A/N: hey people this is my first Degrassi fan fic. (though i'm writing one for passions) So give me your opinions so i can mold this creation... so um yeah..bubblegum?
Disclaimer: I don't own degrassi or the song in this fic. it's called The Sun and it's by maroon 5. the only thing i own is the creative license to give you all the thoughts in my head
After school
Walking home
Fresh dirt under my fingernails
And I can smell hot asphalt
Cars screech to a halt to let me pass
Marco del Rossi walked very slowly into the hallways of Degrassi Community School unsure of what he should be feeling. He past his old locker, the one he had when he first met HIM.
And I cannot remember
What life was like through photographs
Trying to recreate images life gives us from our past
"This should be getting easier" He told himself. Paige came up behind him and hugged him.
"It will " she said in a way only Paige could. Marco let out a half-hearted laugh and gave her a smile. "Come on Simpson's test isn't gonna wait forever"
Marco laughed "I should be able to automatically be able to pass due to heart break"
Paige gave him a look "If that was the case I would be up for Valedictorian right now" With that the two entered their MI classroom.
And sometimes it's a sad song
As the day went on Marco found himself feeling better than he thought he should have. Things were falling into place for him. He realized that he couldn't be broken forever and resolved not to do so.
But I cannot forget
Refuse to regret
So glad I met you
Take my breath away
Make everyday
Worth all of the pain that I have
Gone through
And mama I've been cryin'
Cause things ain't how they used to be
He was surprised though at the fact that Paige had been his support though this. When he was with her it was almost as if nothing had changed. "Paige I don't know I would do without you right now. Even though that in itself is kind of ironic"
Paige smiled.
She said the battles almost won
And we're only several miles from the sun
Manny Santos even stopped to make a point of saying hi to him. As he looked at her though, there was no pity in her eyes. There was just understanding. It made him miss their friendship. Maybe . . .
"Marco, leave the tramp and let's go"
He turned around just in time to see her face fall before she covered it up. " I'll see you around" she mumbled before heading in the other direction.
Marco caught up with Paige. "Think you'll ever forgive her?"
"Not likely."
Moving on down my street
I see people I won't ever meet
Think of him, take a breath
Feel the beat in the rhythm of my steps
And sometimes it's a sad song
When Marco got home in the evening, he made a point of not heading to his room. He hadn't done the proper Dylan-cleansing that was required. His mom didn't say anything and Marco thought that he would have made through the day without breaking down.
"Marco, I need Rose's number can you get it for me?" His mother said breaking into his thoughts.
As he walked down the hall, he felt each step getting heavier and heavier. "I'll just run in my room grab the phonebook and get out of there...no worries" He said over and over until it became a mantra in his head. When he went to his room he was dismayed that the book wasn't on his desk like he had thought. Holding his breath he flipped on the light. Tears instantly filled his eyes as he saw all the reminders of the once love of his life.
The rhythm of his conversation
The perfection of his creation
The sex he slipped into my coffee
The way he felt when he first saw me
Hate to love and love to hate him
Like a broken record player
Back and forth and here and gone
And on and on and on and on
"Macro ?" His mother's voice rang though his head Marco retrived the book quickly and headed downstairs. "Ma, can I use the phone for a mintue before you get a chance to?"
"Sure"
Marco ran to the phone and dialed quickly. He needed to do this before common sense could talk him out of it
"Hello ?" the phone was answered on the first ring
" Yeah, hi"
"Marco ?" the voice asked confused
"Yeah "
"I didn't think you'd want to talk to me"
"Yeah well can you come over?"
Seconds ticked by slowly as Marco waited for his answer
"Yeah I'll be there in ten" Click
But I cannot forget
Refuse to regret
So glad I met you
Take my breath away
Make everyday
Worth all of the pain that I have
Gone through
And mama I've been cryin'
Cause things ain't how they used to be
She said the battles almost won
And we're only several miles...
She said the battles almost won
And we're only several miles from the sun
The doorbell rang and Marco answered to let Manny in before collapsing in her arms in sobs.