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Here is chapter 2 of "Two of a Kind". Remember R&R!

Chapter 2

"The Ravine"

Fitz's POV

Damn. That was all I could think as I drove to the ravine. I always stood up to my mom when we argued but never like that. She's probably bawling her eyes out right now… all because of me. All because her precious Mark wasn't even Mark anymore but, Fitz. I am Fitz; a bully, stoner, alcoholic, and criminal. That was what she thought of me now and I couldn't do anything to change that so why bother being something I'm not. My dad is dead, my sister is out getting wasted somewhere in the States and I was stuck here, with my mom- who is a total mess. I might as well live up to what I was destined to be when dealt a hand like this; a failure.

Soon I won't feel like shit though. Soon I'll be around people just like me, with problems of their own. None of them caring what the other did or is about to do. Everyone just wanted to get wasted, laid, or if you're lucky both. Yeah. That was the ravine for you. It was where I met Bianca last summer before she transferred to Degrassi. Wild is what she was, but a companion none the less she is. Hopefully she'll be there tonight.

Bianca's POV

Staring into the fire, I watch the flames cut through each other while smoke emerged from all over the center of our "social" circle. Everybody was pretty much wasted or on the brink of it whilst I still haven't finished my first can. Unusual. Normally I would have been on my third or fourth one after being here for an hour. Tonight was different though, I didn't even bother to mess with Mary Jane. Everyone around me was hooking up and for once I wasn't a part of the festivities.

Owen finally got his date to give him some and they made their way over to van, watching them, my thoughts drifted back to our earlier conversation. Fitz trying to stab Eli over that virgin girl. It still didn't make any sense. I mean sure Fitz did have some standards when it came to who he fucked but I mean you can't be too picky when it comes to looking for a girl willing to have casual sex. Then again, Fitz never had trouble getting a girl to do what he wanted. He had charm, unlike Owen who usually forced himself on you until you gave in or didn't, it doesn't really matter with him. No one wastes his time. Fitz was different though, no matter how tough he was, he never got physical with females. Actually I've watched him a couple of times, the way he takes his time to warm up to the "bait" before actually making his move. I guess you could call him the bad boy-gentleman.

Regardless of his ways though… Clare? Saint Clare? Owen was probably exaggerating anyways. I've never seen Fitz with good girls or Christian girls at least. Hell he's been with almost every girl in the ravine. Some practically throw themselves at him. It's pathetic because they usually never get anywhere with him. He says "I love the thrill of a chase." Whatever the hell that means. I always thought he was trying to tell me something about my ways but didn't bother asking because I already knew what he thought of me. He thought I was some slut that goes around stealing people's boyfriends… which is true but now that I think of it… was never the case with Fitz. I never offered him sex and he's never made a move on me. I wonder why that is...

I'll just have to ask him later when-, "Shit!" I say aloud. He just got locked up. It never hit me until now but this was his second arrest. He's probably still in jail right now. Or maybe his mom bailed him out. Dammit, why wasn't I there when he pulled out that fucking knife? Now my only friend is doing time.

Sighing, I chugged down my beer can and grabbed two more from the cooler. Now I have a real reason to get wasted.

Fitz's POV

Pulling up to the alley way, leading to the sanctuary for teenage delinquents, I see Owen and a dizzy blonde stumble out of the van.

"Wild night there, buddy?" I joke, rolling down the window of my Honda truck.

Surprised, I'm guessing, he hesitates before making his way over to me, "Fitz! What's up dude? Thought they locked you up for good this time."

Whilst greeting him with our usual brotherly dap, "Nah man, you know they can't keep me off the streets for long. I can't speak for you though," hinting at his company, "looks like you're spending the night in."

"Yeah, you know how it is man, gotta stay in shape for the ladies," winking, he adds, "and what better way than working out with one."

"Touché my friend," laughing at his antics, "hey is Bee around?"

"Uh, yeah she's out by the fire I think. But listen man, I think I'm gonna take this little party back to my place before it gets too out of hand… if you know what I mean," he states a bit bemused.

Not needing any further info, I say my farewell and make my way towards the "circle". That's when I saw her, sitting alone by the fire, can in hand. Her curly, dark brown hair glowing from the rays of the fire and her chocolate eyes sparkling in the heat of the moment. She of course had on the tightest, low riding jeans imaginable and a small tank, stopping just above her belly button. As I drew nearer I could tell she was shivering.

"A little cold there?" I ask standing behind her.

I know, I know; CLIFFHANGER! But I promise I will have the next chapter up soon so please be patient and REVIEW! I love my reviewers... all of them too!

Next Chapter: Bianca and Fitz have a little chat about... (I'm so evil. haha xD!) Oh and a special guest star in this chapter =O