A/N: Yes, this is a poetry-fic. And I plan to have each chapter told by a different character. I was too excited about publishing it that I forgot to write the Author's Note in the last chapter. So I'm sorry. And even if I don't get reviews, I'll keep updating because I love it so much. But that doesn't me you shouldn't review. I'd at least like to know who's reading this. Also, the rest of the fic will contain spoilers, so spoiler free people might not want to read this.
Disclaimer: I do not own Degrassi: The Next Generation. gasp big surprise!
The worst part, by far
Is everyone worrying.
Maybe that's why you don't want to tell them.
It started with Paige.
I loather her, she loathed me.
But she still went on worrying.
With Paige, I knew it was going to get out in a matter of seconds.
And it did.
From then on, I was known as 'The Cutter'.
When it came to worrying, Marco was the best.
He was worried, that was for sure.
But since he knows me so well he could tell that I hated it.
So he hid it.
The best thing about Marco is that it's harder for him to tell a secret than to keep one.
And that's why I've always trusted him, even if it was hardly a secret anymore.
And then there was Sean.
I loved how he very well knew about it,
But he didn't think I was a freak because of it.
But he worried more than anyone else.
Which is logical, because he's my boyfriend.
(Or was my boyfriend, who knows when he's miles away from home)
I know he's just looking out for me,
But I'm sick of people looking out for me.