Author's note: Nothing belongs to me. Not any of Degrassi. Just the fiction in this story, any made up characters, and the poetry on the page. If you want to use the poetry tell me & ask don't use without asking.

--Sara

Now tell me now

Now tell me true

Do you love me

Like I love you

Do you feel that connection when we kiss

Do you remember everything and all of the bliss

I see something wonderful when I see you

Its something special

Its something new

Something sweet

And always true

I don't want to let go of you

And thats how I know I love you

So tell me now

Tell me true

Do you love me

Like I love you

As I sat silently at the table, I could feel eyes on me. Looking at me intently. I looked up and there his eyes were rested on me. 'Jay Hogart'. This boy had been looking at me since I'd said hello to him. Him being two years older than me, I didn't think much of it. But then I started looking at him. Noticing his eyes. Those blue eyes, how piercing and amazing they are. The rest of his features weren't so bad either. I smiled at him and he smiled back. That smile it captured me. He was mysterious. You could tell he was putting on an innocent act. Or at least I could tell. The parents bought it. But that boy, has rough edges.

Everyone sat around talking, openly about anything and everything. I felt out of place. So I got up and asked my mom if I could go to the car for something. She nodded carelessly and handed me the keys. As I got outside I heard a "wait" call after me. I turned slowly. Seeing Jay.

"Yes?" I asked politely.

"Just thought I'd come with"

"Um alright then"

He walked beside me to my mom's car. Whistling when he saw it.

"Damn that's a sweet car."

"Yes I know, it's.."

"A Nissan 350z, I know I want one really badly" Cutting me off.

"That's cool" I unlocked it and climbed in the backseat. He climbed in the other door.

"What are you doing?" Looking at him, confused.

"Getting in"

"Get out"

"Why?"

"Because you have no reason to get in"

"Maybe I do, who are you to say I don't?"

"The person with the keys" We sat there arguing until he leaned in kissing me. My first kiss. His lips tasted of cigarettes and beer. Not that I'd ever know what beer tastes like. He pulled away.

"You ok with me being in the car now?"

"I don't know, you tell me"

"I'd say I just changed your mind but maybe if I gave you more, you'd know" He smirked at me. "But I have a question, that was your first kiss wasn't it?"

I rolled my eyes, getting out of the car. He quickly followed.

"You just seemed awkward that's all"

"Yes, it was, god"

He grabbed my hand "I like being the first" He was smiling. Damn that smile.

"Why?"

"Gives me an upper hand"

"So?"

"If you see me tomorrow I'll show you" We walked back into the restaurant.

We acted as if nothing had happened. Except now he winked at me every once in awhile. It'd make my stomach flutter.

--Tell me what you think--

--Sara