Sorry that this update kind of took a while. I really was just super busy. I promise that I'm working on updating my other stories too and my next chapter for MBFG is almost complete. Anyway, this chapter skips a bit and I told you that Cam would start to go through some stuff so here you go! The start of some bigger problems. Enjoy!

Cam's POV (1 week later)

"What the hell, Rookie? You're supposed to be good, and you screwed up the whole play! You were fine in practice! What the fuck happened out there?" Dallas freaks out getting in my face as we make it back to the locker room.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to." I apologize shyly not enjoying this whole being yelled at thing.

"You're such a fucking idiot! Why did they even put you on this team?" another teammate whose name I can never remember comments pushing me and causing me to stumble into the lockers.

I realize that it was all my fault, but I never tried to lose the puck. I just sort of lost focus. I can't believe I would make such a stupid mistake.

My fellow hockey players dissipate from the locker room until it is just me. I sit on the bench as the tears that have been holding in start to fall.

Quit being such a cry baby, Cam! You fucked up! Just leave it at that. So what if the team hates you! So what if you disappointed everyone. Just quit crying!

I yank my skates off by the blade holding the skate in my hand as I look at it. I hate hockey. I hate it so much! Why did I agree to come here? I miss my family. I miss my friends. And to top it all off, I'm completely off of my game.

I squeeze the blade in my bare hand before pelting the skate at the wall, and falling back onto the bench. Bringing my hands to my face to cry into I realize that my hand is bleeding. I don't feel anything though. The blood rushes down my arm and I am completely baffled. How does a cut this big feel fine? I might even describe it as relieving. It's taking my mind off of the stupid game.

A stream of blood going down my arm starts falling from my elbow and I quickly wrap my hand in a towel sitting beside me.

Trevor walks into the locker room wearing his clothes and holding his hockey duffle. "Dude, we're about to leave. You're not even out of your gear yet? Hurry up!" he groans annoyed turning and exiting as quickly as he came in.

I get changed quickly holding a paper towel in my hand tightly to limit the bleeding of my self-inflicted wound.

Walking out of the rink I see the full van sitting in the parking lot waiting for me. Quickly, I jog over and climb into the seat in the middle section beside Trevor placing my bag on the floor under my feet before closing the door.

"Sorry I took so long." I apologize sadly to my billet family in the car.

"It's alright. We're just heading home. We're in no rush." Maggie tells me from the seat in front of me.

Dennis pulls out of the parking lot and starts toward home in the silent car. Maya is sitting in the back seat behind Trevor and I quietly, but I can feel her eyes on me. I squeeze tighter onto the paper towel hoping I can keep this little mishap a secret.

When we get to the house I grab my bag and rush upstairs to the bathroom to tend to my hand.

Looking down at the still bleeding palm I realize that it's deeper than I had thought. A normal band aid isn't going to cut it. I might need some help on this one.

I carefully pick out dissolved paper towel particles that had fused themselves to my clotting blood and look around for that kit. It had gauze and tape. That'll probably fix it.

I find the box underneath the sink and struggle to cover the cut with gauze. Yeah… I can't do this by myself. I bring my other hand up to my mouth as I nibble on my thumb nail that ended up being just the skin at the tip of my thumb. I'm going to have to ask Maya. I can always say that it was an accident. It happened when I was taking off my skates. It wouldn't be a total lie.

I knock on her bedroom door holding a piece of gauze on my palm with my fingers."Come in" I hear the familiar female voice say before I open the door. Maya sits on her bed with a book in hand. "Hey" she tells me with a sympathetic frown. She went to the game. She saw how much I screwed up.

"Can you help me with something? I cut my hand taking of my skates and I can't really get this to work with only one available hand." I add holding my hand up and she gets up and rushes over with a worried face.

"Pulling off the gauze she looks at the cut with wide eyes. "How did you do that? It's so deep! You might need stitches." She says examining my hand with a certain concentration on her face.

"Skates are sharp I guess." I tell her hesitantly and she looks up from my hand frowning at me. God… Does she not believe me? She has no reason not to. I'm not that crazy, right?

"I think you should show my mom. Girl Guides didn't prepare me for this kind of cut." She tells me sadly as she looks into my eyes. It feels like she's looking through me and I don't like it. I look away from her knowing gaze and nod my head.

"I hope I don't need stitches." I tell her looking down at the torn, bloody tissue on my hand.

"Well, let's go see what she says." She tells me holding my wrist up as she pulls me along and down the stairs.

"Mommy!" she calls as we make it down the stairs, and Maggie replies "What is it, sweetie?"

"Cam hurt his hand. I think you should take a look at it." She says as we follow her mother's voice into the kitchen where she is sitting on the computer playing solitaire.

Maggie gets up and takes a quick glance at my hand before her jaw drops. "Campbell sweetie, how did you do this?" she asks me worriedly. Her reaction kind of freaks me out. Is this worse than I thought? It is starting to hurt a little bit.

"I was taking off my skates and my hand slipped." I tell her quickly as she looks at it. "Does it need stitches?" Maya questions as her mom examines it.

"No. It's not bleeding too badly. It's very deep though. I'll wrap it up with some gauze." She tells me reaching up in a cabinet and pulling out yet another first aid kit.

After all is through Maya and I are sent back upstairs and I'm told to be more careful next time.

"So… what're you up to now?" Maya asks me curiously as we walk up the stairs.

"I don't know. I'll probably go sulk. I can't believe I lost us the game. They all hate me more now." I tell her sadly. She's the only person that I feel that I can open up to about this sort of thing.

"Did you at least have a good day at school?" she asks hopefully as we sit down on the empty sectional.

I huff at her question. "First days aren't really my favorite thing. Degrassi is big. I got lost a lot. How was your first day?" I ask her curiously from across the sectional.

"I couldn't find the band room for my life… and this weird thing happened. This guy stopped me in the hall and asked me to pretend to be his girlfriend for a minute so that this other girl would leave him alone… and then he asked me out. It was super confusing." She explains laughing.

I feel a pang of jealousy at the smile she has on her face as she thinks about this boy. I really like her. We kissed the one morning and haven't talked about it at all. If I don't do something soon I'll probably lose her interest… nothing new. "Did you do it?" I ask her curiously breaking her out of her bubbly and smiley thoughts.

"What?" she asks shaking her head clearly not hearing my question. "Did you pretend to be his girlfriend?"

"Yeah, but I told him that I would have to think about the other thing… Should I have gone out with him?" she asks me biting her lower lip nervously and very cutely. She's asking me? Is she trying to figure out if I still like her or if we're a thing? I'm not sure myself.

"Um… I don't know. It's up to you. Do you like him?" I ask her awkwardly as I sit there staring at her.

Her face falls, and she look disappointed. "I don't really know him so I don't know." She replies sadly. I just ruined this didn't I?

I don't want to be pushy and tell her that I don't want her to date someone when I can't really be a boyfriend to her. Does she want me to be that? I don't know. If we were together then we'd have to sneak around and we'd never be able to be a couple if that's what she wants.

At the same time I don't think I should leave this issue untouched. I should at least talk to her about the kisses.

"Maya, can we talk somewhere where your family can't walk in at any moment?" I ask her quietly and we go into my room.

"About last week… I really like you, but if we were to give this a try then we wouldn't be able to tell anyone. Do you really want that?" I ask the blonde and extremely beautiful girl sitting across from me on the bed.

She smiles at me and any fears I had of losing her interest diminish. "Sneaking around could be kind of fun right?" she asks me biting her lower lip.

I smile at her happily assuming that means that she's in for trying this, and she smirks at me.

"So where does this put us?" I question anxiously gnawing on my lower lip.

"I don't really know." She responds awkwardly before putting her hand on my knee and giving me a flirty smile. I may not know where we are, but I like it a lot. Her touching my knee even gives me butterflies.

Awkwardly she scoots toward me on the bed before pecking my cheek and getting up. It was kind of strange, but at the same time it was nice.

I smile at her chuckling slightly as she stands up. I grab her hand stopping her from leaving the room. "Where're you going?" I ask her curiously holding her hand with my uninjured hand.

"I don't want anyone to get suspicious. My sister keeps asking me if I like you and I'm a terrible liar." She tells me with a small smile and I nod my head. This is going to be more difficult than I had anticipated.

"Okay… I'll see you later. Thanks for um… my hand." I tell her holding up my injured hand as she waves her hand walking out of the room.

Maya's POV

Honestly, I'm really relieved that we kind of talked about it. I was scared that he was trying to forget that it ever happened. He wasn't though. He still likes me and I'm so happy that he does.

It took telling him about the weird boy who asked me out, but it's worth it. I think he may have even been a little jealous which makes me smile. I made a cute boy jealous.

I walk downstairs with the biggest smile on my face to get an apple and my mom gives me a strange look. "What's got you so giddy?" she asks me as I take a bite of the apple. Oh god I'm translucent.

"Nothing… Why do you ask?" I ask her defensively as my face goes to one of worry.

She laughs at me slightly leaning her elbows on the breakfast bar. "What's gotten into you?" she inquires smiling at me knowingly. "Is it a boy?"she asks grinning and I feel my face heat up.

"Oh my goodness… my baby's growing up!" she squeals excitedly rushing over to the stool I'm sitting in and wrapping me in a hug.

I push her off of me and shake my head quickly. She can't know that I like a boy. It won't be long until they make the connection between me and Cam.

"Oh Maya, what's his name?" she asks me excitedly as I continue to shake my head.

"Oh my god, mom, there isn't a boy." I groan getting off of the stool and going upstairs tossing my apple in the waste bin on the way.

There is no way I will be able to keep this up.

Cam's POV

Well maybe this day isn't all bad. I made my team hate me, but Maya and I are kind of together.

School wasn't all that bad. I have a class with Maya. I know that she's a freshman, but French wasn't a requirement at my old school and it is here. We don't sit near each other, but I do have a pretty good view at her from my seat.

I met one kid who seemed pretty nice in my math class.

The only thing that really sucked was losing our first game, and being the reason that we lost. They all hate me. I want to go home.

I get a call from my brother who must have seen the score of my game by the way he opens the conversation.

"You done screwed up, dude!" he laughed into the phone and I sigh sadly. He would make fun of me for being the reason we lost.

"I know… I didn't mean to. I couldn't focus." I tell my brother sadly.

"Did the team bitch at you about it? I watched the last play on the site and I couldn't stop laughing." He chortles into the phone. No way. He's being a total jerk. I feel stupid enough.

"Yes… they did. But, guess what!" I tell him with a bit of excitement in my tone as I try to think of the better parts of my day.

"What?" he asks curiously matching my slight excitement.

"Last week Maya and I kissed and I'm pretty sure that we're maybe together." I tell my brother grinning from ear to ear.

"You're so fucking stupid! Are you serious right now? You can't date her!" he yells at me into the phone irritated at me.

"I thought you said to go for it?" I ask him confused after our last conversation where he clearly told me that he thought she was cute and totally into me.

"I told you that she was pretty and she liked you. I didn't tell you to act on that shit. Are you crazy? This is how you get in trouble!" my brother screams and I groan sadly. I'm sick of being yelled at today.

"She kissed me first. I don't know Justin. I really like her!" I tell him a bit too loudly before realizing other people in the house could probably hear me.

"She's off limits! I don't care how much you like her!" he yells before I finally hang up the phone completely done with the yelling.

My hand stops stinging and I lay back on my bed. What if he's right? I know I'm not supposed to do this, but she's so great.

"Who're you kissing?" Trevor barges in the door curiously and I quickly throw a pillow over my face. "You heard that?" I ask with my voice muffled by the pillow over my reddening face.

"I think all of Canada heard that." he laughs obnoxiously coming in the room.

"No one… It's just something back in Kapuskasing." I lie holding the pillow over my head. "Can you go? I'm gonna get some sleep." I continue finally pulling the pillow off of my face as he exits. "Whatever man, it's only like 7." He jokes walking out.

At least Trevor isn't overly critical about my fuck up… But he will be overly critical of my relationship with Maya.

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