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Deceitful Intentions

Summary: Emma was the virginal beauty of Degrassi. Pure and untainted, every guy knew to stay away from her. Every guy, except Jay Hogart. Will Emma fall for his charm and sacrifice her morals? What happens when Jay's intentions aren't as true as Emma thought?

A/N: So this idea popped into my budding mind and I decided to write it down and develop a story. I think it's been done before by someone but I want to do my take on it. It takes place during Season Five and that's all the information I am prepared to divulge. Jay and Emma never met because she's the new girl. Sean never left because the shooting never happened but he's not with Ellie and Alex came out of the closet around Queen of Hearts. Emma was skipped a grade because she was so smart, just to clarify shit for the confused fan fiction reading masses.


Chapter One- Virginal Conquest

Jay Hogart hated the word rebel. It was used to describe him a little too often and after a while, it got extremely old. He didn't think of himself as a rebel. It was a stupid label that people gave him. He personally hated labels. Being put into a tiny box was not his idea of fun but if he had to have a label, he was a charmer. Along with being a charmer came talents and he had long ago learned that one of his many talents was manipulation.

It was second nature, something that came so naturally, so easily to him that it was scary. He could manipulate anyone he wanted. Teachers, parents, anyone. But his own divine specialty was girls. Girls were easy to manipulate and with his pouty lips and blue eyes, it was insanely easy for girls to fall for him. He would promise them the world, whisper sweet nothings in their ears that would ultimately lead them to melt in his hands. He knew that his games torn them apart. He completely comprehended the fact that his every touch burnt their delicate skin and the second he got them to bed, after the ecstasy they had just experienced; he would lie there in bed with them, the heat still radiating off their bodies, thinking about what his immediate action would be. He would break up with them, breaking off a part of them they would forever miss. And he was fine with that. He personally felt no remorse towards the girls and saw them as mere conquests and notches on his belt. Love was non-existent in his world. Everything and everyone was a game. And Jay Hogart was a winner. He always was and he always would be. Nothing would change it. It was fate set in stone.


Jay Hogart strutted out of his home at complete ease. It was the first day back at Degrassi and he was planning on making the year completely momentous. He pushed his signature sunglasses down and fixed his hat in his side view mirror. After fixing his hat, he got into his beloved orange Civic with its leather seats that he had saved up for over a month to purchase. He started the engine slowly, relishing the purr of the enhanced engine. The Civic was the closest thing to love he ever encountered. He smugly remembered the fact that he lost his virginity in this car three years ago at the tender age of fourteen. Ever though it was his brother's car back then and the car was still black and didn't have the expensive leather seats it now had, it proved the point that he had history with the car. More history than any other girl. With the thought of girls came thoughts of Alex. He scrunched up his nose at the thought of Alex. They had broken up during the school year when Alex revealed to him that she no longer liked guys. The whole situation that the girl he had fucked many nights was currently a full-on dyke left a sour taste in his mouth.

Even thought he didn't love her, he respected her and the whole abandoning his whole sex stung but fuck it. He shook thoughts of Alex out of his head and pulled out his driveway to drive to the hell that was Degrassi Community School. He knew this school year would be a trip with Alex going bull dyke, Sean being too preoccupied with sulking at the reality of the vampire making out with her new boyfriend, Craig Manning, and fucking with the freshman girls would be just too amusing. He had come to the conclusion long ago that if nothing entertained him, he would get bored and being bored during his senior year was just not acceptable. He pulled up to the parking lot of Degrassi and got out of car, reluctantly. Well, this was going to be his year no matter what. He was going to find the ultimate amusement. The ultimate conquest. And when he was done with her, done with his little games of manipulation, the whole school, including that bitch Alex, would know and remember him as the way he wanted to be. He wasn't a rebel; rebel was what little preppy girls wear on black t-shirts when they're feeling "punk". No, Jay Hogart was a charmer. He grinned at the mere prospect of his plan but realized all the little freshman were around him. Like hell was he going to let the little kiddies see him grin. He was Jay Hogart, goddamnit and Jay Hogart didn't grin, he smirked. And he smirked as he trekked up the front steps of Degrassi towards his first period class, with a confident swagger replacing the small grin and the budding plan. He prayed he would find an amusement to free him for the never-ending boredom he knew senior year had in store for him.


Well, to hell with content thoughts and a cocky swagger. He walked into his Health class ten minutes late. His damn locker wouldn't open for shit and he had to get an old janitor to open it. Only he had this kind of luck. He walked past the teacher silent and plopped down in a chair closest to the back of the room. The back of the room was his home; he always sits there in every class. He looks to his left to see a sulking Sean watching Craig and Ellie pass what seems to be heartfelt love notes. He rolls his eyes at the emo version of his best friend and grieves for the old Sean who would have kicked Craig's ass but he came to the conclusion that when Ellie whipped Sean, she whipped him for good. There was no old Sean and that sucked but bummer times, at least he could continue his quest for an amusement. He looks up to watch this surprising young looking teacher to start his bullshit lesson on condoms. To his surprise, the teacher was looking at him, expecting an excuse like every other student has the decency to do. But the teacher gets nothing for Jay Hogart is not decent and the teacher eventually gives up and starts class.

"Hello class. My name is Mr. Valmont. I will be your health teacher this year." The teacher started.

"Hello Mr. Valmont." Several students in the front chimed.

Jay smirked at the kiss-asses in front of him. The school year would obviously be a trip for him.

"I would like to begin the class with a discussion on a topic many high schoolers deal with every day." Mr. Valmont said, getting up from his desk and approaching the chalkboard.

"Sex." He said, writing on the board in capital letters.

The second the word sex was omitted from his lips the class became immediately quiet. Sex talks were always of interest to the horny student body and that definitely didn't exclude the juniors who have had many sex talks throughout their high school careers.

"Who would like to start the discussion?" Mr. Valmont asked looking around for a potential speaker.

Jay laughed in his head, entertaining the thought of him getting up and revealing his many exploits to the wanting ears of his pathetic classmates. How about no? His sex life wasn't a porno for the drooling idiots around him.

"No one?" Mr. Valmont questioned again.

Jay had expected no one to volunteer so he was thoroughly surprised when a blonde girl in the front raised her hand.

"Finally a volunteer. Thank you. Miss?" Mr. Valmont said, smiling at the blonde.

"Nelson. Emma Nelson." The blonde responded politely.

"Well class, since Miss Nelson was nice enough to volunteer; we are all going to listen to her point of view on the subject. Miss Nelson, can you stand in the front of the room and explain your point." Mr. Valmont said, gesturing towards the chalkboard.

Emma moved the front of the room and stood in the middle of the room.

"Well, on the matter, I believe in abstinence." Emma stated promptly.

That statement got whispers and chuckles to be omitted from the students.

Jay surprised himself by raising his hand towards the blonde, waiting for her to call on him.

"Yes?" She asked politely, her brown eyes shining.

"Can you support your agreement against sex? I mean, sex is a beautiful act of love between two people, don't you think?" Jay questioned her, looking straight into her brown eyes with his steel blue ones.

Emma flushed crimson at his question. He knew this girl was a virgin. It was obvious from looking at her. He just wanted her on the spot. He needed a morning amusement and this girl was the perfect candidate.

"I can not speak from experience for I am a virgin and quite frankly, I'm proud of it. I do believe sex is an act of love but I don't think people our age are mature enough to know what love truly is." Emma finished, looking quite pleased with herself.

Jay opened his mouth to speak when the first bell promptly rang.

"Great debate class. We will pick up at what we started tomorrow." Mr. Valmont called to the scrambling students.

Jay watched as Emma gathered up her things and walk out the room. He had never really seen her around before but he had to admit she was different. She was very conservative and he wasn't used to girls like that. Her blonde hair was styled perfectly with not a hair out of place and somehow shone bright which gave her face a glowing effect. Her brown eyes shone just as bright and the white headband placed on her head looked like a halo. She was an angel. And also a virgin. He didn't know many juniors that were virgins so that threw him off. But there was something about this girl.

She was difficult and Jay Hogart loves challenges.

He snapped himself out of his thoughts of the blonde virgin as he dug his schedule out of his pocket. He looked at second period and saw French. Ha, like he was going to sit through conjugated verbs. He planned on completely skipping the class when he saw the blonde enter the French classroom. He bit his lip wondering if he should go to class. He knew that this girl was a challenge and Jay Hogart was game. He stealthily entered the classroom with confidence radiating off him. If he was going to do what he thought he was going to do, he needed that confidence.


As soon as he entered the class, he noticed Sean was still sulking in a corner, watching Ellie and Craig playfully talk and hold hands in the front of the room. He decided to be a decent friend and plopped down next to Sean. He was glad the seat was diagonal from the blonde girl and decided to confide in his friend for once.

"Hey lover boy, stop drooling over Gothie's new emo fuck and check out that sweet little blonde over there." Jay commanded Sean, subtly pointing to the blonde.

Sean's blue-green eyes that were completely steely while enviously watching his beloved ex- girlfriend softened considerably at the sight of the angelic blonde in the front.

"What do you think?" Jay persisted, trying to keep Sean's eyes from traveling a little too much. He saw the blonde first; therefore she was his by the simple rule that had been enforced since first grade. First dibs. Besides Sean was too wrapped up in Ellie to think twice about this unknown beauty that lay before them.

"Well, she's hot, Jay but not my type. And definitely not yours." Sean said cautiously. He had been friends with Jay long enough to know to be choosy with his words when it came to delicate issues such as Jay's conquests.

"Well, duh, she's not yours. You prefer them red-headed and dead." Jay quipped. Sean's cheeks turned crimson at the mention of Ellie and Jay was thoroughly satisfied that his Ellie comment stung.

"Anyway, she's totally my type. Blonde, decent tits, tight ass and brown eyes, alive… What do you think of her as my newest amusement, Cameron?" Jay asked, looking not for Sean's opinion but the answer he wanted.

Sean recovered from his Ellie stun and pondered what he thought of this recent conquest.

"Dude, I'm not usually literal with you but she's a fucking virgin. At like seventeen! She's like all virginal and that's very different from the trailer park whores and little freshman sluts you fuck around with. I think this is taking it a little too far. Even this is out of your league." Sean said chuckling at the absurdity of Jay pursing a virgin.

Jay frowned. Sean must really have a pair of balls to say anything about Jay dating only white trash and sluts. Like time he checked Ellie lived on the white trash side of town and Sean dated the STD infested Amy for a while so that gives him no right to mock Jay in any way. He would prove Sean right. He lived for proving assholes wrong and yes, that did include his best friend.

"Care to make a wager, dickless wonder?" Jay snarled. He knew Sean couldn't resist a bet. Sean came from a long line of risk takers and that didn't exclude himself. A person could make that conclusion by just taking a quick look at Sean's track record. The guy had serious judgment issues. And it was those issues that would lead his to his utter demise one day. Whether it was drugs, women or whatever, the guy was destined to self destruct.

He watched impatiently as Sean thought about whether or not this risk was worth it. Bets with Jay never worked out well for the dick who lost. And that dick was usually Sean.

"I'll think about it." Sean decided on.

"Well, if you excuse me, I'm going to check out that ass on the blonde." Jay said leaning up on his elbows to try and gain a better look at the girl's ass.

Sean laughed bitterly.

"Man, do you even know her name?" Sean asked bitterly. Jay rolled his eyes. Man, Cameron needed some pussy.

"As a matter of fact, I do. Her name is Emma. Emma Nelson. Suck on that, asshole." Jay said victoriously. He loved the rush of being right and especially outsmarting Cameron, who thought he was fucking genius.

"Whatever man. I just feel bad for the girl because you're going to toy with her, charm her, fuck her and then leave her. Real women don't deserve that." Sean said defensibly with his eyes not even on Jay but gazing glassy eyed at Ellie who looked deep in a comfortable conversation with Craig.

Jay ignored his friend's pining for Ellie because quite frankly, it didn't interest him in least bit and the only important thought that came with lovesick Sean was getting lovesick Sean laid. Which was on his to do list just because Jay was a good friend. But Sean did imply he thought Jay could bag Emma which was interesting to hear from Sean. Sean was a born pessimist, always looking on the sucky side of everything.

"So, you think I could do it?" Jay asked suspiciously. Hell, dragging something out of Sean barely took any energy. The guy was a born snitch of himself and others.

Sean chuckled. He didn't like Jay getting ahead of himself.

"I didn't say that, Jay." Sean snapped.

"Well, what did you say? Because it sounded like you thought I was going to bag Emma." Jay persisted. He had expected to pull the truth out of Sean quick and smoothly but Sean was testy today and extremely pissy.

Sean stood silent. He knew he had just fallen into Jay's trap. It was either stay afloat or fall. Sean was used to falling but for once, he decided to stay afloat.

"Jay," Sean began. Jay looked up slowly. He had him now. Sean was going to take the bet as usual. He sometimes wondered if Sean knew how readable he was.

"About the bet? What do I get if I win?" Sean said slowly. Jay smirked. Hook, line and sinker. Cameron was a new toy and he was working just splendid, thank you very much.

"So you're in?" Jay smirked.

Sean rolled his eyes. He realized how far he was in the trap a little too late and now, he was stuck being a pawn for Jay Hogart's games.

"Yeah, I'm in. Now what do I get if you don't bed the blonde?" Sean asked quickly. He obviously wanted to get out of the hot seat he was placed in as fast as possible.

"Hmm, first, let's get me out of the way. If I bed the blonde, I want you to do full boy work on the Civic." Jay began.

"So what?" Sean shrugged. It wasn't a big deal to him. He loved cars and was more than happy to gain more experience working with them.

"Free of charge. Oh, and did I mention you have to buy the parts AND do the labor? Because that's what I meant, pretty boy." Jay laughed, slapping Sean on the back.

Sean had cringed at the thought of having to purchase the parts and do the labor and all for free but he thought about the possibilities if he won and a cocky smile crept on his lips.

"And if I win, I get the Civic." Sean said quickly. He hadn't realized what he said before he said. Asking Jay for his beloved Civic was like asking a crack head for their crack while a craving is really taking place. It was impossible. But that notion of the impossible escaped Sean completely as he locked eyes with Jay whose eyes had narrowed in a determined fashion.

"The Civic?" Jay asked quietly. Sean was starting to get nervous. Even though his façade suggested he was a tough guy, he too needed friends and right now, the only friend he hadn't ditched or been ditched by was Jay.

Sean took a deep breath. "The Civic." He said firmly.

He watched Jay ponder and noticed Jay's right hand go up. He willed himself not to flinch at the prospect of Jay hitting him. They may have been right in the middle of class but Jay didn't give a fuck and the teacher had already demonstrated her "I don't give a fuck." attitude when it came to student's behavior. In a desperate attempt to avoid eye contact with Jay, Sean focused his eyes on the blonde. He mourned her innocence quickly and smoothly. Jay would soon snatch it away without a care in the world and the girl would be left uncaringly. It was a fact of Jay's life and the innocent girls he roped into his wrong doings.

He watched Jay's hand extend a handshake and silently let out a sigh of relief. No confrontation. He hated confrontation. He extended his hand and met Jay's for a firm and manly handshake.

"Wanna say good luck, Cameron? Not that I need it…" Jay trailed off.

"Sure. Good luck with your virginal conquest." Sean said half humorous, half bitter.

Jay laughed. "Virginal, she is. But conquest? Well, not for long." Jay said greedily appreciating the view of the blonde girl who was intent on listening to the day's non-existent French lesson.

Sean didn't say anything. He just watched as the girl sat quietly, trying to do work. Not knowing what Jay had in store for her. But he shook the thoughts of the girl out of his head and focused back on Ellie. Once he got the Civic, she would come back. He knew it.


A/N: Whoo, first chapter done. Dolce. (For those of you not of Spanish decent or those who don't take Spanish, dolce means sweet.)So leave reviews if you want and even if I have about two reviews, I will still write. I would also love some constructive criticism or ideas. Every person's opinion means something to me.