What I Like About You
By:MissUnderstdPoet
Summary: J.T. finally found a girl worthy enough to replace Paige, her name is Jasmine Wong ("Call me Jazz") and she's new. Oh yeah and did I mention she's in Grade 9, hangs with Ashley, Ellie and Terri, (she's friends with Ashley again in this FF)AND his Language Arts tutor? Plus Hazel has a secret that could end up killing her, why else would she be skipping cheerleading practices and sports games all of a sudden?
Disclaimer: I don't own anything from Degrassi:The Next Generation, don't sue me blah blah blah. I own Jazz, Angie, J&A's parents, and the plot. WARNING:MUSHY, MAY INCLUDE FLUFFY BUNNY-NESS! ALSO INCLUDES SELF-ABUSE!
I wrote the poem you're going to read in this chapter so please review and tell me what you think of it. I'll try to boost the Hazel scenes, sorry about the lack of them, I haven't had much depressed inspiration lately. Anyways, here's the next chapter, I hope you like it! ^_^
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The next day, the entire school was worried, Manny still hadn't shown up and no one knew what to do. But everyone was making a noticeable effort to pretend that everything was ok. And of course there are some things you just can't stop.
Jazz was sitting alone in a dim corner of the library, writing in a notebook with her right hand, and eating lunch with her left. She had her headphones on while rock music blared from them. And that's where J.T. found her.
"Writing an essay?" J.T. asked as he approached her
"Poems, but not for Kwan's class." she said without looking up
"Well can I hear one?" J.T asked
"Maybe someday, it depends I guess." she answered closing her notebook and looking up
"Anyways, why did you come looking for me, need help on an assignment or something?" Jazz asked
"Well actually no, I just wanted to ask you something." J.T. answered nervously
Hazel had been practically dragged to school by Paige, who said she should see the guidance couselor if she won't tell her what's going on.
"Paige this is my problem, I'm fine!" she exclaimed
"Yeah well that shirt you threw into your hamper that was covered in blood didn't look fine to me." Paige answered firmly
"Paige! I haven't cut since last night alright?! I don't need to go to the guidance counselor!" Hazel yelled, people stared but she didn't care
"Hazel, if that shirt hadn't cut off your blood flow last night you would've DIED from blood loss, do you realize that?" Paige asked softly
"Well guess what? I didn't. I'm fine get over it, it's so yesterday." Hazel answered angrily
"Ask away." Jazz said
"Would you go out with me? Just one date, then if you don't like me you'll never hear from me again!" J.T. said quickly
"...I'll think about it." Jazz and answered and then gathered her stuff and left
Later in Kwan's class Hazel had just finished reading her poem aloud and Spinner and Jimmy were snickering behind their hands. Hazel sat down and put her head in her hands, she overheard them, judging by that her poem was horrible. Jazz was one of the last to go. She sighed, stood up, and began reading.
"I Know What It's Like
I know what it's like
To be caught in mysterious undertoe
To feel like you're drowning
And to have no one ever know
I know what it's like
To fall into life's quicksand
Slowly sinking, and
Still not knowing where you stand
I know what it's like
When you want to hurt yourself on the outside
To numb the pain that lies within
To realize that there's no where for you to hide
I know what it's like
To want to end it all
When everything's gone wrong
And then you get back up just to trip and fall
But I didn't do those things
So I'm supposed to be okay
But maybe I'm not alright
Maybe I'm just silently fading away
The room fell silent and Hazel could only remember one part of the poem, the third stanza.
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Take me away, 'cause I don't wanna be found. I should learn to speak up when enough is enough, and I'm wanting out.
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a/n:Sorry this chap. was short. No inspiration lately. If you find yourself screaming for updates, read my other FFs. Read 'Game of Love' first! Please R/R! "It would make Pustulio happy to see reviews, don't you WANT to make Pustulio happy?" Next Chapter: Dinner and a Movie
By:MissUnderstdPoet
Summary: J.T. finally found a girl worthy enough to replace Paige, her name is Jasmine Wong ("Call me Jazz") and she's new. Oh yeah and did I mention she's in Grade 9, hangs with Ashley, Ellie and Terri, (she's friends with Ashley again in this FF)AND his Language Arts tutor? Plus Hazel has a secret that could end up killing her, why else would she be skipping cheerleading practices and sports games all of a sudden?
Disclaimer: I don't own anything from Degrassi:The Next Generation, don't sue me blah blah blah. I own Jazz, Angie, J&A's parents, and the plot. WARNING:MUSHY, MAY INCLUDE FLUFFY BUNNY-NESS! ALSO INCLUDES SELF-ABUSE!
I wrote the poem you're going to read in this chapter so please review and tell me what you think of it. I'll try to boost the Hazel scenes, sorry about the lack of them, I haven't had much depressed inspiration lately. Anyways, here's the next chapter, I hope you like it! ^_^
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The next day, the entire school was worried, Manny still hadn't shown up and no one knew what to do. But everyone was making a noticeable effort to pretend that everything was ok. And of course there are some things you just can't stop.
Jazz was sitting alone in a dim corner of the library, writing in a notebook with her right hand, and eating lunch with her left. She had her headphones on while rock music blared from them. And that's where J.T. found her.
"Writing an essay?" J.T. asked as he approached her
"Poems, but not for Kwan's class." she said without looking up
"Well can I hear one?" J.T asked
"Maybe someday, it depends I guess." she answered closing her notebook and looking up
"Anyways, why did you come looking for me, need help on an assignment or something?" Jazz asked
"Well actually no, I just wanted to ask you something." J.T. answered nervously
Hazel had been practically dragged to school by Paige, who said she should see the guidance couselor if she won't tell her what's going on.
"Paige this is my problem, I'm fine!" she exclaimed
"Yeah well that shirt you threw into your hamper that was covered in blood didn't look fine to me." Paige answered firmly
"Paige! I haven't cut since last night alright?! I don't need to go to the guidance counselor!" Hazel yelled, people stared but she didn't care
"Hazel, if that shirt hadn't cut off your blood flow last night you would've DIED from blood loss, do you realize that?" Paige asked softly
"Well guess what? I didn't. I'm fine get over it, it's so yesterday." Hazel answered angrily
"Ask away." Jazz said
"Would you go out with me? Just one date, then if you don't like me you'll never hear from me again!" J.T. said quickly
"...I'll think about it." Jazz and answered and then gathered her stuff and left
Later in Kwan's class Hazel had just finished reading her poem aloud and Spinner and Jimmy were snickering behind their hands. Hazel sat down and put her head in her hands, she overheard them, judging by that her poem was horrible. Jazz was one of the last to go. She sighed, stood up, and began reading.
"I Know What It's Like
I know what it's like
To be caught in mysterious undertoe
To feel like you're drowning
And to have no one ever know
I know what it's like
To fall into life's quicksand
Slowly sinking, and
Still not knowing where you stand
I know what it's like
When you want to hurt yourself on the outside
To numb the pain that lies within
To realize that there's no where for you to hide
I know what it's like
To want to end it all
When everything's gone wrong
And then you get back up just to trip and fall
But I didn't do those things
So I'm supposed to be okay
But maybe I'm not alright
Maybe I'm just silently fading away
The room fell silent and Hazel could only remember one part of the poem, the third stanza.
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Take me away, 'cause I don't wanna be found. I should learn to speak up when enough is enough, and I'm wanting out.
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a/n:Sorry this chap. was short. No inspiration lately. If you find yourself screaming for updates, read my other FFs. Read 'Game of Love' first! Please R/R! "It would make Pustulio happy to see reviews, don't you WANT to make Pustulio happy?" Next Chapter: Dinner and a Movie