A/N: So this chapter takes up four pages in Word. (For those electronically challenged, that means this chapter is much longer.) And I didn't intend for the first chapter to be so short... that's just the way it turned out. Anyhoo...
Disclaimer: I own none of the Degrassi: The Next Generation characters and/or plots.
"And you forgot your own name?" Spinner's hands were clasped around a glass. Paige and Dylan sat across from him, laughing. All three teens sat at a table in The Dot sipping chocolate milkshakes.
"What was I supposed to say? The goalie from the Toronto Maple Leafs was standing a foot away, and no words were coming out. I freaked!" Dylan explained, a goofy smile beginning to appear on his face.
"O big brother, what are we going to do with you?" Paige patted her older brother on the back, hugging him slightly and smiling at Spinner.
"I have no clue." Dylan laughed. His smile was bright as ever.
"You guys wanna see a movie?" Paige suggested, roaming her straw around in the glass. "There's this new flick about a cowboy...."
Spinner started to tune Paige out. He began to think of some reason for them not to leave yet. He still hadn't exactly mentioned to Dylan and Paige that Marco was back in town and he was coming to meet them.
'There I go... playing matchmaker again!' Spinner scolded himself. He frowned.
"I'm all for it," Dylan replied. "Reasons withheld," he grinned, even though Paige knew that Dylan would watch any movies with hot guys in cowboy gear.
"But- but we can't go yet," Spinner blundered. Paige and Dylan replied with the same quizzical look. "We- uh- I- I have to go talk to the manager!" Spinner began to rise from the table.
"What?" Paige raised an eyebrow towards her boyfriend.
"I have to talk to him about getting my job back." Spinner nodded repeatedly, adding to his sincerity.
"Spinner, the movie starts in ten minutes. We have to leave now!" Paige told him.
"But, then, what's the point? We'll never make it there anyways."
"Actually, we will- with Dylan's road rage." Paige smiled; Dylan blushed.
"But honeybee- I really need my job back! After all, I have to make you happy by showering you with gifts..." Spinner grinned. He knew that did the trick, even if it made Dylan's eyes roll.
Paige rose from her seat and kissed Spinner on the cheek. "Go, then!" She pointed in the direction of the manager's office.
Spinner internally smiled. He had done it again- now all he could do was hide and watch.
'Paige and I are so happy, now it's Marco's turn.' He thought, feeling good about himself. It was the least he could do after he had treated Marco so badly the year before.
Meanwhile, Marco was hopping out of Mrs. Nash's car, which Ellie was driving now. The car had the odd smell of cigarette buds, vodka, and chamomile perfume.
"Bye," Marco barely spoke. He could see Dylan's outline in the windows, making his stomach flurry all over. Two months was a long time for not seeing your crush of almost a year.
He walked over to the door, and pushed it open. It made a little bell ignite a sound, startling him a bit. Dylan and Paige didn't pay any mind- they had their backs to him. Marco also noticed a bit of Spinner's head poking out from behind a counter, making him raise an eyebrow.
"What the heck are you doing?" Marco mouthed.
"Never mind me! Go-talk-to-Dylan!" Spinner waved a hand towards the table his girlfriend and her brother sat at.
Marco's face grew a look of nervousness and worry combined. He took a closer look at the back of Dylan's head, and noticed that his hair was more of a brown color now instead of blonde. Or at least he had lots of brown highlights, Marco couldn't tell from this distance.
"GO!" Marco heard Spinner's voice, making his head turn. "Oops..." He covered his mouth and hid his head back behind the counter.
Marco's eyes widened. They darted over to Dylan and Paige, who's heads were turning towards him. Marco briskly turned around, brushing a piece of his hair behind his ear.
"Dammit, Spinner..." he cursed softly.
"Marco?" Paige's voice came closer to him, forcing Marco to turn to face her.
"Heey..." Marco's eyes darted over to Dylan, who was still sitting. His body was swiveled to face Marco and Paige's direction, and he was smiling.
'He's smiling. That's a good thing.' Marco thought. 'Wave, you idiot. Say 'hi'. Do SOMETHING!' Marco began to hate his conscience. They talked too much.
Dylan, on the other side, was feeling something he never had before. Just looking at how cute Marco was made him want to go and kiss him in front of the whole restaurant. There were only about six people in total, but still. Dylan noticed Marco had grown a couple of inches, and his hair was different- but he liked it. He liked it better than Marco's old style. It shaped his face more.
He got up and went to his sister's side, trying not to pay attention to the grinning Spinner behind the counter. Dylan knew he had something to do with this.
Marco's eyes immediately met Dylan's, making him want to melt into the floor just as much as Dylan did, and maybe more so. They were both smiling so much, it was as if they could understand each other with out saying any words.
'God, he's so gorgeous. How could I deserve a guy like Dylan? He's so smart, and funny, and cute... no. He's cuter than cute. He's hot.' Marco thought.
'Marco's changed so much! How could I have missed it? I can't believe how much I've missed him over the past two months, and now he's standing there, and I'm not doing anything!' Dylan stood in front of Marco, one hand stuck in his jean pocket and his weight shifted to one side.
"You two are worse than pathetic," Paige scoffed. She walked back to the table and slurped the last of her milkshake down.
"Do you want to... take a walk?" Dylan smiled his wonderful smile, almost giving Marco a heart attack.
"Yeah..." Marco replied dreamily.
Dylan held out his hand to Marco. It took Marco about three seconds to realize what he had done, and then he took it, overjoyed. Dylan led Marco out of The Dot, on to the sidewalk.
"So... uh... the park?" Dylan stopped as he asked Marco.
"Okay." Marco nodded. He was beginning to notice the odds looks he and Dylan were receiving. A lady in jogging shorts and a walkman stared at them as she ran past, letting her head follow back as far as she could. It made Marco feel terrible. All he was doing was being human. And he was being ridiculed for it.
"It's okay if you're nervous," Dylan said, looking behind himself to Marco.
"I'm sorry, Dylan. I'm so sorry... I just wanted everything to be perfect when I saw you again-" Marco felt as if he were going to cry.
"There you go again. Marco, let me tell you a secret." Dylan grabbed Marco's wrist and dragged him into the park.
"What's the secret?" Marco looked at Dylan nervously.
Dylan leaned down into Marco's ear, and took Marco's hand in his own. "I already think you're perfect."
Disclaimer: I own none of the Degrassi: The Next Generation characters and/or plots.
"And you forgot your own name?" Spinner's hands were clasped around a glass. Paige and Dylan sat across from him, laughing. All three teens sat at a table in The Dot sipping chocolate milkshakes.
"What was I supposed to say? The goalie from the Toronto Maple Leafs was standing a foot away, and no words were coming out. I freaked!" Dylan explained, a goofy smile beginning to appear on his face.
"O big brother, what are we going to do with you?" Paige patted her older brother on the back, hugging him slightly and smiling at Spinner.
"I have no clue." Dylan laughed. His smile was bright as ever.
"You guys wanna see a movie?" Paige suggested, roaming her straw around in the glass. "There's this new flick about a cowboy...."
Spinner started to tune Paige out. He began to think of some reason for them not to leave yet. He still hadn't exactly mentioned to Dylan and Paige that Marco was back in town and he was coming to meet them.
'There I go... playing matchmaker again!' Spinner scolded himself. He frowned.
"I'm all for it," Dylan replied. "Reasons withheld," he grinned, even though Paige knew that Dylan would watch any movies with hot guys in cowboy gear.
"But- but we can't go yet," Spinner blundered. Paige and Dylan replied with the same quizzical look. "We- uh- I- I have to go talk to the manager!" Spinner began to rise from the table.
"What?" Paige raised an eyebrow towards her boyfriend.
"I have to talk to him about getting my job back." Spinner nodded repeatedly, adding to his sincerity.
"Spinner, the movie starts in ten minutes. We have to leave now!" Paige told him.
"But, then, what's the point? We'll never make it there anyways."
"Actually, we will- with Dylan's road rage." Paige smiled; Dylan blushed.
"But honeybee- I really need my job back! After all, I have to make you happy by showering you with gifts..." Spinner grinned. He knew that did the trick, even if it made Dylan's eyes roll.
Paige rose from her seat and kissed Spinner on the cheek. "Go, then!" She pointed in the direction of the manager's office.
Spinner internally smiled. He had done it again- now all he could do was hide and watch.
'Paige and I are so happy, now it's Marco's turn.' He thought, feeling good about himself. It was the least he could do after he had treated Marco so badly the year before.
Meanwhile, Marco was hopping out of Mrs. Nash's car, which Ellie was driving now. The car had the odd smell of cigarette buds, vodka, and chamomile perfume.
"Bye," Marco barely spoke. He could see Dylan's outline in the windows, making his stomach flurry all over. Two months was a long time for not seeing your crush of almost a year.
He walked over to the door, and pushed it open. It made a little bell ignite a sound, startling him a bit. Dylan and Paige didn't pay any mind- they had their backs to him. Marco also noticed a bit of Spinner's head poking out from behind a counter, making him raise an eyebrow.
"What the heck are you doing?" Marco mouthed.
"Never mind me! Go-talk-to-Dylan!" Spinner waved a hand towards the table his girlfriend and her brother sat at.
Marco's face grew a look of nervousness and worry combined. He took a closer look at the back of Dylan's head, and noticed that his hair was more of a brown color now instead of blonde. Or at least he had lots of brown highlights, Marco couldn't tell from this distance.
"GO!" Marco heard Spinner's voice, making his head turn. "Oops..." He covered his mouth and hid his head back behind the counter.
Marco's eyes widened. They darted over to Dylan and Paige, who's heads were turning towards him. Marco briskly turned around, brushing a piece of his hair behind his ear.
"Dammit, Spinner..." he cursed softly.
"Marco?" Paige's voice came closer to him, forcing Marco to turn to face her.
"Heey..." Marco's eyes darted over to Dylan, who was still sitting. His body was swiveled to face Marco and Paige's direction, and he was smiling.
'He's smiling. That's a good thing.' Marco thought. 'Wave, you idiot. Say 'hi'. Do SOMETHING!' Marco began to hate his conscience. They talked too much.
Dylan, on the other side, was feeling something he never had before. Just looking at how cute Marco was made him want to go and kiss him in front of the whole restaurant. There were only about six people in total, but still. Dylan noticed Marco had grown a couple of inches, and his hair was different- but he liked it. He liked it better than Marco's old style. It shaped his face more.
He got up and went to his sister's side, trying not to pay attention to the grinning Spinner behind the counter. Dylan knew he had something to do with this.
Marco's eyes immediately met Dylan's, making him want to melt into the floor just as much as Dylan did, and maybe more so. They were both smiling so much, it was as if they could understand each other with out saying any words.
'God, he's so gorgeous. How could I deserve a guy like Dylan? He's so smart, and funny, and cute... no. He's cuter than cute. He's hot.' Marco thought.
'Marco's changed so much! How could I have missed it? I can't believe how much I've missed him over the past two months, and now he's standing there, and I'm not doing anything!' Dylan stood in front of Marco, one hand stuck in his jean pocket and his weight shifted to one side.
"You two are worse than pathetic," Paige scoffed. She walked back to the table and slurped the last of her milkshake down.
"Do you want to... take a walk?" Dylan smiled his wonderful smile, almost giving Marco a heart attack.
"Yeah..." Marco replied dreamily.
Dylan held out his hand to Marco. It took Marco about three seconds to realize what he had done, and then he took it, overjoyed. Dylan led Marco out of The Dot, on to the sidewalk.
"So... uh... the park?" Dylan stopped as he asked Marco.
"Okay." Marco nodded. He was beginning to notice the odds looks he and Dylan were receiving. A lady in jogging shorts and a walkman stared at them as she ran past, letting her head follow back as far as she could. It made Marco feel terrible. All he was doing was being human. And he was being ridiculed for it.
"It's okay if you're nervous," Dylan said, looking behind himself to Marco.
"I'm sorry, Dylan. I'm so sorry... I just wanted everything to be perfect when I saw you again-" Marco felt as if he were going to cry.
"There you go again. Marco, let me tell you a secret." Dylan grabbed Marco's wrist and dragged him into the park.
"What's the secret?" Marco looked at Dylan nervously.
Dylan leaned down into Marco's ear, and took Marco's hand in his own. "I already think you're perfect."