Here I am with another chapter, and you're actually due two of them, the other which will be posted tomorrow. Since I accidently combined two ideas I had into one chapter, I'm now trying to dig myself out of that hole. Don't worry, I'll come up with something really interesting as time goes on. Anyway we find out how nice a guy Johnny's dad is, and some other things. Thanks goes out to anyone who has read this story thus far and is continuing to stick with the story. It gets better from here! Enjoy! Please comment! Thank you and take it easy.
Who You Are - A Degrassi Fan Fiction
Chapter Eleven: Blowing Minds Out in a Car
When I came home from school that afternoon I felt relieved. I was relieved that I got through with my first week back. It kind of felt like that first week of school when you start a new grade. Nothing had really changed too much, but I sure was trying to. I still am. I got a long way to go, but at least I made it this far. One step at a time, Johnny.
Dad was in a good mood that night. I don't think he was drunk because I didn't smell anything on him, and I guess I wasn't too close enough to smell if he had been smoking any funny cigarettes. But for whatever reason he was in a good mood. He watched an old CFL game and even ordered us some pizza. Mom was surprised, but she wasn't buying it. She seemed kind of skeptical.
It wasn't too long before I knew why she was like that. We were all on the couch watching that game and the bell rang. Mom answered it and it was the pizza boy.
"Oh good, pizza's here. I'm sure gonna need it after watching this debacle...ay Johnny boy?" He said. His team was losing but this game was from like, a week ago.
I heard a soft boom noise and looked over at the door and it was the sound of two bottled sodas hitting the floor. He got pizza and a couple of sodas. It was like our own little party or something. Sweet.
"That's 20 bucks." The pizza boy told mom.
She looked back at dad. "You hear, Jay? 20."
Dad glanced over at her and back to the TV. He did a shooing motion with his hand, like he was telling his servant to go away.
"You got me on this, right?" He asked. I guess nothing had really changed. He really expected my mom to waste 20 bucks on pizza and soda? Don't get me wrong here, I did want the pizza, but for him to put on this nice guy act and then make her pay for it?
It was a jerk move. He left all the work for his woman. That's exactly what he told me to do. That's what he taught me. I guess the fact that I'm getting mad about it says something about me changing.
My mom is strong, but she couldn't risk getting hit in front of someone and getting embarrassed like that. So she paid for it.
"Love ya, babe." He said to her. After she slammed the door in the delivery boy's face after he asked for a tip, she walked over to the sofa and dropped the box on the table. Dad gave her a dirty look but mom just went into the bedroom and slammed the door shut.
I felt so bad. It's times like these that I wish I was still doing bad stuff, because at least then I would have some money. I would have paid for the pizza and not even have let that dumb idiot have any of it. I looked at him in anger for a while but of course he didn't notice. He only had one thing to say to me.
"Alright Johnny, let's get those sodas because these idiots are playing like a bunch of women!"
I took that a number of ways. I looked at the score, 35-7, and I could see why he said the losing team was playing like women. It was probably because they were getting their asses beaten. The way it should be, he claims.
As if the night couldn't be any worse, after I had enough of football and was ready for bed, I went into my room and looked on the floor and saw 20 dollars under a shoe.
Of course my Saturday morning starts out lame. I thought I would get a well deserved rest since all that apologizing and changing can make a guy tired. I thought wrong because it felt like I've been sleeping for only 10 minutes when I heard the buzzing of my cell phone. I picked it up and slammed it down, hoping that would make it stop. Wow, it actually did...but a minute later it started buzzing again. Okay, I'm about to unload on whoever this is. I picked it up without looking since my eyes were closed the whole time.
"What the hell do you want?" I said. It could have been my grandmother or something so I probably shouldn't have said that, but honestly I didn't really care. You don't ever disturb Johnny DiMarco's sleep.
"Dude, where are you?" The voice said. It sounded like Lucas.
"What kind of question is that? I'm in bed sleeping."
"Well you better wake up and get your ass down here."
"What are you talking about? Down where?" He must be stupid if he thought I was going anywhere then.
"You forgot, didn't you? I'm at school!" As soon as he said that I sat up from my bed as if I were rising from the grave.
We said at the same time, "Saturday detention!"
Holy crap...how could I have forgotten? Lucas was saying something else but I hung up so I could check the time. It was 9:40 and it started officially at like 10. We would always get there like 20 minutes early so we could buy some chips or something, but we would also throw paper balls at everyone else as they walked in. It's really fun.
After my shower and everything I put my clothes on and it was 9:50, which was good, but I still had to take the walk to school. When I walked out of my room to leave I saw my mom in the living room reading a magazine. She said something that I didn't pay attention to, but said something that fully got my attention.
"Need a lift?"
Thank God. We made our way downstairs into the car. Driving to Degrassi only took around 5 minutes. Traffic was never bad, but then again I wouldn't know because I usually walk to school. We turned a corner and we were going straight when a car nearly hit us coming from the left. Mom slammed the breaks and gasped as we propelled forward. We weren't hurt as the car didn't hit us. What an idiot.
Mom rolled down the window to cuss the driver out but for whatever reason she instead went outside of the car. Looks like mom's getting ready to lay the smackdown on whomever almost killed us. A girl came out of the car, looking very worried.
"Oh my God, I'm so sorry." The girl said.
"Are you kidding me? Are you colorblind or something? You ran a red light and almost killed me and my son!"
"I'm so sorry!"
"What's the matter with you? You're making us late!"
I leaned back and forward to get a good view of the girl and I couldn't believe who it was. It was Liberty. As soon as I saw, I went out of the car and over to them.
"I should call the cops on you right now. I'm sure a nice little fine will get your attention."
"Mom, hold on. I know her." I said. She didn't look too happy to see me, but it was the best thing she had then.
"You know this idiot?"
"Liberty, I'm running late for detention. I need to be at school in 5 minutes."
"It's okay Johnny. Just let me call the police and then we'll be on our way." Mom said.
"No wait!" Liberty said. "Maybe...maybe I can drive him to school!"
Seriously? Eh, what the hell. I went with it. "Yeah mom, let her drive me and you can go home. No need to call the cops."
"Yeah he's right. Consider this my apology for almost hitting you."
My mom alternated looking at the both of us. "Fine. You're lucky you know this girl or else she'd be locked up. Okay, try to get there safely please." She said. I went in Liberty's car and she went in hers, and we drove off to school.
I couldn't believe Liberty was driving me. Is this a sign from God or something? Maybe He wants me to apologize for everything right now. Whatever it is I really need to seize this opportunity. It probably wont ever come again.
"So Liberty..."
"Don't even try to make discussion with me." Damn, she shot me down that quickly? This won't be easy at all.
"Whats wro-"
"And by the way," she started. "I don't think you should be back either." Me being in Degrassi was something that was clearly pissing her off. The tone in her voice was scary.
"Join the club.."
"If you weren't with Darcy you'd probably be in jail."
"Liberty, I'm trying to change.."
"Yeah right. That's what Rick said before he shot up the school. That's what they all say."
"But I really-"
"And I'll never forgive you for what you did. You didn't do it but you were there. And you did nothing. You're a worthless piece of scum. If I didn't want a ticket on my record then I wouldn't even have you near my car."
And I thought Manny and Emma were trying my patience. Here I am trying to show miss goody two-shoes that I'm trying to change and she won't even let me finish anything I'm trying to say. If it's anyone who's scum right now, it's HER, not me! I'm trying to apologize and make it all better and she's just telling me off.
Hold on. She's telling me off. Oh, I get it now! I had better let her tell me off because then all of her anger and emotions will be let out and she'll feel better. So actually by not saying anything I'm doing her a favor because she has all that built up energy and stuff. But crap, man, why do I have to lay down like a dog? Johnny DiMarco never quits! He never lays down for anyone!
But then the car stopped and I realized we were at the school. I knew I was probably already late, and looking out the window I saw Hatzo walking towards the school. She glanced at the car and saw me, and then looked again. Damn! I've been spotted.
She walked over to the car and even though I didn't wanna roll the window down, the window started coming down. I guess Liberty rolled them down or something.
"Good morning Johnny, Good morning Liberty." She said. I gave her a cheap smile.
"Good morning Ms. Hatzilakos." Liberty said. It's disgusting at how polite and nice and kiss-assy she has to be all the time. I'm changing, but not into that.
She checked her watch. "It's 10:07, Johnny. You're late." Damn, I thought. So much for going to Degrassi..
"Ms. Hatzilakos," Liberty started to say. What's she up to now? She's probably gonna complement her on her hair or something. "It's totally my fault. Please don't get him in trouble."
What? I couldn't believe my ears. She was actually covering for me?
"I'm sorry." Liberty said. This is too good to be true.
"Well," Hatzo started to say. "There must be a good reason if you're driving Johnny DiMarco to school. Alright I'll let it slide. Lets go Johnny, we've got an hour of heaven awaiting."
I looked over at Liberty and she put a mean face on so I just nodded instead of saying thanks. I left the car and started to walk inside.
How could she cover for me? I thought she didn't want me to go to Degrassi? What came over her?
Whatever it was, I'm pretty sure she'll act as this never happened. Because I probably will too.