Title: New Beginnings
Rating: PG-13
Summary: JT and Emma, the new freshman at Pittsburgh University, meet up with the experienced sophomores Paige, Spinner and Craig. (General, Drama & Romance)
Disclaimer: I don't own the "Degrassi" characters. But I own the story and all other characters. And if I quote something, I will give proper credit.
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Chapter Seven: Aftermath
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Paige and Spinner saw and heard the entire thing.
"Wow." Was all Spinner said. "Thank God that she is gone."
Paige was in shock and a big smile appeared on her face. "See! I told you that he wanted Emma! And did you see that kiss? It went on for practically ever! And Emma returned it! So she is into him too!"
"Paige, dear, just because she returned the kiss doesn't mean she's into him. She probably only went along with it to help him get rid of his tramp of a girlfriend." Spinner pointed out.
"Yea... But... Ugh! They are in love. They have a history." Paige said. "Even though it's not like a 'Dawson and Joey' history, it's still a history. They're going to end up really falling for each other. I just know it."
"Well in the meantime, we've been here for hours and we still haven't danced." Spinner said getting up. "Care to join me?" He flashed a sexy grin.
Paige accepted and followed him out onto the floor.
Emma walked back to the bar and ordered a beer. 'I don't care. I'm mad. I'm pissed off. And I'm hurt. "Oh I'm sorry that wasn't supposed to happen." Well Craig, it did. And I liked it. And apparently all you want is my friendship, and to use me to get rid of slutty girlfriends.' She took a swig of her beer and decided to hang around for a bit longer, then head back to her dorm. She found a table way in the back and sat down.
Craig tried to chase after Emma but got tied up in everyone dancing. By the time he got back to the bar, she was already gone. 'Dammit... She's probably so mad at me right now. I can't believe I said that to her. I mean that was a total low blow and I didn't mean it like that.'
An hour or two passed and Emma was at the bottom of her second beer. She was debating on whether to find Paige and see if she wanted to head back or to get another drink but her thoughts were interrupted.
"Excuse me? But is this seat taken?" A young man asked, pointing down at a chair next to Emma while holding her beer in the other.
She looked up about to say get lost when she quickly got lost in the most piercing blue eyes she ever saw. The young man had beach blonde hair and was wearing a blue muscle shirt, that did indeed fulfill the name "muscle shirt" and khaki shorts. He had high cheekbones and a dark tan. 'Ohh... he is amazingly hott.'
"Well that all depends." Emma said, looking up.
The young man laughed. "On what?"
"On your intentions." She joked.
"Well, in that case. I think I should take the seat then." He smiled as he sat down. "I hope you're over the age of 21."
"And why's that? Are you a cop?"
"Haha, no, fortunately. You just better be careful about how many beers you drink. Rumor has it that alcohol can do crazy things to you." He said, leaning in closer and pointing through many people to the dance floor.
Emma looked over to see what he was pointing at. She noticed a bunch of guys swaggering and such on the dance floor. They were all holding beers and one had already passed out. 'Oh wow he even smells good.'
"Well thank you for the advice but this is only my second one. I was debating on whether or not to get another but you interrupted me."
"Well pardon me, I wouldn't have came over if there was a sign saying you didn't want to be bothered. Maybe you should try that next time." He said giving off a "smart ass" smirk.
"Nice come back. But I was just being honest. I never said I didn't want to be bothered." Emma retorted.
"So do you want one?"
"Want what?" She asked, completely forgetting what the conversation was about.
"Clever. But I mean do you want another drink?" He asked.
"Oh, no. I think I'm good. I'm starting to hit my limit." She replied.
"Well in that case. I'll be right back." The mystery man got up and headed to the bar. Minutes later he returned with a cup for Emma and a beer for him. "Drink this." He said. "It'll help-"
Emma interrupted him. "Don't for one minute think you can try to get me drunk just so you can take advantage of me. I'm not some dumb blonde that just came in off the streets."
"Once again, jumping to conclusions. As much as I would like to ..oh how do you say.. Take advantage of you, this is a glass of water. It'll help down the alcohol. So you don't get any more drunk or buzzed than you already are."
"Oh, well still. How do I know you didn't put anything in it? Such as a drug or something?" Emma said, giving him a look.
He rolled his eyes. "Fine." He said taking the glass of water and drank the entire thing in a matter of seconds. "Come on, get up." He said grabbing her hand.
"What are you doing?" She said trying to break his grip. But she couldn't, it was too tight.
He dragged her back to the bar. "Can I have another water please?" He said to the bartender. The mystery man gave the glass to Emma. "There, are you happy now? Now you know it hasn't been tampered with."
"Well thank you Mr. Nobel One!" Emma said sarcastically. "It's not everyday you find a guy who is actually honest."
"Well I didn't say that." He said walking back to the table they were previously at.
"So you're a dishonest obnoxious man who does come to parties such as this one to take advantage of drunken girls?" She said sitting down.
He laughed. "No. Not lately. I did that once. My freshman year. My buddies dared me to do it. But as soon as I got the girl outside, I just walked her home."
"Oh, so you're old then?" Emma asked.
"No. I'm not old either. I'm going to be a sophomore. And I already know that you are a freshman."
"And how do you know that? Are you a psychic? Who can read into the future?" She said exaggerating the word 'future' or have you been stalking me for the" she looked down at her watch. "the past 8 hours that I've been here?"
"No. And I didn't know you've only been here for a day. I know you're a freshman because one, if you weren't, I would have seen you around last year, and two, upperclassmen wouldn't dress "all out" for a party like this, such as you did."
"What are you saying? That I'm an over dressed little freshman who doesn't know anything?"
"Pretty much." He smirked.
"Then why did you even bother trying to sit down at my table in the first place? And why are you being nice to me? I don't even know you're name!"
"Damn, you stop with the twenty questions. I-"
"EMMA! There you are! I've been looking EVERYWHERE for you! Are you ready to head back?" Paige said sitting down on the other side of her friend and looking at the guy who was already sitting at the table.
"We probably should. It's starting to get late. Where's JT and Faith?"
"Oh, they left hours ago. I don't know where they are actually. And I don't think I want to. They were all eyes for each other the entire way here."
"Oh geeze. Well okay, give me a minute and I'll meet you at the door." Emma said.
Paige nodded and walked away, not even giving the guy a second glance.
"Friend of yours?" He asked, after she left.
"Yea, if you're a sophomore, then you should probably know her. She's one too."
"You're right. I should. I mean I've seen her around, but I don't know her personally."
"Ah. I see. Well I should be going." She said getting up and taking a few sips of her 'untouched' water.
"Do you want me to walk you back to the dorms? Pittsburgh 'nightlife' does tend to get a bit crazy. And with a beautiful girl like you out there, along with your friend, you never know what sicko might try to bother you two."
"Awe, that's cute. Thanks for the offer but her boyfriend is also going to be walking with us. So we won't be alone. And don't worry, the only person that has bothered me in this 'crazy nightlife' was you."
"Hey! Are you calling me a sicko? And you already said that I wasn't bothering you."
Emma rolled her eyes. "I'm not calling you a sicko. I didn't realize you actually paid attention to your conversations. Good job! I'm just clarifying that I'm not drunk and that I think I can handle the walk back to my dorm. I may be a freshman, but I am a big girl!"
"I can see that."
The club was beginning to clear out and from their table they could see Paige and Spinner getting a bit antsy.
"I really need to get going. So if you would so kindly wrap up what you want to say? Or I'll just leave you here for you to talk to thin air." She said and began to walk to the main entrance.
He grabbed her arm. "I bothered trying to sit down at your table because you looked a bit lonely. I am being nice to you because that's just how I am. I do not now or ever had any intentions of hitting on you tonight. Even though you probably don't believe me, I'm not like most guys who are perverts just looking for a good time. And my name, well Emma, I think you're smart and clever enough to find that out on your own. Goodnight, have a safe walk back." He said, staring at her as he let go of her arm and walked away in the opposite direction, and went out of sight as he turned a corner.
Emma, standing there in total shock of what just happened, threw out her glass, smiled, and walked over to Paige and Spinner. Not even giving a second thought to what happened out on the dance floor when she first got there.
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Ahhh I had a blast writing this chapter too! I decided to re-write this afterward though. So this is my second "chapter 7". The first one, I realized was really dull. So hopefully you enjoyed this one! =) And please keep up the great reviews! It's what keeps me going writing chapter after chapter!
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Rating: PG-13
Summary: JT and Emma, the new freshman at Pittsburgh University, meet up with the experienced sophomores Paige, Spinner and Craig. (General, Drama & Romance)
Disclaimer: I don't own the "Degrassi" characters. But I own the story and all other characters. And if I quote something, I will give proper credit.
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Chapter Seven: Aftermath
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Paige and Spinner saw and heard the entire thing.
"Wow." Was all Spinner said. "Thank God that she is gone."
Paige was in shock and a big smile appeared on her face. "See! I told you that he wanted Emma! And did you see that kiss? It went on for practically ever! And Emma returned it! So she is into him too!"
"Paige, dear, just because she returned the kiss doesn't mean she's into him. She probably only went along with it to help him get rid of his tramp of a girlfriend." Spinner pointed out.
"Yea... But... Ugh! They are in love. They have a history." Paige said. "Even though it's not like a 'Dawson and Joey' history, it's still a history. They're going to end up really falling for each other. I just know it."
"Well in the meantime, we've been here for hours and we still haven't danced." Spinner said getting up. "Care to join me?" He flashed a sexy grin.
Paige accepted and followed him out onto the floor.
Emma walked back to the bar and ordered a beer. 'I don't care. I'm mad. I'm pissed off. And I'm hurt. "Oh I'm sorry that wasn't supposed to happen." Well Craig, it did. And I liked it. And apparently all you want is my friendship, and to use me to get rid of slutty girlfriends.' She took a swig of her beer and decided to hang around for a bit longer, then head back to her dorm. She found a table way in the back and sat down.
Craig tried to chase after Emma but got tied up in everyone dancing. By the time he got back to the bar, she was already gone. 'Dammit... She's probably so mad at me right now. I can't believe I said that to her. I mean that was a total low blow and I didn't mean it like that.'
An hour or two passed and Emma was at the bottom of her second beer. She was debating on whether to find Paige and see if she wanted to head back or to get another drink but her thoughts were interrupted.
"Excuse me? But is this seat taken?" A young man asked, pointing down at a chair next to Emma while holding her beer in the other.
She looked up about to say get lost when she quickly got lost in the most piercing blue eyes she ever saw. The young man had beach blonde hair and was wearing a blue muscle shirt, that did indeed fulfill the name "muscle shirt" and khaki shorts. He had high cheekbones and a dark tan. 'Ohh... he is amazingly hott.'
"Well that all depends." Emma said, looking up.
The young man laughed. "On what?"
"On your intentions." She joked.
"Well, in that case. I think I should take the seat then." He smiled as he sat down. "I hope you're over the age of 21."
"And why's that? Are you a cop?"
"Haha, no, fortunately. You just better be careful about how many beers you drink. Rumor has it that alcohol can do crazy things to you." He said, leaning in closer and pointing through many people to the dance floor.
Emma looked over to see what he was pointing at. She noticed a bunch of guys swaggering and such on the dance floor. They were all holding beers and one had already passed out. 'Oh wow he even smells good.'
"Well thank you for the advice but this is only my second one. I was debating on whether or not to get another but you interrupted me."
"Well pardon me, I wouldn't have came over if there was a sign saying you didn't want to be bothered. Maybe you should try that next time." He said giving off a "smart ass" smirk.
"Nice come back. But I was just being honest. I never said I didn't want to be bothered." Emma retorted.
"So do you want one?"
"Want what?" She asked, completely forgetting what the conversation was about.
"Clever. But I mean do you want another drink?" He asked.
"Oh, no. I think I'm good. I'm starting to hit my limit." She replied.
"Well in that case. I'll be right back." The mystery man got up and headed to the bar. Minutes later he returned with a cup for Emma and a beer for him. "Drink this." He said. "It'll help-"
Emma interrupted him. "Don't for one minute think you can try to get me drunk just so you can take advantage of me. I'm not some dumb blonde that just came in off the streets."
"Once again, jumping to conclusions. As much as I would like to ..oh how do you say.. Take advantage of you, this is a glass of water. It'll help down the alcohol. So you don't get any more drunk or buzzed than you already are."
"Oh, well still. How do I know you didn't put anything in it? Such as a drug or something?" Emma said, giving him a look.
He rolled his eyes. "Fine." He said taking the glass of water and drank the entire thing in a matter of seconds. "Come on, get up." He said grabbing her hand.
"What are you doing?" She said trying to break his grip. But she couldn't, it was too tight.
He dragged her back to the bar. "Can I have another water please?" He said to the bartender. The mystery man gave the glass to Emma. "There, are you happy now? Now you know it hasn't been tampered with."
"Well thank you Mr. Nobel One!" Emma said sarcastically. "It's not everyday you find a guy who is actually honest."
"Well I didn't say that." He said walking back to the table they were previously at.
"So you're a dishonest obnoxious man who does come to parties such as this one to take advantage of drunken girls?" She said sitting down.
He laughed. "No. Not lately. I did that once. My freshman year. My buddies dared me to do it. But as soon as I got the girl outside, I just walked her home."
"Oh, so you're old then?" Emma asked.
"No. I'm not old either. I'm going to be a sophomore. And I already know that you are a freshman."
"And how do you know that? Are you a psychic? Who can read into the future?" She said exaggerating the word 'future' or have you been stalking me for the" she looked down at her watch. "the past 8 hours that I've been here?"
"No. And I didn't know you've only been here for a day. I know you're a freshman because one, if you weren't, I would have seen you around last year, and two, upperclassmen wouldn't dress "all out" for a party like this, such as you did."
"What are you saying? That I'm an over dressed little freshman who doesn't know anything?"
"Pretty much." He smirked.
"Then why did you even bother trying to sit down at my table in the first place? And why are you being nice to me? I don't even know you're name!"
"Damn, you stop with the twenty questions. I-"
"EMMA! There you are! I've been looking EVERYWHERE for you! Are you ready to head back?" Paige said sitting down on the other side of her friend and looking at the guy who was already sitting at the table.
"We probably should. It's starting to get late. Where's JT and Faith?"
"Oh, they left hours ago. I don't know where they are actually. And I don't think I want to. They were all eyes for each other the entire way here."
"Oh geeze. Well okay, give me a minute and I'll meet you at the door." Emma said.
Paige nodded and walked away, not even giving the guy a second glance.
"Friend of yours?" He asked, after she left.
"Yea, if you're a sophomore, then you should probably know her. She's one too."
"You're right. I should. I mean I've seen her around, but I don't know her personally."
"Ah. I see. Well I should be going." She said getting up and taking a few sips of her 'untouched' water.
"Do you want me to walk you back to the dorms? Pittsburgh 'nightlife' does tend to get a bit crazy. And with a beautiful girl like you out there, along with your friend, you never know what sicko might try to bother you two."
"Awe, that's cute. Thanks for the offer but her boyfriend is also going to be walking with us. So we won't be alone. And don't worry, the only person that has bothered me in this 'crazy nightlife' was you."
"Hey! Are you calling me a sicko? And you already said that I wasn't bothering you."
Emma rolled her eyes. "I'm not calling you a sicko. I didn't realize you actually paid attention to your conversations. Good job! I'm just clarifying that I'm not drunk and that I think I can handle the walk back to my dorm. I may be a freshman, but I am a big girl!"
"I can see that."
The club was beginning to clear out and from their table they could see Paige and Spinner getting a bit antsy.
"I really need to get going. So if you would so kindly wrap up what you want to say? Or I'll just leave you here for you to talk to thin air." She said and began to walk to the main entrance.
He grabbed her arm. "I bothered trying to sit down at your table because you looked a bit lonely. I am being nice to you because that's just how I am. I do not now or ever had any intentions of hitting on you tonight. Even though you probably don't believe me, I'm not like most guys who are perverts just looking for a good time. And my name, well Emma, I think you're smart and clever enough to find that out on your own. Goodnight, have a safe walk back." He said, staring at her as he let go of her arm and walked away in the opposite direction, and went out of sight as he turned a corner.
Emma, standing there in total shock of what just happened, threw out her glass, smiled, and walked over to Paige and Spinner. Not even giving a second thought to what happened out on the dance floor when she first got there.
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Ahhh I had a blast writing this chapter too! I decided to re-write this afterward though. So this is my second "chapter 7". The first one, I realized was really dull. So hopefully you enjoyed this one! =) And please keep up the great reviews! It's what keeps me going writing chapter after chapter!
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