AUTHORS NOTE: Once again, if I get reviews I'll update quicker - there are only a few chapters left! I've started on my sequel to this – it won't disappoint you! Look for it soon. I know this is poorly written – I apologize. Once again, I don't own Degrassi, just Callie and her family.
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"Paige – have you seen Callie?" Craig asked, shouting over the rap music, trying to disattach Paige from Spinner. Paige reluctantly turned around.
"PAIGE! When was the last time you saw Callie?" Craig said, shaking her.
"Geez Craig you sure know how to ruin a good time...and leave her alone, she's free to be with who she wants. After all, its not like you're a couple." Paige ran her fingers through her blonde hair and fixed her crop top. He stared at her coldly.
"She went off with Sean somewhere, I think I saw them go..."
But before she could finish, Craig bolted down the hallway, shoving people out of the way and knocking cans over. He went and pounded on every door, shouting hysterically over the music.
"Callie? Callie? CALLIE?" He said, knocking insanely on the first door down the narrow hallway. Jimmy eventually came over and opened the door just a crack, with red lipstick all over his face.
"Dude? Ever heard of privacy?"
"Sorry Jimmy, its just..." Craig shook his head and went to the next door, while Jimmy, with a puzzled expression, watched him run down the hallway. But before Craig could bolt into the next room, he heard a familiar voice. He accidentally pushed J.T. on the ground and ran to the laundry room door.
"Callie, open the door! Open it right now!" He shouted. He pounded and pounded on the door. No answer - but he knew that girlish giggle from a mile away. He walked back a few steps, and paced himself. He barged into the door, shoulder first, knocking it open with every ounce of power he had. He entered the bathroom with no feeling in his shoulder, panting heavily. He took the focus off of his shoulder and looked up to see Callie propped up on the dryer, kissing Sean intensely with his hand up the top of her blue dress. She was laughing girlishly as her head bobbed up and down, side-to-side.
"SEAN, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU THINKING?" Craig ran over and pushed Sean off of Callie, hitting him in the face.
"Get off of her!" He shouted. Sean was now lying on the ground with blood dripping off his mouth, trying to make sense of what happened.
"What the hell is your problem man?" Sean said. Craig picked Callie off the dryer and held her, with her legs wrapped around him, her head resting on his shoulder. By this time the door was wide open, and a large crowd had attracted, huddled in the doorway. The music had stopped and Emma, J.T., Spinner, Marco, Ashley, Manny and others stood with wide eyes.
"MY PROBLEM? MY PROBLEM?"
"Dude we were just messing around..."
"Just what? Stay away from her you stupid..."
"SEAN!" Emma shouted in the doorway. Her jaw dropped. She glared at Sean powerfully and stormed off as tears welled up in her eyes.
"EM! Wait!" Sean said, getting off the ground and running after her, wiping the blood onto his hoodie. The crowd parted as Emma made her way through.
"We're done Sean, FOREVER. Stay away from me!" She screamed, in tears.
"Alrriighht people, back to the party." Spinner said, turning the music back on with a remote, trying to ease the situation.
Manny felt a nervous knot in her stomach. It wasn't supposed to end up like this. She slowly ducked her way past the crowd and made her way quickly towards the door.
Craig soothed his hand down Callie's hair and plopped her down on the ground, against a wall.
"Ooh Craigy-poo! Why can't you let me and Sean have some fun," she said, slurring and wiping her eyes as Craig closed and propped the door locked with a chair. She walked up to him, stumbling, and put her face an inch from his, holding onto his belt with each hand.
"Your not the boss of me you know! But aww, you're just jealous because that wasn't you. Why won't you just tell me that you want me?" She said, whispering in his ear. She grabbed his hands and put them around her waist. He got nervous, and lost the feeling in his arms. He turned his head away from Callie. Ok Craig, just relax. Don't mess this situation up. Do the right thing.
"Callie, who gave you something to drink? How many did you have?"
"That doesn't matter. La la la...aww, Craig, your so sweet," she said, putting her hands on Craig's warm cheeks, "So caring."
She began to kiss him briefly, and as her hands started to wonder down his jeans zipper, he pulled away and spoke up. Part of him wanted Callie. But not here, not like this. She was not herself – she was drunk.
"Callie, you don't what you're doing."
"YES, I do! And you want it too – remember, at my house?"
He grabbed her wrists with force and pushed her over against the washer, where he sat her up on the edge against the wall.
"Callie, who got you to drink?" he asked, staring contently into her eyes. She wiped her face roughly with her wrist and stared off into the distance.
"Manny, Sean, no Manny, no Sean, yeah Sean, Seanny Wanny Bo Ban..." She sang, but abruptly stopped, and started laughing uncontrollably.
She pushed Craig down flat on the ground and jumped on top of him, strattling him. Once again she started to kiss him. And he gave in. I can't do this. I can't. Not to such a good person. But what if I never get this opportunity again? I just wish I could...this isn't right. Its not fair, he thought. They kissed for about a minute, until she fell on top of him, flat and moveless with shut eyes. It actually even hurt a little. He raised himself halfway off the ground and turned her body forward, lying on the ground. He propped a sweatshirt under her head softly.
Manny, that stupid bitch. She made Sean give her those drinks. I'll kill her. Craig didn't know what else to do but to call the party over. He ran back into the hallway, turned off the music and ordered everybody out at the top of his lungs. He got so angry he started throwing vases and picture frames onto the ground. He was loosing it.
"EVERYONE GET OUT – NOW! NOW! GET OUT!" No one had ever seen Craig that angry. Most of them scurried away in fear.
