A/N: This is a Marco/Dylan fic that I've been working on for a while. It might look as if this is my first fanfiction, but it's not... anyways. Onto the story. This chapter is a bit short, but I promise longer ones soon.

Disclaimer: I own none of the Degrassi: The Next Generation characters and/or plots.

"Do you think he'll like my hair? It looks a lot different since I last saw him..." Marco's forehead creased. He watched himself in the mirror, sitting on his bed.

"Marco, as usual, you're worried about nothing. You and I both know how much Dylan likes you." Ellie smiled, looking along with Marco into the mirror. She sat down next to him, pushing one leg under her body and letting the other hang from the bed.

"I guess we'd better get going?" He rose up from his bed, smiling. He didn't have to speak his appreciation for Ellie's support- she knew he was grateful.

Marco's hair wasn't the only thing different about him. Over the two month span he had been in Italy for, he'd grown two inches. His voice had a touch of an Italian accent; it was deeper, too. The braces had also been removed from his teeth, making his smile the most wonderful thing Ellie had ever seen. His taste in clothes was still pretty much the same, according to the mock turtleneck and khaki pants he was wearing.

"Ellie?" Marco waved a hand in front of Ellie's nose.

"Sorry. And- Marco?" Ellie made Marco stop in his tracks and turn to face her.

"Hmmm?"

"If I was Dylan, I'd be a fool to turn you away. You look..." Ellie felt her face growing red already. "hot." Ellie took a deep breath. 'There, Nash. Got it over with,' she thought.

Marco's face brightened like a light bulb. "Whoa, El. Thanks... I needed that."

'Yeah. That's why I did it,' she spoke softly in her mind. Ellie blew out another breath, and followed Marco out the door.