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once they speakers and outside voices finally seemed to drown out, vanessa realized it really was just her and mike. she knew what the game meant and what most of her friends were planning on doing once they with their respective crushes, but for vanessa the way wasn’t as clear. vanessa wasn’t as comfortable as those around her in being undressed or the catcalling from the boys during gym. boys like mike dallas. it would be a lie to say she didn’t keep her ear somewhat pressed onto the grapevine around Guelph in regards to the boy. vanessa knew the stories, the whispers, and from the way girls swooned just to get a smile there had to be some light to them. 

but vanessa didn’t want to let that sway her too much.  after all, if that’s what dallas was into or wanted to do––she wasn’t what he wanted. the girls at their school hiked their skirts up, applied make up like walking instagram filters, and tight fitting uniforms. vanessa on the other-hand only had her small size going for her which forced her skirt to be above her knees which the basketball team happily told her time and time again. 

right now though, she’d enjoy whatever time she had left with him and go back to day dreaming about him and what she wished she would have had more courage to do during cheer practice. “nice to finally be formally introduced to the myth and legend that is Mike Dallas,” she joked lightheartedly. “are you… are you excited for the game this weekend?”

He enjoyed the air she held around her, something different than the usual people he was used to being around. It was different, he wasnt afraid to admit that. Used to girls openly spilling what they felt to him, or simply throwing themselves at them. He could sense something from her, whether it was nerves or uncomfortableness or simply something else; he wasn’t sure. The words spoke about it him around the halls of degrassi wasn’t anything secret, they weren’t at the top of the food chain quite yet but people still liked to talk.

Dallas wasn’t a stranger to the words spoken about Vanessa through the various sports team. She wasn’t quite like the other girls that were more than ready to let the team do what they wanted. And that intrigued Dallas, something he kept to himself. Not for fear of what his team or the other guys would say around the halls. But because he understood her difference, she was something else around the halls and he enjoyed her presence. Dallas wanted to get to know her more and more as time passed, he just wasn’t sure how to go about it.

He hoped that tonight would span more conversations and times they could be together, but for now he’d take what he could get and at least talk to her. A small chuckle falling from his lips, his tongue licking his lips slightly before nodding. “Excited, and a lil nervous as usual. No matter how many times I’ve done it they’re still there,” he shrugged lightly, “I can only assume you’re joining us all there?”

CRUEL INTENTIONS 1999 | dir. Roger Kumble

You falling off the wagon is a big deal, Olivia. You need help. 

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Alexa Demie