I happen to really like this idea. So if you don't, that sucks for you. I'm going to update One More Night soon. I have most of the chapter written, I just have to figure out what to write next.
KC is Maya's stepbrother again. I personally like them as stepsiblings, but yeah, that's just me. Also, they are out of character... though I tried to keep them somewhat in character. Just expect them to mostly be out of character, but I'm going to try my best. I just don't want to hear about it later, is all.
Lots of stuff isn't revealed in this chapter, just saying. But it all be revealed later on. Whoop!
I own nothing.
To say she was nervous starting at a new school would be a massive understatement. Her hands were shaking hard as her stepbrother assured her everything would be okay as they walked to the front steps of the school together.
To be honest, she really didn't believe her.
They had come to Degrassi to start completely new and fresh. A clean slate since what happened at her last school was a total and complete train wreck.
Starting with… no. No. She was not now or ever going to go back and think about it ever again.
That was her new promise to herself. Move on. It never happened.
But the voice in her head kept saying, "Sure it didn't really happen. Just think what you want," over and over again.
Blinking back tears, she allowed KC to open the door, and walked through it, following close behind him as he walked to the front office together.
"May I help you?" A woman asked them, her glasses falling down to the bridge of nose. She didn't seem very nice and that only intimidated her further.
She cleared her throat, and nodded. The woman looked at KC, then back at her. "Can I have a name?"
She looked helplessly at KC, and then brought her hand up, but the woman rudely cut her off.
"We don't tolerate gang signs here."
"She wasn't doing any gang signs." KC rudely responded. "Her name is Maya, can you please help her? And me? We're new here and I'd really like to get to class and get this day over with."
The woman blinked at him, pursed her lips, and then walked to the other side to the door marked 'principal'. It opened a moment later, and someone who they both assumed was the principal walked up to them.
"Ah," He smiled at them. "Our newest students, Maya Matlin and Kirk Guthrie."
"Actually, its uh… KC." He said awkwardly rubbing the back of his head. Maya just nodded her head, smiling at her new principal.
"Right, KC." He smiled warmly at them, which Maya took as a very good sign. Definitely a step up from the bitch they just spoke to a few minutes before. He led the way into his office, and handed them to schedule, telling them some basic rules, and then they were off to their first class.
Maya gripped her schedule in her hand hard, as she walked down the halls, totally lost an oblivious to what was around her. Closing her eyes, she imagined what it would've been like if it was a few months before. Maybe then she wouldn't have felt as alone as she did.
She walked a few feet, before bumping into someone and falling on her ass to the ground. Opening her eyes, she saw whom she had bumped into and her eyes filled with tears.
"What the fuck?" The guy cursed, rubbing his head, as he'd hit it on his way down. "Why don't you fucking watch where you're going idiot?"
A tear fell down her cheek as she looked away. She quickly stood up, trying to say something, anything (even a damn whisper would've worked) but she couldn't. No matter how hard she tried, she just couldn't.
And it wasn't really her fault.
"What?" He walked closer to her, backing her up against the lockers and causing her to become afraid, memories flooding her mind as she started to shake and whimper, biting her lip. "You have nothing to say? You just made me fall on my ass. All my papers flew everywhere!"
He was yelling at her, she knew that. But still, she just let him. She closed her eyes again and just took it. Whatever he was throwing at her, she took it. Like the little scaredy-cat she was.
"Finish that sentence and I'll make your life hell." She heard, and opened her eyes to see KC standing behind the boy, his features angry as he stared him down. "Step away from her. Now."
She still cowered against the lockers as the boy slowly turned around. "Oh yeah? And what are you going to do about it?"
From the corner of her eye, she saw someone else. Someone about her age, maybe a little older. He walked up to the boy and swiftly turned him around so he was facing him and not KC anymore, clearly ignoring the crowd that had formed around them.
"Leave her alone." He said to him, "She didn't do anything to you."
"She made me fall on my ass!"
"Oh right, big deal. You fall on your ass all the time. For once in your life, this time, it wasn't your fault. Just leave her alone, alright?"
The older boy stared him down, breathing heavily until he just angrily pushed past him, and walked off. He stood there for a moment, before looking at her.
"Are you okay?"
By that point, KC had rushed over to her, and held her against him, rubbing her back as she calmed down. She slowly turned her head towards him and nodded her head.
'Thank you.' She mouthed and he smiled at her.
"No problem." And with that, the bell rang and the crowd broke up. He waved to her, and walked away.
She looked at KC. "Are you okay?" She nodded, and hugged him tight, letting him know in her own way, that she was okay. "Just be careful, okay? No one knows anything here. So, keep that in mind." She nodded and he softly kissed the top of her head. "Alright, see if you can get to class, I'll see you at lunch."
She bit her lip, and nodded again. He hugged her one last time and then disappeared in the sea of students.
Turning around on her heel, she walked only five feet, before she was stopped again.
"Holy crap!" She turned to see a girl (an overexcited, jumpy, cheerleader, type) with curly dark hair, clapping her hands together. With her, were two other guys, one of them cute in her opinion, but that didn't matter to her.
She wasn't there for him. Or really anyone for that matter. She was just there for a new, fresh start.
"You got Campbell freaking Saunders to defend you! Wait, no. Actually even better, he talked to you. How did you manage that?"
She just blinked at her, not understanding what the big deal was. Though, now she knew what the boy who defended her's name was. Not that that really mattered or anything.
Since she didn't say anything, the girl just looked at her confused. "Do you not speak?"
She closed her eyes a moment, before bringing her hands up, and signing something, but the girl just looked at her like she was an idiot.
"What? I'm sorry, I don't understand."
"It's sign language, Tori." The dark haired boy responded. "She can obviously hear, but she can't speak."
"You don't speak?"
She lifted her hand and made a so-so motion with her hand.
"What does that mean?"
She signed again.
"She said she can hear, but not that well. It's hard for her talk because of it."
"Oh." Tori said, her tone emotionless. She turned to the dark haired boy. "You know sign language?"
He nodded, "My mom took a class when I was younger and had taught it to me from the very beginning. Plus, my brother's deaf… so yeah." He looked at Maya. "I'm Zig, by the way."
"Yeah, and I'm Tristan. This is Tori." The other boy said, pointing at the girl. "But you already know that."
"That's kind of cool." Tori finally said, "You know, sign language. I've always wanted to learn."
'I could teach you.' Maya signed, but looked at ZIg to interpret.
"She said she could teach you."
Tori nodded. "I'm so down. Zig could even help!"
"Thank for volunteering me." Zig joked and Maya laughed.
"Shit guys." Tristan (was it?) looked at his watch. "We're ten minutes later for class."
"Crap!" Tori quickly grabbed Maya's hand. She didn't move though, "You and I—we're gonna be great friends. Actually all of us are." She smiled at her, "Come on, we'll take you to your first class. Where is it?"
Maya pulled out her schedule and showed it to her.
"Perfect! Most of your classes are with us, except for maybe the last one, but whatever. It's fine." She let go of her hand, and immediately linked their arms, and together the four of them walked to Maya's first class at Degrassi.
Maya noticed a few things in her first class.
One, it was a French class.
Two, it was—for some reason—in a Spanish class. Which made absolutely no sense to her.
And three, the boy who had defended her was in it. She remembered Tori saying his name was Campbell.
"Hello, Miss Tori, Mr. Tristan, and Mr. Zig. May I ask why the three of you are late?"
Well, this was going to be fun. She could already tell her teacher was a hardass. Whoopdeedoo.
"Yeah, we were showing the new student around." Tori gently pushed her forward. "This is Maya."
"Well, hello. Miss Maya. I trust you understand we don't tolerate tardiness here, am I correct?"
Maya nodded. She figured it was just like that in every school. The teacher pursed her lips, reminding Maya of the woman in the front office earlier that morning. Walking to her desk, she picked up some papers, and then read them over a moment, before nodding her head.
"Alright, you may sit." She told her, she pointed to a seat, and Maya followed the finger all the way to the other side of the classroom, where the big windows were that showed off the football field. And also who she'd be sitting next to.
She looked at Zig helplessly.
'Are you going to sit with me?' She signed, but he shook his head.
"We're going to sit there, unfortunately."
She bit her lip and nodded, going over to where her teacher had pointed out. She sat down, and stared at the desk, feeling the tears come back. She thought of her past life, where she was happy, carefree. Nothing brought her down.
But in one day, all that had changed.
And it wasn't fair.
She felt a tear slip down her cheek and angrily wiped it away, hoping no one saw it.
"Hey." She heard, and looked to her left. The boy, Campbell was trying to get her attention. "Are you okay?" He whispered.
She nodded, and gave him a small smile.
She nodded again.
"Mr. Campbell. No talking." The teacher informed him, he just rolled his eyes, when a moment later, they lit up. He opened his notebook and quickly wrote something down, and then he handed it to her.
She picked it up, looking at him strangely, before reading it. Sorry about Luke, he's a total asshole. Just ignore him and you should be fine.
She looked up at him and he motioned for her to write something back. He handed her his pen, and she took it, quickly writing something down.
Why did he get mad at me? I don't understand. It was an accident.
She blinked at that last word.
That shouldn't even have been a word in her dictionary. She hated that word; she hated it so damn much.
"It was an accident what happened, Maya. It wasn't your fault."
"You shouldn't blame yourself."
Angrily she scratched it out, and replaced it with another word—or actually a few other words.
I didn't mean to do it.
It was technically the definition of the word, but whatever.
Same damn thing.
She handed it back to him and a moment later, got a response.
I know, like I said. He's an asshole, just ignore him.
She nodded her head in response, and then wrote something else down.
Why did you defend me?
It took a while, but soon she got a note handed back to her.
Because no one should be treated like that. Especially for something that wasn't even their fault, you know? He was just acting like the jerk he is, and clearly bullying someone he shouldn't have. I don't tolerate it, so I decided to step in and help.
She looked up at him and gave him a smile. He smiled back at her.
'Thank you.' She mouthed for the second time that day.
The bell rang soon after that and he stood up, going over to her, he stood in front of her and she stood up looking at him confused.
"You know, this is when you usually give your hero a hug." He pointed out, spreading his arms wide.
She raised her eyebrow. Quickly writing something down on the paper, she handed it back to him, before smirking, and grabbing her things. She then waved at him and walked away, a confident look on her face.
Looking down, he read what she had written and couldn't help himself.
He smiled too.
Well, maybe that hero has to work harder for that hug. I don't just give them away for free you know.
"What was that?" Tori asked as soon as she stepped out the door. "You've been here like an hour and you've morphed Campbell from a kind of quiet guy to… I don't know, something else! And what was with that flirting, missy?"
Maya smiled, 'I was just having fun.' She signed, and then sighed a moment later. 'Was that so wrong of me?'
Tori shook her head. "Hell no. That was amazing!" She squealed and hugged her, causing Maya to stumble backwards. "Major credz though, seriously. I don't have nearly the guts to do what you just did. Good job, Maya."
Maya nodded, thinking that maybe Degrassi wouldn't be such a bad school after all. She had to learn to like it after all. Just as long as her secret didn't get out, it was all good.
If only high school was that amazing. But, of course, it wasn't. And she was going to learn that the hard way.