Authors Note: Anyone that's ever read the Midnight Club by the amazing Christopher Pike will know where this story came from. For those who don't know, the Midnight Club is about a group a kids who are all dying from terminal illness' who meet every night, at midnight, to tell each other scary, disturbing stories. The character Anya is the one that original tells this story I am about to re-tell and hopefully I won't disapoint her.

I was originally going to write this fanfic with Darcy as the main character because of its religious factor and everything. Re-reading this part of the Midnight Club made me realize that with Manny's character development through the series of Degrassi, Manny would be the perfect girl to make a deal with the Devil.

So, here it is, Manny and the Devil, do enjoy.

-Everest

Manny and the Devil

Manuella Santos lived in the nice little town called Degrassi. Everyone there knew everyone and it got so annoying after awhile, you could barely take a shit in the town without someone putting it on the front page. Manny had big dreams, though, she wanted to get out of Degrassi, and fast.

Manny was brunette and absolutely scrumptious but she had a strict upbringing and was taught that pretty much everything a girl could do to have a little fun was sinful. If you consider losing your virginity after you were married the time of you life, then no, life wasn't so bad. Thats how her parents were, high school sweethearts who did nothing more than hold hands and kiss on the cheek until they were married. Even then Manny believed that the stork flew her in as opposed to her mother giving birth to her.

But Manny had a nasty mind, and it seemed to slowly torture her. Manny wanted everything she couldn't have. She wanted to go out with boys and let them touch her in places that were only touched when in the shower. She wanted to get drunk and high and party hard and be out there. Basically, she wanted sex, drugs, and that good ole rock 'n' roll. She wanted it all, and at no costs.

She prayed to God to fulfill her of these desires, and yet she prayed for them to be diminished. What's God suppose to do with that kind of prayer? The devil came to her instead.

He walked in just as she finished up her prayer before her nights rest. The devil isn't all pitch forks, pointed tail and horns, he can be just as drop dead gorgeous as the next guy. And that's exactly what he was, looking like Ronnie Radke, former lead singer of Escape the Fate. To Manny, he was sex personified. Tight black denims, cut-off G'n'R shirt, eye make up, dishelved hair and all. Manny looked at him, awestrucked-yet-confused. Manny's parents would never let a guy like this in their home.

"Don't worry," said the devil. "I don't bite," he gestured to the bed. "Can I sit down? I want to talk."

Manny nodded and say on the bed next to him. Naturally she wanted to know who he was, and the devil didn't have a problem telling her either. "But don't worry," he said, "I'm not as bad as the people say."

Manny didn't know whether to take him seriously or not. But then again, who could hire a burnt out rockstar to play such a prank on her? J.T. certainly didn't have the money and Emma didn't have the connections. Besides, the guy was her rock star fantasy come true, the guy just oozed sex and she just wanted to lick him all up.

"What brings you here?" Manny asked as calmly as possible. She didn't know whether to jump his bones or scream bloody murder.

"Well, Manuella, you want to live the rock 'n' roll lifestyle and yet, you still want to be the good girl that your parents raised you to be." The devil ran his fingers through his ratty hair and smiled. "You're like two people in one body and it's not really helping you out, is it? I can fix that for you, Manuella, I can make another you, a perfect double. You can be in the two bodies at once, you can experience everything you ever wanted with out actually being there--because your double will be experiencing it for you. Whether its sex, drugs, or rock 'n' roll, you can even do this while you're praying in church."

"How can you make another me? Cloning's not legal yet."

The devil's laughter ringed with charm and amusement. "I am the devil, darling, I can do what I want."

"Seriously?" asked Manny. She looked deep into his eyes and could've sworn she saw fire dancing within them.

"If you agree to my little bargin, and I make another you, you have to be a believer. What do you say?"

Manny looked at him sideways, this offer seemed too good to be true. "What do you want in return?"

The devil smiled, which practically made Manny cream herself. "Nothing."

Manny hardly believed him, he is the devil after all, "You don't want my soul or my brain or my car?"

The devil laughed again, this girl really was something else, eh? "Plenty of souls come to me without me doing a damn thing, and I'm no zombie. I'm just here to make you an offer with no strings attached. The only thing I ask of you is that when you enter this agreement, you stay in it for at least a year."

"Can I extend having a double for another year if I want?" wondered Manny.

"Darling, you can have triplets at the end of the year if you so desire."

The devils offer sounded good to Manny. Manny couldn't wait to go down to Vegas and party it up. Maybe she'd meet the right people and could become a movie star, just like she dreamed of when she was a little girl. Become all glamorous and date a moody, misunderstood rockstar, maybe similar to the one sitting in front of her now. Her double would stay here in lame-ass Degrassi. She sighed, hugging her teddy to her chest. Manny simply couldn't wait, but there was one thing,

"Wouldn't it get confusing being in two bodies at once?" asked Manny.

"Not at all. You already have two minds in your body now, you'll get use to to it."

Well, when he put it that way, it didn't sound so bad at all.

"Do we have a deal?" asked the devil, offering his hand to Manny.

Manny hurried to shake his hand, which was surprisingly smooth. "Don't you need some of my blood or something." Manny giggled with excitement. "Oh wait, you're the devil, you can do anything."

The devil lit a cigarette, which kind of annoyed Manny because she absolutely despised the smell of cigarette smoke. "Thats right, darling."

And with that, the devil blew out a lungful of smoke which turned into a replica of Manny. Manny gasped at how alike the double looked and how easily the devil had done it. At that moment, Manny could feel herself standing by the dresser and sitting on her bed at the same time. The feeling was crazy, yet awesome. The two Manny's stared at each other, awestrucked and entranced.

"Now, remember what I said," said the devil. "You have to be two people for atleast a year."

"Why do you make that a condition?" asked both of the Manny's at the same time.

The devil flashed that charming smile of his and then vanished.