I don't own Degrassi. Hope you all enjoy!
Adam's POV:
I quickly shot up and ran out the Dot trying to stop her. Putting on my sweater that I had brought in case it was chilly.
"Bianca!" I said running to up to her.
"WHAT?!" She said angrily. Spinning her body around to face me. There were tears on the brim of her eyes waiting to fall. My stomach immediately dropped.
"Look, I'm sorry for judging you. I never meant to put you in that position. It was wrong for me to act like I know you, when I don't." I said out of breath from the running.
"you really are different." She said in a small whisper that was barely audible.
"What was that?"
She wiped the black tears that had made their way down her cheeks. I glanced into her eyes and saw that she was no longer sad. I was more than relieved.
She sighed lightly. "Nothing. You're right though. I never wanted to be a stripper in a run-down club. But I can't change that. I have to pay bills and take care of myself. I have no choice." She said motioning her hands outward.
I wrapped her in a tight hug. I could feel her fighting against the sudden touch, but hours of the gym had paid off. No way was she getting out of my grip. She finally relaxed after a minute or so. I could smell the vanilla being wafted in my face. It was intoxicating.
"You always have a choice." I whispered softly in her hair.
I let her out of the hug, but soon missed her being in my arms. It felt right. Like we were the only two people on this planet.
She sighed lightly, "You don't know me."
"Yeah, but I'd like to get to know you. I'm not going to judge you because I have my own demons." I said looking down and playing with the rocks below my converses.
She chucked earning a confused look from me. "You seem like you have the perfect life."
I scoffed. "No, actually. But how about let's take a walk; maybe get to know each other. "
She didn't answer, but started walking beside me. She started to shiver from the cool September air. I quickly discarded my sweater to give to her. I took it off making sure that it slightly lifted my shirt to give her a view of my toned abs. It worked cause I could see pink slowly creeping onto her cheeks.
"Th-thanks." She said tugging the large sweater over her dress, trying to cover the blush of being caught checking me out.
I gave her a small smirk in return. "So, how old are you?" I asked trying to get the conversation going. I knew she couldn't be older than 25.
"Just turned 24 in August, you?"
"Happy belated birthday. I'm 23."
"Thanks, I guess. Where'd you go to school?"
"I went to school in the States until I was about 15 and moved here. Then I went to Hastings over on the side of town."
"Degrassi Community School.
I nodded acknowledging what she said. I stole a glance over at her; she looked incredible in the street lights. They were hitting her and making her perfect skin glow. She looked sexy in my sweater. I had to look back at the sidewalk before I couldn't take it any longer.
"Did you ever go to college?" I said stuffing my hands into my pockets.
"Yeah, TU for 2 years on academic scholarships. I had to drop out cause I couldn't pay for it."
"And I'm the nerd?" I said recalling her comment earlier. "So, you must be pretty smart?"
She gave me a glare, but turned her attention back to one of the passing cars. "yup, had a 4.0 GPA and class Victorian."
"Would you go back to school if you could?"
"Yes, of course. But that's sort of out of the question.."
"What if I were to pay for it?"
"I barely know you. Plus, I don't want to owe more people money."
"You wouldn't have to owe me anything. Just go on a second date with me and we'll call it even." I said mischievously.
"Really, I can't accept that." She argued back.
"Yes, you can. Like you said never wanted this life. You're worth more and this is your chance to prove it. You deserve to go to school and get a job that you actually want."
I could see she was lost in thought, so I continued with my proposal. "Just let me help you get back on your feet, then if you want, you never have to see me again." Something I seriously pray she doesn't agree to.
"Why do you want to help me? I mean, you see me in a club and automatically want to help… It's strange."
Bianca's POV:
I stopped walking and looked at him wanting to know why? Why me?
He looked deep in thought. Carefully thinking about what he was going to say. He ran his fingers through his tousled hair. Which I found to be unbearably sexy. Bee what are you doing? You can't fall for him. He'll get tired of you and leave. Plus all the crap from my past.
"Because I like you. And you deserve more than dancing for random dudes for money. I know that you want a better future. I want to give you that chance. You remind me of someone I used to know. Except you are like ten times more gorgeous." He said giving me a smirk. He likes me? How could he like this?
The lights seemed to reflect off his eyes almost perfectly. I could see the serenity deep within. Waves of blue staring at me. This was the first time I had ever held contact with someone without looking away.
I cleared my throat and began walking again. My feet were killing me.
I noticed he wasn't walking with me and spun around to look at him with a furrowed expression. I doubt he could see it through the darkness.
"What?" I asked deadpanned.
"Nothing. It's just you didn't reject the "I like you" part. Thought you would be running for the hills by now. That or you like me back." He said beginning to walk up to me.
I could feel his hot breath hitting my face. He was literally a step away from me. So close I could grab him and kiss him. I can't believe I just thought that.. My heart was beating a hundred miles an hour. I was surprised he couldn't hear it.
"Maybe I just didn't want to hurt your feelings?" I said turning around so fast that my hair would hit him in his face. I made my way around the baker's shop that was about 4 blocks from the Dot. Hearing the footsteps behind me made me grin to myself.
I could feel his presence beside me along with the aroma of his cologne. I began before he could speak.
"So, lemme get this straight if I go on a second date, you'll pay for my college?" Double checking to make sure the offer still was on the table.
"Yes ma'am." I was about to speak, but he cut me off. "But I have a feeling there's going to be more dates after that. You might even fall in love with me." WHAT?!
"Doubt it." I said showing a small smirk.
"Why is that? Am I that unlovable?" He said giving me a pouty face.
I giggled and looked at my watch. It was 9:30! I had work tomorrow. I groaned loudly. Dreading it.
"What?" He said curiously.
"I have to go home cause I have to work in the morning." I said with a sympathetic look.
"Oh. Okay. Do you need a ride home?"
"No, I don't live far from here. I can walk." Then again my feet are hurting like hell.
"Come on. It's late and there's some fucked up people out there." He said giving me pleading eyes.
He did have a point. I definitely didn't want to get raped..
"Fine." I say exasperated.
As we walked back towards his car, I would look over at him. Why'd he have to be so damn perfect? Every now and then we would meet each other's glance and look away quickly. I would blush so much and I never ever blush. I give guys the cold shoulder all the time and not give two shits. But this guy beside me had completely changed my outlook on men.
He was sweet, funny, caring, hot, and a total gentleman. Nothing like any of my past boyfriends/flings. But there's this small voice in my head saying don't fall. Don't give him the one thing that is still yours. Your heart. What am I thinking? This is only the first date. I barely know him.
It was a pretty quiet walk. Not an awkward, kill-me-now type walk, it was more of a comfortable silence between us.
We finally reached his car after walking about 6 blocks. I took my heels off cause my feet were hurting so bad. I was almost in shock once I saw his car. It was a solid night black Camaro with white stripes on the hood. It was a badass looking machine.
"Cool car." I said. *beep beep*
"Thanks." He replied running over to my side to open the door for me. I gave him a smile and an appreciative nod.
He opened his door and slid into his leather seat. He looked hot behind the wheel. And that's saying a lot coming from me. He extracted me from my thoughts with his raspy voice.
"So how exactly do I get to your house?" He asked starting the car.
"Take a left at the light, go down Ferguson Avenue until you reach Alpine Landings. I'm apartment 3-B, it'll be the third one on the left." I said directing him to my house. He just nodded and put the car in drive.
"So, where did you go to school?" I asked.
"AIT. Which is the Art Institute of Toronto."
"Yeah, I've heard of it. I had a friend from high-school go there." I lied. The only person I know went there was Imogen and we weren't even friends.
"Who? I might know them."
"Imogen Moreno? She's weird and wears glasses with pig-tails." I saw him thinking about it.
"Don't know her."
I sighed in relief.
"What was your dream job?" He asked. Still watching the road.
"Don't laugh, but I wanted to be a hip hop dancer." I said unsure of what he was going to say back.
"I would never laugh at you. Only with you. And why a dancer?" He said with all the sincerity I've ever heard.
"Cause I'm free when I dance. It's like nothing else matters. I don't know. What about you?"
"I wanted to be an engineer. But then I got into drawing and art, and it's been there ever since." He said pulling up to my apartment.
"Here we are." I instantly felt jittery.
We locked eyes and I moved closer. He was also inching his face towards mine. I could hear his uneven breaths realizing he was just as nervous. I finally took the leap of faith and clashed my lips with his soft pink ones. I could feel sparks and fireworks. We moved slowly without any tongue. Figured we save that for the second date.
I pulled away and my eyes fluttered open. "Uh, thanks for the ride. I had an interesting time."
"Yeah, No problem. I had a great time." He spoke lightly. Clearly still in a daze.
"Could I see your phone?"
"Sure." He said digging for his phone then handing it to me. I quickly typed my number and added it as "Bee."
"Later Adam."
"Night Bianca. I'll text you."
And with that I shut his car door and made my way up the steps to the raggedy apartment. This felt unreal like I was in a dream. No way in hell this could happen to me.
I watched as he backed out and pulled away. I sighed with content and pulled out my keys. Bear jumped up and down waiting for me to give him attention. After letting him out I made my way to my bedroom. Tugging off the dress and putting on black sweat pants and a white tank top. I looked at the mirror and saw a smile. I never smile. I don't think I've ever been this happy. If I have it has definitely been a while.
I walked out my bedroom and through my living room towards the front door to let Bear in. "Bear! Come on boy!" Sure enough he sprints out of the dark and into the house I found Bear when he was a puppy. I never intended on getting a dog, but after seeing him at the club scrounging for food I had to keep him.
In a way Bear reminded me of myself. Lost and abandoned. But I don't think I have ever seen a dog as sweet as he is. He literally is a big teddy bear. I slipped into my bed and close my eyes. I was more than content. I'm just hoping I don't screw this up. Then again, I'm Bianca DeSousa. Nothing good as this ever happens to me. And with that I drifted off to dreamland.
Hey you guys, I've definitely taken y'alls advice and slowed it down a bit. These are just introductory chapters to get into the minds of Bianca and Adam. There will definitely be some action in the next chapters. So stay tuned and keep reviewing!