Title: Popcorn Makes Everything Romantic

Rating: This chapter is probably PG due to slight language/sexual content.

Disclaimer: None of these characters are mine...I cannot claim them. They all belong to the hardworking people involved with Degrassi. Oh, and I still don't own Grease.

Feedback: Yes please, I want to know what everyone thinks of this story so far.

Summary: This will be a Palex (Paige/Alex) story...So, you are warned. If you are not into females dating other females, please don't read this story. It's not for you. It's about what might have happened had Alex and Paige not kissed in Lexicon of Love, would they have found their way together anyway, and what would have happened, in my opinion, if the details of the movie premier night were altered.

Author's Note: Again, and as always, I appreciate the reviews that I get. Lack of homework on a weekend means that you guys/girls get an update. Whoo.

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Jay glanced in the rearview mirror at the girl in the back seat. She was slouched against the window, staring outside at the blackness of the night. "Didn't you find that a little bit unnecessary?"

"Nope," Alex answered, still looking at the window. A smirk was now playing at her lips.

"None of it?" She shook her head. "You don't feel guilty now?"

The raven-haired girl finally looked towards the front of the car. She glanced at Jay, who was driving, and then over at Amy who was silent and asleep. "As unburdened as ever."

Jay sighed. "You were giving me directions, then purposely got us lost. Then, when we went to a gas station to ask for directions, you tried to get me to leave without Amy." Alex smiled at the memory. It was a good one, but it didn't work. That was when she had been banished to the back seat. She wasn't a good navigator, when she didn't want to be.

Alex scanned the back of Jay's head carefully. "Don't tell me that you weren't tempted." He shrugged. "I knew it!"

Alex's shout awoke Amy with a jolt. "Knew what?"

Alex leaned up against Amy's seat and whispered in her ear, hoping Jay wouldn't hear. "Jay wanted to leave you here."

Amy huffed, "Yeah right. You're just jealous."

Alex was tired of trying to be nice, not that she tried very hard with Amy. The sarcasm was coming out. "Yes, every morning I wake up wishing I was more like you. Heaven is a place on earth after all." She paused for a moment. Pauses made everything dramatic. "Oh, wait. No I don't wish that, because that'd be hell."

"Skank," Amy seethed. She awake suddenly.

Alex scoffed and rolled her eyes at Amy's stupidity and apparent bad memory. "Me? The skank? You're the one who was in the Ravine with my boyfriend."

Amy smiled slowly. "If you would have given him what he wanted, then he wouldn't have cheated on you."

"What? He wanted gonorrhea? Because that's what he got from you."

"Hey now!" Jay's one hand was trying to separate the two girls, while the other one was on the steering wheel. "Ladies, separate. Don't make me turn this car around now."

Alex sighed and sat back in her seat, away from Amy's glare. "If you turn this car around, then we'll end up at the gas station again."

Jay chuckled, considering the opposite effect of what could happen at the gas station. Instead of Amy being left, Alex could be left. "And you don't want to go there again, do you?"

Alex rolled her eyes, knowing that Jay was glancing in the rearview mirror at her. "You're a moron."

"Not to mention that I'm the driver."

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Spinner's arm was still working its way around Paige's shoulders. "Good movie, huh?"

"What?" Paige glanced at the guy to her side, distracted by the movie that was still playing. "Yeah, I already told you that I liked this one." He was still staring at her, so she continued. "Memory loss is not normal at any age. Silly boy, I think that this whole Darcy thing is still messing with your mind."

He smiled at her, then moved a spare piece of hair from her face. "Let's not talk about Darcy."

Paige glanced down momentarily, then back up. "Should we talk about why your hand is on my shoulder?"

He smiled at her, in a way that he hoped was charming. "If you want."

"Or why you're sitting so close to me?"

His smile grew, "If you want."

"And why are you talking like that?" Paige scooted away from him. "Stop it. It makes you sound like Dracula minus the accent. If you tell me that you're going to suck my blood…I'll scream."

"It's okay, Paige. Amy told me what you said." He scooted closer to her again, and suddenly it was reminded her of the movie Grease, in the movie theatre scene, at least if Sandy was dating Rizzo instead of Danny.

What Amy said. Paige searched her mind for what Amy could have said, when a horrible thought came to mind. "What did I say? That Dracula is a turn-on? Because it's definitely not true." Spinner, the poor boy, looked confused. So, she became more specific. "The only one who gets to touch my neck is Alex."

Spinner's mouth dropped open a bit in shock and confused. "What does Alex have to do with this? Amy told me, Paige." He shrugged and motioned between himself and Paige. "It's okay."

Suddenly there was a vibrating sound from Paige's purse. "That's my cell." She picked it up and glanced at the caller I.D. "It's Alex. Do you mind?"

"Whatever," Spinner was frustrated. "I'll be here."

"Over there actually," Paige pointed away from herself. "I'm on the phone."

He scoffed, "Whatever you say"
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"Jay, leave me alone. I can't give you directions while I'm on the phone." Alex sank back into the seat. She wasn't in the front seat, she didn't have to give directions anymore. That was a rule. Jay was frowning. "I don't care what you want to do. Talk to Amy. I don't care if she's asleep. Wake her up then. I'm not making-out out with you no matter how many sports analogies you make." Amy had fallen back asleep after arguing with Alex. She really wasn't very entertaining that evening. "Hey you," she smiled as she spoke. This time she meant for it to be to Paige, and the blonde knew.

"Hey Hun," Paige couldn't help but smile too. "Sports analogies?"

Alex sighed. She sounded rather tired. "Promise you'll never use them?"

Paige chuckled. "Do I seem like the sports kind of girl to you?"

"Point taken. So, how's the movie? I didn't interrupt it did I?"

"It's okay. You know I've seen it before…"

"I did watch it with you though." Alex trailed off for a moment, and Paige remembered a few moments where she and Alex had become, well, a bit pre-occupied with each other.

"Well, okay, I might have missed part of it."

Alex smirked. "That was your fault though!"

"You initiated it."

"So? Still your fault."

Paige smiled, and Spinner began to put a few details together in his mind. "Pretty sure that I wasn't the only one enjoying it."

"I know that I didn't complain, obviously, I didn't complain because…" Alex stopped for a moment because she noticed that Amy had woken up again. Her thoughts shifted. "Paige, does Spinner know you're not on a date?"

"What?" Paige's nose scrunched up as she noticed the abrupt subject change. "That doesn't fit in with this conversation."

"I know, but Amy just woke up. She's glaring at me, and reminded me of this."

"Amy looks nothing like Spinner." Paige giggled at her own joke.

"Just make sure that he knows you're taken."

"Oooh, possessive."

Alex relaxed and continued flirting, although both Jay and Amy were taking glances back towards her now. "You know it."

"I like it."

"Tell him."

"I will, but I'm sure he knows. Later Hun."

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Paige flipped her phone shut, and then she glanced over at her ex-boyfriend. "Spin, what did Amy tell you?"

"That you're into me. It's okay if you're shy, Paige." Maybe it wasn't what the phone conversation had seemed like…Maybe Amy wasn't lying…

"Um, Spin, listen. There's something you should know." Paige fiddled with her phone's antennae for a moment, and Spinner knew that meant she was nervous. Bad sign.

"I already do know. Amy told me, remember?"

"No, see, Amy is a head-case. You really shouldn't listen to her." Paige took a deep breath, before just saying it outright and truthfully. "I'm dating someone, Spin."

"You what? Who?" Spinner turned to the side, so that he could focus on Paige better. He was no longer sitting right next to her. "Do I know him?"

Him. Oh. Well. Paige smile nervously, then flipped her phone into her purse. She shut the purse and readjusted her hair before answering him. He was waiting non-too-patiently. "Well, no, you don't know him, per say."

Spinner rephrased his question. "What's the name?"

"Alex," Paige mentioned it casually.

"That's kind of weird…Your best friend and your boyfriend are both named Alex?" Spinner stopped when he noticed Paige's facial expression. He had something wrong. "Oh." He chuckled, unsure if he was reading into the situation correctly. "It's that Alex? The one you just called? The one who hates Amy? As in the female Alex? Jay's ex-girlfriend Alex?"

Paige took pity on him, and stopped his rambling with one sentence of her own. "Well, usually I just call her Alex, actually."