Chapter 1
Ellie's POV
The cold air hit my face as I stepped out into the bright september day. I was -finally- in 12th grade, my senior year. And after everything that has happened these past years, i've got to say, I can't wait to get out of this school. I mean, ever since i've moved here, things have gone wrong. Marco being gay, my mom, cutting, the co-op, sean..ugh, sean. I didn't even want to think about him. I just wanted to get on with my last year of school. I don't even care if he comes back. Okay, maybe I do. But it's not like i would jump into his arms if I saw him. He left. And okay, I do miss him. To the point where i've actually almost called him. But I didn't. And I wouldn't talk to that jerk, even if you payed me.
I'm making a resolution this year: No guys. I've experimented with them, and i've come up with a proposition - guys suck. First, it was marco. Don't get me wrong, Marco is one of the sweetest guys you'll ever meet. But when he told me that he couldn't love me like I loved him, it completely crushed me. Then, Sean. I loved sean, I really did. Yeah, he had some bad qualities. He stole things, and thats not too good. But it was like he was different when he was with me. And it was the first time in my life that I felt important to someone. Like I mattered. And then he left. And things have been kinda crappy after that. Wow, this is pathetic, I need to move on. Sean and me are over. So why do I still miss him like crazy?
Sean's POV
I could hear my parent screaming at each other to answer the phone. They were drunk again-go figure. I fell into their lie again. I thought they would be different this time, I thought they would have changed. But I guess not. I shouldn't have ever stayed here. I had an apartment, student welfare, and Ellie. I couldn't have asked for more. And there I go, screwing things up again. I had something good with Ellie. And I broke her heart. Way to go, Cameron.
I've done a lot of thinking. Maybe I should go back. I could get my apartment back, and I could go back on student welfare. I seriously can't stand living here anymore. Everyday is like the same routine. Wake up, clean house, go to school, come home, clean some more, do homework, go to sleep. I never have any time for myself. When I was in Toronto, I could even get away with go out after school. I have absolutley no idea how I fit it all in. How did I have so much time on my hands? I can barely finish my homework here.
Now I know. I have to go back. I cant take living here anymore. Even if it's not easy, I have to get out of here. I'd go to live with Tracker in Alberta, but I have my pride, and I remember him clearly saying 'Just wait bro, your gonna be banging on my door before you know it'. And i'm going to do that. I'm going to change. I need a major change.
I left the house and walked 2 blocks into the nearest store. I've learned my way around here. It's been 5 monthes. 5 monthes since I left Toronto, 5 monthes since i've been to degrassi, 5 monthes since i've seen anyone, but most importantly, 5 monthes since i've seen Ellie, and 5 monthes since I left her to live with my so-called parents. I walked into the second isle. I searched the shelf for a little, then I finally found it. Jet black hair coloring. Perfect.