I realize I probably shouldn't start another story while I'm in the middle of three already. But really, I couldn't help this one. I was listening to Taylor Swift and the song Trouble came on. The first time I've heard it, and I was just like, "this is a great idea!" So I naturally went with it. So, until further notice, One More Night and Temporary Escape are on a small, official hiatus. I just gotta figure out how to get rid of my writer's block.

Cam's kinda out of character though. He's more of a sarcastic, shy, jokester than depressed and anxious. I kinda like what I did here. But yeah, just think of his character being more of Dylan Everett's character in Wingin' It. Carl. He was so rad, by the way.

Anyway, yeah. Sam's just a friend he made when he started going to the school. She's going to be important for the storyline. Yeah he's going to owe her huge, by the end of this, lol. Though, I'm thinking it's going to be shorter than the other one. Maybe 3-5 chapters ish. Maybe less, maybe more. Depends.

Also, I've been watching some Laguna Beach. Nothing really related to this, I just wanted to say that. Lol. It's a damn good show! I wish it was still on, but with everyone from season one. They're real badasses, in my opinion. Though, I thought Kristin was kinda a bitch. But she's really pretty. I guess that somewhat makes up for it. Not really, though. There's no excuse for bitchiness.

Also, notice. I'm trying out first person point of view for the first time. Let me know if it works or not. And yeah, wow, this note is seriously long.

So enjoy. Review. I own nothing.

I knew I was in deep shit the first time I saw her. Maya Matlin. I had just transferred to Degrassi because I was on the best young hockey team in Canada… or some shit like that. She was in my French class talking to two other students. And then, she flipped her blonde hair over her shoulder, her blue eyes shined in the light (I'm not kidding you), and then she sort of smiled.

But not at me.

At her friend. With short, ginger hair, and let me tell you that kid was the luckiest son of a bitch in the school.

Mostly because I wanted her to smile at me. Just sayin.

"Sup, Cam?" Oh great, Sam was here. Hah, our names rhyme. Cam and Sam.

Anyway…

"Sup?" I asked, looking up at her. I tried to look interested in what she was saying but I was way more interested in Maya to care.

"Earth to Cam…" She waved her hand in front of my face and I looked up at her again. I really couldn't help where my eyes roamed, don't blame me. "Are you even listening to me?"

Not a chance. Not that I'd tell her that.

"Whaaat? Yeah totally… you said something about… frozen yogurt." I threw my hand up to make it seem like I'd gotten the answer right. "Psh, who doesn't know what you were talking about?"

"Considering you're the only I'm talking to, I hope no one else. And how did you know?"

Really? I'd gotten it right? I just took a shot in the dark.

"Well, that's because… you love frozen yogurt. Obviously."

She gave me a look. "I really wasn't talking about frozen yogurt."

And I completely knew that.

"So then what were you talking about?"

"I was talking about the party this Friday!"

"There's a party?"

She smacked the top of my head. And it hurt.

"Yes!"

"Cool… who's going?"

"I assumed you knew. You are on the team with Dallas after all."

Ooh, so it was one of those parties. Yeah, I hardly went to those since all Dallas did was make an ass out of himself… and of course other people at his own expense. Yeah, I was so not down for that.

"Yeah about that. I'm not going."

Her eyes widened, "What do you mean you're not going?"

I laughed, I really couldn't help it. "Exactly that. Dallas just enjoys making asses out of everyone. I don't really care much for it honestly."

"Well start caring!"

I looked at her, "And why would I do a crazy thing like that?"

She smirked, "Because Maya's going."

I found this hard to believe.

"Uh huh. That makes sense you know. That she'd go to a party, where the guy who's throwing it has serious conflict with her older sister. Right. Makes a lot of sense."

"Well, believe it Hockey Boy. She's going." Sam then returned to her seat (which was right next to mine) and turned to me again. "So you're going." I opened my mouth to protest, but she wouldn't let me speak. "Ah ah, don't argue. The decision is final."

Fucking great.

"I'm home!" I yelled into my house. Well, not really my house. It was more of a house I was staying in while I went to school in Toronto. It was like college, but not. I was 12 hours away from home, which just included my mom. My dad left us when I was four, and hasn't returned since. I much prefer it that way since all I remember about him is that he was a complete asshole and treated us like shit.

But I'm getting ahead of myself, here.

"Sup, loser?"

Ah, sweet, sweet Alex. She was in grade 7 and (even though we weren't technically related), she was still a pain in my ass. The good thing was, she knew it, and we constantly bantered back and forth like legit siblings.

It felt awesome.

"Sup, slut?" I shot back, and she laughed, rolling her eyes.

I always called her slut, it was a term of endearment for both of us. She called me loser, asshole, or jerk, and I called her stinky and slut. It was an odd relationship, but it worked for us.

I walked into the kitchen and she followed me. Flipping her straight, long blonde hair over her shoulder, she looked at me. "Any luck on the Maya front?" She asked as I opened the fridge and she took a seat at the island in the middle of the kitchen. I pulled out a can of pepsi and shook my head.

"Not really. But I think I know a way to get her to talk to me."

"Ever think that maybe she's nervous? You know, girls are like that. Nervous to talk to a boy, but once they get the chance, act like… I don't know, a crazy girl!" She threw her hands up for emphasis.

I raised my eyebrow. "And you know this how?"

"Duh, I've been dating Ben since we were in like diapers." I gave her a look. "Okay, maybe not that long, but you get the point. We've been going out a while. And he was just as nervous to talk to me as I was. And now, boom! We're together. Awesome, isn't it?"

I stared at her for a moment, before walking over to the fruit basket. "Here, have an apple."

She took it, looking at it confused. She shook her head and put it back. "What, can't take advice from a thirteen year old?"

"I didn't say I wouldn't."

"Then why'd you randomly hand me an apple?"

"Because I could. Any reason why you're bothering me?"

"But you just… ugh!" She stormed out of the room, and I laughed, taking a bite of the apple she had left behind.

I heard my phone go off a moment later, and pulled it out to see I had a message.

Hey, open your front door in five seconds.

Sighing, I put my phone in my back pocket, and counted down, as I walked to the front door.

Five, four, three, two, one…

"And here she is…" I said, opening the door and allowing Sam to go through. Only she didn't do it the normal way, no. Sam always had to be different.

She actually skateboarded through. Huh, imagine that.

"Can I ask why you just skateboarded into my house?"

She shrugged. "I wanted to make an entrance."

I shut the front door. "Well, you certainly did that."

"Yeah." She tried to catch her breath, moving her blonde hair out of her eyes. She then picked up her skateboard and followed me into the kitchen. "So I see you were eating an apple."

"Yeah, kinda. It was Alex's first though, but she didn't want it, so I took it."

She gave me a look for a few minutes, before nodding her head. "Nice, so anyway, about this party this weekend."

"I still can't believe you're making me go." I casually leaned on the counter and started to eat the apple again. "I can't express how much I don't want to go."

"It's supposed to be the party of the year!"

"Yeah, Dallas, Luke and whoever else on the team who are a pain in the ass have been saying that for months." I then looked outside a brief moment and realized it had begun to snow. Then I looked at Sam again. "How did you skateboard here in the snow?"

"I have my ways, Campbell." She said it so mysteriously I was legit intrigued for a minute, but then thought better of it. I just shook my head and walked to the trashcan to throw away my apple. "Hey, I have a question."

"Shoot."

"Have you ever kissed a girl?"

I froze. What do I tell her? I was too embarrassed to tell her the truth. I'm even too embarrassed to say admit it to myself.

So I just said whatever came to mind, "What? Of course. Yeah… I uh, I've kissed tons of girls! Especially back home." I scoffed and waved my hand in the air. "You act like I'm not experience or anything."

"Because you're not."

She said it so sure of herself. I hate her for that.

"Yeah okay, fine. I've never kissed a girl, happy?" I can't believe I actually told her that, how stupid of me.

"It's nothing to be embarrassed of Cam." She said, "In fact, I think it's kinda cute. And I guarantee you, Maya will too."

"Right. Because every girl wants a guy who has no experience."

Sam shrugged. "It's better than having a player who most likely has STDs go after you." She had a point there.

"Okay, so let's say… she's into that. What makes you think she would be?"

Sam rolled her eyes, "Okay, you didn't hear this from me, but I heard this from a pretty reliable source."

I nodded, "And I assume that'd be the girl she's always talking to in class… uh, Rory or Cori or something like that." I was never good with names. Especially ones that didn't really matter to me. And besides, this girl was kind of annoying and prissy, not gonna lie. It was a good thing she wasn't all over me, because she's definitely not my type.

Sam rolled her eyes again, "I assume you mean Tori." Yeah right, her. Whatever her name was. "Anyway, she told me Maya's never been kissed either, let alone had a boyfriend. So all the more reason for you two to get together, be each other's first for other things more than kissing and then make beautiful babies later on in life." She gave me the thumbs up and I sighed, my head going in my hands. Sam could be so difficult sometimes. And to emphasize that more I groaned.

"You just need some confidence."

I scoffed, looking back at her. "I have a ton of confidence."

She gave me a look that said, 'really?'

"Okay, well, you're afraid to talk to Maya Matlin of all people, let alone other girls, you're socially awkward and antisocial, hence why you refuse to go to this party and you—"

"I am not socially awkward!" I caught her off. "There's no way! And I talk to a ton of girls. I talk to you, don't I?"

Again with the 'really' look.

But instead of repeating anything, she just continued. "Really. That's all you need is some confidence, and today's your lucky day.

I was afraid to ask.

"Why?" So I asked anyway. Stupid decision.

She gave me a huge smile, "Because I'm here to help!"

I'm doomed.

I'm gonna start posting fun facts about me, since y'all don't really know much. So here goes. Numero uno.

Fun fact: my name is Jessica (but I go by Jess or Jessie), I'm a teenager and I'm from the same place this show takes place in. Pretty sure you can figure that one out for yourselves. So that was more like three facts. Lucky you. Toodles!

Oh, and happy 12/12/12! :]