Listening to 'Shark In the water' by VV Brown gets me to write this.

That and the fact that it'll be in my head for the rest of the season.

So I had to break up prom parts into seperate chapters

This- Eclare and Jenna

Next- Alli/Dave/Drew, FionAdam

Clare's POV

Our gym looks... was this our gym? And then... we had to go to this After-Prom party the Power Squad was holding. It would last all night. Ugh could I bear it?

The committee, lead by Chantay and Leia, (AN-Pretty sure Chantay, Leia, and Peter will ALWAYS be on Degrassi. Oh and Marco's a teacher in this fic!)scrubbed the floor until it sparkled. The bleachers were painted to look like part of the wall. The smell of sweating students amd sneakers has been erased.

"Finally, I can breathe in here!" Fiona cried and took a gulp of air.

Jenna held Lacey. She sighed. "Clare, please watch Lacey for me I have to go to the bathroom."

I was Lacey's number two mommy or whatever. Lacey was transferred into my lap. I guess she grew tired of all that lemonade and chocolate because she lost some energy.

"Come on Dave, let's dance." Alli says.

"Fine,"

Eli waves 5 twenty dollar bills in the rest of the guy's faces.

"Where'd you get that?" I say as they grumble off to dance with their dates, except Sam, who goes to the bathroom also.

"I bet that Dave didn't know if he liked Alli or not and I got one hundred dollars," he said, fanning me and Lacey with money.

Lacey fell asleep in my arms and Eli sat close to me, watching her with me.

His lips brush my shoulder and I smile, still looking down at Lacey as everyone else is dancing in some sort of conga line or whatever led by my history teacher Mr. Del Rossi and Ms. Dawes.

"Are you sure you don't want to dance," I whisper and look over my shoulder where he is dangerously close.

"Why would I? You're here." he says in my ear. I look into his jade eyes. So. Tempted...

I smile and look back down at Lacey to calm my thoughts.

Sam came back and started talking to Drew, who was on the football team with him. Since Riley left he was star.

"Sam's back. Want to do something?" he says. I shrug as he traces circles in the palm of my hand.

I really wanted him. I traced my ring and felt the words.

Pure hearts wait.

I found myself not caring.

I set Lacey down on a row of chairs and covered her with her jacket. Then I followed Eli into the hall.

"Where are we going?" I ask and he shushed me.

"Like I'd ever tell you," he says and I smile.

"Always a man of mystery..." I say and he smirks. Oh that crooked smirk. Damn, was I a perv again?

He drags me to his favorite place. The Zen Garden.

"Why are we here?" I whine as I sit next to him, leaning into him a bit.

"I honestly don't know... we'll go back after..." he kissed me.

I kissed him back, more than willingly. He almost pulled away but I pulled him back, bringing him more and more into the kiss that I so desperately needed. Not really, god, I don't know who I am anymore.

As he started to kiss me down my jawline and I really didn't want to stop him but I did I realized. Oh man, not again.

"Whoa, stop loverboy! I'm not ready to do... that just yet," I warned but my voice deceived me.

He raised his eyebrows and smirked. God damn it. Oops. Sorry. But that smirk drives me crazy! "Are you sure?" he asked hotly in a low tone.

I had the inability to say my name right now. Lying was impossible. "No,"

I gulped. "That scares me."

He smirked. "Clare, do you know how incredibly cliche it is to lose your virginity at prom. Why would I do that? I wouldn't take advantage of you like that. And it's disgusting anyway."

Jenna's POV

When I cam back, Lacey was asleep, and Clare and Eli disappeared. Oh how cliche.

Across the room I see Sam in the middle of dancing with Ms. Dawes and I see KC and Bianca near the far end of the wall, hiding.

KC wasn't banned... why was he hiding?

He saw me and then looked to Lacey. The pain I caused him last year was apparent as he stepped outside.

Bianca caught his arm and they started talking with their eyes again. She nodded and he smiled sadly, walking outside.

She saw me and beckoned me over.

I sighed and went to talk to her. "Hey," she said.

"Hello," I answered.

"So... I just want to know something?" she said, her voice still gruff and edged because she couldn't be bothered to change her attitude.

"Fire away," I said.

"If I said, I liked KC, would you think I'd be crazy to think he like me back?" she muttered, obviously embarassed.

"And you are asking me this because..." I say, really confused.

"Well his other ex who knows him well isn't here with her boyfriend so I had to ask someone. Don't flatter yoursel, Barbie."

"Well, considering, you two have secret convos with your eyes, I think you'll be fine."

She rolled her eyes. "We do not." she said, and I heard that she was lying. Bianca shrugged, slightly smiling. "Whatever..."

I looked back to Sam. "Later Bianca,"

"Bye bye Blondie," she said and I walked away.

As I walked over I sensed something was wrong. Woman's intuition. Or motherly instinct. Oh God...

I rushed to Sam. "Where's Clare?" I asked.

"Why?" he asked, feeling my worry. "Babe, what's wrong?"

"She was watching Lacey,"

I looked over to where Lacey was and all I saw was her jacket.

Empty.

I almost fainted in Sam's arms. High schoolers! Oh Clare... she probably saw Sam and thought she'd be safe. Well... it isn't Clare's fault it's the god damn high schoolers!

"Have you seen my baby?" I asked Sam and his eyes widen.

"Fitz. I saw his motorcycle. He must've thought... it was Bianca's. She is kinda dirty blonde. Anyway, I saw him."

I bit my tongue so hard I felt blood. "Bianca must be in on this, stalling me so he could do this."

I ran over to her. "Barbie-"

"Did you know that Fitz may have taken my baby," I hissed, tears now building.

She shrugged. "I hate that guy's guts. Get away,"

I pulled her back. "You were in on this were you,"

"Oh my god, how could you think that! He got me put in jail for a week!"

"Love's a crazy thing," I said coldly. "And karma's a bitch, a bigger one than you Bianca DeSousa."

She growled and walked away and I ran over to her jacket.

A note

Bianca- If this is yours... looks like you. Good job.

If it isn't-I'll find you... one way or another. Love you. To Death.

Mark.

Mark?

Way too long anyway. Fitz's real name is Mark.

He has Lacey! Who is a curly dirty blond, light brunette- sorry if I didn't elaborate! And with Jame's brown eyes, I guess she could look a little like Bianca.

Adam runs into some trouble! Drew's starting something... Zoe gets in the way of things.

*Duhnt, duhnt, dunht*

Stay tuned, my pretties!