A/N: This story is rated M for drug use and reference, explicit violence and language, sexual references, use of alcohol, and because it's a very dark story, in case you weren't able to tell by the prologue. If you have a problem with it, don't read the story and then flame me for its mature content. I warned you. Don't be an immature idiot. I don't own 6teen, or any of the characters. The International Snow, Skate and Swim Competition is fictional… I believe. Ha ha, if it isn't, oh well. However the hotel I mention is real. Ok enough of this.

"Caitlin Cooke, please step forward to receive your diploma."

A flirtatious young lady stood up. Before she walked, she hugged all her friends and giggled happily. Her short blonde hair was looking gorgeous, which must have taken hours upon hours to prepare. Not to mention the outfit she was wearing. A skin-tight pink dress that barely passed her knees and showed off her every curve. Wolf whistles were heard from the crowd as she walked up on the stage. One young man was particularly interested in her, and it was one of her friends. She glanced to the crowd with her sparkling green eyes that were enhanced with blue eye shadow and smiled flirtatiously. She took her diploma and ran up to her mother and father, despite her two-inch heels. She hugged them and squealed in delight. She trotted down the steps and sat with her friends again.

"Jonesy Garcia, please step forward to receive your diploma."

A young man stepped forward and walked towards the stage. His black bangs hung over his face dreamily. His tan coloured skin complimented his onyx irises. He wore a simple black tuxedo with a green bowtie. His sleek, black shoes shone from the bright lights in the auditorium. As he climbed the steps to the stage he grinned and waved to the crowd, winking at several ladies who were waving frantically and screaming his name. He took the rolled up parchment and shook the hand of the man that gave it to him. His mother and father joined him on stage and shook his hand. Jonesy smiled and gave his father a hug and his mother a kiss on the cheek. A big "Awwwwwww" was emitted from the audience. Jonesy left the stage and returned to his friends, who gave him hugs and ruffled his hair.

"Jude Lizowski, please step forward to receive your diploma."

A young man stood up and, like Caitlin, hugged his friends before walking up onto the stage. For once, his hat was not on his head. His blonde hair was brushed out and slicked back in an effort to appear more formal. To his friends he just looked goofy, except Caitlin. To her, he looked so handsome. He wore a white tuxedo jacket with blank pants and shoes. He had a black tie which his friends had to help him do-up, since he couldn't find a clip-on at the last minute. His blue eyes were alive with excitement; he had actually graduated. He walked up onto the stage and gave the diploma presenter a big "Duuuuuuuude" and took his parchment. He waited on his stage for his parents, but they didn't come. He glanced around, hoping to find them coming up one of the isles. Nothing. He slouched his shoulders and hung his head as he walked off the stage. He pushed his friends away as they tried to comfort him.

"Jen Masterson, please step forward to receive your diploma."

Jen stood up and walked towards the stage. Her shoulder length brown hair was tied back and curled. Her purple eyes were accented by a small amount of orange eye shadow that matched her long dress and heels. Her dress dragged across the floor graciously as she walked upon the stage.

Jonesy stood in his chair and screamed, "That's my sister! Wooooo!"

Jen smiled and laughed as he was re-seated by a professor. She took her diploma and hugged and kissed her parents. She left the stage and smiled with her friends as she sat down.

"Wyatt Williams, please step forward to receive your diploma."

A dark-skinned man stood and smiled. He had grown his black hair out to tie it into a ponytail, instead of his afro that he had going for a few years. He wore a red, tailed suit jacket with a black tie. He wore black pants and red shoes. He waited with his friends for a moment as they hugged him and then walked up the steps. He took his diploma and smiled broadly. His parents met him at the stairs and he hugged them tightly. His mother kissed his forehead and he left to sit with his friends.

"Nikki Wong, please step forward to receive your diploma."

The pierced punk stood up and joined in yet another group hug. Her purple hair looked as it normally would, she didn't bother doing anything special to it. Her deep chocolate eyes were accented by her usual purple eye shadow. She wore a black dress that clung in all the right places. Jonesy purred as she brushed past him. Her feet sported very short black heels. She walked onto the stage and took her diploma without a smile. Before meeting up with her parents, she stood in the center of the stage and raised her hands up in the air.

"I just want to let you all know, I HATED MY TEACHERS! Now I can say what I've always wanted to say to all my teachers! It would take too long to go through every single one, so I'll say just this. YOU SUCK ASS!"

She brushed off her dress and flashed a big thumbs up to the crowd as she hugged her very stunned parents. She sat back down into a roaring crowd that chanted her name. Except for Jonesy, all of her friends were appalled. She simply gave them a look that said "what?"

The friends were gathered around the lemon, cheering and making toasts to just about everything with free lemon stingers provided by Caitlin. Jen stood up and raised one hand to get everybody's attention. Once they were focused on her, she cleared her throat and began to speak.

"I was waiting to tell you guys, and I think I have waited long enough. You all know how I've wanted to become a professional snowboarder. Well, I've been invited to compete at The International Snow, Skate and Swim Competition in Switzerland!"

Caitlin squealed and grabbed Jen and squeezed her to death. "Jen! That is sooo exciting! Congratulations!"

Jen stopped her. "I have more. You're all coming, expenses paid! Tickets, food, spending cash, whatever. It's all free!"

Jonesy's eyes widened at the last three words. "F… Free?"

Jen nodded and grinned. Jonesy stood up and hugged her as hard as he could. He was squealing with delight, jumping up and down with her in his arms.

"Thank you for not sucking at snowboarding!" He exclaimed.

Jen laughed and broke the hug. Nikki, Wyatt, Jonesy and Caitlin went hysterical and were laughing and hugging each other. Jude on the other hand, remained in his seat and stared down at the table. He sighed and put his head in his hands, resting his elbows on the table.

"Jude… are you ok?" Caitlin asked.

Jude stiffened and glared at her. "Do you think I'm ok? My own parents stood me up on the most important day of my life! I can't believe they did that! How the hell could you ask if I'm ok! Are you that fucking stupid!"

With that he slammed his head onto the table and began crying. The once happy crowd went silent. That was the first time they had heard Jude swear, and it was to one of his best friends. Caitlin stood in shock. She was unsure of what to do. All that came out of her mouth was an apology.

"I'm sorry Jude…"

He sniffed and stood up to hug her, which caused Caitlin to blush. Jen took note of that.

"I'm sorry I got mad at you. It's not your fault."

"I-It's ok Jude." Caitlin squeaked out as she returned the hug.

He let out a long, shaky sigh and continued crying quietly. The gang brought their chairs over and sat with him, rubbing his back and doing whatever to try and make him feel better. Their efforts were futile. Jude broke free from Caitlin.

"I think I'm gonna go. See ya…"

He turned and walked down the hallway, leaving his friends behind to sit and discuss their plans for Switzerland, but not as happily as before.

Jude walked down the seemingly empty hall with a heavy heart, only to be stopped by Trisha. She hugged his waist.

"Oh, you poor baby. I saw what happened on stage. You must feel so down right now." She said.

Jude shrugged. "I guess… let go of me."

"Jude baby, I don't want to ever let go of you. Besides, you look like you could use a hug." Trisha whispered in his ear as she moved closer.

Jude pushed her away. "I'd like a hug from somebody who isn't a black-hearted bitch."

Trisha widened her eyes. "Oh my, now that's no way to talk to a lady. You're lucky you're so hot or else I would have slapped you for calling me that."

Jude hesitated for a moment. She just called him hot. He bit his lip and stared down at the floor. Trisha touched his chest seductively. Jude shot his head back up and stepped back.

"You are aware we all hate you right?" Jude snorted.

"We aren't in high school anymore honey. We can put those silly rivalries behind us." She moved her mouth beside his ear and whispered, "What do you say?"

Jude was breathing heavily and perspiration appeared on his forehead. He stared down her body. Her graduation dress was tighter and shorter then Caitlin's. He noticed every curve, and he couldn't stop looking. He shook his head and shut his eyes.

"No. I can't. You've done horrible things to Caitlin that I can't just put in the back of my mind." He answered.

Trisha would not give up. "Caitlin huh? That's what this is all about. Let me ask you something. Has she ever made a move on you?"

Jude shook his head and returned his eyes to the floor.

"Well, I'm here. I'm putting it all out for you, and I'm much prettier than Lemon Head."

Jude scoffed. "No you aren't."

Trisha squinted her eyes. "I see how this is. Well then mister, I see you're playing hard-to-get, and its really turning me on."

She pushed Jude up against the wall and pressed her lips on his hard. Jude's eyes were wide and his arms were flailing. He could feel her hands rubbing along his ribcage and on the sides of his thighs. It almost felt like she slipped something into his pocket, but he wasn't concerned about that at the moment. She kissed his neck, leaving her lipstick marks all over it. He pulled his head away and slapped Trisha across the face. She stood, stunned. He stood, angered.

"Don't fucking touch me again you filthy whore." Jude hissed.

Trisha moved forward. She loosened his tie and messed up his hair before he could slap her hand away. She quickly un-tucked his dress shirt and walked away casually, dropping a slip of paper with her digits written on it.

"Hey Trisha!" He yelled.

She turned her head over her shoulder. Jude picked up the slip of paper and tore it, flipping her off as he turned around and headed back to the lemon. He felt he needed to tell the gang about this, despite how down he was feeling.

"So Jen, do we get to share rooms?" Jonesy asked, cocking an eyebrow and smiling seductively at Nikki.

Nikki pushed him off his chair. He landed with a thud and groaned as she put her feet up on his seat. She laughed as he rubbed his head from the fall.

"You wish J, you wish."

Jonesy growled and raised his eyebrows at Nikki.

"Where are we staying?" Nikki asked, completely ignoring Jonesy.

"The Hilton Zurich Airport. It's a 5 star." She replied.

Jonesy looked at Jen. "We're staying… in an airport?"

Jen laughed. "No, that's just the name of the hotel."

"Riiight, that's pretty dumb." Jonesy scoffed.

Caitlin traced an imaginary on the table and sighed.

"You alright Cait?" Jen asked.

"No… I'm worried about Jude. While we're sitting here talking about our fantastic trip to Switzerland, he's off somewhere else feeling so down and depressed."

Just then Caitlin felt strong arms wrap around her shoulders. "You're right about the down part, but I'm not somewhere else."

Caitlin turned her head and her eyes lit up. "Jude!"

"The one and only dudette." He smiled.

Caitlin studied Jude. His messed up hair and clothes, the perspiration of his forehead, and the lipstick on his neck. She stood up and looked at him.

"What have you been doing?" She asked.

Jude turned to stare at everybody. "That's why I came back. See, Trisha met me in the hallway and…"

Caitlin put her hand on his mouth, with enough force to make Jude wince.

"Trisha?" She spat.

Jude nodded and took her hand off his mouth. "So anyway…"

Caitlin glared at him so coldly he stopped talking. "What were you two doing?"

Jude shifted; he wasn't fond of her tone of voice. "She was coming onto me and…"

He moved again, causing something to fall out of his pocket. Caitlin shot down and picked it up before Jude realized what had happened. She examined it. It was a condom wrapper. It was empty. Caitlin's mouth dropped, as did everybody else's.

"I've never seen that in my life, I swear!" Jude exclaimed.

Caitlin let it fall to the ground as she stared at Jude, tears brimming in her eyes. Jude brought his hands up to grip Caitlin's shoulders, but she jerked away. Her arms were crossed as she stuck her nose up in the air.

"Jude… how could you man?" Wyatt asked quietly.

Jude buried his face in his hands. "I didn't do anything! Why don't you believe me!"

"Well is might be the lipstick on your neck, and the fact that you're sweaty. You're sickening man." Nikki snorted.

Caitlin turned and ran down the hall Jude had walked earlier, her squeals of emotional pain echoing in the vacant mall. Jude ran after her, he didn't want her to be upset with him. He cared for her so much. The rest of the gang just looked at each other. A few hours ago, they were jumping for joy as they had just graduated. Now, they were all just confused. Too much had occurred to absorb.