Author's note: Please read and review. I don't own any of the characters just Quinn and The Jacobson's. Oh yes, new character time. Graeme. This is probably the only time he'll ever be in the story, but if you have the same kind of sense of humor as I do, then you might get it. But, you would probably have to see a couple of personal Jake Epstein photos first. And St. Gregory isn't a real town, I just made it up. There is some sexual reference in here also, so this chapter is officially rated 'M'

"Does this look alright?"

"It fits fine Quinn"

God, I hope this looks okay.

Quinn was dress shopping with Ellie for the formal. It was a Thursday and they were in a store downtown Toronto called "Melanie's". It was a dress shop, they didn't carry name brands, so they had decided to stop and look around for that sole reason. She had found the perfect dress. It was a classic strapless gown. It was white running across her chest and the rest of it, was black.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. Even though I have zero support for your relationship with Craig, this will knock him off of his feet"

Quinn always wondered why Ellie didn't like Craig. It always seemed like she always had something against him, yet, she never bothered to ask.

Quinn was gathering her hair up in the back of her head. A couple of pieces dangled around in her face, she didn't know whether she was going to wear her hair as in up-do or down.

"How much is it?"

Quinn looked at the price tag. It was six hundred and nine dollars. Her mother had given her seven hundred, so she figured she could get it, and spend the rest on shoes.

"About six hundred"

She was thankful Ellie had agreed to come with. Quinn had to beg her. Ellie didn't seem to mind. She had wanted to get of the house.

Ellie looked surprised and disappointed at the same time. Ellie didn't have very much money. Her father was in the army, and her mother, at home, drinking.

"Wow. All for a dress too"

Quinn checked herself out in the mirror. She looked at her upper arms in disgust. They were always too big, too fat, too muscular, too everything.

"I think I'm going to just go in a pair of black flip flops. That way, my feet won't hurt"

"Good idea"

She took her hands out of her hair and dropped them down at her side

"Why don't you like Craig?"

"Quinn, I've told you, I don't think I should tell you alright?"

Why didn't she want to tell me? No one tells me anything?

"Why not"

"Because, I'm not the right person to tell you, okay?"

"Alright, I'm sorry for asking"

Quinn went back into the dressing room and slipped out of the dress. It was small, and they pain was grey. There it lye, in a rumpled puff of black madness. She was going to get it, and then just wear flip flops, like she and Ellie had talked about. She came back out; her outfit today consisted of a plain green tee shirt and dark, washed out jeans. Her hair, down and flipped out.

She opened the door to the dressing room dress in hand.

"Are you read to leave finally?"

"Yes"

Quinn and Ellie walked up to the cashier. It was a guy, who looked to be about eighteen, his hair was in dread locks, and was wearing a Jimmy Hendrix concert t-shirt, with a blue working vest over. His nametag read, 'Graeme'.

Quinn handed him the dress. He didn't look like he was happy; she decided to ask what was wrong.

"If you don't, um, mind me asking, what's wrong?"

Ellie stared at her in disbelief. She didn't have a clue why she had just asked this guy such a question.

He was scanning the dress tag. "Hmm. Nothing. I just, have a crush, that's all"

Oh god. Don't tell me your personal problems please…

He went on. "It' just, I wait outside of this one place everyday, waiting for them to get out of work. I mean, I wait, sometimes at least 4 or 5 hours everyday. I sit outside of where they work, and I mean, I get bored so easily, so I play my bongos"

This guy is obsessed.

"Bongos, really, so are you done yet?"

"Your total is $640"

She handed the cash to him. "Here"

He put the dress in bag.

That's real smart.

Graeme handed her over the bag. He was now girlishly twisting one of his dread locks.

He handed back her change.

"Thank you for shopping at Melanie's, have a nice day"

Ellie and Quinn quickly bolted out the door.

Strangest moment of my life…

The day of the Formal had finally arrived. Every one at school had been crazy. No one concentrated at all in their classes at all, especially, Quinn. She tapped her pencil constantly thinking of Craig. She kept thinking about Marco's after party and what was going to happen. She was excited, although, she didn't have a clue on what Craig had up his sleeve

It was 5:30 p.m. and Quinn was getting ready in her bathroom.

Somehow, she and her mother had somehow came across the album print of Pink Floyd's 'Dark Side of The Moon' border on the internet. They immediately ordered it, and there it was, pasted across the bathroom. The paint color was a dark green. There was a 'Hollywood' type of mirror in the bathroom. The tile was a light green, and in the left corner was her shower, the right, her toilet. The cabinet that her sink was on was a light, tan brown. She loved her bathroom.

It was now 9:00 and it was dark out. Quinn was straightening her hair. She decided that she didn't want an up-do; she didn't want to have to sit in a solon chair for a half an hour. She decided not to flip it out. She wanted to look very elegant. Her two front layers graced her chin. Just as she was a applying her mascara, Marie started screaming

"QUINN! Your stupid boyfriends here!"

Oh god. I'm not ready for this; I hope he likes the dress…

Her make up was done. She looked in front of the mirror. There was someone else there, it wasn't her…

She walked in to the front of her house. There was Craig. He was in a baggy gray tux. The tie was a dark blue, and his hair was a mix between straight, and curly. He looked amazing.

Craig was shocked. She looked beautiful all the time, but, tonight, there was something different about her. She had a deep sense of confidence about her.

"Wow, Um, Quinn, you look. Beautiful"

No guy had ever called her beautiful before. This was a surprise.

He continued, "So, I got Joey's car, are you ready to leave?"

Marie called from the kitchen "Be home by three you two! No sex!"

They both ignored her, Quinn, focused on Craig's question.

"Yeah one sec" She went into the porch as Craig followed. She slipped into her black flip flops.

Craig went towards the door. The inside porch was pretty big. It was screened in. The floor was of concrete, and to the left of them hanging down, was Quinn's grandmother's porch swing.

He opened the door for her. She tried and smiled, but just couldn't do it.

"Wait" he said as he went running down the steps. "Let me help you, my lady"

Oh my god, this is so sweet.

She decided to go along with it. She smiled "Why thank you kind sir"

He offered her his hand. She accepted gracefully.

She didn't have to walk far down the steps. There were only about 5 and Craig's arms were long. He had a strong grip. The length to the road was long.

She is going to be so excited to see where we're really going! I know she will…I just hope she won't freak out on me…

He gently weaved his fingers through hers to the walk. They felt nice, like some how, they were always meant to stay.

The distance to the car was great. There was a long pathway to the driveway that was about 200 feet. Quinn's dad always wanted privacy and he had gotten it. Along the pathway there were millions of now overgrown shrubs. Her mother hadn't bothered re – hiring a gardener…not after last time.

They now had arrived at the car. It was parked out on the street. A slight breeze blew through Quinn's hair. The nightly stars were now out. That was one thing she always liked about her yard, you could always see the stars at night…

I might as well break it to her…alright. I will, no I cant, I will…I have too.

"Quinn, I have a surprise for you, Alright? You won't be disappointed. I promise, just cover your eyes, alright?"

Quinn stepped into the car. The interior was a tan-ish color. The floor was clean and it smelled nice. All around it was a good car.

She covered her eyes as Craig started it up.

"Keep them covered alright"

Hopefully he isn't going to take me to a hotel…

Craig drove on to the highway. They were now heading to town called 'St. Gregory'. A beach town on Lake Ontario. His father had owned a cottage there, and left it to Craig in his will. He drove up there earlier that day to set up everything on the beach. The blanket, the battery powered stereo and the candles. School dances weren't really his thing. It was fenced in so they would have plenty of privacy

Quinn had a smile on her face the whole time. She knew that he wasn't going to take her to Degrassi, but somewhere nice, probably a hall that he had rented out. There wasn't any discussion going on in the car, they were both too excited. Quinn had an anxious feeling in the pit of her stomach. She knew that this night was going to be one to remember…

Craig pulled into the Cottage driveway. The outside of it looked like a log cabin. The wood was a dark brown. It was surrounded by Pine and Oak trees. The ground was a mix between thin beach grass, sand and dirt. There was a picnic table in the front, where Craig and his mother always had lunch there…when he was little…

He grabbed her hand

"Open your eyes Quinn"

Oh my god. There it was. Quinn could here the waves crashing against the beach. She was so excited. She hadn't been to the beach in four years.

Craig

"Let's go to the beach"

She was speechless. She tried to talk, but she lipped a silent yes. Craig undid his seat belt. She un-did hers, seconds after.

Quinn stepped out of the car and looked around. The cottage looked like paradise. It was small, but cozy. Craig suddenly grabbed her hand and took her behind the cottage. It wasn't long before they seen it. It was the lake.

To Quinn, it was un-describable. The moon was shining over, it the stars lit up the sky. It was about 60 degrees out. Unusually warm for an October night, there was slight breeze, that was stirring the sand around but it didn't matter.

"So, would you like to go down and enjoy the night?"

"Definitely"

Craig led her down to the beach by her hand. There was huge bush. He took her around the corner. Awaiting them was a blue, plaid blanket, a couple of candles, and small, gray portable stereo. Ahead them, was the lake.

This was amazing. Here she was, not expected to be back at her house, at a cottage, with Craig

"This is amazing Craig…"

A little voice in Craig's head kept repeating: "Tell her. Tell her about Manny, about Ashley. How you almost had a kid…tell her…tell her"

I can't tell her not now. Some other time…

He led her towards the blanket. "Here we can sit down, and talk"

They both sat down, facing each other. Craig leaned over towards the stereo and turned on some music. It was a mix of songs, the first one playing, was 'I need you' by The Beatles.

Oh, god just the song to play

"I think this is just the perfect song to play, because it's true…"

The waves were crashing upon the shore. This was so romantic. It was unreal…

He leaned into kiss her. She kissed him back. Giving more into, they soon got more into it, his tongue, slipping into her mouth, rapidly. Craig's hands made their way to the back of her dress. He slowly let go of her lips not knowing what to do. She shook her head yes. He started unzipping her dress, slowly

What am I doing, I'm about 10 seconds away from having sex!

She could barely make out his face, but his cheeks look flushed. "You want to…?"

No, I don't Craig, why must our relationship always come back to sex?

Against her wishes, she nodded her head…

He got back down and started kissing her. Quinn was now in her dress slip, which was silky and black, Craig's hands made their way up the slip, caressing her breasts

I can't be doing this, not now, does he even have protection?

"Craig, wait"

He disgustedly sat up. "What"

"Do you have, a, you know, condom?"

"Yes, I'll put it on later, lets, just, get back to where we were?"

Does he love me? Do I love him, damn, what the hell?

He started leaning.

"Craig, do you love me?"

He froze. He didn't know what to say. A joke, yes a joke, that would be great!

"Nope, I think you smell" he said sarcastically

"Craig, come on"

She thought of something, she hadn't been in the water for months, or even swimming.

She went on, "Craig, you want to go swimming?"

"Well…"

She sat up. "Come on Craig, it would be fun…"

Craig looked at her. She looked so beautiful, standing underneath the stars like that Her hands were placed at her hips, again, he had just wooed her into his spell romantically. She was now in her black, silky slip. It was barely covering her chest, and he just kept staring. He didn't want to go swimming; the water was probably freezing…

He looked at her confused. "Are you sure, swimming, it's probably 40 degrees!"

She smiled at him. "So, we can, you know, warm each other up…"

Quinn took of running for the water, Craig running behind her. This was extremely unlike her. But with Craig, she felt like anything was possible.

"Quinn, what are you doing?"

"I told you Craig! I'm going to swim"

She got to waters edge, "Are you coming or not rocker boy?"

"Defiantly coming" Craig took off of his tux as fast as he could. He left at the shore, as it got swept up with the waves, never to return. The only thing he was in was his dark red boxer shorts. He was freezing.

Quinn was now up to the first sand bar. It was only up to her lower shins.

"Craig come on" She said as she was splashing the water. It wasn't that freezing; it was only about 60 degrees.

Craig ran into the water, his feet were starting to go numb. Their bodies now pressed against each other trying to fight off the cold. Quinn could feel him tipping backwards into the freezing waters of Lake Ontario. She opened her eyes; Craig scooped her out of the water. Once again, he pressed his body against hers.

He whispered into his ears, "You wanna go back into shore, where, we have a blanket, and we can keep each other warm"

Here comes the "I wanna have sex with you" part.

"Craig, I want to stay here, like this"

His hands were now going up and down her back. "No, really, I'm freezing my ass of, let's go and be lovers in shore ok?"

"Craig, I just want to stay here, no sex okay?"

"What? I mean, just a minute ago…" he trailed off. He was getting pissed off.

"A minute ago. Craig, that was then alright?"

He let go over her. "Why, why now, can't we just go back in to shore and stay where we were?"

Quinn was getting mad. "Craig, because I don't want to"

"Why Quinn, just tell me?"

"Craig no, don't ruin it okay?"

"Ruin what, why is something wrong with me?"

Quinn turned around and looked at Craig's face. He looked hurt. Nothing was wrong with him, he was perfect…

"No, Craig, nothing's wrong with you, why would you even say that?"

Why am I fighting with her like this…?

"Then why Quinn, why don't you want to do it?"

She didn't love him; it was too soon, pregnancy, babies…anything

"Craig it's not that…"

"Tell me Quinn, what is it?"

"Fine Craig, you wanna know why?"

Craig had this smug look on his face. "Yes. Please, tell me"

Quinn looked defeated. "Because, I had a baby".

She looked defeated. He had won.