Chapter Twelve: Waking Up Next To Someone Can Be Good Or Bad

Rex

"Shit!" I yelled, sitting up quickly.

"What's wrong?"

"I didn't realize I fell asleep here," I groaned.

"What's so bad about that? We had a great time last night," she said.

"Look Alyssa," I sighed, slumping over. "Someone saw us last night. I didn't say anything because I didn't want to ruin it…" I trailed off, sighing.

"So what? We'll make up some kind of excuse. We always get away with it," she said, wrapping her arms around me. I looked up to make sure the shades were drawn before I continued. We were squeezed together on her couch.

"It wasn't just someone; it was Jesse's roommate. I don't think we'll get out of this one," I told her.

"Sure we will. Because we love each other," she said, kissing my neck. I turned and kissed her lightly.

"What are you gonna tell Jeff?" I asked.

"Who's Jeff?" she asked jokingly.

"Your husband. Remember him? He's gonna find it odd that you brought your daughter here and spent the night with her." I looked over at the playpen in the corner where the baby was fast asleep.

"He just thinks sometimes I work too late grading papers to come home. Don't worry about it; he's my problem, not yours. But you know…we have a little time before breakfast…" she trailed off.

I instantly brightened up.

"Really? Well, we better be quick then. I got on top of her. She was only in her underwear, and I easily got that off.

And then the baby started crying.

"You better get her," I sighed. She stood up, threw her bathrobe on, and picked her daughter up. "I'll see you later." I stood up and attempted to find my clothes. My shirt was thrown over a lamp. And my pants were under the couch. "Shoes…where the fuck are my shoes?"

"Don't go!" she protested.

"I have to. Got 'em," I said as I picked them up from under her desk.

"Fine," she sighed, rocking the baby.

"Bye Gracie," I said, kissing her on the cheek. I quickly kissed Alyssa as well before sneaking out of her office.

Now, I've just got to get to everyone before Marco does.

Thomas

I woke up, but didn't open my eyes. I was holding someone in my arms. Think…think…where am I?

I got so drunk last night…and what did I do?

Okay there was a hot girl at the bar…and…

She was blonde.

Name? What's her name? I've gotta remember it before she realizes I'm awake.

I felt her move a little. Um…Ashley? No…Jessica? No, that's not it. Oh yeah, Kate.

"Mmm…good morning," I said, opening my eyes. "WHAT THE FUCK?" I yelled, shoving myself away.

Not good.

"Lindsey, what the fuck!" I yelled again. He opened his eyes.

"Oh man, oh man…" he said, trying to get away from me.

"I thought I was here with some girl named Kate?" I groaned, looking around the room. I peeked under the sheets to see if I was naked. Phew. At least I had boxers on.

I watched Lindsey do the same, but he grimaced.

"Don't look," he said, pulling the sheets closer to him.

"Fuck man. Don't even tell me that I…" I put a hand to my mouth.

"I hope not," Lindsey said, standing up with the sheet wrapped around him. He began searching for his boxers. "I was with a girl named Sarah last night. I don't know what happened."

"Oh, you're awake," a female voice said as the door opened.

"Kate?" I asked, a little unsure. She was blonde…

"Yeah. I had a great time last night," she said.

And then someone who looked exactly like her walked in behind her, only she had brown hair.

"Sarah, hey," Lindsey said, smiling.

We bagged twins? That's fucking awesome.

"You guys have to go," Sarah said, looking worried.

"Before our dad wakes up," Kate added.

"I'm out of here," I said, grabbing my pants on a nearby chair.

"Just one question first," Lindsey asked, finally finding his boxers, and pants too. "Did we…?" he trailed off, motioning to me.

"Oh no. You and I stayed in this room, and Kate and Thomas were in her room, but you passed out like that, and we decided to drag Thomas in here and locked the door, in case one of our parents woke up," Sarah explained.

"Thank the lord. Let's go Linds," I said.

We left as quickly as we could, not looking back.

Lindsey

"Twins?" I asked, smiling.

"What can I say, I know what I'm doing," Thomas bragged.

"Hey, I had the hotter one," I said.

"They're identical you idiot!" he said, smacking me on the shoulder.

"Whatever."

Nate

I woke up, completely entangled with Craig. His breath was hot on my neck, and it was turning me on.

"Hey you," I said, turning my head as much as I could. I poked him in the cheek and rolled over.

"Good morning," he said, smiling.

"So, are you still sure you liked all that?" I asked.

"Positive," he answered. Then he kissed me on the cheek. "But I should go get ready before breakfast."

"Don't go," I said.

Craig

He pulled me towards him more, and kissed me hard.

"I'm still new to this, you know," I said. "I'm not sure what this makes us…"

"Well, it's a little too early to tell. But I think we'd be great together."

"You're probably right," I smiled.

"Does that mean you're staying?" he asked me.

It wouldn't hurt to skip one day…

Rory

I woke up next to Andrew. The whole night was us curled up together in complete silence. Neither of us knew what to say. He was right; I'm in love with Marco. I wouldn't have had sex with him if I wasn't. But I'm also in love with Andrew.

How can one person love two people? And how will I ever be able to choose between the two of them.

This can't be that tough. I've known Andrew longer, and I've loved him longer.

But I had sex with Marco last night.

Andrew stirred next to me. I looked over at him and watched him sleep. I should pick him. I know it right now. But I can't make that kind of decision on my own.

I shook him a little, and his forehead wrinkled. He slowly opened his eyes and looked up at me.

"Don't leave him," he whispered.

He knew exactly what I was thinking.

"But you…" I started to say.

"You're in love. And that's all that matters to me. You know him better than I do. I won't let you give that up just for me," he said.

"Andrew, I love you too much to do that do you," I said, looking away. He pulled my chin towards him and looked into my eyes.

"I love you too much to stop you."

Of course, he meant that in a brotherly type of way.

I know people think it's disgusting that I'm in love with Andrew. But I've never thought of him as my brother. I've only thought of him as my best friend. His parents adopted me. We're not blood related.

Why does life have to be so complicated?

"Promise me that you won't," he whispered.

"I promise," I whispered back. "But only if you promise me that you'll stop cutting yourself. You know I hate it when you do that."

"I promise." He kissed me on the cheek and got out of bed, walking straight into the bathroom.

Andrew

I shouldn't have made that promise. I don't know if I can stop.

And I don't know if I want Rory to be with Marco.

I want him to be happy, but I also want Marco.

But it seems that Rory gets what he wants, even if he doesn't realize it.

I never get what I want.

Remy

Whoa…I slept with him last night?

I sat up and looked at a peacefully sleeping Kelly.

I shook him vigorously.

"Wh…what?" he asked groggily, rubbing his eyes.

"Did I drink last night?" I asked him. "Because I'm not remembering how you got here…"

"No. I slipped in after my tutoring session," he said, winking before closing his eyes.

"Are you insane? My roommate could have been in here!" I whispered loudly.

"Well, he wasn't. I saw him leave. Besides, I locked the door behind me, so it's not like anyone could have come in."

"And just how do you plan on getting out with no one seeing you?" I asked.

Instead of answering me, he kissed me, pulling me into his lap as he sat up.

"Do we have to leave?"

Jesse

I woke up and stretched. Marco was curled in a ball at the wrong end of his bed.

I woke up in the middle of the night and Marco wasn't there. I fell asleep again before he even got back from wherever it was that he went. I got up and walked over, sitting down next to him.

"Rough night?" I asked, kissing him lightly.

His eyes popped open and he looked at me.

"You could say that," he said, sitting up. I leaned my head on his shoulder and kissed his neck. "Don't," he said rather harshly, pulling away.

"What's wrong?" I asked him. "It's not like we haven't done anything else before…"

"Jesse, look…I have to tell you something."

Great. It's the 'I like to fool around with you but this isn't going anywhere' speech.

Marco

How can I tell him that Rex is cheating on him?

I mean, what we're doing could probably be considered cheating too…but…Rex was…

With a girl. A teacher.

I took a deep breath.

Here goes nothing.

"Remember when Nate was in the hospital?" I asked him.

"Yeah…why? What does that have to do with us?"

"Well, he asked me to do something for him that night…" I trailed off, not sure to just come out with it or to draw it out.

"What did he ask you to do?" he asked me, looking worried.

"To follow Rex."

"Um…look, Marco…" but I interrupted him and blurted it out.

"He's cheating on you with a teacher. Alyssa Skye. A girl. I couldn't believe it myself! I'm sorry Jesse. I really am. I almost wish I didn't know so I didn't have to be the one to tell you."

Jesse was just staring at me. I guess he was at a loss for words.

I was waiting for him to just blow up at me for following him, or yell at me that I was lying…or…anything…

"I know."

A/N: I'll end it there. So Jesse's known all along…you'll find out more about that later. Once again, I'm gonna ask, who do you like Marco with/want to see him with? Or who do you want other people to be with? Just wondering…

azure: I'm glad you like the story...thanks for your reviews...they really remind me why I keep writing.

DeviousDegrassi: I really am not sure how long the story will be. I'm gonna guess at 25-30 chapters, but I'm also pretty sure I want to do a sequel. Right now I've got my ideas lined up for 23 chapters or something. It's hard to tell though because the way I write it, not many days pass...and I want to write at least the whole year. I was going to have the sequel be over the summer, but, there may have to be three stories then. The number of stories depends on how many more ideas I can come up with.

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