A/N: Okay guys…I'm sorry about the delay. Been busy with work and school and socializing and school spirit haha…yeah so anyways…this chapter is in Tim's point of view. Most of it is his thoughts. Italics Are things that someone else is a) thinking b) saying/typing. Hope you enjoy this chapter and don't forget to Review!

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Marco left me on this bench hours ago. I can't seem to get up. He has been leading me on this whole time. He was only using me for sex, but I still love him. I'll never stop loving him. I'll never find someone that will measure up to him. Who was I kidding thinking who would choose me over Dylan? Dylan is everything I can only dream of being. He has gorgeous blue eyes, blonde adorable curls, he's built, and an amazing hockey star. How could I compete with that?

I glance around and notice all the happy people around me. I see kids laughing, couples holding hands, everyone is so happy. Why can't I just be happy for once? I get up and begin to walk home. I've decided that I need to move on. Marco is really out of my life this time. Even if he wants back in. I'm not going to let him.

I walk into my house, and no one notices. They don't even care if I'm alive. Well I'm sure most of them do, just not my dad. I go to my room and turn on the computer. I decide to sign on to myspace to aimlessly search, comment, and maybe even post a blog. Yeah a blog will take my mind off of this, or at least give me a reason to talk about it.

Oh exciting new messages, and friend requests. I click on the messages first. Who is this?

Hi Tim

Okay so I don't know you and you don't know me, but you seem like a cool guy. I just moved to Toronto from Indiana. I start at Degrassi on Monday. Maybe I'll see you around…

P.S. You are cute!

--Bryce

Awe he is so sweet. Hmm I'm going to check his profile out. Possible rebound! Oh my gosh…he is gorgeous. Total opposite of Marco. Damn it stop thinking about him. Anyways back to Bryce. Black hair, green eyes, punk style, piercing. Maybe getting over Marco will be easier than I thought. I go back to my home page and click on friend requests. Sure enough it's Bryce trying to add me. Of course I'm going to accept it. Who is this? Oh my god it's him Iming me. Maybe he's desperate!

Bryce Hey Tim

Tim Hey Bryce

Bryce Did you get my message?

Tim Yes!

Tim P.S. you look cute too!

Bryce Thanks

Tim Are you looking forward to starting at Degrassi!

Bryce Slightly scared.

Bryce Is there a lot of bashing!

Tim Nah

Tim Well…usually not. Most people are pretty cool with it.

Bryce Good!

Bryce So ugh…any big plans this weekend?

Tim Nope…might drown in some Ben and Jerry's later.

Bryce lol…

Bryce Why's that!

Tim The guy I was sort of dating officially kicked me o the curb.

Bryce Oh

Bryce Sorry to hear that.

Tim No worries

Tim I mean I saw it coming.

Tim Anyways…how about your weekend plans!

Bryce None…yet anyways!

Tim What is that suppose to mean!

Bryce Just that nothing has come up yet.

Tim Hinting at something!

Bryce Maybe I am

Bryce But Maybe I'm not.

Tim Cute!

Tim Had dinner yet!

Bryce Nope Mom is out, and I can't cook.

Bryce You!

Tim Nope

Bryce Now look who is hinting…

Tim Know where The-Dot is!

Bryce Yep

Tim I'm heading over there

Tim Maybe I'll see you

Bryce Maybe…

Oh my gosh! Am I seriously the same person anymore! I've got to get into a totally hot outfit before I go to dinner tonight!

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A half hour later I walk into The-Dot wearing faded ripped jeans that are tight on my ass, and a white and green striped polo. Beanie in place, "Here goes nothing," I whisper to myself pulling the door open and walking inside. I look around to see if he is there. My eyes fall on the back corner booth. Sitting there is Bryce. Green eyes locking with mine, he smiles. Oh my god he looks even better in person. He has on a green shirt that matches his gorgeous eyes. His hair falls in his eyes, and his smile is perfect. Okay I can do this. I walk over to the table.

"Hey!" Bryce says continuing to smile.

"Hey, care if I join you?" I ask just to make sure.

"Hm well I was saving it for this totally hot guy, but oh well what the hell…" Bryce says smiling.

"Oh well if I'm not hot enough for you…I'll go!" I say jokingly.

"I'm kidding. Totally kidding…you are definitely the hot guy I was saving the seat for." Bryce says changing the smile to a worried expression.

"I know I was kidding too." I say smiling at him as I sit in the booth.

"So…I was beginning to think you weren't going to show." Bryce says smiling.

"Yeah well I had a few things to do first." I say smiling back at him as Spinner approaches the table.

"Hey Spinner" I say casually I had become friends with him after his sticking up for Marco last year.

"Hey Tim. What can I get you guys?" Spinner asks pen ready to start writing.

"I want a spicy chicken sandwich and French fries with a Pepsi." Bryce says like he'd been starving. I look at him with on eyebrow raised. "What I had twenty minutes to decide!"

I laugh before saying "I said sorry."

Spinner gives me a look like 'come on dude quit flirting and tell me what you want.'

"Oh right, um that actually sounds good. I'll have what he's having."

Spinner walks away and Bryce sits there starring at me smiling. I wonder what he's thinking. He is so hot. Do I honestly have a chance with this guy? I don't know how long we sat there smiling at each other with our eyes locked together. It's amazing how this is working out. Spinner brings our food and we reluctantly avert our eyes.

"Thanks Spin," I say as he puts the food down and walks away.

"this looks good," Bryce says beginning to put pickles onto his sandwich.

"It's pretty good." I say as I put ketchup on my plate for my French fries. Bryce takes a bite of his food, and I notice his tongue is pierced. That could be fun.

"You weren't lying it is good." Bryce says before taking another bite.

I smiled at him before picking up my own sandwich. We talked and laughed while we were eating. I couldn't believe how right it felt to be with Bryce.

After dinner we decide to go for a walk through the park. As we're walking our hands keep brushing against each other. Every time we touch I get chills. It's weird. But in a good way. I can feel his eyes on me, and I turn my head to look at him. He's smiling and I smile back. He takes my hand and intertwines our fingers, as we continue to walk. My smile grows bigger.

"Where are you living anyways?" I ask just trying to get to know him a little more.

"Like three houses down and across the street from the school." Bryce says .

"Are you kidding?" I ask slightly shocked.

"Nope, not kidding," Bryce says laughing.

"I live across the street." I say laughing as well.

"Well it's a small world" Bryce says smiling.

"Yeah I guess so." I say smiling at him. "Why did you move here?"

"MY old school well it wasn't very accepting. I got beat up pretty bad when I came out, and my dad he didn't take the news very well either. So I moved up here to live with my mom." Bryce says stuttering over the story a little.

"I'm sorry." I say stopping where we are, I turn and face him looking at how sad he looks. "Lets go sit down."

"Okay" Bryce says quietly.

We walk to a bench not to far away. We continue to hold hands. Once sitting down, I tell him about my dad, and how no one in my house even knows I'm alive nor do they care.

"Life sucks, and I try to not let peoples comments get to me its just It's hard you know." Bryce asks and I can see the emotions in his eyes.

"Yeah I know. We could…we maybe could help each other out. Help each other realize some people's comments aren't everyone's comments or opinions." I say scooting closer to him and placing my other hand on his thigh.

Bryce looked at his leg where my hand was, to our hands that were linked together, and then into my eyes. Before I knew what was going on we kissed. It was a simple kiss at first both a little shocked about it we smiled at each other and then we kissed again.

The second kiss was deeper, and more relaxed. I knew right then that Marco breaking up with me was the best thing that could have happened. Bryce and I stayed at the park on that bench making out for what felt like hours. After awhile his phone rang, and it was his mom wanting him to come home. He asked if I wanted to go with him. To stay the night. So we walked hand-in-hand back to his house. I didn't bother going home to ask or even to get clean clothes. His mom was very inviting and accepting. She was glad that Bryce had found a "friend".

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A/N: Okay guys so sorry for the uber long delay! Did you like it! So obviously this is developing into a longer fic than I intended oh well please review guys! I 3 reviews they keep me going!