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Slamming Doors: Chapter Five
Door without a Key
Dylan's game was a success. They won three to one. Marco found himself screaming Dylan on most of the game. Paige even envied his persistency. (She always stopped cheering halfway through) Marco should be on the cheerleading squad...
The holiday season is nearing, and Degrassi is decorated brightly with red and green. Everyone loves the holidays... however Marco convinced himself Santa wouldn't be bringing toys for him this year. Twenty-four, if not more hours, he was going to have to spend in his house with his parents, constant parental advisory. This was going to suck.
"Love the pitcher less and... the water... more, cool, what is that?" Marco sat on the floor cleaning the bottom of his locker. Dylan snuck up behind him like usual. Marco looked up at him grinning; he had a pen in his mouth and couldn't exactly talk. Dylan chuckled at his glowing face. "Lemme help you." Dylan pulled pen out of his mouth. Marco blushed and looked down at his hands.
"That quote? Ellie gave it to me. She thought I'd like it. It's pretty cool, right? Marco stood up and brushed the dirt of his butt and legs.
"Yeah it is. So how about me and you see a movie tonight." Dylan pulled a leaf out of Marco's hair... He didn't gloat on how it got there.
"Sure, what movie do you have in mind?" Marco blushed as he watched the leaf fall. Then he closed his locker, slowly still looking at Dylan's blue eyes.
"Well I was thinking... what the hell happened to your locker?!" Dylan yelled staring at the orange spray paint on Marco's locker. He rubbed it with his knuckles, and then looked down at Marco.
"W-well... it was like that when I got here this morning." Marco said guilt fully. He felt like he should be ashamed for the writing. Marco looked at the writing. Q-U-E-E-R. Is what was written so thoughtlessly on his locker door.
"Did you tell anyone?!" Dylan was obviously insulted.
"No, it doesn't matter... it's Christmas break... I don't really care anyway." Marco made himself smile.
"Marco..." Dylan wouldn't have taken it so lightly. Dylan looked at the Italian black-haired boy. He was so brave, but he had no idea of it. He closeted himself... but not the way he thinks he has. He's closed himself from the world. It was like his built a wall around himself. He was beginning to knock down those walls... but he was still so blind, and oblivious, to himself, and just about everyone around him.
"So what was the movie you wanted to see?" Marco looked at Dylan, and he realized he was staring at him with an accusing yet worried expression plastered on his face.
"Uh, sorry. Well we'll figure it out when we get there. I'll pick you up at six that way we can stop for food." Dylan dug in his pocket for something, obviously sidetracked, like he'd forgotten something.
"Right... okay..." Marco stared at Dylan's hands which seemed convinced there was something in Dylan's jeans.
"Oh' I'll see you then!" With that Dylan ran off, swinging his bag around his left shoulder as he went. Marco stared at the place where Dylan was just standing.
"Ooookay..." Marco put his backpack on and took one last look at his vandalized locker before walking home. Jimmy and everyone probably walked home without him again... they probably assumed Marco would get a ride with Dylan, as did Marco. However, Dylan wasn't on earth today. When Marco walked out of the school he saw Craig just walking around the corner of Degrassi. Marco strutted after him. He stopped mid-way when he saw Craig handing something to Jay. Jay... why Jay? Why would Craig be giving something to Jay?
"Yo, Marco!" Marco turned around quickly. He looked at Spinner who was across the street from him. Marco walked across the street and ended up walking home with Spinner. Spinner was getting better, he really was. Marco told Spinner about his date with Dylan later that night. Spinner replied with the usually 'Del-Studly' nickname. Marco laughed when he realized this was the first time Spinner called him that in awhile. The last must have been when Ellie and him went to the beach.
When Marco got home, there wasn't anyone home. Marco took advantage of that and decided to leave a note and then just go to Jimmy's until six. The less time he would have to spend in that hell-house the better. It was literally like Satan's lair there, no sanctuary at all. Lord Rosiel must be pissed.
Marco scribbled a note and placed it on the kitchen table. He then ran out of his house. He was wearing the nicest outfit he could find. He whistled and almost danced down the street to Jimmy's house.
'Joy to the world' was playing in his mind and he smiled widely. He felt safe for the rest of the day.
He arrived at Jimmy's house, but only to find that he wasn't home. Marco figured his dad was home and decided to take him shopping for his Christmas presents. Jimmy wasn't very pleased with his dad's way of showing his affection, but Marco would kill for any affection from his dad right now.
Marco concluded he would go to Craig's. When he knocked on Craig's door, Joey answered, only to tell him that Craig hadn't come home from school yet.
Marco was at a loss. He had freedom for the rest of the day and there was no one to share it with. He didn't want to go to Dylan's; he felt it would be rude to intrude on him. His last resort was Spinner. He would've easily walked over to Ellie's but she was enjoying the evening with Sean. Spinner... man oh' man... he didn't want to see Spinner right now. To bad though... cause as fate would have it...
"Yo, Marco!"
"Hey, Spin..." Marco turned around; he wasn't even a foot off of Craig's doorstep.
"Hey, Craig's not there?"
"Nope... he's not." Marco wasn't very enthusiastic with their meeting.
"Oh'... What are you doing?" Spinner asked Marco as he watched him gloom fully walk toward him.
"Where is everyone? Jimmy and Craig..."
"Will be found on a milk carton next week," Spinner laughed, finding himself amusing. Marco stared at him with a blank expression, not as amused. "Anyway, aren't you going somewhere later?"
"Yeah, but I don't want to be home right now..." Marco searched Spinner's face for a reaction, he was expecting a train a questions from him, but he just bluntly stared.
"Oh', well I'm headed over to Paige's house, you wanna' come? You look kind of... pathetic wandering around."
"Thanks... and no thanks, I don't want to do, that I mean... it'd be rude... to..."
"Please, be a dude for a second, and swallow your... pride... er whatever just come, loser."
"Okay..." Marco wanted to come, clearly.
They started walking towards Paige's house. Marco was extremely distraught the entire time, and Spinner couldn't refrain from belching half the time. He said he had to get it all out, or else Paige would smack him. Marco thought long and hard if he and Dylan would ever be like Spinner and Paige. The thought either scared him, or made him smile.
When Spinner knocked on the door his heart jolted when he saw Dylan open the screen and so gracefully stick his head out.
"Paige here?" Spinner tried to see around Dylan.
"Yeah. Hey Marco, thought I was picking you up?" Dylan gave his cute pretend smile.
"Oh' uh yeah, but actually no ones at my house right now... sorry I didn't mean... to... like... intrude er... yeah..." Marco rubbed his shoulder and blushed.
"Marco, it's alright. Come in guys." Dylan opened the door all the way.
Spinner walked right in and sat on the couch. There happened to be a bowl of chips and cheese on the table so he made himself at home. Marco and Dylan both watched this and looked at each other laughing.
"Well since you here, I guess I'll go change. Urm... I'll be right back." Dylan ran up the stairs to his room, at a speed of two steps per leap."
Marco stood at the bottom of the stairs completely dumbfounded. He looked over at Spinner and decided to join him.
"Hey, Spin... since when does Craig hang out with Jay?" Marco asked pondering over that afternoon.
"Oh' how'd you find out?" Spinner asked with food gushing out of his mouth and onto Marco's shirt.
"Ew... Spin... what do you mean 'how did I find out'?" Marco shifted on the couch so he could see Spinner's face.
"Well..." He stopped to stuff his face. "You know how your locker was all messed with?" Spinner said still with food crumbling from his mouth.
"Yeah... but what does that..." Marco stopped himself thinking of all the horrible possibilities.
"Well... Jay did."
"Well... like I knew that... but..."
"Er... Craig saw them, and he tried to stop them... but he couldn't. Jay told Craig that if he told anyone, that he would do it to his locker too... and he also said he would quote, 'vandalize' unquote Ashley and Manny's lockers too."
"So then why was he giving Jay something after school?" Marco asked horrified.
"Oh' right, he fifty dollars."
"Why... Spinner! Stop stuffing your face and tell me!" Marco nudged him in the shoulder.
"Ugh, How hard if it to figure out? He was paying him not to vandalize his and their lockers."
"That doesn't make sense! Why did he have to pay him, he could have just threatened to tell on him..."
"Oh' right I forgot, if he didn't he said he'd beat the living crap out of you." Spinner wasn't fazed, he just kept eating.
"Wha... Craig..." Marco felt so guilty now.
"Oh' crap... fifty bucks... that's actually a lot." Marco just stared at him; he was the kind to have delayed reactions though.
"Why didn't you tell me this, you idiot!" Marco stood up.
"Hey now." Spinner licked his fingers to pick up the remaining chips.
"I have to find Craig!" Marco speed-walked out of Dylan's house and toward Craig's. When he got there an agitated Joey answered saying he still hadn't returned.
Marco was beyond overwhelmed. Before it was okay, his locker was vandalize, oh' well life goes on, but having Craig suffer for it just down right sucked. He couldn't even pay Craig back until the end of the month. Jay was such an ass hole. How dense do you get, dragging Craig into his own little fetishes. Marco gritted his teeth.
Marco sat down slowly on Craig's front steps. He jammed his head into his knees. Things were twisting and turning like no tomorrow. One minute he was happy to be himself, and the next minute he was bringing other people down. Life is so unfair.
"Hey... Marco?" Craig tapped Marco on the shoulder.
"Craig, Oh' my god, like, I'm so sorry man, I had no idea! You should have told me!" Marco stood up quickly. His face was sincere.
"Ha ha, about what?" Craig walked up to his door.
"You know... I'll pay you back I swear..."
"What... I told him not... arg... why should you have to pay me back? It had nothing to do with you?"
"Spin said-"Marco was confused.
"Ignore Spin." Craig knocked on his door.
"Craig... I know okay... so it's no big deal I have money, I can pay you back. You didn't have to get into it I mean like... I can stand up for my self." Marco wasn't backing down.
"Right, I gotta' go, don't worry about it." With that Craig closed his front door. Marco was even more upset then before. Either Craig wasn't lying or he was just being really stubborn. He stared at the closed door.
"Right..." Marco headed back to Dylan's.
"Dude, where have you been? Dylan's looking for you." Spinner hadn't moved from his position on the couch. However he was joined by Paige.
"Marco cutie, fix your hair it's all over the place." Paige looked at him with that face and that voice.
"Oh' uhh... where's Dylan?" Marco looked up the stairs.
"I think he went to your house. Call his cell phone, you two better hurry up though." Marco was guessing that Paige wanted to be alone with Spinner. However, Spinner's only concern was with the food before his greedy paws.
"Right..." Marco felt out of place... once again. He dialed Dylan's number. He picked up and Marco explained embarrassingly how he had forgotten 'something.' Then Dylan headed back to the house to pick him up.
"I'm really sorry about that... I didn't mean to make you go out of your way..." Marco got into Dylan's convertible. Dylan laughed
"Don't worry about it."
Dylan and Marco rode to the theaters in almost complete silence. When they arrived Dylan bought the tickets. Marco felt bad again... Then like usual Dylan calmed him down. Marco bought popcorn for the two of them.
Marco always loved going to the movies with Dylan. Dylan usually took his hand in his and they held their hands together the whole time. Marco was always in pure bliss. He loved the little things.
The movie they went to see was the kind of movie Marco preferred. It was a romance comedy with his favorite actress. Marco cried at the end. He tried so hard to cover it up, but Dylan noticed and laughed at him. He was laughing the entire way out of the theaters.
"Oh' my... that was good... better then the actual movie I think." Dylan finally caught his breath.
"Hey, shut up." Marco playfully punched his shoulder.
Disclaimer: blah blah... I don't own Marco... blah ....SNIFF....SNIFF...
Slamming Doors: Chapter Five
Door without a Key
Dylan's game was a success. They won three to one. Marco found himself screaming Dylan on most of the game. Paige even envied his persistency. (She always stopped cheering halfway through) Marco should be on the cheerleading squad...
The holiday season is nearing, and Degrassi is decorated brightly with red and green. Everyone loves the holidays... however Marco convinced himself Santa wouldn't be bringing toys for him this year. Twenty-four, if not more hours, he was going to have to spend in his house with his parents, constant parental advisory. This was going to suck.
"Love the pitcher less and... the water... more, cool, what is that?" Marco sat on the floor cleaning the bottom of his locker. Dylan snuck up behind him like usual. Marco looked up at him grinning; he had a pen in his mouth and couldn't exactly talk. Dylan chuckled at his glowing face. "Lemme help you." Dylan pulled pen out of his mouth. Marco blushed and looked down at his hands.
"That quote? Ellie gave it to me. She thought I'd like it. It's pretty cool, right? Marco stood up and brushed the dirt of his butt and legs.
"Yeah it is. So how about me and you see a movie tonight." Dylan pulled a leaf out of Marco's hair... He didn't gloat on how it got there.
"Sure, what movie do you have in mind?" Marco blushed as he watched the leaf fall. Then he closed his locker, slowly still looking at Dylan's blue eyes.
"Well I was thinking... what the hell happened to your locker?!" Dylan yelled staring at the orange spray paint on Marco's locker. He rubbed it with his knuckles, and then looked down at Marco.
"W-well... it was like that when I got here this morning." Marco said guilt fully. He felt like he should be ashamed for the writing. Marco looked at the writing. Q-U-E-E-R. Is what was written so thoughtlessly on his locker door.
"Did you tell anyone?!" Dylan was obviously insulted.
"No, it doesn't matter... it's Christmas break... I don't really care anyway." Marco made himself smile.
"Marco..." Dylan wouldn't have taken it so lightly. Dylan looked at the Italian black-haired boy. He was so brave, but he had no idea of it. He closeted himself... but not the way he thinks he has. He's closed himself from the world. It was like his built a wall around himself. He was beginning to knock down those walls... but he was still so blind, and oblivious, to himself, and just about everyone around him.
"So what was the movie you wanted to see?" Marco looked at Dylan, and he realized he was staring at him with an accusing yet worried expression plastered on his face.
"Uh, sorry. Well we'll figure it out when we get there. I'll pick you up at six that way we can stop for food." Dylan dug in his pocket for something, obviously sidetracked, like he'd forgotten something.
"Right... okay..." Marco stared at Dylan's hands which seemed convinced there was something in Dylan's jeans.
"Oh' I'll see you then!" With that Dylan ran off, swinging his bag around his left shoulder as he went. Marco stared at the place where Dylan was just standing.
"Ooookay..." Marco put his backpack on and took one last look at his vandalized locker before walking home. Jimmy and everyone probably walked home without him again... they probably assumed Marco would get a ride with Dylan, as did Marco. However, Dylan wasn't on earth today. When Marco walked out of the school he saw Craig just walking around the corner of Degrassi. Marco strutted after him. He stopped mid-way when he saw Craig handing something to Jay. Jay... why Jay? Why would Craig be giving something to Jay?
"Yo, Marco!" Marco turned around quickly. He looked at Spinner who was across the street from him. Marco walked across the street and ended up walking home with Spinner. Spinner was getting better, he really was. Marco told Spinner about his date with Dylan later that night. Spinner replied with the usually 'Del-Studly' nickname. Marco laughed when he realized this was the first time Spinner called him that in awhile. The last must have been when Ellie and him went to the beach.
When Marco got home, there wasn't anyone home. Marco took advantage of that and decided to leave a note and then just go to Jimmy's until six. The less time he would have to spend in that hell-house the better. It was literally like Satan's lair there, no sanctuary at all. Lord Rosiel must be pissed.
Marco scribbled a note and placed it on the kitchen table. He then ran out of his house. He was wearing the nicest outfit he could find. He whistled and almost danced down the street to Jimmy's house.
'Joy to the world' was playing in his mind and he smiled widely. He felt safe for the rest of the day.
He arrived at Jimmy's house, but only to find that he wasn't home. Marco figured his dad was home and decided to take him shopping for his Christmas presents. Jimmy wasn't very pleased with his dad's way of showing his affection, but Marco would kill for any affection from his dad right now.
Marco concluded he would go to Craig's. When he knocked on Craig's door, Joey answered, only to tell him that Craig hadn't come home from school yet.
Marco was at a loss. He had freedom for the rest of the day and there was no one to share it with. He didn't want to go to Dylan's; he felt it would be rude to intrude on him. His last resort was Spinner. He would've easily walked over to Ellie's but she was enjoying the evening with Sean. Spinner... man oh' man... he didn't want to see Spinner right now. To bad though... cause as fate would have it...
"Yo, Marco!"
"Hey, Spin..." Marco turned around; he wasn't even a foot off of Craig's doorstep.
"Hey, Craig's not there?"
"Nope... he's not." Marco wasn't very enthusiastic with their meeting.
"Oh'... What are you doing?" Spinner asked Marco as he watched him gloom fully walk toward him.
"Where is everyone? Jimmy and Craig..."
"Will be found on a milk carton next week," Spinner laughed, finding himself amusing. Marco stared at him with a blank expression, not as amused. "Anyway, aren't you going somewhere later?"
"Yeah, but I don't want to be home right now..." Marco searched Spinner's face for a reaction, he was expecting a train a questions from him, but he just bluntly stared.
"Oh', well I'm headed over to Paige's house, you wanna' come? You look kind of... pathetic wandering around."
"Thanks... and no thanks, I don't want to do, that I mean... it'd be rude... to..."
"Please, be a dude for a second, and swallow your... pride... er whatever just come, loser."
"Okay..." Marco wanted to come, clearly.
They started walking towards Paige's house. Marco was extremely distraught the entire time, and Spinner couldn't refrain from belching half the time. He said he had to get it all out, or else Paige would smack him. Marco thought long and hard if he and Dylan would ever be like Spinner and Paige. The thought either scared him, or made him smile.
When Spinner knocked on the door his heart jolted when he saw Dylan open the screen and so gracefully stick his head out.
"Paige here?" Spinner tried to see around Dylan.
"Yeah. Hey Marco, thought I was picking you up?" Dylan gave his cute pretend smile.
"Oh' uh yeah, but actually no ones at my house right now... sorry I didn't mean... to... like... intrude er... yeah..." Marco rubbed his shoulder and blushed.
"Marco, it's alright. Come in guys." Dylan opened the door all the way.
Spinner walked right in and sat on the couch. There happened to be a bowl of chips and cheese on the table so he made himself at home. Marco and Dylan both watched this and looked at each other laughing.
"Well since you here, I guess I'll go change. Urm... I'll be right back." Dylan ran up the stairs to his room, at a speed of two steps per leap."
Marco stood at the bottom of the stairs completely dumbfounded. He looked over at Spinner and decided to join him.
"Hey, Spin... since when does Craig hang out with Jay?" Marco asked pondering over that afternoon.
"Oh' how'd you find out?" Spinner asked with food gushing out of his mouth and onto Marco's shirt.
"Ew... Spin... what do you mean 'how did I find out'?" Marco shifted on the couch so he could see Spinner's face.
"Well..." He stopped to stuff his face. "You know how your locker was all messed with?" Spinner said still with food crumbling from his mouth.
"Yeah... but what does that..." Marco stopped himself thinking of all the horrible possibilities.
"Well... Jay did."
"Well... like I knew that... but..."
"Er... Craig saw them, and he tried to stop them... but he couldn't. Jay told Craig that if he told anyone, that he would do it to his locker too... and he also said he would quote, 'vandalize' unquote Ashley and Manny's lockers too."
"So then why was he giving Jay something after school?" Marco asked horrified.
"Oh' right, he fifty dollars."
"Why... Spinner! Stop stuffing your face and tell me!" Marco nudged him in the shoulder.
"Ugh, How hard if it to figure out? He was paying him not to vandalize his and their lockers."
"That doesn't make sense! Why did he have to pay him, he could have just threatened to tell on him..."
"Oh' right I forgot, if he didn't he said he'd beat the living crap out of you." Spinner wasn't fazed, he just kept eating.
"Wha... Craig..." Marco felt so guilty now.
"Oh' crap... fifty bucks... that's actually a lot." Marco just stared at him; he was the kind to have delayed reactions though.
"Why didn't you tell me this, you idiot!" Marco stood up.
"Hey now." Spinner licked his fingers to pick up the remaining chips.
"I have to find Craig!" Marco speed-walked out of Dylan's house and toward Craig's. When he got there an agitated Joey answered saying he still hadn't returned.
Marco was beyond overwhelmed. Before it was okay, his locker was vandalize, oh' well life goes on, but having Craig suffer for it just down right sucked. He couldn't even pay Craig back until the end of the month. Jay was such an ass hole. How dense do you get, dragging Craig into his own little fetishes. Marco gritted his teeth.
Marco sat down slowly on Craig's front steps. He jammed his head into his knees. Things were twisting and turning like no tomorrow. One minute he was happy to be himself, and the next minute he was bringing other people down. Life is so unfair.
"Hey... Marco?" Craig tapped Marco on the shoulder.
"Craig, Oh' my god, like, I'm so sorry man, I had no idea! You should have told me!" Marco stood up quickly. His face was sincere.
"Ha ha, about what?" Craig walked up to his door.
"You know... I'll pay you back I swear..."
"What... I told him not... arg... why should you have to pay me back? It had nothing to do with you?"
"Spin said-"Marco was confused.
"Ignore Spin." Craig knocked on his door.
"Craig... I know okay... so it's no big deal I have money, I can pay you back. You didn't have to get into it I mean like... I can stand up for my self." Marco wasn't backing down.
"Right, I gotta' go, don't worry about it." With that Craig closed his front door. Marco was even more upset then before. Either Craig wasn't lying or he was just being really stubborn. He stared at the closed door.
"Right..." Marco headed back to Dylan's.
"Dude, where have you been? Dylan's looking for you." Spinner hadn't moved from his position on the couch. However he was joined by Paige.
"Marco cutie, fix your hair it's all over the place." Paige looked at him with that face and that voice.
"Oh' uhh... where's Dylan?" Marco looked up the stairs.
"I think he went to your house. Call his cell phone, you two better hurry up though." Marco was guessing that Paige wanted to be alone with Spinner. However, Spinner's only concern was with the food before his greedy paws.
"Right..." Marco felt out of place... once again. He dialed Dylan's number. He picked up and Marco explained embarrassingly how he had forgotten 'something.' Then Dylan headed back to the house to pick him up.
"I'm really sorry about that... I didn't mean to make you go out of your way..." Marco got into Dylan's convertible. Dylan laughed
"Don't worry about it."
Dylan and Marco rode to the theaters in almost complete silence. When they arrived Dylan bought the tickets. Marco felt bad again... Then like usual Dylan calmed him down. Marco bought popcorn for the two of them.
Marco always loved going to the movies with Dylan. Dylan usually took his hand in his and they held their hands together the whole time. Marco was always in pure bliss. He loved the little things.
The movie they went to see was the kind of movie Marco preferred. It was a romance comedy with his favorite actress. Marco cried at the end. He tried so hard to cover it up, but Dylan noticed and laughed at him. He was laughing the entire way out of the theaters.
"Oh' my... that was good... better then the actual movie I think." Dylan finally caught his breath.
"Hey, shut up." Marco playfully punched his shoulder.