As I step off the bus and onto the grounds of Degrassi High I wonder how this year will go, assuming that we are only here for a year and not the rest of our high school careers.

I look down at my sister, who is just a few inches shorter than me and one year younger than me, my being fifteen and her being fourteen, and see that she is scared.

I study her for a minute comparing and contrasting our looks. You would never know that we were sisters just by looking at us.

She has curly hair, mine is straight; her hair is brown, mine is blonde; she's five foot three, and I am five foot six; she is average weight with breasts and a butt, and I can't seem to gain weight and I just barely fit into a B cup.

The only thing that makes us look alike is our blue eyes. They're a family trait.

"Echo!," My sister yells snapping me back into reality.

"What Marilyn?" I ask," And for the love of all things could you not yell so close to my ears."

"Sorry, but you're moving kind of slow here." Marilyn says to me.

"Oops, I didn't even realize. You know you may want to wipre that look of fear off of your face before we go in there." I say," Pople are like animals, if they can sense your fear they will tear you apart."

"Thanks for telling me that, Echo." Marilyn says to me," Except, now I feel even more fearful."

"Why are you so scared?" I ask.

"I don't know." Marilyn answers sarcastiscally," Maybe because of all the things that have happened in the past few months."

"Look that Degrassi/Lakehurst stuff doesn't have anything to do with us." I tell Marilyn.

"You've got to be kidding me." I hear someone say and then turn around to find Jane Vaughn walking right behind me and my sister.

"What are you talking about Jane?" I ask.

"How can you think that what happened had nothing to do with you?" Jane asks," I mean you didn't participate in any of the drama, but your brother was one of the ring leaders. He was there when that kid died. People will hate you by association."

"What Johnny did had nothing to do with either of us." I tell her.

"Yeah, but people who are grieving over a friends' murder won't see it like that. They will just see that the two of you are related to Johnny and judge you for it instantly." Jane says and then walks away.

"Great." I say," We will be punished for being Dimarco's."

"You'd think that we would be used to that by now, wouldn't you?" Marilyn asks.

"You'd think it, but it wouldn't be true." I answer.

TBC…

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