Title: Thoughts Date: March 24th 2004 (12.09am) Summary: My first slash fanfic for Degrassi the Next Generation. It involves Spinner and Marco. Set in "Against All Odds". Possible spoilers. PG – PG-13 Pairings: Marco/Spinner *slash* About the author: Yo! Yo! Like my stuff, hate my stuff, "write" me anyway. My email is as stated in my account information, degrassi_kid_hige@yahoo.ca

Note: * ~~~~ * = dream ~~~ = words

THOUGHTS

Spinner's POV

There I was just staring at Marco, I couldn't take my eyes off him. I feel hypnotized by the passion in his eyes and his innocent looking countenance. What was wrong with me? I shook my head to break free of his entrancing figure. What was this feeling? It felt familiar. . .(lightbulb) Oh no! This is the feeling I get when Paige and I are together. Am I becoming gay? I stared at him until he broke my trance by moving his finger, pointing to the couch. I shook my head once again and then got ready for bed. I slept like a log, after all that studying. Who knew "x" was the variable, I sure didn't, but Marco did. . . I started to dream, a pleasant dream. I was in a vast emerald field more beautiful than anything I had ever seen. I fell backwards, dropping onto the fluffy thick earth. A cool breeze blew my hair, I closed my eyes and felt something touch me. It felt warm, comforting, just right. I opened my eyes to discover the source from which this warmth was emitting. I realized that I was back at Jimmy's, yet the warmth still remained. My eyes traced the warmth to its origins, my shoulder, where I saw an arm. More specifically Marco's. It felt right, but my mind told me otherwise. I pushed his hand away and the warmth withdrew leaving me cold. Mixed emotions and thoughts ran through my mind, "should I just let it go and pretend it didn't happen?" , "should I wake Marco up and talk to him about it?" , "should I just let him continue?" "What do I. . .?" Then my brain acted on impulse and I got up, feeling sort of angry on Marco, I said some things that may have hurt or surprised Marco. I thought that Marco had what I called a "man-crush on me," but maybe it was the other way around. . .