AN: Over 100 reviews, sweet!

I wanted to add something about the whole Craig Bipolar thing, I meant that he did have bipolar and he is NOT mental (sorry for anyone who took it wrong...I was like really tired last night when I watched the episode and I misunderstood it and I just watched it again so, he's not mental, he's bipolar which is a chemical reaction when you remember a dramatic experience-my older brother's best friend's little brother has it which also helped me remember what the hell bipolar was since he is in my grade and the same type of things happen to him that happened to Craig, he got really pissed at a teacher today for trying to help him with something so yeah...) anyway, just wanted to clear that up and thank you everyone SO MUCH for the reviews and here is Chapter 11.

Lotsa love, degrassichick92

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Chapter 11

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"Emma!!" Jay yelled after her, taking off down the street behind her.

She was clutching her sandals in her hand and her bare feet were slapping across the wet sidewalk.

"Emma!" Jay called again, continuing to run.

Emma finally stopped and turned to face him, "How could you?!"

"Emma-"

"Don't answer that, I'm not finished. Do you know how many lives you put in danger? You could have killed me, Sean, Toby and oh yeah, Jimmy...hell you killed Rick,"

"I didn't do it!"

"I was standing there the whole time, you two idiots just didn't see me but I was there since I forgot my hair clip in your car...it was all your fault for that shooting, your fault Hazel and me were both traumatized and practically scarred for life, you're fault that the paint got dumped on Rick, you're fault that you made his life a living hell, you're fault that-"

"Stop it!" Jay yelled, his voice shocking Emma.

But Emma didn't stop, "I can't believe I trusted you with my secrets and told you what happened when you practically killed me! I so regret kissing you now and I never, ever, ever, ever, ever want to talk to you again...EVER!" Emma exclaimed and stalked off and then spun around one last time, "I hate you." She said and then walked off.

"Like that wasn't obvious," Jay muttered and then turned around and walked back to his house.

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"Em, are you feeling okay?" Emma's mom asked her at dinner, Emma swirled her angel hair spaghetti around in her bowl.

Emma looked up, "Oh...yeah," she said dully.

"Are you sure," Emma's mom brought her hand to her forehead, "Honey, you're burning up...what happened?"

"Nothing," Emma said with a plastered smile and shook her head.

"I'm going to call up Mr. Raditch tomorrow, I want you staying home,"

I'm going to wind up failing the eleventh grade. Emma said to herself.

Emma nodded, "Sure,"

"Are you sure you're alright?"

"Yeah," Emma said, "I don't know why I don't feel good, I took a shower after school,"

Like that answers everything.

Just then the phone rang, Spike reached over to the counter and grabbed it, "Hello...oh hi, Jay...yes, Emma's right here,"

"Oh crap mom, I'm really not feeling well, my throat hurts...tell Jay I'll call him later," Emma lied.

Emma's mom nodded, "Jay, Emma has this really bad fever and a sore throat, I'll have her call you when she feels better, okay? Alright...bye Jay," Spike said and clicked off the phone.

"I'm going to go to bed early I think," Emma said and stood up.

"Alright sweetie, feel better," Spike said.

Emma nodded and walked downstairs and sunk onto her bed and started to cry.

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Emma rolled around in her bed and her eyes popped open, she gazed around her room, sunlight was cascading through the small window and leaving a pattern on her bedspread, she noticed she had fallen asleep on top of her bed, she looked at her digital clock which read 9:30, she then noticed a note on her nightstand:

Emma,

Called your school...apparently you haven't been in a whole day of school for the whole week, what's going on Emma? I'm coming home on my lunch break, we need to talk. –Mom.

"Great," Emma muttered, now feeling ten times sicker then she did to begin with.

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"You've been ditching...Emma this is so unlike you!"

"Sorry mom...I can't tell you," Emma hated keeping secrets from her mother but she had to.

"You better tell me," Emma's mom said.

"I can't!" Emma exclaimed, tears filling her eyes.

"Then you better be ready to get back to school, Mr. Raditch said that your MI teacher says you are very behind in class, so get dressed and lets go...we'll talk about the rest of this mess later,"

Emma shuddered, "Okay," she said and walked downstairs, stripping out of her white pajama pants with black and green olives on it and black muscle tank and pulled on a fringed light blue jean mini skirt and a hot pink off the shoulder top, she reached for her new purse, it was white with a pink rhinestone border she missed her old one but she had a new one, she tossed in her new wallet and her cell phone which thankfully had been in her pocket when the car was stolen and pulled her hair out of its messy nerdy knot and brushed it out, it was now straight from her shower, she reached for her favorite white hair clip and then remembered it was still in Jay's car so she just pulled it into a high ponytail and put on her silver chain necklace with a silver heart with pink rhinestones and pulled on a pair of plain white sneakers. She pulled her white messenger bag over her shoulder and ran upstairs and walked outside to her mom's car.

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She stepped into the school and waited outside the office as her mom signed her in as she walked out she turned to Emma, "I want you home right after school, and I'm taking the rest of the day off work,"

"Okay," Emma said and walked off and headed to her locker.

"Look who finally decided to come back," JT said jokingly from his locker.

Emma didn't smile back and twirled in her combination.

"You okay?" JT asked, leaning against his locker and looking at her intently.

"Whatever," Emma said and pulled out a notebook and hung her messenger bag up and then slammed the door and followed JT to MI Lab.

"Good to have you back Emma." Jordan said with a devilish smirk as Emma stepped inside.

Emma hurried to her seat next to Manny, "I'm taking it you didn't tell Raditch..."

Manny shook her head, "Not yet,"

As the lesson went on, Jordan kept on sneaking glances at Emma. She shuddered with disgust each time.

"What's with the hickey?" Manny whispered into her ear.

"Jordan," Emma said quickly.

"Sorry..." Manny said, forgetting.

"Don't worry about it," Emma said and stared at her fingernails that were painted white with black polka dots on them.

"Class dismissed," Jordan said as the bell rang and kids stood up.

"Em, you coming?" JT asked as he walked over to her and Manny.

Emma looked at Jordan with a Bambi expression in her eyes, scared he was going to pull something seeing as he was watching them intently.

"Yeah," Emma said, gathering up her notebook and folder and following her friends out of the classroom quickly.

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"Look, Em's back!" Marco said as she walked to her locker, Paige, Hazel, Craig, Ashley, Jimmy and Marco were all standing by her locker except for Jimmy who was in his wheelchair.

"Yay me," Emma laughed.

"You staying this time?" Paige asked, her arms crossed over her chest.

"Of course, my bad girl days-if I had any-are over with," Emma reassured.

"Good," Ashley said with a smirk.

"So, what are you guys doing here?"

"Well, seeing as you Haze, Craig and I all have a seniors juniors study hall together right now, we thought we'd head over with you," Paige said.

"And as for the rest of us, we just wanted to make sure you were back for good," Marco said and then wheeled off Jimmy, Ashley at their side, "See you ladies later!"

"Hey I'm a guy!" Craig yelled.

"Could have fooled me," Marco kidded as he, Ashley and Jimmy disappeared.

Craig pursed his lips together in a girlish form.

"Emma." A voice from behind her said.

Emma recognized it as Jay's and she ignored it, "C'mon guys, we're going to be late for study hall,"

Hazel pointed to Jay, "Em, he's trying to-"

"You're going to make us late, let's go," Emma said and hurried ahead of them, getting away from Jay as fast as she could.
Hazel, Paige, and Craig shot glances back at Jay before following Emma.

Jay leaned against her locker and let out a long sigh.

Figuring out a way to get Emma to forgive him was going to be harder than he thought.

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R&R! Lotsa love, degrassichick92