A/N: For some dang reason some of the symbols I use to separate the POV changes and to show actions at the very end aren't showing up... I will have to work on this problem. But in the mean time here is chapter two. Ne! Oh by the way I will try and keep the author's notes to a minimum, I got word that they are a little distracting, so I apologize if they bugged you. And if I misspelled Paige's last name sorry! I will look it up laterz! Also, pretty much everyone know about Marco and Dylan, excluding Marco's parents.

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Lio

I had already been into the main office and gotten my schedule, along with a handbook, a couple disapproving looks from the office staff about my lip ring, and a nice little lecture about how I had better not fall in with the wrong crowds and become a 'troublemaker'. I was willing to bet my favorite tan bucket hat that it was all because of my lip ring and the fact that I had more piercing in my ears than the entire office staff combined. I really didn't care, I knew I wasn't a 'troublemaker'. Sure I had been in fights in my last school, but every single one of them was me defending myself. Even though they were the ones that ended up in the hospital. What can I say? I was attacked, I fought for my life and won. But by no means am I a 'troublemaker'.

Walking down the hall I begin the first of many searches for my class. It was still first period, or 'home room' as they called it. A good five minutes later I found my class. Knocking softly, but firmly, on the door I was asked to come in be a woman's voice. Entering I was received by an Asian woman with a stern look set into her face, and a class full of inquiring eyes.

"May I help you?", she asked.

"Um... Yeah, I'm new here, this is English, right?", I replied.

"Yes it is, let me see your schedule. And please remove your hat or I will take it and keep it.", her voice started neutral and then digressed to a one that carried extreme warning.

"Yes, ma'am, sorry, ma'am.", I smiled back at her. After handing her my schedule, I removed my hat, releasing my silver hair to frame my face. Not two moments later a blonde girl from the from row jumped up, squealing, and ran to me, throwing her arms around me in a tight hug. Laughing I picked her up and spun her around once or twice, careful not to hit the teacher. After setting her down, I couldn't help but beam down at the girl that was as close as my sister, Paige Michealchuk.

"How ya doing kiddo?", I smiled.

Punching me in the arm softly, she replied, "I am not a kid any more!" She tried to glare at me, but her happiness to see kept making her smile, thus ruining the overall effect. She hugged me around the chest, tightly, professing how much she had missed me. An icy glare from a guy that was sitting right behind Paige, let me know that she was more than likely not single. Hugging her back, I whispered to her that she had best stop, and the reasons why. She turned back and glanced at the guy, then she turned back to me. "Oh don't worry about Spinner, he won't do anything.", she said the last with a tone in her voice that let me know that he was her boyfriend, and that if he did do anything she was going to be beyond pissed.

Someone cleared their throat and it took me a moment to realize that is was the teacher.

"If you two are quite finished, I would like to continue the lesson." she said in a very annoyed voice.

"Sorry, Mrs. Kwan.", Paige replied in a tone that made it half mocking. Apparently the teacher didn't catch it. She smiled once more at me and returned to her seat. The guy behind her, Spinner (I could only help but wonder how he got that name), leaned forward and whispered in her ear, to which she said something scathing that made him sit back in his seat, not the least bit pleased.

Mrs. Kwan directed me to a seat towards the back, away from Paige, I couldn't blame her really. I sat next to a cute guy with dark hair and darker eyes. When I smiled at him he blushed and looked down at his paper and began scribbling something down. 'Hmmm, shy but cute...' I thought to myself. Taking my seat I set my bag on the floor and looked up towards the front, not really paying attention to the teacher drawl on about the rules.

Twenty minutes later I was still phasing out the teachers dribble about the rules, when the dark haired shy guy next to me handed me a small, very folded, piece of paper. Opening it up inconspicuously, as not to alert Mrs. Kwan. I read the paper the neat handwriting was amazing for a guy's handwriting.

On the note!

Hi, I'm Marco. I don't want to sound too corny, but, welcome to Degrassi!

Heh... Thanks, Marco. I'm Liolis, but you can call me Lio.

I have to ask, what was all that with Paige?

Oh that? That was me getting attacked! LOL!

LOL! I thought you were new here? Why would she give you that kind of greeting if you've never gone here before?

Well, my dark-eyed friend, that is a long story. But the short version is, I dated her brother awhile back. And her and I became as close as brother and sister.

Off the note!

Marco took a while writing back after I made mention that I had dated Paige's brother. But when he did it wasn't any type of slur or narrow minded homophobic trash talk , he acknowledged it and changed the subject to where I was from and just the general stuff, what was my last school like, how many schools I had been to, my choice of music, etc.

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Marco

It was only ten minutes into Mrs. Kwan's first class of the year, and I wanted to slam my head into my desk begging for it all to stop. Just when I had begun to weigh how much I wanted to sleep against how much I didn't detention on the first day, a knock came at the door. Mrs. Kwan commanded the anonymous person to enter. Opening, and stepping through the door I was pleasantly surprised to see it was the guy with the bucket hat that was looking at us before school began. He and the teacher exchanged words. He took off his hat, revealing hair so silver it was hard to comprehend for a few moments. His hair, that actually happened to be longer than Paige's, fell around his face framing it. Not five seconds after he had removed his hat, Paige was all over him squealing and hugging him. Pretty much everyone was taken aback by this, not really knowing what to do. I looked up towards Spinner, I was betting that he was pissed that some new guy came in and his girlfriend was all over him. A couple moments later, Paige had taken her seat and Silver Hair sat next to me. He looked at me a smiled, his eyes were the color of winter blue skies, his full and kissable lips were bisected a silver lip ring. I couldn't help it, but I blushed furiously, I had to look do to save myself from extreme embarrassment. I started to write in my notebook, nothing in particular, I was just doing it to look busy.

Fifteen minutes later I decided to write Silver Hair a note, it took me five minutes to come up with something that wasn't overly corny, and even after five minutes of trying, it was still semi-corny.

On the note!

Hi, I'm Marco. I don't want to sound too corny, but, welcome to Degrassi!

Heh... Thanks, Marco. I'm Liolis, but you can call me Lio.

I have to ask, what was all that with Paige?

Oh that? That was me getting attacked! LOL!

LOL! I thought you were new here? Why would she give you that kind of greeting if you've never gone here before?

Well, my dark-eyed friend, that is a long story. But the short version is, I dated her brother awhile back. And her and I became as close as brother and sister.

Off the note!

The last caught me off-guard. Dylan's ex-boyfriend. I knew he had had a couple in the past, but he never really talked about them, so I didn't pry. And besides, you aren't supposed to talk about your ex's, it one of them unwritten rules of relationships. But still, this was like a blow to the chest. It took me a little longer to write back to him... I was unsure of what to say, but settled with "Oh that's cool. So where are you from?" From there we talked about more about where he was from, the different schools he had been to, music.

Even though he was Dylan's ex-boyfriend, he still seemed pretty cool. Who says you have to hate your boyfriend's ex's? When the bell rang, he stood up and stretched yawning.

"What class do you have next?", he asked me.

Standing up myself and stretching I manage through a yawn, "Chorus, you?" Grabbing out stuff we head towards the door as he checks his schedule.

"Same. Here," he says, handing me his schedule. "what all do we have together?"

Checking his schedule I learned we had all but second to last period together. Making our way to the music room, I learned that he loved to sing, and thus why he was chorus. I, on the other hand had only taken it as a filler course. I sort of felt embarrassed that I was only in the class cause it was the easiest to take, when I was walking next to a guy who was more into it than Ashley.

Entering the room music room, Lio went up to the teacher and confirmed his schedule, after doing so he went and sat in a row of chairs reserved for the basses. The first twenty minutes of class was spent splitting up the class into their different voice ranges. I got put with the tenors, I picked a seat next to the bass section, just so if this class really sucked out loud I would be able to talk to Lio. He got the hint and moved to sit next to me. We talked about the class for a few moments, but before we could really get into a real conversation the teacher told us it was time to warm up and begin.

After warming up and the breathing exercises, music was passed around to everyone in the class, when I got my copy, I had no clue what line of music to sing, but Lio quickly showed me the proper one and how to follow it.

"Now this piece has a solo for the guys in it, would anyone like to try it?", the teacher asked.

Only a three guys raised their hand to volunteer, me not being one of them. But surprisingly enough, Lio raised his hand high in the air waiting to see if the teacher would select him from the trio.

"Mr. Stratus, I must say I am impressed, most new students wouldn't dare volunteer for a solo on their first day. Are you sure?", the teacher said, slightly amazed. I had to admit the teacher was right.

"You are correct, most students wouldn't dare, but I am not most students, and I would like to try the solo.", replied Lio, the tone of his voice flat and neutral, almost bored.

"Very well.", said the teacher nodding and turning to the piano, starting the song.

Only half the choir sang to their fullest , I wasn't one of them. I was trying to sing along quietly, but was having no luck keeping up with pace. Everyone stopped singing as the teacher went on playing the piano. Lio stood up straight, I looked at my music and realized it was time for his solo.

/End Chapter Two/

Marco: Oooo... I wonder how he is gonna do on his solo!

Author: Me too! I can't wait!

Lio: Ne? Why are you two freaking out about me singing? Jeez you two are acting worse than Paige!

Paige: And what is THAT supposed to mean?

Lio: Eh... Nothing! I love you Paige! Please don't hurt me!

Paige: You better love me!