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, Aeris, J&A's parents, and the plot. WARNING:MUSHY, MAY INCLUDE FLUFFY BUNNY-NESS! ALSO INCLUDES SELF-ABUSE!
Hey everyone, I'm really sorry about not updating for so long, but I've been busy, and I've had writers block. Anyways, here's the new chapter and thanks for reading!
With all the sadness revolving around the school, everyone could've used a bit of a pick me up right about now. Meanwhile, Paige was dragging Hazel to Ms. Sovet's office all but kicking and screaming.
"Paige!" Hazel exclaimed as she tried to pull away "I...AM...FINE!"
"Fine?" Paige asked, still pulling her "Hazel, after what you showed me I know you're not. If you can't tell me why, at least tell Ms. Sovet, she can help you."
"But she'll tell my parents! They would totally freak!" said Hazel
"That's the point. They need to know! If you could keep doing this, you might kill yourself, and I don't know how much more of death DCS can take! I'll be here in an hour to walk you home." Paige said and shoved Hazel through the door
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On the other side of the school, Jazz was helping J.T. study for his vocabulary test, though J.T. seemed even more out of it than usual.
"Ideogram."
"...."
"J.T. hello, I'm speaking here."
"Sorry, what?"
"Ideogram. Spell it."
"Um, I - D - E - O - G - R - A - M."
"Hey, I think you're finally getting this!" Jazz said excitedly
"Great." J.T. said without much enthusiasm
Jazz sighed. "Do you want to talk about it?"
"It's just...Manny was like, one of the nicest, people I knew. I just, I don't think she deserved what she got. And even more, how could someone want to do that to anyone? I mean, that's just sick, to kidnap some random person, set off a bomb in the school, and to kill someone that way. How does someone get pleasure from that?" J.T. continued to talk until he had talked himself into silence, and Jazz simply say quietly, listening to every word.
"I know how you feel. I mean not exactly, I didn't really know Manny very well. But, everything that person did, was just so wrong, in every sense of the word. But, all we can do is hope that the person who did all of this is caught and just try to remember the happiest times we had with her. I remember something my mom told me, after my grandma died. I think it was "People come and go, but their memory lasts forever." Hopefully we can all have some closure with this, after her funeral." Jazz said quietly.
As the bell rang to signal the end of after-school activities, they both jumped and said quick goodbyes to catch their rides.
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Hazel sat nervously in her chair, facing Ms. Sovet and fingering the sleeve of her shirt, wishing she could get a hold of her razor. They were half an hour into the session, and the most they'd gotten done was that Hazel had finally showed someone besides Paige her scars and scabs.
"Can you maybe tell me why you cut?" Ms. Sovet asked hopefully
Hazel took a deep breath, anything to escape the need to cut again she decided, and so she said, "It's like, a way for me to have control. Recently, things have been spinning totally out of proportion for me. I mean, my school work is piling up, my parents are not only fighting, but they keep talking to me about my future and what THEY want ME to do for a living. It just seemed like this was the only way to slow things down. All the pain, all the stress, went away with each an every neat little line or shape I made."
Her eyes widened. 'Did I just say that?' she thought to herself.
"Well, it looks like our time is up" said Ms. Sovet as the bell rang "but I think we're definitely getting somewhere with this. Can I trust you to come back the same time tomorrow for another session?"
Hazel hesitated for a minute "Yeah. Tomorrow after school, I'll remember, I promise." she said and turned to go
Then she stopped and turned around. "Ms. Sovet?"
"Yes Hazel?"
"Here." she said, and she gave Ms. Sovet her Exacto knife.
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Cause I'm broken when I'm open
And I don't feel like I am strong enough
Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away.
Seether, Broken
a/n: Once again I'm SO sorry for not updating in months. Hope you liked the chapter! Please R/R! "It would make Pustulio happy to see reviews! Don't you WANT to make Pustulio happy?!"
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, Aeris, J&A's parents, and the plot. WARNING:MUSHY, MAY INCLUDE FLUFFY BUNNY-NESS! ALSO INCLUDES SELF-ABUSE!
Hey everyone, I'm really sorry about not updating for so long, but I've been busy, and I've had writers block. Anyways, here's the new chapter and thanks for reading!
With all the sadness revolving around the school, everyone could've used a bit of a pick me up right about now. Meanwhile, Paige was dragging Hazel to Ms. Sovet's office all but kicking and screaming.
"Paige!" Hazel exclaimed as she tried to pull away "I...AM...FINE!"
"Fine?" Paige asked, still pulling her "Hazel, after what you showed me I know you're not. If you can't tell me why, at least tell Ms. Sovet, she can help you."
"But she'll tell my parents! They would totally freak!" said Hazel
"That's the point. They need to know! If you could keep doing this, you might kill yourself, and I don't know how much more of death DCS can take! I'll be here in an hour to walk you home." Paige said and shoved Hazel through the door
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On the other side of the school, Jazz was helping J.T. study for his vocabulary test, though J.T. seemed even more out of it than usual.
"Ideogram."
"...."
"J.T. hello, I'm speaking here."
"Sorry, what?"
"Ideogram. Spell it."
"Um, I - D - E - O - G - R - A - M."
"Hey, I think you're finally getting this!" Jazz said excitedly
"Great." J.T. said without much enthusiasm
Jazz sighed. "Do you want to talk about it?"
"It's just...Manny was like, one of the nicest, people I knew. I just, I don't think she deserved what she got. And even more, how could someone want to do that to anyone? I mean, that's just sick, to kidnap some random person, set off a bomb in the school, and to kill someone that way. How does someone get pleasure from that?" J.T. continued to talk until he had talked himself into silence, and Jazz simply say quietly, listening to every word.
"I know how you feel. I mean not exactly, I didn't really know Manny very well. But, everything that person did, was just so wrong, in every sense of the word. But, all we can do is hope that the person who did all of this is caught and just try to remember the happiest times we had with her. I remember something my mom told me, after my grandma died. I think it was "People come and go, but their memory lasts forever." Hopefully we can all have some closure with this, after her funeral." Jazz said quietly.
As the bell rang to signal the end of after-school activities, they both jumped and said quick goodbyes to catch their rides.
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Hazel sat nervously in her chair, facing Ms. Sovet and fingering the sleeve of her shirt, wishing she could get a hold of her razor. They were half an hour into the session, and the most they'd gotten done was that Hazel had finally showed someone besides Paige her scars and scabs.
"Can you maybe tell me why you cut?" Ms. Sovet asked hopefully
Hazel took a deep breath, anything to escape the need to cut again she decided, and so she said, "It's like, a way for me to have control. Recently, things have been spinning totally out of proportion for me. I mean, my school work is piling up, my parents are not only fighting, but they keep talking to me about my future and what THEY want ME to do for a living. It just seemed like this was the only way to slow things down. All the pain, all the stress, went away with each an every neat little line or shape I made."
Her eyes widened. 'Did I just say that?' she thought to herself.
"Well, it looks like our time is up" said Ms. Sovet as the bell rang "but I think we're definitely getting somewhere with this. Can I trust you to come back the same time tomorrow for another session?"
Hazel hesitated for a minute "Yeah. Tomorrow after school, I'll remember, I promise." she said and turned to go
Then she stopped and turned around. "Ms. Sovet?"
"Yes Hazel?"
"Here." she said, and she gave Ms. Sovet her Exacto knife.
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Cause I'm broken when I'm open
And I don't feel like I am strong enough
Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away.
Seether, Broken
a/n: Once again I'm SO sorry for not updating in months. Hope you liked the chapter! Please R/R! "It would make Pustulio happy to see reviews! Don't you WANT to make Pustulio happy?!"