Author's Note: Another review! These are prompting the continuation of this story. Thanks to MilitaryWife for the review. ) Here's the third chapter. Hope you like where it's leading to...

Disclaimer: Nah, I don't own Degrassi. It'd be nice to, though. I wish I owned Jay and Sean...

Chapter Three: The Sound of Settling

At first I just gaped in awe. Why was the man who was number one on my People To Kill list standing on my doorstep, with no FedEx packages in sight? Glaring, I tried to shut the door on him, but he pushed it back open. I frantically tried to recall what I had learned in high school gym class, a defense technique called Rape Escape, in case he tried anything, but I couldn't remember what I was supposed to do. If he grabbed my arm, was I supposed to twist around and put him in a headlock? Or just kick him in the groin?

"What do you want, Jay? Can you leave, please?" I tried to control my anger, but it was useless. If the kitchen knives weren't in the other room, I probably would've murdered him.

The dark-haired boy shifted his weight from one foot to the other, not answering my question. I looked up at him to see that his face hadn't aged, and his hair was still the same as it was when he was eighteen. If he hadn't ruined my life, I probably would've thought he was attractive.

Finally, he spoke. "Listen, Greenpeace, I shouldn't have lied to Sean. He got in my face yesterday about it, so whatever, I shouldn't have done it." He didn't look the least bit sorry, but stood there anyway, and I could feel the anger building up inside of me.

"You shouldn't have lied to Sean? No kidding! You and your stupid lies ruined my life, Jay. Don't you realize that right now, Sean could be standing right next to me? Sean and I could've been married! If you hadn't told him all that bullshit, my life wouldn't be lonely and miserable like it is now. So thanks a lot, Jay. Thanks a whole lot." I almost cried, but held the tears back, for fear that he would find some way to make fun of me for crying.

Jay shrugged and sighed. "Why?" I asked him, desperately. "Why did you make all of those lies up, Jay?!"

He shrugged again, and I wanted to choke him. "Because…I don't know. I honestly don't know. It was so long ago."

I shoved him into the wall, and he looked completely shocked, even angry for a second, but he didn't fight back like I'd expected him to. I'd almost hoped that he would fight back, so I'd have a good excuse to kick him in the groin. Not like this wasn't a good enough excuse. I kicked him there, hard, and he made an "oof" sound before he dropped to the floor, clutching his crotch.

When he got up, he didn't glare at me or take a swing at my face. He just gave me a bothered expression and shook his head. I knew he wasn't going to tell me why he had lied to Sean, but I had to try to put my life back together. "Jay, can't you go talk to Sean? And tell him what a mistake it was for him to marry Ellie?" Surprisingly, I found myself adding, "Please?"

"No, I can't, Greenpeace," I cringed at the decade-old nickname, and he continued, "He loves Ellie, and I'm not in the mood to mess up another one of his relationships."

I lunged at him again, this time backhanding him across his scruffy face. "He loves Ellie? Well, Jay, he loved me too, and you didn't care that you messed that up, now, did you?"

"I've gotta go, I don't have time for this. I just wanted to make it clear that I shouldn't have lied. Goodbye, Greenpeace, may we never meet again."

"I can only hope…" I added, snarling.

He slammed the door on the way out, and I called Manny to vent. Life was getting worse by the second.

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One week later, I was sitting at a table at The Dot, laughing and talking with none other than Sean. As he shoved fries in his mouth, we shared glances and stories. I had found out that he had started his own mechanic's shop, Cameron's Custom Cars, the one he had dreamt about for over ten years. Unfortunately, Jay worked at the shop, and Sean didn't seem too happy about it either. Him and Jay had remained close friends for years, but after the reunion, Sean had refused to talk to him. All because of his lies.

"I'm glad you called me, Sean," I said, blushing, through a mouthful of salad. He nodded, and I added, "But how did you get my number?"

"Manny. She was more than happy to give it to me."

I grinned, and made a mental note to shower Manny in hugs the next time I saw her. Even though me and Sean's get-together wasn't technically a date, I still considered it as one, and I had gotten dressed in my best casual clothes, to make a good first-date impression. "Where's Ellie?" I asked him, still grinning.

"Who? Oh, Ellie," he said, flustered. Almost as if he had forgotten about her. "She's at home. She hasn't been feeling too well lately."

"Oh, that's too bad," I replied, my voice dripping with fake concern. I knew Sean could tell that I didn't care if Ellie was dying, but he didn't say anything. He just glanced at me over his fries, and I felt his knee touch mine. It stayed there.

He had changed a lot since he was young. Taller, stronger, and more serious. He had finally done something about those gigantic eyebrows of his, which were now normal-sized lines. I pouted, because I had liked his thick brows in middle school, they gave him character. He no longer dressed the same way, with wifebeaters and hats. His hair was shorter, but he still looked like Sean. My Sean.

He put on a serious face and I became curious as to what he would say. "We should hang out again sometime, Emma," he announced, wiping his mouth with a napkin. "I miss you."