A/N: Okay, here's the deal. I decided that this story has to be in double point of view, because it won't make sense otherwise. AND GO READ SELF EVIDENT OR I WILL CRY.

Chapter 2- Bohemian like You

I couldn't stop thinking about him. His dark eyes, his dark hair. I walk through the hallways of Degrassi thinking about him. Boys aren't supposed to make an impact on you, Shannon. You've got to focus. Get the job done, I think. I go to my homeroom and sit down in the first empty seat I see. The girl next to me looks me up and down and then whispers to the African-American girl next to her. She turns to me again and says, "Are you new?" I nod slightly and pull down my skirt.

"I'm Shannon." I say to her.

"I don't think I asked you for your name. I'm Paige and this is Hazel. And the way you're dressed, it looks as if you'll fit in just fine with them."Paige points across the room to a dark haired girl and a red-haired girl, both of whom which looked as if Hot Topic had exploded on them. I don't understand what she means, I'm wearing a red t-shirt that says, 'Diamonds Are A Girl's Best Friend' in white. "Paige glares at me. "Go." I move across the room to the two girls and sit next to the red-haired one.

"I'm guessing they either sent you over here because you either said something that offended them, or they didn't like what you were wearing." The red-haired girl said, not looking up from her paper, which had an elaborate drawing of a guy on it. "His name's Sean and he's my boyfriend." She continues. "I'm Ellie."

"Shannon."

"I'm Ashley." The dark-haired one said to me. "So Miss Shannon, where'd you move here from?"

"Montreal. The city of all cities." I look down at the table and notice people can totally see down my shirt.

"Montreal? I love Montreal." Ashley says as a guy comes over to our table and squats down. I don't look at him, but keep looking at the table.

I thought about that girl- Shannon? Shayna? - All weekend. I couldn't get her out of my head. I walk through the hallways of Degrassi thinking about her. I lean next to Marco's locker and smirk at him.

"What's her name?" he says, not even looking at me.

"Shannon. I think. Or Shayna. Either one."

"What's she like?"

"I don't know. I didn't really get to talk to her. But she's tall, and gorgeous."

"What's your homeroom?" Marco says, completely changing the subject.

"What does that have to do with anything? Kwan."

"Get to it. Dylan's coming." Marco smiles past me and I look at where he's staring and see Dylan coming. I take that as my cue to leave.

As I walk into Mrs. Kwan's classroom, I notice Ashley and Ellie talking to a new girl. I saunter over there, and squat down in front of their table. "Hey Ashley."

"Hi Craig. How was your summer?"

"Okay, nothing special." Except for that girl, I think.

"Oh really?" Ashley raises an eyebrow at me.

"Nothing special. How was your summer?"

"Great. El and I hung out a lot, and then there's…" Her voice trails off.

"She met a guy. Who's not you." Ellie said, rolling her eyes.

That took me by surprise. Ashley's dating another guy? How is that possible? "What's his name?"

"His name's Marshall. And he's adorable and sweet and a really great kisser." Ashley swoons.

"Oh…Wow." I say, surprised. The girl next to them looks up and turns to Ellie and whispers something. She then turns toward me and her eyes widen.

"Shannon?" I whisper, trying to get to talk to me. She bites her lip and doesn't say a word. "I'm Craig." I take my hand out shake hands with her and she just stares at it.

"Looks as if she doesn't want to talk to you." Ellie says to me with taunting eyes.

"Whatever." I say, taking a seat next to Shannon. Who ever this girl was, she was appealing in a way I had never seen before.

You are such an idiot, I think to myself as I go to Media Immersion. He's just a guy! Don't treat him like he's a god or something. You acted like a mime in there. No wordsNo feelings, right? Right. You're always right. I take a seat in the classroom and pull out my notebook and write, 'Look at yourself. Take a good look at yourself. You have such a pretty face. What a great personality you have. You'd be so pretty if you were thin. Thinner. Thinnest. Behind everything beautiful is some kind of pain.' Craig takes a seat next to me.

"Are you okay?" He says, shocking me.

"Yeah. Let me introduce my self again I'm-" I was interrupted by someone tapping me on my shoulder.

"Shannon?" I turn around to see Jay and try to turn back around but his voice stops me. "Please. Don't. I'm sorry for the way I treated you on Saturday, it wasn't me. I just got into what I was doing, and I wasn't thinking. I'm so sorry."

He didn't seem sincere. "But what about your girlfriend?" I say, mockingly.

"We broke up. She cheated on me." I see his sincerity. "So can we start over?" he says, pleadingly.

"I guess so." I say, settling. He smiles at me and walks to another computer.

"So you're just going to forgive him."

"I'm a very forgiving person."

Craig sneaks a glance at my open notebook and whispers to me, "I like you just as you are."

What do you say to that?