Mystery.

Lindsay:

By the third week of school, I was finally get around to know the whereabouts of Degrassi. Elena and I had third period together, so it was easy for us to get through the class together while listening to a certain girls' snobby voice talk.

The warning bell for third period rang as all of us got up from the cafeteria and Elena and I groaned.

"Seriously… Now we have to go listen to little miss know-it-all." I scoffed and Shaina gave us a look.

"Miss know-it-all?" She asked and I looked at Elena to explain.

"There's this chick, Alli. She's all like, gifted or something and she's in our English."

"…Why isn't she in the gifted program?" Amy piped in and I shrugged.

"Who knows? But anyway, she just doesn't shut up. She always answers in class and doesn't even let anyone else talk."

"Sounds like a bitch." Elisabeth said, and then waved goodbye as she went in the other direction. By the time we began going on a total bitching rage about Alli, the final bell rang and we all parted ways. When Elena and I walked into English, I sat down in my regular spot ready to go through the same daily routine of hearing her talk. But today was different; a group of seniors walked into our classroom with posters and a clipboard in hand. One of them, a tall blond senior spoke first.

"As you know, Degrassi High is known for its great leadership skills…" He began and then took out queue cards to read off of. "…Every year, it's up to each of us to pick a fab-fabu-fab…oh screw this." He handed the cards to the girl beside him, causing the class to snicker.

"What I'm trying to say, is that it's our annual presidential elections. One person from each grade will be put in our student council, and we're here to see if anyone's ready to get nominated!" He signalled for the girl with the clipboard to come up, and she starred at a blank class.

"I nominate Alli!" A giggling girl squealed and Alli flipped her hair back and got up to sign her name on the sheet.

I rolled my eyes and muttered under my breath, "of course." A tanned boy with deep blue eyes went next to her and gave her a kiss.

"You're going to win again, babe." He smiled and that did it. I reached in to get my iPod out, when Elena yelled something out.

"I nominate Lindsay!"

The class went silent and Alli pursed her lips together.

"Great!" The girl in the clipboard seemed almost thankful to have another candidate. I starred at Elena in shock and she signalled for me to go p to sign.

"Are you crazy?" I mouthed but she just smiled. Shaking, I signed the sheet right under Alli's name.

"Competition makes this funner." She narrowed her eyes at me and then sat back in her seat. I looked over at her boyfriend and he gave me a nod. Whether it was an approving nod or not, it made me wonder.

Amy:

I sighed while sitting in my Computer-Technology class. The internet was down, so the teacher told us we'd have free time to ourselves. As I starred outside the window, I couldn't help but notice how the weather was finally sunny for once after weeks. Suddenly, an idea occurred to me. After asking to go to the washroom, I walked to my locker in hopes of seeing him.

He wasn't there, so I opened my locker to stall time. Suddenly, I heard a voice.

"Waiting for me?" He smiled and leaned against the locker next to mine. I closed mine and folded my arms.

"Nope. Looks like you were expecting me here though…" I replied, teasing.

"Possibly. But, I realized the weather's good." He innocently looked at me and I knew he was thinking exactly what I was. I nodded and he took my hand as we tried to walk by all of the teachers until we got by the back of the school. He opened the back door and we made our way by the Science hall. We walked into one of the pent houses and took the stares up, until we reached our spot.

"Wow. It looks so much different than the first day you brought me here." I smiled, reminiscing about the first day of school and how we skipped together to come here.

The penthouse roof was far enough from Degrassi that the school camera's wouldn't see us. It wasn't that tall though; so if either of us fell, we wouldn't injure ourselves. I sat on the swing and looked at all of the flowers.

"So how did you even find this place?"

"The Science geeks showed me it."

"Oh, they're geeks now?" I raised an eyebrow and he laughed, sitting beside me on the swing. "But seriously, how'd you find it?"

"I don't know. I was bored and decided to explore. I don't want anyone knowing about this place though, in case Simpson finds out and bans us from coming here."

"We've only been here once."

"I think that should change, no?" He smirked and leaned in closer, but I laughed pulling away.

"Trying to make me a rebel now, mister…" My voice trailed off and I frowned.

"What?" He noticed my expression and I looked at him, still frowning.

"Hm, funny. I don't even know your name yet." I replied, laughing hoping he would tell me; he didn't.

"Names cause problems. They're better left unknown."

"Unknown? Should I refer to you as that now?" I continued joking, but he seemed serious. "Are you really not going to tell me your name?"

"Why should it matter? I don't know your name."

I frowned, a bit taken aback. "Well. Er…I don't know. It seems necessary. How would I find you, then?"

"You wouldn't. We'd just run into each other again."

"Yeah, but that's…so we're going to be friends, hang out and stuff but not know who we are?"

"Our names don't define us." He got up and I cracked a smile. For a badass, he was quite mysterious. I laughed again and he raised an eyebrow. "You find this funny?" He took a bite of his apple and sat beside me again, closer.

"Well, no. I mean, what's the big deal?"

Before he could answer, and before I could die of over heating from blushing, the bell rang. I leaped up and realized I was going to be late for my next class and went towards the stairs. I turned to see him calmly sitting.

"Don't you have class?"

"Nope, a spare."

"Oh. Well, bye." I awkwardly waved and then ran back to school. Who was he?

Elisabeth:

I was excited when the final bell rang and school was over. I grabbed my basket-ball and ran over to the court where Dave and his friends were waiting for me. After playing half a game and we all took a break, I sat down panting. I searched in my bag for water, and then realized I forgot to bring it.

"Shit." I mumbled while the guys went for a round two.

"Hey, E you in?" Dave asked, and I shook my head. Instead I went back in the school in hope to find a dollar to get a drink from the vending machine. As I walked in the cafeteria, I had no luck for change. I pounded on the glass in hopes that one would miraculously fall out – it didn't.

"Angry?" The same boy who bumped into me the other day leaned against the cafeteria door and I quickly stood away from the vending machine. Random words came out of my mouth and turned into gibberish and he came closer to hear.

"What?" He asked and I cleared my throat.

"D-do you have change?" I asked and he reached into his pocket and handed me a toonie.

"Thank you so much, I promise to pay you back."

This caused him to laugh and run his hand through his hair. "It's just two bucks, don't worry about it."

"Thanks again." I took a sip of the Sprite and then awkwardly stood there.

"You play ball?" He asked and I nodded, drinking again. I tried not to seem like a dehydrated loser, but I couldn't help myself. If he wasn't there, I would have chugged the entire drink down myself.

"I saw you playing outside, you're really good. You should join the girls' team."

"No thanks. I don't like playing with girls."

"Oh? You're too good for them?" He teased and we continued having a conversation. Finally I realized I should get back to Dave, and said goodbye. As I walked away, I noticed a poster with his face on it on the wall.

Sav for Class President.

"Sav." I whispered to myself. "I like that."

As I ran back to Dave, his reaction stopped me.

"What's up?" I asked and he glared at me. I wasn't sure if it was because of the sun or if he was mad.

"Why were you talking to Sav?" He asked and I shrugged.

"What's wrong with Sav?"

"Just stuff. I don't want you talking to him."

"Seriously, Dave. We've been friends for a while, but I think I know what's best for me." I said, taking a shot at the basket. He shook his head as he went up to dunk.

"No, you don't know him like I do. Or his family."

"His family?" I stopped and the basketball almost hit me in the face. Dave didn't say anything. The rest of the guys came back and I realized that this was the end of the discussion.

Lula:

"So…the midpoint formula is basically to find the radius in the diameter of a circle?" Charlotte bit her pen and I nodded, explaining it to her again.

"Yes, and remember for midpoints you add, but for the distance formula, you subtract."

"Okay, wait. Let me do question number six again…" Charlotte flipped the pages of her math textbook and I laid down on her bed. I began examining her adorable pink alarm clock when I realized the time.

"Oh shit!" I exclaimed. "It's nine!"

"Crap. Are you going to walk home?" Charlotte got up and went to her window. It was pouring rain with a thunderstorm.

"I have to; I didn't start studying for my Bio test."

"I would ask you to sleepover, but I have a math thing tomorrow, so…"

I nodded, taking the hint and grabbed my bag. Charlotte tried to look for an umbrella to give me, but she couldn't find one. After saying bye, I began walking and thankfully, the rain wasn't pouring down hard yet. I looked at the street and sighed. The shortcut I was planning to take was muddy and dark, so I couldn't go through the forest. Instead I had to walk by another six streets. By the time I got to the second street, the rain was getting worse and my jeans were wet up to my knees.

"Fuck." I exclaimed as I tripped in a puddle. Rapidly, a bright light shined in my eyes and I swore I was about to die. I thought it was the lightening striking me, but then the noise that followed it changed my mind. A black Lexus with tinted windows pulled up next to me. My heart began pounding really fast and I tried to get up. My body was sore, tense and wet. I almost gave up and let myself fall back in the puddle.

Suddenly, the Lexus' window rolled down.

"Are you okay?" A man's voice came from inside.

I looked to the side, squinting every time I saw lightening. I replied, but the loud bang of the thunder interrupted me.

"N-no." I replied again, feeling a cold coming on. The wind blew my hat away as I cried.

"Do you need a lift?" He asked, yet I still couldn't see his face inside of his dark car.

I thought about what I should say. I could either continue walking in the cold, gloomy dark weather or I could take a chance and go in his car. I wasn't sure if my right ankle was even able to stand or not, based on the pain that was rushing through it. I tried to move it, but the sudden pain caused me to flinch and give a small yelp.

"Are you hurt?"

This time the rain dripping down my face turned into tears as I continued crying with pain. I shook my head and replied, "No, I think I broke it. My ankle, it's broken. I can't move it."

"Do you want me to drive you to a hospital?" The man said and I took it; I took the chance.

"Yes please."

"Get in." He called back.

And so I did.