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Disclaimer: I obviously do not own Degrassi, because if I did Eclare would be making babies right about now.

Two Week's Later

Munro's POV

I still can't believe Aislinn said she would go with me. I thought that she would say no for sure after I was such a creep. Although now that I think about it, I always act that way around her and I've never been concerned before. Maybe I was just over reacting because I really wanted her to go to New York with me. But I honestly don't know why I wanted her to go with me so bad in the first place, I'm not saying she isn't wonderful to be around, it's just last year I really wouldn't of cared if she had said no. Oh well, all that matters is that she said yes and that in two hours we will be boarding our plane to the States.

As I pulled up to Aislinn's house, I couldn't help but to wonder if she was as excited as I was. Knowing her though, she probably was even more excited. My nerves began to grow as I rang the doorbell. What if her dad answered? I mean, I've met him before, but I'm a guy and Ais is a girl and we're going on a trip alone together. How would he feel about that? If he was like any normal father he would most likely either A: want to kill me, or B: drill me about how I better not lay a hand anywhere near his little girl. Luckily Ais answered the door, with bags in hand. "Ready to go?" She questioned. I nodded.

The drive to the airport was filled with Aislinn and I singing One Direction songs at the top of our lungs. I swear it was her CD, not mine. Finally after we had arrived at the airport, went through security, and then luggage, we were on the plane. The plane ride was not a very exciting process but Aislinn and I managed to entertain ourselves by playing Hangman, Never Have I Ever (the G rated version… there were little kids sitting right across from us), and Truth or Dare. Once we had landed we retrieved our luggage, and after trying for half an our we managed to hail a taxi. On our ride to the hotel I told Aislinn, "I bet if you would have put on a short dress and heels, we could have caught a cab real quick." She looked at me with her mouth agape. "Munro, I will not objectify myself by dressing as a prostitute." "Oh come on Ais, I was just kidding… and anyways, I wouldn't want you to dress like that, it might give scummy guys the wrong idea. They would only want you for your gorgeous body, they wouldn't even care that you're absolutely brilliant. Your body is your temple, don't let anyone fuck it up." I told her seriously.

We sat quietly for a moment, neither of us willing to break the silence. Then she spoke up. "You really think I'm gorgeous?" "Yeah. Who wouldn't?" I asked. She looked down and blushed, but then her eyes became masked behind sadness. "A lot more than you probably think." She answered as she turned her face towards the window.

Aislinn's POV

Why would Munro think that I'm gorgeous? I mean, I've always thought of myself as pretty, but after being in the public eye for so long, the comments and insults can get to you. I doubt Munro will ever know how much his compliment truly meant to me.

"Aislinn. Aislinn Pauuul. Is anybody in there?" Munro's raspy voice shook me from my thoughts. "Oh yeah, sorry. Are we here?" I looked out the window. We seemed to be parked in front of a hotel. "Indeed we are. You seemed deep in thought so I took the liberty of unloading our bags." He said. "Um, thanks, but you didn't have to do that." I said, as I stepped out of the cab. "But you see I did Miss Paul. I am a gentlemen, and a gentlemen helps his lady." He explained. "I wasn't aware that I was your lady." I said, raising my eyebrows. "Oh you weren't? I thought Justin told you after he lost our game of rock paper scissors." He said as he walked into the elevator. "Wait. You guys played rock paper scissors over whose "lady" I was?" I asked, just now understanding what he meant.

"Well when you say it like that it sounds barbaric and sexist. We weren't trying to win you or anything, it's just we were trying to establish who was going to protect you." He answered. "I don't need protecting." I said through gritted teeth. "Ais, we're just trying to look out for you because we care about you." He stated calmly. "I appreciate it Munro, but next time could I at least get a say in the situation?" I huffed.

"Of course, and Ais, I'm sorry." He apologized. "I suppose it's okay." I said, a grin creeping on to my face. I stood waiting in the hallway as Munro opened the door. "I wonder what the rooms going to look like? I hope it's clean. Maybe I should of brought…" "Woah." Munro said interrupting my thoughts. "What is it gross? I knew I should of brought cleaning supplies." I said, already trying to figure out where the closest Wal-Mart was. "No, no the room is fine. It's just… there's only one bed." He said, turning to look at me. Wow this is going to be a long two weeks.

Ta-da! How did you guys like it? Once again, I know it was rather short but I figured the fact that I updated a day after posting should make up for it. Please review. Reviews are what keep me writing. Well not really, daily stress is what keeps me writing, but reviews certainly do help. Oh, and, I would like to thank everyone who reviewed the last chapter, it really does mean the world that you guys like the story. So this is me signing off sending all of you virtual hugs and bro fists. Always remember, never forget, that Adam Torres is more important than life itself.

-MadameMorty