Their kiss started to deepen, and Sean realized how right it felt. *I've kissed lots of girls, but I've never felt this compatible with anyone. Not even Emma.*
Eventually they pulled away, and Ellie was searching Sean's eyes for answers. She didn't find any, cause he was just as amazed and confused as she was. He suddenly felt the pain from his split lip returning, and began to stand up.
"Um, Ellie, I should probably be going home . . . Tracker's expecting me and all . . ." Ellie nodded promptly.
Sean stood up and started to open the door. He paused, and turned to look back at her. Soon as he made eye contact with her, he felt a tingling sensation in his stomach. He quickly shut the door behind him, and leaned against it. *What the hell was that? Did I just get the infamous "butterflies"? What is up with this girl?*
Sean sighed, then headed toward the livingroom. He saw Ellie's mom passed out on the couch, and the images of his parents clouded his memory. He looked toward the bathroom door, and decided that she'd be in there a while, trying to figure things out.
Sean walked over to the couch, and grabbed a few bottles off the coffee table. He walked into the kitchen, and poured any remaining liquid down the sink, and filled them with equal amounts of water.
As he walked toward the front door, he replaced the bottles onto the coffee table, and walked outside. *This isn't how I act. I don't get nervous around girls. I don't feel uncomfortable silences with girls. What the hell is up with this girl?*
*What just happened?* Ellie thought to herself as she sat on the tile floor of the bathroom. *I should've stopped him. We need to talk about this.* She let out a deep breath. *What am I thinking? It was just an accident. There's nothing to talk about. I'll just forget about this. He probably just got caught up in the moment. Nobody would kiss me on purpose.*
Ellie slowly got up, and walked to the livingroom. She could hear her mom moaning, so she walked over to the couch. Ellie saw some vomit on the floor, and began to clean it up. After she finished, she grabbed the bottles on the coffee table, and walked to the kitchen sink. As she opened them, she prepared herself for the vile scent of alcohol, and was surprised when she hardly smelled any. As she poured the liquid down the sink, she noticed how much clearer it was.
She refilled the bottles with water and set them back on the table. Ellie headed to her room to listen to some music, and forget about the crazy day she had.
"What the hell happened to you?" Tracker asked as Sean entered the house.
Sean ignored him and hobbled toward his room, but Tracker followed him, "Who did you fight with?"
Sean tried to disregard his questions, but Tracker wouldn't shut-up, "Sean, did Jay and all of them have something to do with this? I told you they were a bad influence."
"Sometimes I forget which one of us is supposed to be the irritating little brother," Sean mumbled as he pulled off his sweatshirt.
Tracker smirked as he leaned against the doorframe of Sean's room, "What happened?"
"Didn't you already ask that?" Sean asked as he slipped out of his pants, and put on a pair of sweats.
"Going to bed?" Tracker asked.
Sean rolled his eyes and straightened out his white wife-beater. He winced as he laid on his bed, for his side had many bruises. Sean stared at the ceiling, and waited for Tracker to leave.
Finally, Tracker realized that Sean wasn't going to tell him how he had gotten his face rearranged. He turned off Sean's light, and walked out of the room.
Sean sighed as he laid on his back. *Maybe for once, things will work out.*
The next day, Sean called Ashley and got Ellie's phone number. He dialed the number, but hung up before it even rang once. *Maybe she knows I'm not good enough for her.* He thought about trying again, but was too afraid of what she'd say.
Ellie sat be the phone, waiting for a call from Sean, but it never came. *Maybe he knows I not worth anything.*
Soon Monday came around, and Ellie and Sean had both convinced themselves that what had happened was a mistake.
Ellie walked down the hall, not caring about the people staring at her; she was used to it. *Just another exciting day at Degrassi Community School!*
She opened her locker, and heard a familiar voice, "Where were you yesterday?"
Ellie let out a deep breath. Ashley was one of her best friends, but right now, she didn't feel like talking.
"At home," Ellie answered simply as she pulled a text book out of her locker.
Ashley shrugged, "I called and nobody answered," she lowered her voice, "Ellie, is everything okay?"
Ellie closed her locker, "Everything's fine Ash," she readjusted her messenger bag, and started down the hallway.
She was surprised that Ashley didn't follow her, but she was also relieved. Ellie rolled her eyes at all of the posters hanging up on the walls, advertising the upcoming dance.
As she turned the corner, she ran straight into someone.
"Watch where you're going," Ellie scolded.
"Hey, Ellie, have you seen Ash?" Ellie looked up, and saw that the person that had run into her was Craig.
He knelt down, and helped her pick up her stuff, "Yeah, she was over there," Ellie pointed in the direction she had just come from.
"Thanks Ellie," Craig handed her a notebook she had dropped. The bell rang, and Craig waved goodbye.
Ellie nodded, and walked to her first period class. She sat down in Media Immersion, and waited for the class to begin. The class was slowly filling up, so she decided to check her email. Ellie slightly smiled when she saw she had two emails. With Marco always out with Dylan, and Ashley busy with her own problems, Ellie didn't get much email.
The first one was from Ashley, asking where she had been on Sunday. The second was form Paige:
From: A1chick What's going on?
To: NOlabels,
Hey Ellie! Dylan said he saw you and Sean at The Dot on Saturday night! Is something going on between you two?! Hun, I'm happy if you've found someone, but Sean isn't exactly the best person in the world. I don't think that id would be a good idea for you and him to get involved, especially with all the other stress in your life.
Did you hear about the dance?! It's going to be great! I don't know who I'm going to go with . . .you probably already heard how I broke up with Spin. I'm tired of putting up with his homophobia, and he's been acting real immature. Well, I'll talk to you later!
~Paige~
Ellie sighed as she deleted the email. *She told Spin.* Sean hadn't told anybody about what had happened outside of The Dot on Saturday. But now, Ellie knew. *Paige was right about Spinner being immature, but what's new?* Ellie prayed that he wouldn't tell anybody else about her cutting.
*Why does she always have to have the gossip on everybody?* Ellie shook her head. *She thinks Sean isn't a good person to hang around with.*She felt anger boiling up insider her. Not only had Paige spilled her secret again, she had the nerve to tell her who she should and shouldn't hang out with!
Ellie glared at Paige as she entered the room. Paige didn't seem to notice as she smiled and waved at her.
The tardy bell, and Mr. Simpson started class.
Sean slid off his brother's motorcycle, and waved goodbye as Tracker took off. He removed his helmet, and began to walk up the steps of Degrassi Community School.
As he reached the double doors, he heard someone call his name, "Hey, Cameron,'
"Crap," Sean muttered to himself as he turned to face the voice from the street. *I really don't feel like talking to Jay.
Jay motioned for Sean to come down to him. *Don't do it.* Sean told himself. *Ellie and Tracker are right. I shouldn't hang out with him.* At the thought of Ellie's name, he realized that he didn't want to be at school right now. He decided to take his chances with Jay, so he started to walk back down the steps.
*I wonder what he's going to say about Saturday night.* Sean had fought those few members of the gang that had tried to pick a fight with Jay. He himself had never been stupid enough to go after Jay. Sure, Jay did lots of things Sean didn't agree with, but he was Jay's right-hand-man, so he went along with them.
When he first started hanging out with them, some people in the crew felt that Sean didn't "earn" his spot in the gang. There had been many occasions when somebody would try to jump him, but Sean had always managed to kiss their ass. Soon, everybody knew Sean could beat them up, and decided to leave him alone, though they were still angry at him. On Saturday night, when Jay had given them the opportunity to gang up on him, they took it. On Monday morning, everyone was certain that Jay wouldn't speak to Sean again.
When Jay called Sean over, Towerz looked at Jay, completely disgusted. *What the hell? Sean insulted Jay, and tried to beat him up! So why is he calling him over right now?* Towerz watched the inner struggle Sean was having. *He's probably afraid of us.* As Sean started to come toward them, a small smile played on Towerz lips. *If Jay ain't gonna make him pay . . .I will.*
A/N:
Thanks for the reviews! A special thanks to Ellectra and Poppyseed for reviewing practically every chapter! :) ! Another thanks to PsYcHoJo , I love your story "Numb" ! I'll try to update as soon as possible!
~*Sammi~*~
Eventually they pulled away, and Ellie was searching Sean's eyes for answers. She didn't find any, cause he was just as amazed and confused as she was. He suddenly felt the pain from his split lip returning, and began to stand up.
"Um, Ellie, I should probably be going home . . . Tracker's expecting me and all . . ." Ellie nodded promptly.
Sean stood up and started to open the door. He paused, and turned to look back at her. Soon as he made eye contact with her, he felt a tingling sensation in his stomach. He quickly shut the door behind him, and leaned against it. *What the hell was that? Did I just get the infamous "butterflies"? What is up with this girl?*
Sean sighed, then headed toward the livingroom. He saw Ellie's mom passed out on the couch, and the images of his parents clouded his memory. He looked toward the bathroom door, and decided that she'd be in there a while, trying to figure things out.
Sean walked over to the couch, and grabbed a few bottles off the coffee table. He walked into the kitchen, and poured any remaining liquid down the sink, and filled them with equal amounts of water.
As he walked toward the front door, he replaced the bottles onto the coffee table, and walked outside. *This isn't how I act. I don't get nervous around girls. I don't feel uncomfortable silences with girls. What the hell is up with this girl?*
*What just happened?* Ellie thought to herself as she sat on the tile floor of the bathroom. *I should've stopped him. We need to talk about this.* She let out a deep breath. *What am I thinking? It was just an accident. There's nothing to talk about. I'll just forget about this. He probably just got caught up in the moment. Nobody would kiss me on purpose.*
Ellie slowly got up, and walked to the livingroom. She could hear her mom moaning, so she walked over to the couch. Ellie saw some vomit on the floor, and began to clean it up. After she finished, she grabbed the bottles on the coffee table, and walked to the kitchen sink. As she opened them, she prepared herself for the vile scent of alcohol, and was surprised when she hardly smelled any. As she poured the liquid down the sink, she noticed how much clearer it was.
She refilled the bottles with water and set them back on the table. Ellie headed to her room to listen to some music, and forget about the crazy day she had.
"What the hell happened to you?" Tracker asked as Sean entered the house.
Sean ignored him and hobbled toward his room, but Tracker followed him, "Who did you fight with?"
Sean tried to disregard his questions, but Tracker wouldn't shut-up, "Sean, did Jay and all of them have something to do with this? I told you they were a bad influence."
"Sometimes I forget which one of us is supposed to be the irritating little brother," Sean mumbled as he pulled off his sweatshirt.
Tracker smirked as he leaned against the doorframe of Sean's room, "What happened?"
"Didn't you already ask that?" Sean asked as he slipped out of his pants, and put on a pair of sweats.
"Going to bed?" Tracker asked.
Sean rolled his eyes and straightened out his white wife-beater. He winced as he laid on his bed, for his side had many bruises. Sean stared at the ceiling, and waited for Tracker to leave.
Finally, Tracker realized that Sean wasn't going to tell him how he had gotten his face rearranged. He turned off Sean's light, and walked out of the room.
Sean sighed as he laid on his back. *Maybe for once, things will work out.*
The next day, Sean called Ashley and got Ellie's phone number. He dialed the number, but hung up before it even rang once. *Maybe she knows I'm not good enough for her.* He thought about trying again, but was too afraid of what she'd say.
Ellie sat be the phone, waiting for a call from Sean, but it never came. *Maybe he knows I not worth anything.*
Soon Monday came around, and Ellie and Sean had both convinced themselves that what had happened was a mistake.
Ellie walked down the hall, not caring about the people staring at her; she was used to it. *Just another exciting day at Degrassi Community School!*
She opened her locker, and heard a familiar voice, "Where were you yesterday?"
Ellie let out a deep breath. Ashley was one of her best friends, but right now, she didn't feel like talking.
"At home," Ellie answered simply as she pulled a text book out of her locker.
Ashley shrugged, "I called and nobody answered," she lowered her voice, "Ellie, is everything okay?"
Ellie closed her locker, "Everything's fine Ash," she readjusted her messenger bag, and started down the hallway.
She was surprised that Ashley didn't follow her, but she was also relieved. Ellie rolled her eyes at all of the posters hanging up on the walls, advertising the upcoming dance.
As she turned the corner, she ran straight into someone.
"Watch where you're going," Ellie scolded.
"Hey, Ellie, have you seen Ash?" Ellie looked up, and saw that the person that had run into her was Craig.
He knelt down, and helped her pick up her stuff, "Yeah, she was over there," Ellie pointed in the direction she had just come from.
"Thanks Ellie," Craig handed her a notebook she had dropped. The bell rang, and Craig waved goodbye.
Ellie nodded, and walked to her first period class. She sat down in Media Immersion, and waited for the class to begin. The class was slowly filling up, so she decided to check her email. Ellie slightly smiled when she saw she had two emails. With Marco always out with Dylan, and Ashley busy with her own problems, Ellie didn't get much email.
The first one was from Ashley, asking where she had been on Sunday. The second was form Paige:
From: A1chick What's going on?
To: NOlabels,
Hey Ellie! Dylan said he saw you and Sean at The Dot on Saturday night! Is something going on between you two?! Hun, I'm happy if you've found someone, but Sean isn't exactly the best person in the world. I don't think that id would be a good idea for you and him to get involved, especially with all the other stress in your life.
Did you hear about the dance?! It's going to be great! I don't know who I'm going to go with . . .you probably already heard how I broke up with Spin. I'm tired of putting up with his homophobia, and he's been acting real immature. Well, I'll talk to you later!
~Paige~
Ellie sighed as she deleted the email. *She told Spin.* Sean hadn't told anybody about what had happened outside of The Dot on Saturday. But now, Ellie knew. *Paige was right about Spinner being immature, but what's new?* Ellie prayed that he wouldn't tell anybody else about her cutting.
*Why does she always have to have the gossip on everybody?* Ellie shook her head. *She thinks Sean isn't a good person to hang around with.*She felt anger boiling up insider her. Not only had Paige spilled her secret again, she had the nerve to tell her who she should and shouldn't hang out with!
Ellie glared at Paige as she entered the room. Paige didn't seem to notice as she smiled and waved at her.
The tardy bell, and Mr. Simpson started class.
Sean slid off his brother's motorcycle, and waved goodbye as Tracker took off. He removed his helmet, and began to walk up the steps of Degrassi Community School.
As he reached the double doors, he heard someone call his name, "Hey, Cameron,'
"Crap," Sean muttered to himself as he turned to face the voice from the street. *I really don't feel like talking to Jay.
Jay motioned for Sean to come down to him. *Don't do it.* Sean told himself. *Ellie and Tracker are right. I shouldn't hang out with him.* At the thought of Ellie's name, he realized that he didn't want to be at school right now. He decided to take his chances with Jay, so he started to walk back down the steps.
*I wonder what he's going to say about Saturday night.* Sean had fought those few members of the gang that had tried to pick a fight with Jay. He himself had never been stupid enough to go after Jay. Sure, Jay did lots of things Sean didn't agree with, but he was Jay's right-hand-man, so he went along with them.
When he first started hanging out with them, some people in the crew felt that Sean didn't "earn" his spot in the gang. There had been many occasions when somebody would try to jump him, but Sean had always managed to kiss their ass. Soon, everybody knew Sean could beat them up, and decided to leave him alone, though they were still angry at him. On Saturday night, when Jay had given them the opportunity to gang up on him, they took it. On Monday morning, everyone was certain that Jay wouldn't speak to Sean again.
When Jay called Sean over, Towerz looked at Jay, completely disgusted. *What the hell? Sean insulted Jay, and tried to beat him up! So why is he calling him over right now?* Towerz watched the inner struggle Sean was having. *He's probably afraid of us.* As Sean started to come toward them, a small smile played on Towerz lips. *If Jay ain't gonna make him pay . . .I will.*
A/N:
Thanks for the reviews! A special thanks to Ellectra and Poppyseed for reviewing practically every chapter! :) ! Another thanks to PsYcHoJo , I love your story "Numb" ! I'll try to update as soon as possible!
~*Sammi~*~