DISCLAIMER: I only own Krys and Bo in this chapter. Jay, Jimmy and Alex are property of the producers who own Degrassi. The actors who play the aforementioned characters own themselves.

They got to Krys's house, and Jimmy walked her to the door. "Well, I guess this is goodbye, huh?" he asked jokingly, but hinted that he wasn't kidding.

"Yeah. I'm glad you stuck up for me, Jimmy. Not a lot of people would do that for me, especially a guy."

"I'm not like most people, and definitely not like most boys here at Degrassi." He then walked off to the end of the driveway, then turned and waved at her. "You'll get used to that. Later." He jogged off, leaving Krys to head inside.

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"So that's where the little prick lives, huh?" Jay Hogart said to his best friend Bo Jacobs. "Good thing we followed her and Jimmy."

"You're a genius, Jay," Bo said, knowing that if he catered to Jay long enough, he might give him the night off from being hated around Degrassi. "Hey, was what Jimmy said true? Were you responsible for making that psycho dude Rick go over the edge?"

Jay grabbed Bo by the collar and looked him dead in the eyes. "Don't. Mention. That. Ever. Again," he said slowly. "Do you understand me?"

"Y-yeah, man. I hear ya."

Jay shoved him away from him. "Good. Keep it that way. I don't want anything to do with being responsible for that nutcase's shootin' spree, and I don't want anyone to find out."

"Since we followed them here, what are we gonna do?" Bo asked, hoping that the idea of further mischief would take Jay's mind off his guilty conscience.

"Huh?"

"I said, what are we gonna be doing here now that we followed that girl and Jimmy here?"

"Oh. You're gonna go home, while I think of something to do for her."

"You sure, man?"

"When I tell you something, do it man! Damn!"

Bo scurried off, not wanting to piss Jay off any further than he already was. He and his girlfriend Alex had gotten into way too many fistfights because of his temper. Sometimes it was hard to tell which one of them won, they were so horrible-looking afterwards.

Why do I get myself involved in dumb shit with that boy? he asked himself as he hopped on his bike and rode off.

"You'll get yours, little girl," Jay said. "Believe me, you'll get yours."