A/N: seriously guys sorry it took me so long to update. i promise from now on i will try to update every other day. i have exams coming up which means i get half days off from school so i'll have more time to write. THANK YOU to the people that reviewe. it's funny i had like over 150 hits but only 3 reviews. now i know how it feels. well, so this is my update. if you read this please leave a review telling me what you think. Oo and also i know how people like to put that Paige has blue eyes. When i watch Degrassi i also freze frame when there's a close up on Lauren Collins. her eyes are green, there for Paige's eyes will be green in this story.

Disclaimer: If I actually owned Degrassi why would i be writing fanfic? And why would I break up Palex?

I need to find the main office so I can get my schedule. Of course I just happen to be lost in this school. I need to ask someone for help. OK, looking around, all I see is losers. Bingo, blond chick at 12 o' clock. But she's with a group of people. Is that another black chick I see? OK, maybe I'm not the only black person in Canada, go figure. OK, I just need to walk up to her with confidence. Confidence? I have no confidence, I'm asking for directions to the Main Office. OK, just stay cool.

I walk up to the girl and tap her on the shoulder. She turns around and looks at me. She has beautiful green eyes, I don't know what it is but I just love green eyes.
"Yes? Do I know you?" she asks. I think I heard a bit of annoyance in her voice.

"Uh no. I'm new here and I was wondering if you could possibly tell me where the main office is?"

"Oh. Yeah, just go down this hall take a left and it's the first door on your right."

"Thanks"

I walk away. What was up with that dude with all that hair? Does he know there's an invention out there called the scissors? Cause he sure does need them. OK, down the hall first door on right. Aw, there it is, it even has 'Main Office' written on it.

I walk into the office and then the bell rings.

"Gosh, darn it!" I yell.

All the adults in the room look at me. An old ugly man walks up to me and asks "Shouldn't you be in class?"

Shouldn't you be at an old folk's home? "I'm new here and I got lost trying to get to this office and I still don't have my schedule so there for, no in a way I shouldn't be in class."

He looks at me with an annoyed look on his face. I guess I pissed him off. "Well I'm Principal Raditch and welcome to Degrassi Community School."

"Hello, Principal Raditch. I'm Jordan Johnson. I'm new here just moved here from the Florida."

"Florida? Wow, that's far away."

Yeah, no shit dumbass.

Principal Raditch turns to the secretary behind the desk. "Mrs. Grey's will you please find Jordan Johnson's schedule so she can be on her way?" Principal Raditch turns back to me and gives me a fake smile. "I hope you have a good first day Jordan. Goodbye."

"Goodbye." Are you freakin' serious? That's my new principal? I think God is seriously punishing me.

The secretary clears her throat. "Here's your schedule and a map of the school," she says in an annoyed tone. She hands me my schedule and my map.

"Thank you," I say and walk away. I wonder what's up her butt. I look at my schedule. What the hell is Media Immersion? Oo I have to take Canadian history this year. I hope they count my U.S. History credits. I look at the clock. Well I'm already ten minutes late, I guess I should get to class now.

I look at my map to locate where my first class is. English 11- Ms. Kwan room 113. I finally reach the room, open the door, and walk in. Immediately all heads turn to me. They must not be use to seeing a black person. Wow, I should really stop with these race comments.

"Can I help you?" an Asian looking lady asks me. She must be Ms. Kwan

"Um yeah, is this English 11 with Ms. Kwan?"

"Yes, it is"

"OK, good. I'm new here. My name is Jordan Johnson." I hand Ms. Kwan my schedule. She looks at it. Why would I be lying?

"OK. Well welcome to Degrassi, Jordan and welcome to English 11. You can take the seat in the back by Alex. Alex please raise your hand."

A hand goes in the air. Not high, but I can see it. I look at the person the hand belongs to. You have to be fucking kidding me. I have to sit by the crazy chick that wears wife beaters and pushes people. Great, now I KNOW God is punishing me.

I walk to my desk and take my seat.

"Aw, look it's the blind girl," Alex says.

"Ha-ha, you're so funny. You should be a comedian when you grow up," I say back.

"Noah I thought about it, but it's too much work. Why make fun of people when I can just kick their asses?"

"Wow, violent. Aren't Canadians suppose to be all nice and caring and crap like that?"

"Whoa! I don't know who told you that but not this Canadian. When someone messes with me I kick their asses."

"So your a bad-ass?"

"Damn straight."

All I can do is laugh at this comment. I look at her and her eyes are narrowed. "What the hell are you laughing aboot?"

Wait, did she just say 'aboot'? And that makes me laugh even harder.

"What's going on back there?" Ms. Kwans asks.

"Nothing Ms. Kwan."

I continue laughing but I quiet it down. Class continues and I don't pay attention. All Ms. Kwan is talking about is how the year will be and class rules and blah blah blah. Seriously, first day of school is such a waste.

RING!

And there's the bell. I'm the first one up and out the door. Just then someone grabs my shirt and pushes me against the locker.

"Ow!" I yell.

"Listen chick, I don't know what the hell that was aboot but you better watch yourself."

Once again I laugh.

Alex puts her fist in front of my face. OK, so part of me is scared but the other part thinks this whole thing is hilarious.

"What the hell are you laughing aboot?" she asks with anger in her voice.

"Number one you're saying 'aboot' and that's hilarious. Number two, YOU'RE CANADIAN. Canadians can't be tough. Sorry but it's true, everyone knows it.

"You need to stop stereotyping, before I kick your ass."

I straighten up and push her off of me. Now I'm angry. "Listen here Al-ex. I'm not going to let you push me around. It's bad enough I had to move to a different country away from my friends and family. I'm not going to let some girl push me around and threaten to kick my ass. You wanna fight? Fine let's fight. But just to warn you, I'm a very angry person right now and I feel the need to take it out on someone, so maybe YOU should watch out." And with that I walked away from Alex.

Yeah that's right. I stood up to the big bad meanie, Alex Nuñez. I do my happy dance. I hear laughing. I look around me and seem a few people saw my happy dance and they'e now laughing at me. Shh I don't care. I look at my schedule and see I have Media Immersion with a Mr. Archie Simpson. Ha-ha, Archie, what a funny name.
I walk into the classroom and there's computers everywhere. Is Mr. Snake that dude with like no hair? I'm guessing so.

"Hi, I'm Jordan Johnson. I'm new to this school," I say

"Well welcome Jordan. I am Mr. Simpson and this is Media Immersion. So where are you from?"

"Tampa Bay, Florida in the U.S. of A."

"Ah the U.S. long ways. Well just choose any seat you want."

"OK." I'll just take a seat in the middle. I wonder how long class starts. I hear two girls talking and I look at the door. That blond chick from earlier walks in along with that black chick. The blond chick sees me. Now she's whispering something to her friend. Oh my God they're walking this way.

The girl takes the seat beside me and her friend takes the seat beside her. She turns towards me and smile. "Hi, you're the girl from earlier. The one that was lost."

"Yep that's me."

"We haven't been properly introduced." She extends her hand out towards me. "I'm Paige Michalchuk. Spirit Squad captain. And this is Hazel." She points to the girl besides her.

"Hi," Hazel says.

"Hi, I'm Jordan Johnson, just moved here from Florida."

"Oh, that's cool," Paige says.

RING!

And there's goes the bell. I think i hear someone running. And there she is, Miss Alex Nuñez, late for 2nd period. Wait, why is she in my 2nd period class? I can't get away from this chick!

"Ah, Alex Nuñez. Let's try not to make this being late to class thing a habit, shall we?" Mr. Simpson says.

"I can't make any promises Mr. S," she says back to him.

She takes the seat across from me and looks at me with her eyes narrowed.

"Well, well, well if it isn't Miss Bad-ass," Paige says.

"Oo, if it isn't Miss Snooty Princess," Alex says back.

"Puh-lease. That's the best you can come up with Miss Social reject?"

Oo this is getting good.

"We can take this outside if you want Michalchuk."

Paige says something but I'm no longer paying attention. I can't help but stare at Alex. Finally Mr. Simpson says something.

"Ladies, is this how it's going to be all year?"

"It depends, if Alex finally goes to jail or not," Paige says.

Alex stands up. "You know what Michalchuck-."

"Alex sit down. No more talking from either one of you," Mr. Simpson says.

Alex sits down and curses under her breath. Well I guess this class will be interesting.

A/N: i promise that was like the last slow chapter. the next chapters are going to start faling in line with the episodes. my chapters are actually going to folow the episodes so no i'm not changing the Degrassi timeline and what not. but yea my character will be more like a witness but she mights change some things but slightly. please leave reviews that actually help me write more and faster.