Drew couldn't believe his younger brother rejected Fiona the way he had. Especially after all the conversations they had about Adam finally admitting his feelings for the older girl. He could still remember the sheepish expression on Adam's face when he admitted he liked Fiona.

"I… I like Fiona."

It's like Adam expected Drew to crack up laughing at the younger boy's statement. Granted, he probably would have, but he already knew that Fiona had feelings for the younger boy as well. He would've told Adam that fact, if Fiona hadn't sworn all of them to secrecy. She wanted to tell Adam when she thought the time was right, and Drew had been hoping that would've been sooner rather than later. And when he finally thinks his brother is going to finally be happy another curveball is thrown at him.

Why did Adam reject Fiona like that when he clearly liked the older girl? Drew didn't know but, he sure as hell was going to find out.

"Adam!" Drew called out, closing the front door behind him and shrugging out of his coat. Drew head a distinct thud from the living room and rolled his eyes. He made his way in there and saw wrestling on the TV, but no Adam in sight. The kid probably dove behind the TV in an effort to hide from his older brother, again. "Seriously Adam?" he spotted his brothers socks peeking out from behind the TV.

"Adam isn't home right now; please leave a message after the beep." Drew rolled his eyes and looked around the TV. His brother was trying to wedge himself between the wall and the large high-def TV, and was failing.

"Seriously?" Drew reached out and snatched Adam's beanie right off his head. Adam whipped around and slammed his face into the wall.

"Oh… hey Drew." He said casually. Drew rolled his eyes, grabbed Adam by the hood of his jacket and yanked him out. "Be careful with the goods!" Adam exclaimed, adjusting his jacket before snatching his beanie back from Drew.

"We need to talk." By the time the words left Drew's mouth, Adam was already halfway up the stairs.

"No we don't!" he called over his shoulder. Drew's eyes narrowed and he figured if Adam wanted to play hardball then he could play hardball. Without a second's hesitation he launched himself up the stairs, grabbed the back of Adam's pants and yanked. Adam let out a 'manly' yelp and tumbled. Both boys ended up at the bottom of the stairs, groaning and trying to untangle themselves. "You ass."

"We still need to talk." Drew groaned, figuring that tugging Adam down the stairs wasn't the best plan when Adam flailed and brought his older brother down with him.

"Drew, Adam I'm—what are you doing?" Mrs. Torres gasped, looking down at her two sons.

"Drew pulled me down the stairs!" Adam said instantly and Drew's eyes snapped open.

"Yeah, but Adam pulled me down with him!" he exclaimed defensively. Adam turned his glare onto his older brother.

"Duh; if I'm going down you're going down with me!"

xxxxxxx

After the stair incident, Adam avoided Drew like a plague. At first Drew wondered if maybe Adam was afraid he'd get hurt again, but soon realized it was because Adam didn't want to talk about the Fiona incident. Which is why Drew decided it was his job to make sure the Coyne didn't fall into a state of depression. He knew about her past relationships and also knew how she coped with things.

Adam wouldn't be too pleased if Fiona fell back into drinking just because of his rejection.

"Hey Drew." Fiona said, smiling brightly when Drew entered the Dot. The booth near the back window had been designated as their spot to sit and talk. Fiona was suspended and didn't have anything to do during the day, seeing as Adam was avoiding her and Eli and Clare were too caught up in each other to notice anyone else, so hanging out with Drew was practically the highlight of her day.

"Hey Fi," Drew said, returning the smile as he shrugged out of his coat and hung it up. Peter had their usual food ready at the front and Drew picked it up as he made his way toward their table. He couldn't help but think how pretty she looked, just sitting in the sunlight and smiling at him like he was the greatest thing in the world. It gave him a sort of false hope that maybe her feelings were more than just friends.

"How was school?" he sensed the sadness behind her words and slightly winced.

"Eh," he said, shrugging it off and quickly changing the subject. "How was your day? Have fun shopping?" she chuckled.

"I wish," she said, "But ever since I got suspended my mom's cut me off." She sighed in exasperation and sunk lower in her chair.

"Sorry." He said sympathetically, knowing how it felt like being suspended and not having anything to do. The irony in the situation was both had gotten suspended sticking up for Adam, her crush and his younger brother.

"Bianca's fault." Fiona shrugged it off, transforming back into her bright and chirpy self right before his eyes. "You and Adam still ok, even though you're hanging around with me?"

He doesn't know.

"Yeah; it's not like he hates you." Drew said, and he knew it was true. If anything he was pretty sure that Adam still had the biggest crush on Fiona, but for some odd reason he had rejected her. And now Drew was hoping that Fiona would get over his brother and like him instead.

Disclaimer:

I don't –sob- own Degrassi D:

Author's Notes:

I fricken broke my wrist helping my mom move this giant dresser up the stairs… that was probably one of the most painful experience of my life D: Needless to say, we didn't get that dresser up the stairs :/ and my step-dad is such an ass because he just sat there laughing at us before realizing the severity of the situation.

But, I'm proud to say I did not cry! :D I'm depressed though cause I need to keep the cast on for like five more weeks :P It was so awkward performing the play with a cast, and I've never realized how much I need my left wrist until I can't really use it D:

Luckily it doesn't hinder my typing that much~ it's just taking longer to type then usual… which gets pretty irritating :/

I'm so sorry about the delay for this update! D:

Forgive Me?

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