|Gotta Believe In Something
Author: crazy-wild-and-free PM
The Westen Triplets always prided themselves in always sticking together ever since they were born. But, after a fateful event their strong bond was blown to pieces. Now they've moved to Degrassi for a new start. Will Degrassi be a place where the triplets can put their bond back together? Or in the end will it be the place that drives a rift between them forever?Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Drama - Owen M. & M. Dallas - Chapters: 7 - Words: 22,350 - Reviews: 18 - Favs: 6 - Follows: 8 - Updated: 10-06-12 - Published: 08-18-12 - id: 8442028
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Summary: As if Degrassi doesn't already have enough drama as it is already. The Montenegro Triplets always prided themselves in always sticking together ever since they were born. But, after a fateful event their strong bond was blown to pieces. Now they've moved to Degrassi for a new start. Will Degrassi be a place where the triplets can put their bond back together? Or in the end will it be the place that drives a rift between them forever?
Pairings: Owen/OC, Dallas/OC, and possibly other pairings also.
Rating: Rated T for no, maybe M later
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Degrassi characters from the show nor do I own some of the plots that I may base some chapters or parts of chapters on that seem familiar. I only own Sophia, Summer, Sawyer, and any other OC character that may pop up in future chapters of the story.
Chapter 1: Throwing Punches and Making Friends
~ Sophia's POV ~
The sound of metal on metal.
Broken glass everywhere.
All of the sounds and sights collided together into one big montage of a nightmare as I felt myself being shaken awake. As soon as my eyes opened, my instincts set in quickly causing me to pick myself up fast off of the desk, ball up my fist, and swing at whoever had the nerve to wake me.
"Damn it!" a voice exclaimed as my fist came in connect with someone followed by the sound of someone or something hitting the floor filling the room.
My eyes widened and I instantly dropped my hand down to my side as I looked around at my surroundings. Once the realization hit me that I was currently in my 5th block Algebra class, I intstantly stood up from my chair and looked down to see who I had hit and offered him my hand. He grabbed my hand and I pulled him up off the ground. His fingers instantly went to his nose. When he took them away his finger tips were covered in blood.
"I'm so, so sorry!" I apologized frantically digging into my purse for a tissue and then handing it to him. I honestly hadn't meant to punch him. "I've just always had the worst reflexes when it comes to being woke up before I'm ready to wake up," I explained beginning to ramble on.
"No, it's fine. Apology accepted," the boy said shaking it off using the tissue to try and stop the bleeding.
"It's not fine! I broke your nose!" I exclaimed seeing blood covering the tissue as he dabbed it on the blood that was oozing out of his nose and then taking it away to see just how much blood he was losing.
"It happens. It was an accident," he insisted continuing to treat the situation as if it was no big deal.
I, of course, was on the borderline freaking out side. "Well, at least let me take you to the nurse or to the office. We can get a pass to get out of school early and I'll take you to the hospital," I said grabbing my purse and notebook off of the desk I was previously sitting at. "It's the least I can do," I insisted refusing to take no for an answer.
"Alright, sure," he said finally giving in.
"Okay. Let's go, then," I said quickly looking around for a trash can as his blood drenched the tissue and some got on his hands. Spotting one at the door, I ran over and picked it up handing it to him. "Less work for the janitors, and besides do you really wanna leave a trail of blood down the hallway," I shrugged as he took it while giving me a weird look.
We made our way to the office without another word. Students were looking at us as we walked down the halls; some with looks of disgust on their faces due to the blood on the boys hands and some of fear probably due to the fact that I had a slightly guilty look on my face. They all probably thought that the new girl, aka me, was a violent, crazy person or something, and that would be totally wrong. Unless, it was my sister who was currently in my position.
Once we made it to the front desk Principal Simpson was there talking to another faculty member. He caught sight of the boy and I, and instantly his attention was on us.
"What happened?!" Principal Simpson exclaimed quickly making his way over to where we were.
Oh crash! I hadn't thought of what to say. If Simpson knew that I had broke the boys nose, then accident or not I'd get in trouble for it. It would suck so badly if I were to get suspended on my first day of school.
I looked over at the boy who looked back at me. My eyes were pleading with his not to tell what really happened. My stomach had never been doing more somersaults than it was doing now.
"I wasn't paying attention to where I was going and ran into a locker door just as someone opened it," the boy spoke quickly.
I sighed an instant sigh of relief. "If it's not a big deal, I could take him to the hospital," I suggested. "I have lunch next so I'm not missing any classes," I added.
Principal Simpson looked from me to the boy and then back to me. "I'll write you both a pass. Just make sure you're back before next period. You wouldn't wanna miss a class on your first day," he said directing the last part to me.
"Yes, sir," I nodded my head in understanding as he made his way behind the front desk to write us passes.
~ Summer's POV ~
The clock was ticking and time was passing by quickly. I stood at the front entrance of Degrasi Community School tapping my foot impatiently. Sophia was suppose to meet me right here at lunch time. I was beginning to get a bit worried. Sophia had never been late for anything in her entire life. When she set a time she stuck to it. No if, ands, or buts about it. I guess the whole goody two shoes personality was to blame for that.
I looked at my watch one last time before turning and walking off in a huff. I decided to go look for my older brother, Sawyer. Maybe he would know where Sophia was or what she was up to. Or maybe he would be too busy with his new hockey buddies to even care, which it definitely wouldn't surprise me if that's how it ended up being. Sawyer was a bit predictable these days.
All three of us; Sawyer, Sophia, and I, used to be so close all throughout our childhood. Our bond was unbreakable; for goodness sake we shared a womb for nine whole months together. We can't get any closer than that. As of late, however, it's like we've all been drifting apart. The strong, unbreakable bond that we once shared growing up just dissipates more and more each and every day that goes by. The worst part of it all...it's almost like none of us even truly care about what's going on right under our own noses.
Just as I suspected after turning the corner I found Sawyer standing there all macho man like in his hockey jacket talking with some of the other hockey goons. I don't even know what he sees in those guys. Yeah, they're all apart of a team, but that doesn't mean they have to be all buddy buddy with one another. It just peeves me when I see Sawyer hanging out with them. The same boy who all throughout his early life, elementary and middle school thought jocks were overrated and stupid. Now look at him. Does he want to be the pot or the kettle?
Not caring even the slightest bit that I was interrupting whatever the heck they were having a conversation about I walked up to them and grabbed Sawyer by his arm getting his attention instantly. The group grew silent and Sawyer spun around to face and look at me.
"Can I help you, Summer?" he asked in a dull and annoyed tone causing me to roll my eyes.
When he was in jock mode all I ever wanted to do was just punch him in the face. But, what kind of sister would I be if I embarrassed my own brother in front of all of his hockey buds? Then again who was I and when did I even begin to care?
I scoffed and rolled my eyes hissing at him, "Don't you even take that dull and annoyed tone with me. I'm not Sophia."
Sawyer frowned as his hockey buddies over heard and started joking on him about how a girl just put him in his place. Once again I rolled my eyes and this time I turned my attention to the hockey guys behind him. If looks could kill they'd all have holes in their heads from me glaring at them so intensely.
"I'm sorry I wasn't aware that all of you are so far up my brothers ass already that you have to be involved in his and my business," I spat a scowl currently setting on my face.
They all shut up and backed off instantly. Douche bags.
Once they were out of the way I turned back to my brother. "Have you seen or heard from Sophia at all today?" I asked.
He shook his head. "No, not sense this morning. Why?" he wondered.
"She was suppose to meet me at the front entrance like half and hour ago and she didn't show up," I said with just a hint of worry in my voice.
"So, maybe she made a new friend and got distracted," Sawyer suggested shrugging his shoulders as if he didn't care.
"Seriously, Sawyer? This is Sophia we're talking about not me. Sophia is never late for anything. When she says a certain time she's there not a second early and definitely not a second late."
"Well, we're in a new country, a new town, and a new school. Maybe Sophia's changing the way she is, too," he said nonchalantly.
I shook my head in disbelief at his lack of concern for neither of us knowing where Sophia was. "Whatever, I'll try and find her myself," I hissed pushing past him and the other hockey team members that were in my way as I stormed down the hallway in search of my sister.
~ Sawyer's POV ~
"That was your sister?" Dallas, the team captain of the Ice Hounds, asked turning back to me from watching my sister retreat angrily down the hallway.
"One of them," I answered my eyes still on my sister's retreating figure.
I was already starting to regret how I treated the situation. I acted like I didn't care about where Sophia was or why all of a sudden she was late for the first time ever when in reality I did care. But, I sure had a way of showing it. 16 years of always being so close and suddenly age 17 hit, the accident happened, and the bond that Sophia, Summer, and I once had was ripped apart in a matter of only seconds.
"So, is she single? No boyfriend back at home or anything?" he asked curiously.
"Yeah, she's single. No boyfriend back home," I answered without really processing what he was even asking, which I had a feeling would definitely come back to haunt me later on.
"That's good," Dallas said with a smirk on his face.
"What's good?" I asked suddenly turning my full attention to the conversation.
Dallas shook his head. "It's nothing," Dallas said shrugging his shoulders.
"Yeah, okay," I said not wanting to get into a game of 20 questions to figure out what he was really talking about.
I just couldn't shake the feeling in the pit of my stomach, however, that I had just said something that I shouldn't have. Something was definitely gonna come back and bite me in the ass. I just knew it.
~ Sophia's POV ~
About 15 minutes later we were outside of the hospital at the drop off entrance. Part of me wanted to go in with the boy just to make sure everything was okay with his nose and all...well other than it being broken, of course, but I knew that I had to be back to school in less than 15 minutes. I decided I'd ask anyways.
"Are you sure you don't want me to come in with you?" I asked just throwing it out there.
"No, I'm good from here," he answered. "Besides you have fifteen minutes or so to get back to school before you automatically get a tardy for your next class," he pointed out.
"Oh, yeah, that's right. I forgot about the tardy part of it," I said with a sigh. Schools here were so different than back home.
"Well, thanks for the ride," the boy said reaching for the handle and pushing the car door open.
"You're welcome. Besides, it's truly the least I could do," I smiled slightly.
He smiled back as best he could without wincing in pain from his broken nose. "Oh, and by the way," he said sitting back down after starting to get out of the car.
"Yeah?" I asked.
"I never caught your name," he informed me with a small laugh.
"Oh, oh, my name, right. I'm sorry where have my manners been the past hour? I'm Sophia...Sophia Westen," I smiled. I went to extend my hand for him to shake, but instantly pulled back. "I would shake your hand, but you've got blood on yours," I said meaning no offense while biting my lower lip.
"Totally understandable. Well, despite the circumstances it's nice to meet you, Sophia. I'm Jake...Jake Martin," he said mimicking my introduction.
I couldn't help the chuckle that escaped. It was a completely unintentional James Bond introduction. "Well, It's nice to meet you as well," I replied smiling once more.
"I'll see you around school," Jake said getting out of the car.
"You, too," I replied just before Jake closed the door and made his way into the hospital.
Once I watched him walk inside, I put the car into drive and left. I couldn't help but laugh at the past hour of my life. Who would have ever thought that punching a boy in the nose, even if by accident, would've made me a new friend?
So, there's the first chapter. Basically it was just an introduction of sorts to the triplets and a set up for the rest of the story. What are your thoughts on the triplets so far; Summer, Sophia, and Sawyer? Review and tell me what you thought! Anonymous and signed reviews are all welcome!