This is a fic that will be written by xocrazililkelox and me, skittlesxrayn. It is A/U. In this fic, Emma is adopted and is the younger sister of Towerz. Interesting, eh? Hope you all enjoy it. Read and review!

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Panic Prone

Chapter Four

skittlesxrayn

Emma walked through the halls of Degrassi. The fight from Saturday still running through her mind. People have asked her questions about her family, but no one was ever so blunt like Derek was. She hadn't said a word to Towerz. Or anyone for that matter. She wasn't sure why she was still was upset. She knew shouldn't let the ignorance of a bigoted asshole bother her.

But it made her question her real family. Her real parents.

She got to her locker and shook her head. Towerz was her family. Her parents, were her real family. Maybe not by blood, but they were the ones there for her ever since they adopted her. They loved her.

She was pulled from her thoughts when she heard someone clear their throat behind her. She slowly turned around and rolled her eyes when she saw it was Jay.

"Shouldn't you be skipping class or stealing the school's audio equipment?" She asked harshly.

Jay smirked, "I am skipping class. If you haven't noticed, classes started 10 minutes ago. Shouldn't you be in class?"

She shrugged and closed her locker, "I didn't feel like going to class yet."

"Little miss do good didn't wanna go to class? Now that's a first. What's got you down, little boyfriend break up with you?"

"He's not my boyfriend. And if you must know," she leaned against the lockers, "Saturday night is still bothering me."

Jay looked at her seriously, which was a new thing for him, "Don't let what that creep said bother you."

"He didn't say much. It was just the way he said it. It's not exactly easy being adopted when your whole family is a darker skin color that you."

He stepped closer to her, putting his hand on her hip, "Wanna go somewhere? Skip class the right way?"

Emma froze. Was Jay hitting on her? Suggesting something? She bit her lip lightly, looking down at his hand then back up at him. She noticed his eyes, she had never been this close to him. She swallowed hard, "What are you doing?" She choked out.

He leaned closer, their lips inches apart, "What do you want me to do?"

She shivered. She could smell him. The mix of cigarette smoke, marijuana smoke, Axe and oil stung her nose...but oddly, it was intriguing. She leaned off the locker, getting closer to him.

He was going to kiss her. And she was going to let him. She could feel his hand moving lower, moving down to her thigh. He titled his head a little, getting a better angle. Her hands were on his chest, they were only an inch apart...

"Uh...Emma?" Said a voice.

Jay sighed, annoyed. He let go of her and stormed off down the hall. Emma leaned back against the locker again and turned her head. There was Peter.

"Hi Peter." She said softly.

He smiled at her, "How are you?"

"I'm good, you?"

"I'm alright. Did I...uh, interrupt something?"

Her eyes went wide and she shook her head, "No. No not at all. Jay was just...being Jay."

He smiled, relieved, "Can I walk you to class? I know we're late but we can go in together. Say we were studying in the library or something."

She smiled back at him and picked her bag up of the floor, "That would be great."

And they got their late slips and headed to class. Her mind still somewhat on Jay.