I own no Degrassi characters and only wish to own two: Jimmy and Ashley. Depth is the name of the game and I hope that you enjoy this tale. Read and respond, please. I'm not sure if I have to put a disclaimer on each page, so just to be on the safe side, get used to seeing this message...
Chapter One:
Refugee at Twilight
We were steadily getting restless from these endless mathematical equations and other. Spin had dozed off on the floor with his legs crossed so that you had to step over him if you wanted to get to the bathroom or kitchen or anything. Marco's eyes were half closed as he ran his fingers through his hair mumbling some nonsense language that I'm not familiar with. But Craig was glued to books, never even blinking. It was definitely time to turn in the towel. If we failed, we failed, but having all these folks at my house half-sleep and half-crazy wasn't gonna happen.
"All right," I said, startling Marco, "I think it's quitting time. If you got it, you got it; if you don't, well..." They got the clue. Waking Spinner up, they piled out and headed home to what I'm sure were argumentative parents talking about how they shouldn't've waited until the last minute to study. I am free from that burden. Unfortunately.
They left, finally, and I decided to shower before I hit the sack instead of in the morning. Naked in front of the mirror, I looked myself over. Light-skinned with curly hair, a nice sized dick (but not right now, its cold), not exactly built but toned, a nice ass (for some reason the chicks dig a guy with booty), and a fine, handsome face. I stepped into the running water letting it soak me thoroughly. Washing up every inch of my body, I dried off and got in bed. (I sleep in the nude; my folks are never home so there's no need for clothing.)
My eyes closed at twelve o'clock midnight and opened again at one. It was completely dark, but I couldn't get myself to slumber again, so I decided to hit the computer and see if anyone else was unable to sleep. My buddy list said Ashley was logged on. Ashley?
Hey, what are you doing? I instant messaged her.
Huh? Jimmy are you still up? I'm just reviewing some more math. This crap is really working my nerves. What are you doing? I received in under a minute.
Nothing. I couldn't sleep. Wanna take a break and chat?
Sure, why not?
Even though our relationship had failed on several occasions, Ash and I were still cool. I still loved her and I think she still loved me, but it was clear that we would—no, could—never work out.
So how has life be going.
Horribly as usually. What about you. Anything new?
I got a mole on my dick.
W.T.H.?
Just kidding, but I'm really for some peace.
What do you mean? Peace?
You know me Ash. I'm not what everyone thinks I am?
Mr. Perfect? Mr. Bachelor of the School? Mr. Star basketball player? Mr. Playboy? Shall I go on?
That exactly what I mean. (Though I do disagree on that star basketball thing.) I'm not perfect though I wish I was. Life is hell for me just like everyone else. I'm just as much as an outcast as the next.
Just not socially?
Right...I know it makes no sense and I should be happy for my popularity and crap...
It makes perfect sense!
Don't sound so sad about it.
Sorry, but I read about it in a book. A lot of popular people are popular because they're so popular. Or so imperfect. But popularity puts a smokescreen up so that its hard for people to befriend and know the real you.
Come again.
;::Sigh:: Like, we were know as Degrassi Picture Perfect Couple.
Yeah. And?
And we weren't! And we knew we weren't but we pretended to just because we thought we had to. Right?
Yeah...You have a point.
How did Ashley get so insightful? She was never this real when we were dating. She was always...so...right.
I don't know how to put it into words, but you're not being you.
Tell me more about this book.
ou wanna come over and see it?
lol?
No, I'm serious. My parents are out of town, and Toby's on some computer geek trip. So, just come over.
And you're serious?
Yeah.
Well, lemme put some clothes on and I'll be right over.
My penthouse hotel room was about thirty minutes away from the Kerwin's residence, so I through on my clothes for the day, brushed my teeth and stuff, grabbed my stuff for school and was out of the door. (Another aspect of barely having parents is that you have no curfew.)
I stood at Ashley's doorstep and rang the doorbell. It was super cold, the hairs on my limbs were standing up on edge. As I waited, the many times I came over to hang out with Ashley, help Toby with his game, and eat dinner with the Kerwins popped up in my mind. As pleasant as they were, I knew those day would and could never come again. Me and Ashley were through even if our love and friendship wasn't. The door opened, and at the cold breeze, Ashley quickly rushed me inside.
"Chilly, huh?" I greeted as she led me upstairs to her room. Just looking at that living room placed dread inside of me. I hated the very moment I came to the party that marked the end of us two. And here I was again. It seemed like ages ago though it was barely two years ago.
"Yeah. At two o'clock in the morning, it's freezing," she laughed. What a beautiful laugh it was. Doing my best not to look back fondly of memories, the presence of Ashley, even as a punk was intoxicating. This was a mistake. Then and there I knew that something that I would regret was going to take place...