This is Emma's POV for chappy's 1 and 2!

GREAT! Mom and dad will totally flip out and kill me. I just got back to Degrassi after an oh-so-lovely doctors appointment to find out that I have friken' ghonerria. I mean, do you know all the shit that can go wrong in your body from ghonerria? I want children!

Well, walking in is lovely. I can see Jay and Alex fighting. Again. It kind of hurts, watching him care about her. I actually care for somebody, and I know he has the hots for me, but he's with her and can only serial cheat on her with me at night. Hm… Alex just caught my eye. I wonder… Did she tell him about me? Did she tell him she knew about the affairs and the std? I hope not.

I'm standing here, leaning against the door and watching them fight. This is how I like to spend my day. Watching the person I want hurt his lovely girlfriend whose ass I've kicked before and would gladly kick again. Wait… I just saw a tear slide down her cheek. And her anniversary necklace in his hands? OMG, is this what I think it is? I hope so.

Jay's storming out, he used the door two away from where I am but still didn't see me. I guess he must be upset. But why? He only used her for sex. And she was hella with Towerz every other night. How else did she get ghonerria and give it to Jay? I mean, Amy was clean until hooking up with Jay last week when Alex started showing symptoms, and I just got it a few nights ago.

But Jay doesn't know that.

I walked outside to where Jay was. "Jay Hogart. Skipping class again? You'll never graduate." I joked. But something in his eyes told me not to mess with him right now. So I slid next to him and wrapped my arms around him, like I do with Craig's sister. "What's wrong Jay?"

"Alex dumped me because of our little midnight rendevous. I don't know where she found out but I will kill whoever told her."

I stared at him in disbelief. He reached out and took my hand, attempting to lace our fingers together. I flinched and backed away. No, not now. I mean, my rep is at risk. Alex could ruin me. And I don't want to get hurt again.

"Jay, we're from two different worlds. We're hook up partners, not material for a relationship.Remember? I'm cause girl. I'm from the perfect world. You're a candy bar robber, a car guy. It won't work. I'm sorry."

I kissed him and walked away. I could see the hurt in his eyes, but I couldn't stay. I mean, he wanted to hook up and I liked him and all, but what about the fact that he cheated on Alex with me? Chances are he'd just cheat on me with some other girl in a continuous circle. And who's to tell I wouldn't do something either? All we were was hook up partners.

Jay's car revved up and I heard him pull out, but I didn't look at him. As soon as his car was gone I leaned against the building and cried. And that's where I stayed until the bell rang. I wiped my tears away and walked in. Sure, school was over, but I did need a ride from dad.

As I walked into the MI lab, you could see he was pissed at me.

"Emma where were you? You left after my class and haven't been in school since, but you can show up for a ride? What's wrong with you?"

I dodged his eyes and sat down. "Whenever you're ready to go, Dad, I'm ready too."

He sighed and got up, announcing to every one the MI lab was closing. After every one left, he walked out and I followed, never once looking up from the floor. We got home, and I walked strait to my room. I stayed there, crying, not moving until my mom came in. She just sat there and held me, similar to how I held Jay earlier. I looked into her eyes and knew I had to tell her.

"Mommy… I have ghonerria, and I have to go to the clinic tomorrow to get rid of it. But you have to sign this consent form." I handed it to her and she signed it wordlessly.

"Emma, I am disappointed in you, but you're showing me that you're attempting to take care of yourself. I know you aren't a little girl anymore, but it doesn't mean that you can just go around doing things like you've been doing. And you are grounded. Two weeks. And I'm checking your room every hour in the night to make sure you're still here. Goodnight Emma."

"Goodnight mom."

Great. Just what I need. But what can you do? She's a parent. I curled up and went to sleep. No use crying over spilt milk, and I could use some sleep too.