her mom sighed. "Well, you just look fascinating."
She was wearing a red peasant puff-sleeved dress, with black fishnet stockings and knee-high black boots.
Red highlights had been put in her hair, and her makeup had been perfectly done by Terri.
Ashley smiled. "Thanks Mom..." She blushed.
"Craig is going to go bonkers when he sees you. Which he should be doing now, because he's here." Her mom smiled.
Ashley freaked and ran over to Terri, who was ready.
"Oh my gosh! Craig. Here...I can't breathe!" Ashley yelled all panicky.
"Okay, breathe in and out. You look fine! How could you not? I did your makeup!"
"Yea, but this is different." She lowered her voice. "Tonight may be the night I lose my virginity."
"What?!" Terri squealed.
Ashley put a finger to her lip. "Shh, don't let the world know. C'mon, let's go."
She took her friend's hand and led her downstairs.
"Okay, final checkup. How do I look?" Manny asked, biting her lip. They were at the door of Luke's house. Music blared from underneath the door, and the ground shook from its bass.
Manny was wearing a short, and I mean SHORT suede teal mini skirt. She wore a pink lacy halter top that had teal paint splattered all over it. It was the latest design from Steven McB's.
On her feet were teal pumps, and her toenails and fingernails had been painted pink on one hand and foot, and teal on the others.
Her hair was perfect. It was curly, but not too curly, and glowed because of some Shine-N-Fine hair gloss she had gooped on it. Her makeup was done by her stylist, Alberta. It was actually her aunt at a salon, but who would know?
"Fantastic. Wonderful." Emma smiled. She just wore her hair in a short ponytail, a little lip gloss, a black wifebeater, and a white skirt. On her feet were black sandals.
"Perfect!" Manny squealed. "So, are we ready?"
Emma nodded. They walked in the party together. All heads turned towards them, and many boys had left their dates.
"Why are they all staring at us? I don't like it!" Emma hissed in Manny's ear.
"Relax, darling. That's what being in the spotlights all about! You'll get used to it." Manny replied, smiling and waving to everybody.
It was late in the party, almost one A.M. But no one had left, and no one was going to. It was getting good.
Ashley and Craig had been dancing for quite a while. Their friends surrounded them. Spinner and Paige, Hazel and Jimmy, J.T, Terri and Marco all danced around them.
Ashley was ready. She had her groove on, she was spunky, now would've been the perfect time to go 'do it'.
"Hey Craig, I'm tired. Do you want to take a break?" She asked innocently.
"What? Oh, sure!" He nodded.
She led him up to a bedroom.
'Yes! It's empty!' She thought.
Trotting over to the bed, she sat down, crossing her legs. "Well Craig, this is it."
He smiled confusedly. "This is what?"
"Its time for us to...you know."
"Um, excuse me?"
"C'mon Craig, we have an empty bedroom, which is so hard to find at these parties. It's the perfect moment for-"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Wait a minute. Are you sure you want to do this?"
She nodded innocently.
"OK, well be right back." Before she could say anything, he rushed out of the room.
He sighed, unloosing the neck of his shirt.
"That was close."
Manny stumbled around, a drink at hand. She was looking for Emma.
"Ok, she went off somewhere this way." She whispered, trying to navigate herself.
But it was no use. Everytime she took a sip, her drunkenness capacity went up, up, up. She was well on her 12th drink, and was to drunk to move, much less think.
"Manny?" A voice called her.
She looked over. It was Emma, sitting in a corner with Sean.
"Oh Emma, thank God I found you." Manny groaned, rubbing her head.
Emma stood up. "Oh my gosh, are you DRUNK?"
Manny tried to play it cool. "No..."
Emma gave her a look.
Rolling her eyes, Manny replied. "Okay, maybe just a teensy weensy bit."
"Oh my gosh!!! Mann, we weren't supposed to drink at all!"
"Whatever. This is my first."
"I'm your best friend, tell the truth!"
"Gosh, okay, okay. Enough with the third degree. It's my 12th." She murmured.
"MANNY! I cannot believe you. That was so irresponsible, and I'm very disappointed."
Manny laughed haughtily. "Yes Mother."
"I'm serious. I'm taking you home." She grabbed Manny's hand. Then she turned to her boyfriend. "Sean, do you mind taking us to my house?"
"No way! I want to stay!" Manny jerked her hand away.
"Manny, you can't do this! You're going to get sick, and someone will take advantage of you. Now we are going home." She grabbed Manny's hand again.
"If you want to be a goodie-goodie, go ahead. It's not like you and Sean are going to do much." Manny glared and walked away.
Emma sighed and sat back down.
Sean pulled her into a hug. "Look, she's a big girl, she'll be okay."
"I know she is, but she's like a child! She needs a leash, she needs supervision! I don't know what's going to happen to her now." Emma looked at her knees.
"You still want me to take you home?" He asked. Emma nodded. "C'mon."
Craig walked through the halls of Luke's humongous house, looking for a bathroom.
If he was going to go all the way with Ashley, he would need protection. He didn't need that pregnancy scare like with Manny all over again.
Manny. Just at the sound of her name, he shivered.
Ashley was more laid back, generous, and sure of herself.
Manny, however, was wild. Much like himself. They were perfect for each other.
He sighed and swung open the door to the nearest restroom, surprised to find that it was already occupied.
A girl, with long brown, almost black hair, was bending over the toilet. Her small frame trembled as her stomach urged her for more barf.
"WHOA! Oh gosh, sorry. I'll leave." He turned to shut the door, when the girl picked her head up out of the toilet.
"Craig?" She sniffed.
His heart stopped. Did he dare to turn to look at who so humbly called his name?
Swirling on his foot, he faced her.
It was Manny, or at least Manny in a screwed girl's body. Her so perfect hair was raggedy with chunks occasionally blown in it. Her makeup was smeared, due to intense sobbing. She looked like a car crash, but yet so sad and scared.
Craig slowly walked over to her. "M-Manny? Are you DRUNK?!" He bent down.
She didn't answer; she just looked away with tears in her eyes.
"Craig, no! You're not supposed to see me like this. It should be party, then drink, and then kiss, and then it could possibly lead to casual sex. But no! It has to stop with the drinking!" She sobbed, turning over and flinging herself into him.
His eyes widened. "Shh, it'll be okay." He patted her on the head awkwardly.
But suddenly silence was heard. He looked down, and she had passed out in his arms.
"Oh no, no, no, no, no..." He repeated. He couldn't just LEAVE her there. But then again, what would Ashley say?
"I've got to take you home." He heaved, picking her up.
As he walked out of the bathroom, stares could be felt in all directions.
"What? Oh like you've never seen a drunk, passed-out drama queen before?" He yelled at them, while trying to find Paige, Spin and the others. He found them at the bottom of the stairs, dancing.
They all, shocked, stared at him.
Spinner died out laughing. "My man! Well, I guess our wishes came true."
"She's not dead, you queer!" He spat at him. "She passed out in the bathroom."
Paige snickered. "Boy, the rumor mill will be up and running for weeks!"
Craig blushed. "I don't know what to do with her!"
Spinner laughed. "Hey Craig, I have an idea! Why don't you two go get a room and-"
"Finish that sentence, and I'll rip out your groin." Craig growled.
Spinner held his hands up. "Hey! Not my fault you sweet little girl Ashley is up there waiting for you. While you're down, helping the girl she despises the most."
"I couldn't just leave her up there!" Craig yelled.
"Yeah, because you still have feelings for her!"
"I do not! And I don't need this!"
Babe in arms, he stomped out of the Boggs's residence.
The first thing Manny felt when she woke up was Ow. Her head felt like it was about to pound out of her skull. She had heard about this, from one of her senior friends. It was a hangover, and boy, did she wish it was over.
She sat up, dressed in a long white men's shirt. "Ew! Who the hell put this in my closet?!" She asked herself.
Then she finally looked around the room. It was painted dark-green, with football posters and guitar stuff everywhere.
"Where the hell am I? Am I still drunk?" She groaned.
Slowly, she got out of the bed and walked around the room. There were pictures. Pictures of Ashley, Spinner, and a bald guy.
That explained it all. She was in Craig's room.
"Oh God." She sighed.
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Disclaimer: I own nothing, although I wish I own Craig.
A/N: Okay, I'm not really sure which season this story would fall under, but oh well. I've only watched the show a couple of times but I read a lot about it. But whatever season, they are in 9th Grade.
Enjoy!
"Manny, that's crazy!" Emma slammed her locker door shut, books in arms.
"Okay, how is it crazy? Its genius, really! But I need your help. We have got to find the hottest, most amazing looking boy in Degrassi. You will help, right?" Manny did her puppy dog face as they began walking.
Emma rolled her eyes. "Do I have a choice?"
"Not really."
"Fine, just don't hug me in public, okay? It's embarrassing."
"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" Manny jumped to hug her best friend, but stopped mid-air. "Okay, any suggestions for the man of my dreams?"
"Well, Manny, I hate to break it to you but Craig is one of the hottest guys in Degrassi. Except for Sean. He's the hottest." Emma stared dreamily ahead of her.
"You can stop drooling now, Em. And as much as I want to date your boyfriend, I don't. C'mon, think Emma think!"
"Okay. What about Jimmy?"
"Um, how bout no. Besides, anyone who has touched the lips of that absolute witch Ashley doesn't deserve mine."
"J.T?"
"Ew! That little boy hasn't even reached puberty yet! He's just a lame-o little kid who can't wait until he gets laid."
Emma sighed. "Toby?"
Manny spit out some water that she had just drunken from the water fountain.
"Are you kidding me? The school dork? Gosh, is our school so lame, that I am going to have to resort to Toby? This I ask you!" Manny stomped away.
Emma shook her head. Her best friend could be so shallow sometimes.
"What's up with her?" Emma felt a strong arm wrap around her shoulder. It was Sean.
"Oh, nothing. It's just Manny on one of her little get-back-Craig fests. She wants to find the perfect guy to date, so that Craig will get jealous and run back to her. Pretty dumb, huh?"
"Actually, no. It would probably work, if she had the right guy."
"But what about Ashley?"
"Ah, I wouldn't worry too much about that. I mean, sure they are in love. But it's sure to be like every other couple at Degrassi. They'll burn out eventually."
Emma coughed slyly. "Except for us, right?"
"Exactly."
"So Craig, its Friday. Are you doing anything tonight?" Ashley asked eagerly, her boyfriend's arms wrapped around her waist as they walked out of school together. School had ended.
"I don't know. Unless it's with you, than no. I'm not." He smiled.
"Okay, great! Luke Boggs is having a party. Want to be my date?"
"I'd be delighted." He kissed her.
"Did anybody tell you P.D.A. is restricted at this school? You should know, Ash." Manny pranced by, ruining their perfect romantic moment.
"See you later, Craig." She winked and hopped down the remaining stairs.
"Man, that girl is whack." Ashley sighed.
"Yeah...um, hey. Can I catch up with you later?" Craig had a distant look in his eye.
"What? I mean, sure. I guess. I'll call you!" She yelled after him, as he jogged away.
"Way to go Manny." She whispered resentfully.
"So, I talked to Sean today. He said he might be able to get you a date with some of the soccer team players." Emma said the phone to her ear while she sat on her bed.
"Might?!" Manny yelled from the other line. "I'm the most popular girl at Degrassi, and all I can get is a might?"
Emma just smirked. That was Manny for ya. Sweet, but oh so conceded.
Manny recuperated herself. "Anyway, I don't need losers from the soccer team. What I want, is someone who will blow Craig out of the water. Someone who has the looks of Brad Pitt, the brains of Leonardo DiCapreo and the muscles of Nick Lachey. That's all I need. Is that SO much to ask for?" Manny scoffed as she piled clothes on her bed.
"Not from what I can see." Emma tried her best not to die out laughing.
"Good. Well, we WILL find the perfect guy for me, so help me God. Anyway, on to tonights matter. I overheard Craig and Ashley talking, and they are going to Luke's party. Practically the whole city is going to be there." Manny held up outfits to herself while looking in the mirror.
"Um, Mann, this is a town. Not a city." Emma corrected.
"Whatever! Look, this party is REALLY important to me, okay? For one, Luke Boggs is a sophomore."
"So?"
"Please tell me 'so' did not just come from your lips. Em, sophomore party=drinking. And drinking could possible lead to kissing or quite possibly casual sex."
"Manny!"
"Emma, don't be immature. Anyway, number two. Craig will be there! Hence my emphasis on the drinking and the kissing and the quite possible-"
"I already got the memo."
"Oh Emma, we've got to pick out the perfect outfit!"
"Thanks but I already know what I am wearing."
"Not for you, for me!"
"ASHLEY!" Her mother yelled, through the blaring music coming from her room.
Ashley turned down Def Leopard and opened the door. "What Mom?"
Her mom sighed. "Well, you just look fascinating."
She was wearing a red peasant puff-sleeved dress, with black fishnet stockings and knee-high black boots.
Red highlights had been put in her hair, and her makeup had been perfectly done by Terri.
Ashley smiled. "Thanks Mom..." She blushed.
"Craig is going to go bonkers when he sees you. Which he should be doing now, because he's here." Her mom smiled.
Ashley freaked and ran over to Terri, who was ready.
"Oh my gosh! Craig. Here...I can't breathe!" Ashley yelled all panicky.
"Okay, breathe in and out. You look fine! How could you not? I did your makeup!"
"Yea, but this is different." She lowered her voice. "Tonight may be the night I lose my virginity."
"What?!" Terri squealed.
Ashley put a finger to her lip. "Shh, don't let the world know. C'mon, let's go."
She took her friend's hand and led her downstairs.
"Okay, final checkup. How do I look?" Manny asked, biting her lip. They were at the door of Luke's house. Music blared from underneath the door, and the ground shook from its bass.
Manny was wearing a short, and I mean SHORT suede teal mini skirt. She wore a pink lacy halter top that had teal paint splattered all over it. It was the latest design from Steven McB's.
On her feet were teal pumps, and her toenails and fingernails had been painted pink on one hand and foot, and teal on the others.
Her hair was perfect. It was curly, but not too curly, and glowed because of some Shine-N-Fine hair gloss she had gooped on it. Her makeup was done by her stylist, Alberta. It was actually her aunt at a salon, but who would know?
"Fantastic. Wonderful." Emma smiled. She just wore her hair in a short ponytail, a little lip gloss, a black wifebeater, and a white skirt. On her feet were black sandals.
"Perfect!" Manny squealed. "So, are we ready?"
Emma nodded. They walked in the party together. All heads turned towards them, and many boys had left their dates.
"Why are they all staring at us? I don't like it!" Emma hissed in Manny's ear.
"Relax, darling. That's what being in the spotlights all about! You'll get used to it." Manny replied, smiling and waving to everybody.
It was late in the party, almost one A.M. But no one had left, and no one was going to. It was getting good.
Ashley and Craig had been dancing for quite a while. Their friends surrounded them. Spinner and Paige, Hazel and Jimmy, J.T, Terri and Marco all danced around them.
Ashley was ready. She had her groove on, she was spunky, now would've been the perfect time to go 'do it'.
"Hey Craig, I'm tired. Do you want to take a break?" She asked innocently.
"What? Oh, sure!" He nodded.
She led him up to a bedroom.
'Yes! It's empty!' She thought.
Trotting over to the bed, she sat down, crossing her legs. "Well Craig, this is it."
He smiled confusedly. "This is what?"
"Its time for us to...you know."
"Um, excuse me?"
"C'mon Craig, we have an empty bedroom, which is so hard to find at these parties. It's the perfect moment for-"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Wait a minute. Are you sure you want to do this?"
She nodded innocently.
"OK, well be right back." Before she could say anything, he rushed out of the room.
He sighed, unloosing the neck of his shirt.
"That was close."
Manny stumbled around, a drink at hand. She was looking for Emma.
"Ok, she went off somewhere this way." She whispered, trying to navigate herself.
But it was no use. Everytime she took a sip, her drunkenness capacity went up, up, up. She was well on her 12th drink, and was to drunk to move, much less think.
"Manny?" A voice called her.
She looked over. It was Emma, sitting in a corner with Sean.
"Oh Emma, thank God I found you." Manny groaned, rubbing her head.
Emma stood up. "Oh my gosh, are you DRUNK?"
Manny tried to play it cool. "No..."
Emma gave her a look.
Rolling her eyes, Manny replied. "Okay, maybe just a teensy weensy bit."
"Oh my gosh!!! Mann, we weren't supposed to drink at all!"
"Whatever. This is my first."
"I'm your best friend, tell the truth!"
"Gosh, okay, okay. Enough with the third degree. It's my 12th." She murmured.
"MANNY! I cannot believe you. That was so irresponsible, and I'm very disappointed."
Manny laughed haughtily. "Yes Mother."
"I'm serious. I'm taking you home." She grabbed Manny's hand. Then she turned to her boyfriend. "Sean, do you mind taking us to my house?"
"No way! I want to stay!" Manny jerked her hand away.
"Manny, you can't do this! You're going to get sick, and someone will take advantage of you. Now we are going home." She grabbed Manny's hand again.
"If you want to be a goodie-goodie, go ahead. It's not like you and Sean are going to do much." Manny glared and walked away.
Emma sighed and sat back down.
Sean pulled her into a hug. "Look, she's a big girl, she'll be okay."
"I know she is, but she's like a child! She needs a leash, she needs supervision! I don't know what's going to happen to her now." Emma looked at her knees.
"You still want me to take you home?" He asked. Emma nodded. "C'mon."
Craig walked through the halls of Luke's humongous house, looking for a bathroom.
If he was going to go all the way with Ashley, he would need protection. He didn't need that pregnancy scare like with Manny all over again.
Manny. Just at the sound of her name, he shivered.
Ashley was more laid back, generous, and sure of herself.
Manny, however, was wild. Much like himself. They were perfect for each other.
He sighed and swung open the door to the nearest restroom, surprised to find that it was already occupied.
A girl, with long brown, almost black hair, was bending over the toilet. Her small frame trembled as her stomach urged her for more barf.
"WHOA! Oh gosh, sorry. I'll leave." He turned to shut the door, when the girl picked her head up out of the toilet.
"Craig?" She sniffed.
His heart stopped. Did he dare to turn to look at who so humbly called his name?
Swirling on his foot, he faced her.
It was Manny, or at least Manny in a screwed girl's body. Her so perfect hair was raggedy with chunks occasionally blown in it. Her makeup was smeared, due to intense sobbing. She looked like a car crash, but yet so sad and scared.
Craig slowly walked over to her. "M-Manny? Are you DRUNK?!" He bent down.
She didn't answer; she just looked away with tears in her eyes.
"Craig, no! You're not supposed to see me like this. It should be party, then drink, and then kiss, and then it could possibly lead to casual sex. But no! It has to stop with the drinking!" She sobbed, turning over and flinging herself into him.
His eyes widened. "Shh, it'll be okay." He patted her on the head awkwardly.
But suddenly silence was heard. He looked down, and she had passed out in his arms.
"Oh no, no, no, no, no..." He repeated. He couldn't just LEAVE her there. But then again, what would Ashley say?
"I've got to take you home." He heaved, picking her up.
As he walked out of the bathroom, stares could be felt in all directions.
"What? Oh like you've never seen a drunk, passed-out drama queen before?" He yelled at them, while trying to find Paige, Spin and the others. He found them at the bottom of the stairs, dancing.
They all, shocked, stared at him.
Spinner died out laughing. "My man! Well, I guess our wishes came true."
"She's not dead, you queer!" He spat at him. "She passed out in the bathroom."
Paige snickered. "Boy, the rumor mill will be up and running for weeks!"
Craig blushed. "I don't know what to do with her!"
Spinner laughed. "Hey Craig, I have an idea! Why don't you two go get a room and-"
"Finish that sentence, and I'll rip out your groin." Craig growled.
Spinner held his hands up. "Hey! Not my fault you sweet little girl Ashley is up there waiting for you. While you're down, helping the girl she despises the most."
"I couldn't just leave her up there!" Craig yelled.
"Yeah, because you still have feelings for her!"
"I do not! And I don't need this!"
Babe in arms, he stomped out of the Boggs's residence.
The first thing Manny felt when she woke up was Ow. Her head felt like it was about to pound out of her skull. She had heard about this, from one of her senior friends. It was a hangover, and boy, did she wish it was over.
She sat up, dressed in a long white men's shirt. "Ew! Who the hell put this in my closet?!" She asked herself.
Then she finally looked around the room. It was painted dark-green, with football posters and guitar stuff everywhere.
"Where the hell am I? Am I still drunk?" She groaned.
Slowly, she got out of the bed and walked around the room. There were pictures. Pictures of Ashley, Spinner, and a bald guy.
That explained it all. She was in Craig's room.
"Oh God." She sighed.
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