Turnaround

by ravenrules23


Summary:After moving to Toronto to live with his mom, Peter Stone couldn't be more nervous aboutDegrassi.But will one girl make it seem all better?Season 5 sort-of spoilers! please R&R!


Chapter One- The New Kid

The stinging sound of my alarm clock woke me up as I tried to stay asleep. I knew Mom would knock on my door multiple times and yell at me soon, so I got out of my comfy bed and decided to find some clothes to wear. Of course, I had to look good on the first day, as Mother would request. So I grabbed a white shirt and a see-through blue button up to wear over it. That should be enough to please.

Yeah, so I bet you're wondering who this guy is. I'm Peter. I just transferred to Degrassi Community School as of this summer, after moving back to Toronto. I've lived with my dad for most of my life in Vancouver, so adjusting to Toronto hasn't really been that hard. But, adjusting to the hectic-ness of my mom's life can prove to be a challenge. Have I mentioned that my mom's the principal of DCS? Yeah, principal. Imagine that.

Life with my dad was so much easier. We always hung out together, went to baseball games and made movies. I think that's where I get my passion for film-making. We'd always make movies together, even when I was little. It's just always been a part of my life. So when I received the news that I was moving, I didn't want to go. Mom's not really into movies. And plus, having Dad there helping me was awesome. Now I'm on my own…

"Peter! Your pancakes are getting cold!"

I snapped out of my thoughts and into my bathroom, where I was still in my trunks and dirty brown t-shirt. I took off the shirt and put on the two shirts I had laid out. After brushing my teeth and combing my blonde hair, I quickly looked in the mirror for self-assurance. Sure enough, I looked liked I always did. Tall, blonde, blue-eyed, your typical Paul Walker type. But hey, it worked for me. Might as well work with what you've got.

I walked into the kitchen, where Mom was in her principal worthy suit preparing her breakfast. She glanced at me and smiled.

"Finally you're awake. Nice outfit." Mom said.

"Not bad yourself Principal." I replied, smirking.

"Thanks, I guess." Mom replied, sitting down at the dinner table.

I looked at my pancakes and decided to sit next to her, like a good son would do. I started eating, while looking at the newspaper that was laid out on the table, facing me.

"So Mom, first day today. You nervous?" I said.

"Not really. I'm just hoping all the students know how to behave. How about you…since it's your first day and all." Mom replied.

"Yeah, kind of. But I know it'll be ok." I said.

Mom smiled and got up. "Speaking of school, I've got to go. Have a nice day honey."

"Bye Mom." I replied.

She kissed me on the cheek and left the house. Finally, a few moments to myself. I finished the pancakes and went into my room, grabbing my video camera and stuffing it in my backpack. I'd be sure to tape some things today, as I always do. I also grabbed a few extra tapes, just in case I run out.

Once the bus arrived, I got on and sat next to this girl. She was really blonde, with a confident look on her face. Her long hair fell onto her shoulders gracefully as she bent down to grab her backpack. Obviously knowing that I was looking at her, she smiled at me and winked. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad…

The bus halted to a stop. Everyone stood up, and before I could say anything to the girl, she got up and left. Yet again, another perfectly good chance, thrown away. I sighed and got off the bus, looking at the school in front of me. It didn't look as violent as it was rumored to be…after that shooting and all. Students were talking and hustling about like usual…the school looked normal to me. But as I walked inside, I realized Degrassi was far from normal.

I managed to find my locker without asking some stranger to help me, thank god. As I finally got the lock open and started to look inside, two girls walked up. The girl that had sat next to me on the bus, and a girl that must be her friend. I smiled, obviously happy that the girl was 2 inches away from me. She smiled back.

"Hey. We just saw you and thought we'd say hi." the girl said.

"Well, I'm very happy with your decision. I'm Peter." I said.

The girls laughed. "I'm Emma and this is my good friend Manny. Nice to meet you."

I smiled and took out my video camera.

"Say hi to the camera!" I said, pointing the camera at Emma and Manny.

"Um…hi." Emma said, surprised that I had a video camera.

"Yeah…I'm a bit of a camera freak, if you don't mind." I replied.

"It's ok…just kind of surprised. But anyway…so why are you here?" Emma asked.

"I moved here this summer, got transferred to Degrassi. You girls been here long?" I asked, looking at Emma.

"Yeah, since Grade 7. Me and Manny have quite a history here, I must say." Emma replied. Manny smiled, still staring at Peter with satisfaction.

"Oh really? So you guys were here for that shooting? Must have been horrible…I saw the news special and everything." I said.

Emma's smile turned into a frown. "Yeah…it was really tough. If you were as involved in it as I was…you'd never forget it."

"Wow…did that guy almost shoot you?" I said.

"Yeah…it was so scary. That feeling that you get when you fear for your life…it's not something you want to experience." Emma replied.

"Sorry to hear that. Anyway, so you guys Juniors?" I asked.

"Yeah…are you?" Emma asked.

"Yep. I'm a junior who's just as confused as a freshman." I replied.

They both laughed again, Manny seeming to laugh more than Emma…and that kind of freaked me out.

"Well we've got to get going. Don't want to be late for homeroom, after all. Hope to see you there!" Emma said, waving goodbye as she and Manny left.

I couldn't believe my eyes. Emma…actually talking to me? That's never happened with any of my crushes. But I knew this one was different from those anyway….this one actually had promise. Something I'd never experienced before. And it felt good.


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