AN: This is going to be the last chapter since no one seems to be enjoying this...I'll continue if I get some reviews..........

Disclaimer: Do you know how many times I have to write the word "disclaimer"! See there it is again. It haunts me, I tell you! It haunts me!

Anyway, I don't own degrassi.......if I did....that would be cool.......but I don't!

It was Monday morning and Ellie had just gotten to school as the bell rang.

"Great," Ellie thought to herself. "I'm late."

Ellie hurried to the office to get a pass for class. Right after she got one she walked to her first class. Ellie walked into Mr. Simpson's classroom and handed him the pass. He gave her a nod and she took a seat next to Ashley.

"Hey El," Ashley whispered. "I was worried that you weren't coming."

"Well, I'm here." Ellie whispered back. "Although I'd rather not be..."

Ellie yawned and rested her head in her hands...

"Ellie?"

Ellie felt someone shake her lightly.

"Ellie," Ashley said. "The bell rang! It's time for lunch"

"Oh," Ellie said standing up. "I must've fallen asleep."

"Um, yeah." Ashley said. "Let's go."

Ashley and Ellie headed out of the classroom and towards the cafeteria.

"Ash," Ellie said stopping. "I'm gonna put my jacket in my locker, I didn't get a chance too because I was late."

"Sure," Ashley replied. "Meet you in the caf!"

Ellie smiled and watched her friend walk away. She turned and walked to her locker, opened it, and shoved her jacket inside.

"Ellie..."

Ellie turned around to see Emma Nelson, standing there with her hands on her hips.

"What?" Ellie asked.

"I hope your happy," Emma said. "For stealing my boyfriend!"

"Wait a minute!" Ellie said. "I didn't STEAL anyone!"

"Oh right," Emma replied. "You were dying right and he was just giving you mouth to mouth rec..."

"Emma!" Ellie interupted her. She started to speak in a gentle tone. "Emma...I promise you, that if Sean could take back that stupid night, he would."

"But!"

"Emma? Have you ever drunk alcohol?"

Emma looked at her blankly.

"It impares you, makes you do things that you would never ever normally do." Ellie explained. "Why do you think that drunk drivers cause so many deaths? If they weren't drunk I bet they would never have crashed their car, or hit that person!"

"I know what drinking does..."

"I don't know if you perfectly understand, Emma." Ellie continued. "Yes, I admit it...Sean and I kissed. Thats all just one stupid drunken kiss."

"Ellie," Emma said. "I understand...but drunk or not, he cheated on me."

"Emma Nelson," Ellie said with a faint smile. "It was just a kiss. But it meant nothing. Nothing at all."

"But he wanted it!" Emma argued.

"Yes Emma," Ellie said. "Your right! He wanted to let a relationship with someone who he loves be ruined by one stupid kiss! If your not willing to let it go, then Sean deserves better anyway."

Ellie slammed her locker shut and walked away towards the cafeteria.

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As Ellie approached the cafeteria doors, they opened and Marco came walking out.

"Marco!" Ellie said smiling. Then she remember that he hated her.

"What?" Marco said, walking by her.

Ellie turned around.

"I really am sorry." Ellie pleaded.

But Marco just ignored her and continued walking. Ellie sighed and shook her head. It was no use. He hated her.

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It was the end of the day, and Ellie was so relieved to be going home. She walked down the hall when she noticed Emma and Sean holding hands by the water fountain. Sean spotted Ellie. He said something to Emma and then walked over to Ellie.

"Hey!" Sean said.

"Hi." Ellie responded.

"Thank you." Sean said.

"For what?" Ellie asked.

"Talking to Emma for me." Sean replied. "We're back together now. Thank you so much."

"It was no problem." Ellie said. "I mean, what are friends for."

"Yeah," Sean smiled. "I mean if it's meant to be then forgive and forget, right?"

"Right," Ellie responded. She looked down the hall at Marco. "That's right..."

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Authors Note:

th-th-th-th-thats all folks! -unless anyone wants more- thanks for reading