A/N: Hey guys! Just letting you all know italicized quotes in the flashback are actually the characters talking in present day, just wanted to let you guys know that in case there was any confusions! Enjoy!

DAISY'S POV

I walked down the hallway ready for lunch. It had been an hour and a half since I had seen Dallas, but he completely ruined my mood. He thinks he's so slick with those smug comments, the bastard. I hate him so much.

TALIA'S POV

"Well look who's finally showing up with a big scowl on her face!" I said as Daisy entered the cafeteria. Harry turned around and motioned for her to come over to the table, which she did slowly but surely.

"What's the matter with you?"

"Mike Dallas is my partner in my first class!"

I laughed. "You've got to be kidding me."

"Does it look like I'm kidding Talia?"

"Wow sounds like you would've been better off spending the summer sulking in a corner at this point huh?" Harry asked.

Daisy and me looked at him with our famous 'Did you really just say that?' face, and he quickly averted his eyes from our gaze.

I turned to Daisy. "Look, I know you clearly don't want to talk about this-"

"So we won't." She cut me off. She knows that I hate when she does that.

"No. We're going to. Maybe talking about it will make you feel better."

"How? How will reliving the humiliation make me feel better?"

"…It won't. But I want the details!"

DAISY'S POV

"What I'm not getting here is how basically everyone at that party saw what happened except for you two. Where wee you guys exactly?"

"Preoccupied with my own problems." Talia responded.

"I honest to God am too drunk to remember a thing about that night." Harry added.

See? These guys were being just as vague with me as I was with them! So why did I need to tell them about anything that was going on with me when they don't even have the decency to tell me anything that went on with them!

"I'll tell you two, when you stop being so vague with me!"

"Or, you could tell us what happened, and we'll tell you about our night." Talia suggested.

"No fair! I suggested this whole thing!"

"But we're the only two people in this whole school who don't know the whole story of what went down between you and Dallas. Don't you think, as your best friends, we deserve to know what's happened?"

"And I'll say again, I was too drunk to honestly remember what was going on with me at the time."

I looked at my two best friends, beginning to open my mouth, but failing to say anything. My defeated face had signaled to Harry and Talia that I was about to tell them everything.

"Ok, so here's what happened…"

FLASHBACK: (DAISY'S POV)

"I was trying to make my way across the living room when that song "Booty Me Down" had just started playing. I tried to make it across the living room and into the kitchen when some guy approached me."

"Want to dance?"

I laughed. "Well this isn't exactly my kind of music. I was just about to make my way over to the kitchen and get a snack."

"Aw come on, can't let all that ass go to waste!"

The guy grabbed me and spun me around to where I was in the perfect position to grind up on his crotch.

"You're pretty thick for a white girl, you know that?" He had asked as his hands moved down my curves.

"I was already extremely uncomfortable, getting to that point where I was extremely nervous, and when I get nervous I sweat, a LOT. Once he tried to slip his hand in between my legs I knew something had to give, so I turned around and slapped him."

"DON'T YOU EVER TOUCH ME LIKE THAT AGAIN!" I screamed.

"Everyone had stopped the dancing and grinding and twerking, and suddenly all eyes were on us. The guy had rubbed his face."

"Guess these safe bitches just don't know how to party."

"The group of people began to laugh, and I was immediately embarrassed, I fled to the kitchen before my humiliation paralyzed me, leaving me to just stand there with my eyes closed to hear everyone laughed. I hoped you guys were in there, but you weren't, so I found the next best thing."

"Beer?" Someone offered me.

I looked at it and paused for a moment. "Got anything stronger?"

The girl smiled as she got down and opened the cabinet, pulling out two liquor bottles from under the sink.

"You should've seen how the people were in the kitchen earlier. The beer was gone in a matter of minutes, not to mention the vodka. I was pretty pissed, but these are two of my own bottles…well my father's I guess you could say."

I raised an eyebrow. "What grade are you in exactly?"

"Well I'll be a junior once the school year starts back up…well if I can pass my classes this summer that is."

"Oh I see." I was shocked. This girl was 16 at the oldest, and she was already drinking stuff like liquor? Is this what people do at Degrassi? Hell, is this what people our age do these days? Am I really a safe bitch?

The girl brought over an empty punchbowl. She filled it with ice and then grabbed some Hawaiian Punch from the refrigerator and filled the bowl with it. She then poured about half a bottle of liquor into it.

"We should be good to go now."

Here I was with probably, for the first time in my life, a chance to drink alcohol without getting caught. Without anyone else caring. Should I do it? I mean this would be my first drink ever, which when I think about it I guess can be pretty pathetic. Here I am the oldest of three, and still the only virgin, still the only one who hasn't snuck out late at night, still the only one that's never gotten drunk. Well you know what? There's a first time for everything.

I got a cup of this liquor punch mix and I drank it. It tasted…strong. Even for it being mixed with punch! I don't know if it was because it was my first drink ever and I was just a newbie or what. It had to have been though because this girl was on her fourth one in no time. I decided to catch up.

Lil Jon's "Drink" began playing from the living room (how appropriate) as this girl, who I didn't even know by name, and I were scarfing down drinks like no tomorrow. Once the song stopped, so did I. I felt a little dizzy, and I felt extremely sick. I looked up to find that I was alone in the kitchen, the girl left without saying goodbye.

My need for companionship at this time took over as I stumbled out of the kitchen and into the dining room. I heard a loud crash not too long after leaving the kitchen, prompting me to wonder whether or not I had left the punchbowl on the edge of the counter, and had it just fallen over. Oh well, I couldn't care less.

I made it to the dining room, where there were a group of kids sitting on the rug.

"Whatcha doin?" I asked in a whispered voice.

"Spin the bottle! You're welcome to play."

"Sure why not? Not like I'm some SAFE BITCH!" I said screaming the last two words.

Everyone sitting on the floor laughed at me.

"The girl is wasted." He said.

Even in a drunken stupor, I was able to frown at him. Dallas. That mouth, his kissable lips, the sexy smirk. Wait…what?

"You sitting down or what?" One of Dallas's friends had asked.

I stumbled over to the circle, and plopped down in the empty space. Dallas had looked at me.

"You're pretty hot. You go to Degrassi?"

"Mhm." I felt like if I had spoke too much I would've thrown up, and that would've been the cherry on top of an already embarrassing evening.

There was silence, and I had begun to grow annoyed. "Well, someone going to spin the bottle or not?"

One of the Ice Hounds smirked before spinning the bottle.

"Now remember, this next spin means one of you lucky ladies gets to spend 7 minutes in the closet with me."

Where would the bottle land? Of course, it's not a serious question; we all knew it'd stop on me.

I looked up at a smirking Dallas. I laughed because I knew I had to be drunk in order to be stuck up in a closet making out with a stuck up guy. We both needed help getting up, letting me know he was just as…tipsy as I was.

We were led over to the closet where we were gently pushed in and the door closed before I could protest. I couldn't see anything but darkness, which gave me the time to think. Was this what I really wanted? Maybe I am better off being a safe bitch. I mean I just threw a fit about not wanting to twerk on some random guy, and now I'm in the closet about to make out with one? No Daisy Hawthorne. You're better than this. No matter how hot the guy is you just can't-

"Hello?"

I snapped back to reality. It was still dark as the sky on a new moon in that closet, but I could at least hear him.

"We going to kiss or not?"

I sat there silently.

"Look girl, this is supposed to be 7 minutes of heaven, not 7 minutes of reflection."

"Well excuse me if I don't want to make out with someone like you!" I said drunkenly.

"Like…me?" Dallas hiccupped. "You don't even know me!"

"You're captain of the Ice Hounds, you go around with this cocky demeanor, a self proclaimed playboy, Mr. Popular."

Dallas laughed. "You have no idea what I've been through these past few months."

"Oh really? Well enlighten me."

"Someone like you wouldn't get it."

"Like me?" I was shocked. What the hell was wrong with me?

"You're one of those self righteous, know it all, judgmental douchebags who decide to write people off as bad guys before getting to know them."

"Ouch." I said.

Although it was still dark, I could all of a sudden feel his head turn and his eyes gazing on me.

"Sorry. Didn't mean to sound so rude."

"No it's not that."

I grabbed my stomach, realizing what was about to happen. I fell to my knees and bent over as I hurled.

"Holy shit." Dallas said grossed out.

I ended up barfing again and I could hear him say, "this is so damn nasty" before I started feeling dizzy.

"Are you ok now?" Dallas asked.

I didn't say anything.

"I swear, if you threw up on my shoes."

"Will you just be quiet and help me get up?"

"I'm already extending my hand out smart ass."

Where is it? I began feeling around and grabbed something. It didn't feel like a hand though.

"Uh…you're grabbing something that's lower than my hand."

I had no idea what he was talking about until I felt what I was grabbing begin to…"react" in my hand. I was completely freaked out, frozen with embarrassment once again, and before I could react, I heard someone say-

"TIME'S UP!"

The door flew open, and there I was, along with twice as many people in the dining room than there were seven minutes ago, kneeled in vomit grabbing onto the Captain of the Hockey team's hard dick. Laughter erupted as my face turned a dark red.

"You may want to let go of that now hands." Dallas told me.

I quickly let go as the crowd began laughing even more, shouting the name Hands. Something I fear I would be named for the remainder of my time at Degrassi.

END OF FLASHBACK

DAISY'S POV

"Holy shit." Talia and Harry said at the same time.

"Yeah, now you know why I was so hesitant to say anything."

Talia wrapped her arm around me. Now you KNOW it's something bad when she shows some compassion.

"It'll pass…at some point." Harry said patting me on the back.

"I hope so. Now I have to see him everyday too? This freaking sucks! Why did I take summer classes again?"

"So you won't have to be here all the time for the next nine months." Harry told me.

When I thought about it like that, things seemed much easier to handle. I even smiled a little. Harry kept petting me on the back but then he suddenly stopped. I looked at him, and he was staring into space. Talia finally noticed as well.

"Earth to Harry. Harry?"

But Harry only continued to stare into space.

FLASHBACK: (HARRY'S POV)

I've been pacing back and forth moping around, while everyone is downstairs having a great time at the party.

"I struck out…with a fucking freshman!" I banged my head against the wall. I was horny, and I couldn't even pull a freshman girl these days. Why was I going through this dry spell? I haven't had sex since…since…Daisy got here.

"What the hell am I thinking? I mean I'm drunk!" I said laughing out loud.

"Well that's obvious."

I turned and looked at this girl standing at the end of the hallway.

"Shit! Sorry, I didn't notice that anyone was up here."

She laughed. She was actually pretty hot. Have I seen her around before?

"Oh it's quite alright. I mean if we're the only two up here. We should do something to occupy the time." She smirked and stumbled over towards me. "I've kind of always found myself attracted to you in gym."

Well that confirmed it. I know her from somewhere, but I just can't put my finger on it. Ah well. She's hot, and pussy is pussy!

I met her halfway and she stood up on her tiptoes to kiss me. I put my hands on her waist and pulled her close to me. She snuck her tongue in my mouth and next thing I know she's got her hand in my pants.

"You're pretty big huh?"

"I don't really like to brag." I told her smiling.

"It's so thick too."

She began stroking my dick until it was as hard as it possibly could be. I needed it released out of these pants. She must've read my mind because that's when she pushed me up against the wall. She took of my shirt and white tee and pulled down my jeans, and left my briefs on a little longer only to kiss me. She bit my lower lip gently. I love that shit. I felt her assaulting my neck with kisses and gentle bites. She kissed down my chest and licking down my abs until she got to my briefs.

"Precum already? Damn I'm good."

I laughed as she began pulling down my briefs, catching my hard dick in her hand.

"You really want to do this out in the hallway?" I asked her shock.

"Why not?" She asked focusing on my dick, slowly pumping it rather than looking at me.

"I mean…what if somebody sees?"

"Well then let them enjoy the show." She told me.

Before I could get another word out, she had almost my entire dick in her mouth. I gasped as she took in the whole thing, moaning in pleasure and bobbing her head up and down. I felt myself in her throat as she began to swallow, making her throat tightening around my dick. I couldn't help but moan. Fuck whoever saw it.

I began to run my fingers through her hair as she began to go faster and faster on my dick.

"I'm about to cum." I warned her.

She suddenly stopped and took me out of her mouth. "Well we can't have that yet now can we?"

"Oh right. Sorry!" How inconsiderate of me, I almost forgot to fuck her brains out. "Look in my back pocket and pull out my wallet."

She did what she was told and tossed my wallet up at me. I pulled out a condom and put it on. When I looked back up she had already stripped down to the point where all she had left on was her underwear. She pulled those on and smiled.

"Well let's go for it." She told me.

That's all she needed to say as I grabbed her by the waist and she jumped up and wrapped her legs around me as she put her tight entrance around my dick. I began to guide her up and down my dick and whatever speed she wanted. She was so tight, so warm, so fucking good.

There I was against the wall, bouncing some girl up and down on my dick that I didn't even know. I didn't even have feelings for her. This was the person I always knew I was going to be for the rest of my life. Casual sex is about as good as it's going to get for me. But the way my parents are and the way my older brother is, it was bound to happen.

It was about 20 minutes in when I felt my dick throbbing. Time to wrap this up.

I tightened my grip around the girl's waist and began bouncing her up and down faster and harder until her moans became full out screams.

"I'M CUMMING!" She screamed.

"FUCK!" I yelled as I felt my load empty into the condom.

I collapsed on the floor with me still insider her. We were breathing hard for a while and then began to laugh.

"Maybe to avoid feeling like less of a slut I should tell you my name." The girl told me.

"It's-"

FLASHBACK OVER

HARRY'S POV

"So THAT'S what happened that night!" I said with a smirk. I looked over to see the girls giving me their "what the fuck?" face. I nodded in accomplishment of what I did, and with whom it was with. I never would've thought she was a freak like that. Sure am glad I was the one to find out though.

Daisy looked at Talia. "Well Talia, what were you doing that night?"

"Yeah Talia, what were you doing? We had like a drink or two and then next thing I know I'm walking away with that Matlin girl and I turn around and you're gone!"

Talia looked weird. Not like her usual crazy self. Like…scared weird. I had never really seen her like that before.

FLASHBACK: (TALIA'S POV)

Lil Jon's Drink had just finished playing and I had walked back into the kitchen and realized that someone had refilled the punchbowl. They just did my job. I was simply about to walk out when some…unfriendly faces had stepped into the doorway.

"Sup Talia."

I rolled my eyes. Quinton was nothing but trouble. Trouble I had successfully stayed away from for almost three years. What the hell does he want with me?

"Quinton."

"Dang girl, you think I'd get more of a warm welcome after all this time! It's been some shit after all! Don't lie and say you didn't miss me."

"It wouldn't be a lie." I told him angrily.

Quinton laughed. "Don't get mad because your folks through your little coke addicted ass out on the street. Is that how you're going to repay the people that welcomed you into their group now? How do you think V-"

"Don't even speak that name around me." I said in a serious tone. Quinton had pissed me off. "Your lack of common knowledge is always the reason he always thought your ass was dumb. That's why he beat the shit out of you every time you guys started fighting. It looks like someone's still kicking your ass that big old red smack mark across your fa-"

I couldn't finish my sentence as Quinton had pushed me into the counter, which caused me to knock over the punchbowl, which landed with a loud crash. All I could do was hope that I didn't cause any unwanted attraction.

Quinton walked over to me. "Don't you EVER think you can talk to me that way ever again!" He hissed at me. "He's gone now. I'M in charge!"

"NO, you aren't. I know why you're here. I know he sent you, and I know what he wants me to do for him."

Quinton got quiet as I got up. "And if I do what he wants me to do, you won't be leader after all huh? You'll be the same old pathetic second-string loser you were before the incident happened. Don't you EVER treat me like I'm stupid, because I will not hesitate to embarrass you in front of your boys." I told him pointing to the four guys crowded around the doorway.

Quinton looked me dead in the eye. "Listen you little bitch. Just do what he wants so this can be over and I never have to see your ugly ass face again."

He walked away with his boys leaving me there alone in the kitchen. I simply grabbed the mop from beside the refrigerator and dipped it in the bucket. Cleaning Harry's floor was the least I could do for him, if shit were really about to get real this summer.

FLASHBACK OVER

TALIA'S POV

"Nothing worth talking about." I lied for their safety. No need to drag them into anything.

They looked unconvinced, but before they could say anything, the lunch bell rang and I had never been so happy to go to class in my life, although I knew whom I needed to talk to.

DAISY'S POV

"I am so glad I can spend these last two classes with you guys! Just us three hanging in the back being goofy and not paying attention to class."

"I honestly could use that right now." Talia said.

"It's been only a few hours, but I missed you guys so much!" Harry said pretending to cry.

Talia and me laughed until the three of us walked in class together and saw who was in the class with us.

"Well, shit." All three of us said in unison.

A/N: Well that's it for this super long chapter! Hope you guys enjoyed it! More things will be revealed later on with Harry and Talia's storylines of course! While "Quinton" is a name I made up, it was a name I gave to a character that was actually on the show! But I won't say who ^_^ maybe you'll figure out before it's revealed! Lol but I'll see you guys next update!