A/N: I'm not sure what the real names of the "Montreal Crew" are so I'm wigging it for the most part. Also I don't condone underage drinking or driving. Once again thanks for all the great reviews! :)

Jay drove down the dark winding road reflecting on what happened. Who the fuck does Paige think she is? Does she really think she can change me? Jay looked up in his rear view mirror at his freshly dyed hair. He violently took his hand through his hair and put his hat back on. Why did I agree to all of this? Why the hell am I so angry? Am I angry at her or at myself? Jay pulled into the wooded area and parked his car. He rubbed his face. I need to get drunk. I need to stop thinking. I need to be around people like myself. People who don't care. Low lives, that is who I need to be around. Not people like Paige.

He got out and walked down a steep path until he reached the bright glow of the bon fire. The sounds of rap music floated through the night's air. Couples made out on benches, while others engaged in drinking. Jay continued walking until he heard the voice of his friend Tre. "Well look who decided to bless us with is company" Tre said walking up to Jay a beer in hand. Tre was a tall guy with broad shoulders he looked much older than his 17 years of age.

"Tre just shut up and get me a drink." Tre laughed. "Do I look like your bitch? Yo, Tony throw me a beer!" Tre yelled up to a skinny dark haired guy. Tony got a beer from the cooler and threw it down to Tre. Tre handed over the frosted bottle to Jay. Jay continued on his walk to "his" bench Tre followed. "So what gives man? Why weren't you down here sooner?"

Jay took a seat on top of the bench and cracked open his beer, he took a long swig before replying. "Does it really matter why I wasn't here? Is everything suddenly going to stop if Jay Hogart is not here? It sure as hell looks like everything is carrying on, people are still getting drunk, girls are still falling for the same old lies and hooking up with the guys, the same fucking music is being played." Tre put his hands up and motioned for his friend to calm down. Jay shook his head and took another long swig of his beer.

"Man, sorry I was just wondering what you were doing and where you were no need to go all postal on me"

"I can tell you what he was doing, he was off with the queen of the superficial, and now he thinks he can come hang out with us loser freaks." Alex said walking up to the bench chugging down the last of her beer before chucking it on the floor.

Tre backed away he knew it would be in his best interest if he just left Jay and Alex alone when they are fighting.

"Here comes my ray of sunshine to brighten my day" He said as he finished his beer with one gulp.

"Cut the shit Jay, what is going on with you and Paige?" Alex said moving closer to him her hands on her slim hips. Jay stared at her tanned stomach that was peeking below her white wifebeater and how her semi-baggy cargo pants hung just below her hip bones, his eyes moved up wards to her face, the light from the bon fire set her face a glow and the light danced around in her deep brown eyes in a fiery motion. He got up off the bench.

"Why do you care? Shouldn't you be using that lovely mouth of yours for other things? Say Dominic for example? Instead of wasting your time talking to me?" He said as he rubbed his thumb across her lips and rested it on her chin. She pushed his hand away.

"Jay, just remember who you are, and where you came from, you are not like them, you are scum in their eyes. Whatever that bitch has worked up her sleeve is nothing but another ploy to make people like us even further below and to guide her further up the popularity ladder. Remember that." Alex walked away. Jay watched her as she left.

"Nice talking to you Alex!" he yelled up at her. She flipped him off. He turned back around and continued on his way.

"Yo, Tony! Another brewsky!"

Paige sat in front of her vanity brushing her hair. Jay's words played back into her head over and over. "People like me and people like you don't mix." Are we really that different? A knock at her door broke her thoughts. "Honey can I come in?" Paige mother asked. "Sure" Paige mother stepped in to her daughters room, she gave the usual mother look around and then stood behind her daughter. "What's up mom?" she said as she continued brushing her hair. Her mother took the brush from her daughter and began brushing it for her.

"You always had such beautiful hair, I remember when I used to have to brush it before you went to school. I would put it up in little curls and ribbons." Her mother smiled as she looked at her daughter's reflection in the mirror.

"Ook? What's going on? Did you really come in here to talk about my childhood hair routines?"

Her mother continued to smile. "I never see that much of you Paige, you are always busy with school, cheerleading practice, boys, and your friends, that I hardly get to see how my little girl is." Paige smiled. "Your little girl is just fine mom, you are just going through this whole crazy parental complex because Dylan flew the nest."

Her mother put down her brush and placed a hand of her shoulder. "Your right dear, I don't know how I will handle you leaving."

"Well we still have a few more years until that will happen." Paige reached up and patted her mom's hand. Her mother smiled.

"Did you get a lot of studying done at Hazel's?"

"You could say that again, I learned a lot."

"That's good. Well you should be getting to bed school in the morning."

Paige groaned. "Yea don't remind me." Paige's mother was about to leave. "Hey mom?"

"Yes dear?"

"Do you think two people could be so completely different that they could never have any kind of friendship or ..relationship?" Her mother pulled in her house robe and walked back over to her daughter.

"I believe that no matter how different someone may seem from yourself there is always at least one thing that you can find in common. But even so opposites do attract and it's sometimes those opposites that bring a friendship together. Just see it as, your weaknesses may be that person's strengths and your strengths may be their weaknesses. In the end it works out even though it may be a bumpy start." She patted Paige on her head. "Now get to bed." Paige smiled. "Good night mom" "Good night dear."

Paige clicked off her light and climbed into bed. The soft glow of the moon filtered in through her blinds. She closed her eyes. Tomorrow is going to be a long day.