Disclaimer: And I still don't own Degrassi
Chapter Three:
The rest of the year just followed in a blur. One big confusing blur. I don't think I would have made it through if it wasn't for Marco. God, Marco is an angel, I don't know what I'd do with out him. He was my best friend, my shoulder to cry one, and always there when I needed him most.
And I was there for him too. After his sucky breakup with Dylan, the roles reversed and I was there for him. I told him he could do better than Dylan, that there was someone better out there who was perfect for him. I sighed and we laughed about the good old days back in 9th grade, before Sean, before Dylan, when it was just us. Marco and Ellie, the dynamic duo. Hah, we were unstoppable.
Jeesh, I had the most pathetic crush on Marco. But who could blame me? Marco just, well, Marco just rocks. He's the sweetest person I know, he's my life support, my door to the world.
So naturally it was Marco who took me in after my mom started to do horrible again. I can't believe that I trusted her. She didn't change; she never will. Moving back in with her was a horrible mistake. Living life with Marco, Papa, and Mama Del Rossi was so much better for me. Plus, Mama cooked the best damn eggplant parmesan I ever ate.
But then Ashley left, no she had to just "go to England and leave other best friend Ellie behind." Oh, that was tons of fun for me. But I know as hurting as it was for me, it was ten times worse for Craig. Craig was feeling the same way I did when Sean left, like crap. He went crazy for a bit, ended up homeless and junk… But hey after all, he is bipolar. Hah, I find it hilarious how Ashley could have such a screwed up best friend and boy friend. It's pretty funny actually.
Senior year started a little better. Sure, Ash was gone which sucked, but hey, maybe going to England was good for her. Maybe she'll be happier there than she was in Degrassi. And I still had Marco and Alex and stuff, right? Paige and me actually tolerated each other for once in out lives because with Marco comes a whole bunch of people who love him, and Paige being his other good friend, I had to become all buddy-buddy with "Miss Cheerleader" too. Ech, don't get me wrong, I still don't like her much and you won't be seeing me in a cheerleading skirt anytime soon, but at least we aren't at each others throats anymore, no she has Manny for that. But apart from all my sudden happiness, I still couldn't help but feel sorry for Craig. After all, I knew what he was going through. Which was odd, because if this had happened two year ago after he slept with that slut Manny, I couldn't of cared less.
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