Disclaimer: I do not own Degrassi or any of the characters mentioned. Today I actually don't have a lot to say, so enjoy:)

Last Time:"You're beautiful Ellie." He murmured in my ear. I couldn't stop the smile from forming on my face. He kissed my lips once more before he took to my bare chest. Burning heat rushed through my whole body. My breath got more shallow and I struggled to breath.

"You ok there?" Craig asked smirking. I smirked back and took his shirt off. I licked my lips at his abbs.

"I am now." He chuckled and grabbed my legs, picking me up. I wrapped my arms around his neck for support as he gently laid me now on my bed. And as he took my shorts off, I decided just for a night, I could let loose. I could be reckless and indulgent and do whatever the hell I wanted and have whatever I pleased without having to be sorry about it. Even if only for tonight...


Ellie's Pov:

I groaned as the alarm blared in my ear. I lifting my hand shutting it off the first try while keeping my eyes shut. They fluttered open after a minute or two and a smile crept up on my face. I bit my lip remembering last night. All the moaning, sighs, and squeals of pleasure. Afterward Craig told me he had to go but that he'd see me at school. For the first time I couldn't wait for school. I threw the blankets off me and jumped up from my bed. I took a step and cringed. Bringing my hand to my inner thigh I felt how soar it was. It had been my first time so I didn't expect the after-shock. It was going to be a long day, but I couldn't wait.

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I walked down the stairs seeing my mom at the table. Suddenly I remembered why I had stayed up so late in the first place.

"Morning mom." I studied her seeing if she was at all nervous.

"Good morning, sleep well?" I raised my eyebrow, she acted as if she wasn't gone the entire night.

"Yeah, like a rock. What about you?"

"I slept great." I crossed my arms. She looked at me.

"Wow, who are you trying to impress?" She glanced at my outfit.

"Really, and-what time was that?" I questioned ignoring her.

"What are you talking about Eleanor?"

"Why weren't you home at 12 in the morning? Or 2, or 3?" She finally looked up at me squinting her eyes.

"Why were you up that late Eleanor?"

"Maybe because I got home and you weren't there!"

"Why were you out so late anyway?" She was clearly avoiding the situation. I huffed.

"I was hanging out with Craig, which I left a voice mail about. I told you I wouldn't be home until 12."

"I didn't get it." To anyone who didn't know her they would think something had gone wrong with their phone, that she was being completely honest. But when you've lived with her your whole life you figure out what's the truth and what's total bull shit.

"Just give it up, I know you're lying. Now tell me what you were doing out so late!" I demanded.

"Do not talk to me like that Eleanor, I am your mother. What I do is none of your business." I couldn't believe what she was saying.

"None of my business? It is completely my business. You weren't drinking were you?" I suddenly got worried. I know it was hard without my dad here but she had promised me.

"No Eleanor, I was not drinking. I...Just get to school, I'll tell you when you get home." I wanted to push more but I saw she was struggling so I just sighed and nodded.

"Ok. I'll see you later." I walked out the door forgetting about my mom and breathed in the fresh air. Today was the start of something new. Something I had wanted for a while.

Craig's Pov:

I glanced at the front doors again waiting for Ellie to walk in. Last night had been the most incredibly night of my life, but today guilt consumed me. Ellie was my best friend. I cared for her so much I didn't want to mess things up. That's why I hadn't gone for it already. I wanted Ellie to be someone that would always be there for me, a friend that would be there for life. Every other intimate relationship I had ended in disaster and I couldn't let that happen to me and Ellie, she meant too much.

"Craig hey!" I smiled as Marco walked over.

"Hey Marco, how was your summer?"

"Oh it was amazing. Volunteering in Africa was...well, there's not really a word to describe it. Seeing all those people in need and knowing me going there was helping them even in the slightest, it's like no other feeling. What about you, anything new and exciting?"

"Trust me, if I told you you'd never believe it." When Marco left Ellie and I weren't even considered friends. More like acquaintances who knew each other's deepest darkest secrets thanks to group.

"Yeah, like what?"

"Well, Ellie and I are best friends now." Marco's eyes widened.

"Really? Huh, who would've guessed."

"Certainly not me." Marco nodded agreeing.

"Oh uh how's Ashley? Where is she?" He looked around.

"Uh she's still in England. She decided to stay there for a while."

"Really? And how is that, a long distance relationship."

"Well at first it was hell, now, I wouldn't know. We broke up."

"Oh sorry about that. I knew you really cared for her." Marco put his hand on my shoulder sympathetically.

"Nah, don't worry about it. There's other girls out there. Better girls..." I trailed off seeing the front doors of Degrassi open. My eyes widened at the sight. Ellie walked in her red silky hair perfectly curled and cascading down to right above her chest. Her gorgeous, sexy chest. If her plan was to kill me with her looks than I congratulate her because that black corset top she was wearing was definitely killing my lower regions. My eyes trailed down admiring her black skirt and fishnet stockings. I thought she had given those up a while ago but I'm sure glad she didn't. Don't get me started on those black heels that showed those legs the attention they deserved.

"Marco!" They ran capturing each other in a tight hug.

"My god Ellie, you are the only one I ever considered being straight for and now I know why." She smacked him on his shoulder.

"Whatever Marco, this is nothing." Well if that's nothing I'd like to see what was considered something. Yeah, remember Craig, best friend you're talking about. Ellie then glanced past Marco and smiled at me.

"Hey Craig." She walked up to me. I breathed in her cinnamon scent, so irresistible.

"Hey." A moment passed with Ellie blushing and me trying to make it seem like I'm not checking her out while I check her out. My mind couldn't help but flash back to the night before. All her sighes and shivers and the how she dug her nails into my back and whimpered my name when I hit that spot...

"Ok well, I should get to my locker, get everything settled." Marco said.

"Ok. I'll be there in a minute, we can go over our schedules and see what classes we have together." Ellie looked back at Marco. He nodded and left. Ellie looked back at me.

"So..." She trailed off. I avoided her eyes, trying to calm myself from my previous thoughts. I knew she wanted to talk about last night but I honestly didn't know what to say.

"Look Ellie. Last night was...amazing. I never knew you had so much...spunk." She blushed deeply and looked at me through hooded eyelashes.

"You mean a lot to me Ellie. You're my best friend, which is why I think we should stay friends." You could basically feel her disappointment and it killed me. I didn't want her to think I regretted it, but I just couldn't risk not talking to her everyday, not hearing her laugh and spit out sarcastic comments, not being her friend. Something flashed through her eyes and then she looked up smiling.

"Oh, yeah. Yeah, that's a great idea. You're my best friend too Craig so let's just forget about last night and carry on like it never happened." I was shocked. This was not the same girl that I had just witnessed, the girl that looked like a puppy that had been smacked with a newspaper by its' owner. She looked...fine, completely ok.

"Great. So I'll see you around? Hopefully we'll have some classes together."

"Yeah. See you later Craig." She gave me one last smile before walking off. That was way easier than I had expected, so why did I feel so horrible?

Ellie's Pov:

As soon as I turned away from Craig my smile dropped. Was I...bad last night? I mean it had been my first time, but not his. Maybe I didn't live up to what he expected. I took a deep breath as I walked to Marco's locker. Maybe Craig was right, maybe staying friends is better.

"Hey, you ready to go over schedules."

"Oh yeah, but first, tell me what that was." I tilted my head and furrowed my eyebrows.

"What was what?" I acted as if I had no clue what he was talking about, though he saw right through me.

"Please Ellie, I know you better than anyone. I know you're lying." No Marco, not exactly better than anyone. I think one person knows just a bit more.

"It was nothing ok, I was just saying hi to Craig."

"Yeah, I'm sure. I'm also sure he wasn't de-clothing you with his eyes."

"Marco!"

"I'm just saying El. What happened with you two this summer?"

"Nothing, ok. We're best friends and that's it. That's all it ever will be. Now, can we please just look at these schedules." He narrowed his eyes. Although he didn't say anything else I knew he didn't believe a word that came out of my mouth, which wasn't surprising. Neither did I.

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The day drug on and on and I was thankful when 2:30 finally rolled around. Me, Craig and Marco were talking by my locker when the last bell of the day rang. We hurried out of the school relieved that we made it through the first day of senior year.

"See you guys tomorrow." Marco waved us off as he got into his mom's van. Craig and I started the route to our houses in silence.

"You registered for group yet?" Craig asked.

"Shit! I knew I forgot something." I rolled my eyes as he chuckled.

"I'll just have to do it tomorrow." After that we just talked about meaningless things that we always chatted about.

"How can you make me choose Panic!At the Disco or Nirvana?! They're two different genres and time periods, they're both the best in their own way."

"Yeah, I guess you're right. But what about Green Day, same genre as Panic! and they still make music too."

"Uhh, you know I can't decide this one!" We had literally been arguing about this topic for months. He laughed shaking his head.

"What?"

"You're crazy."

"Says 'Crazy Craig'." I smirked as he glared.

"Don't." He warned sticking his finger in my face. I nipped at it and he gasped mock offended.

"Eleanor no! Bad Eleanor!"

"Don't call me that." I groaned. The only people who called me that were my parents. He smiled smugly and then sighed, content. We fell into a comfortable silence and I started to feel ok, like it was ok that Craig didn't want anything more than friendship. If he couldn't give me a romantic relationship at least I had him as a best friend. We got the the intersection were we split up to go down different streets.

"I'll see you tomorrow El." I looked at him and it seemed like he wanted to say more. But he just sighed and gave me a half smile before turning and walking down a different street. I continued straight until I got to my house. I walked in and saw my mom watching tv on the couch. I took a deep breath preparing for this conversation.

"How was school?"

"Good. Marco said he loved Africa."

"It's so nice of him to help people in need." I nodded but stayed silent. Minutes passed by.

"So...what happened last night?" Guilt overtook her face and I got a sinking feeling in my stomach.

"Well...a couple weeks ago I ran into a friend from school." Already not liking where this was going.

"And..."

"And...last night we went out to dinner, just to catch up." She said the last bit quickly.

"Dinner doesn't take 3 hours to eat."

"Well after dinner we went to his house and...thing happened. I'm so sor-" I shook my head tears filling my eyes. I felt my heart constricting.

"Stop, just stop! I can't-I can't even look at you right now!" I shouted jumping up from the couch.

"You have to know I didn't mean for it to happen."

"Doesn't matter! You cheated on dad!" I cried out. How could she do this? My dad was away fighting for our country and she goes off and does this, it was sickening!

"Eleanor please-"

"No, How could you do this to him, to us...to me!" Tears clouded my vision and I started hyperventilating.

"I'm so sorry sweetie." She was crying now too, but I couldn't stand to see her.

"You are such a whore, I hate you!" I screamed at her. She was speechless and her mouth hung open. I shook my head running up the stairs and slamming my door as hard as I could. I dropped my messenger bag and ran to my bed curling myself in a ball. I grabbed my dad's picture from my end table and hugged it to my chest. I was so tired of trying to make it seem like I was perfectly ok. Because who was I kidding, today had been hell. Not only did my mom betray our family but Craig didn't want me. I thought back to yesterday and how he kissed me. He had kissed me back, so why didn't he want me now?! I knew it was too good to be true and I still let my feelings get in the way. When I pulled away from him all I hoped for was that we could be friends after it all. I chuckled bitterly, of cause fate would do that to me. I guess it's true, you should be careful what you wish for.