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Hey everyone! This is my first fanfic, so I hope it’s okay at least. I would love feedback of any kind. I love getting comments and advice! Obviously, this is about Marco and Dylan. Duh. Anyways, just read on and enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don’t own Degrassi, John Bregar, or Adamo Ruggiero. If I did, I would be entirely too busy making out with one of the guys to write this. Haha.
Marco gets out of his bed and puts on some jeans and a t-shirt. It’s about time he got out of this god-forsaken house anyway. He decides Ellie’s would be a good place to go.
‘And where are you going so quickly, Marco del Rossi?’ Marco’s ma had spied him sneaking out the front door.
‘Uh, to El’s, actually…is that okay?’
‘Yes, it’s fine. I’m really glad to see you out of the house for once!’
‘Yeah, Ma, I feel a lot better’
Marco headed out his front door with a smile. He had a good feeling about today, and Ellie had a way of cheering him up that no one could top.
Gone shopping for the weekend-Marco, call my cell-Craig, can’t wait for Friday!
Love, Ellie
Great. She’s shopping when I need her. That’s just like El, but oh well. At least she and Craig are finally together. He smiled at that thought. Craig was a pretty hot guy, and Marco knew no one deserved him more than Ellie. He had known that for a while, but it had taken Ellie a little longer to figure it out.
Marco whipped out his cell phone and dialed Ellie’s cell number. She answered.
‘Hello?’
‘Hey El! Gone shopping without me?’
‘Yeah, sorry-I’m at the mall if you want to come,’
‘Okay, I’ll be there in 5’
‘See you then’
‘Bye’
He was very happy now. Not only did he get to talk to Ellie, but now he got to go shopping too. His two favorite things! Except…well…Dylan…the one thing Marco would literally die to have back. But he wasn’t going to think about him. He was so happy to be back out in the world! After days of mourning (AKA sitting in bed eating chocolate and watching old sad movies all day) he needed some human contact.
‘El, I love the top you got for your date with Craig Friday…he’ll love it!’
For as long as she could remember, Marco had been Ellie’s fashion consultant. She didn’t know if it was instinct or what, but he always knew just what to wear with what!
‘Thanks, Marco. You’re a big help, you know that?’
‘Yeah, I usually am,’
Marco gave a big grin with that last comment.
‘Okay, so now that we’ve taken care of me, let’s work on your dilemma. I’m so glad you’re out of the house and ready to do something about it!’
‘Yeah, I don’t know what to do, though…’
‘We’ll figure something out. I promise,’
‘If I could just see him again, everything would be okay…’
‘Okay, well, if that’s what you want, that’s what we’ll do.’
Marco was a little confused at the moment.
‘Huh?’
‘Okay, just listen…’