Ellie Nash nervously walked up the steps of Degrassi Community School. Her
tan bag was slung over her right shoulder and her red hair was pulled back
with a purple elastic band. Nervously Ellie grabbed the handle; she paused
for a second wondering if she should go in. No Turning Back, she told
herself pushing open the door and walking into the busy hallways of her old
school.
"All new students for grades 8 and above please report to the administrative office as soon as possible. Maps are located by the front door and students will be happy to show you to the office. Thank you and have a nice day," their principal Mr. Raditch said over the intercom system.
Ellie looked towards the ground and pushed her way through the throng of students towards the administrative office. She joined a short line of students, mostly grade 8 and 9s.
"Next," the secretary called looking at Ellie. She stepped forward and presented the woman with her transfer cards and health record.
"Eleanor Nash, grade 10," the secretary said looking over the transfer cards. She typed Nash, Eleanor into the computer to retrieve Ellie's schedule.
"I'd prefer to be called Ellie, ma'am," she said as the printer whirled into action.
"Ellie...Ellie Nash? Darlin' how are you doing? Comin' back to Degrassi at last," the secretary said lowering her glasses and looking straight into Ellie's red face.
"Um...hello Mrs. Burns, nice to see you again," Ellie said nervously.
Ellie knew that everyone at Degrassi would recognize her. It had only been six month since she left un-expectantly. Inside her there was a little bit of hope she could go unrecognized until she graduated.
"You'll be in Mr. Simpson's homeroom. You remember him, right?" Mrs. Burns said handing over the schedule to Ellie.
"Er...yes. Oh, it's getting pretty late. I should get to class. Nice seeing you," she said hurrying out of the office and down the hallway to Mr. Simpson's class.
In the MI lab her fellow 10th graders were talking, comparing schedules and checking their E-mail. Ellie sat in the back, empty chairs surrounding her. She checked her schedule. Kwan for English, Armstrong for Math, Havanova for Science, Thompson for History and Simpson for Media Immersions.
"So the vampire came out," said a cruel voice from in front of Ellie. She looked up and saw Paige Michalchuk and Hazel Aden standing over her.
"Leave me alone Paige, please," she said softly. She wanted no trouble with the most popular girls in the grade.
"She talks. Look Hazel she drank some blood, her face is turning red," sneered Paige. She and Hazel laughed and turned around to sit next to Spinner Mason and Jimmy Brooks.
"Sorry I'm late class but let's get down to business!" Mr. Simpson said coming into the classroom carrying a stack of papers in his hand, his book bag weighed down with books and his lap top.
Ellie noticed his blond hair was growing back thicker than before. She assumed his chemotherapy was over and the family was doing fine.
"Now, attendance: Aden, Hazel...here..." Mr. Simpson went through the list. Ellie swore the whole class turned their heads when they heard her name called.
"Max Peters...is there a Max Peters in this classroom?" called Mr. Simpson.
The classroom door wiped open revealing a tall guy dressed in grunge clothes, his greasy black hair falling into his dark, enchanting eyes.
"I'm Max," he said nodding towards Mr. Simpson.
"Homeroom began ten minutes ago Mr. Peters. Because you're a new student I'll let this pass but from now on come on time. Sit in the back next to Miss Nash," Mr. Simpson said pointing to the desk next to Ellie.
As he walked over her heart rose. Max Peters was sitting next to her! As he drew close she felt a strong bad boy vibe coming from him, yet a strong, caring man who would be their for her.
Ellie looked over at Max. Thirty minutes each day sitting next to Max Peters was much better than learning she had completed therapy. Much better.
"All new students for grades 8 and above please report to the administrative office as soon as possible. Maps are located by the front door and students will be happy to show you to the office. Thank you and have a nice day," their principal Mr. Raditch said over the intercom system.
Ellie looked towards the ground and pushed her way through the throng of students towards the administrative office. She joined a short line of students, mostly grade 8 and 9s.
"Next," the secretary called looking at Ellie. She stepped forward and presented the woman with her transfer cards and health record.
"Eleanor Nash, grade 10," the secretary said looking over the transfer cards. She typed Nash, Eleanor into the computer to retrieve Ellie's schedule.
"I'd prefer to be called Ellie, ma'am," she said as the printer whirled into action.
"Ellie...Ellie Nash? Darlin' how are you doing? Comin' back to Degrassi at last," the secretary said lowering her glasses and looking straight into Ellie's red face.
"Um...hello Mrs. Burns, nice to see you again," Ellie said nervously.
Ellie knew that everyone at Degrassi would recognize her. It had only been six month since she left un-expectantly. Inside her there was a little bit of hope she could go unrecognized until she graduated.
"You'll be in Mr. Simpson's homeroom. You remember him, right?" Mrs. Burns said handing over the schedule to Ellie.
"Er...yes. Oh, it's getting pretty late. I should get to class. Nice seeing you," she said hurrying out of the office and down the hallway to Mr. Simpson's class.
In the MI lab her fellow 10th graders were talking, comparing schedules and checking their E-mail. Ellie sat in the back, empty chairs surrounding her. She checked her schedule. Kwan for English, Armstrong for Math, Havanova for Science, Thompson for History and Simpson for Media Immersions.
"So the vampire came out," said a cruel voice from in front of Ellie. She looked up and saw Paige Michalchuk and Hazel Aden standing over her.
"Leave me alone Paige, please," she said softly. She wanted no trouble with the most popular girls in the grade.
"She talks. Look Hazel she drank some blood, her face is turning red," sneered Paige. She and Hazel laughed and turned around to sit next to Spinner Mason and Jimmy Brooks.
"Sorry I'm late class but let's get down to business!" Mr. Simpson said coming into the classroom carrying a stack of papers in his hand, his book bag weighed down with books and his lap top.
Ellie noticed his blond hair was growing back thicker than before. She assumed his chemotherapy was over and the family was doing fine.
"Now, attendance: Aden, Hazel...here..." Mr. Simpson went through the list. Ellie swore the whole class turned their heads when they heard her name called.
"Max Peters...is there a Max Peters in this classroom?" called Mr. Simpson.
The classroom door wiped open revealing a tall guy dressed in grunge clothes, his greasy black hair falling into his dark, enchanting eyes.
"I'm Max," he said nodding towards Mr. Simpson.
"Homeroom began ten minutes ago Mr. Peters. Because you're a new student I'll let this pass but from now on come on time. Sit in the back next to Miss Nash," Mr. Simpson said pointing to the desk next to Ellie.
As he walked over her heart rose. Max Peters was sitting next to her! As he drew close she felt a strong bad boy vibe coming from him, yet a strong, caring man who would be their for her.
Ellie looked over at Max. Thirty minutes each day sitting next to Max Peters was much better than learning she had completed therapy. Much better.