Degrassi Next Class: SEASON 3

Episode 1 #WelcomeBackBitch

"Hey you," Shay Powers walks up to her boyfriend, Tiny, who is accompanied by his friends, Zig and Esme. Tiny sees her and immediately pulls her into a hug.
"I've missed you," Tiny says as he wraps his arm around her. Shay stared sadly as the scar under his eye. She narrows her eyes to the ground and sighs. Tiny notices.
"I'm fine. Don't worry about me, okay?" Tiny takes her hand and looks deeply into her eyes. "These past few months have been intense but you've made it better for me. You don't know how happy I am to finally be able to hold your hand and kiss you in public," Shay smiled warmly at him and turned to her right to see Lola staring at the two of them.
"I know. I'm just...she's been different. Every time we'd all try to hang out at Frankie's house, she either makes an excuse not to come or she comes only when I'm not around. She's avoided my calls, text messages. I've tried everything!" Shay says, clearly upset. Tiny takes a deep breath and pulls her to the side.
"Shay, you deserve to be happy. She wasn't being fair when you asked her permission. And you've sacrificed your happiness for way too long. You're not at fault here. Okay? She just needs to build a bridge and get over it because you're my girlfriend now and I get to do this," Tiny leans in and plants a kiss on Shay's slips. A smile slowly forms across her face as she pulls away. The two stare at each other, smiling as they walked over to class.

Lola angrily watched as Shay as Tiny walked into school, hand in hand. Frankie walks up to her, handing her a coffee.
"Your vanilla bean mocha latte..." Frankie said as she stared at Lola. "What's wrong? Did I get the wrong one?" Lola shook her head and took a sip of her coffee.
"You didn't do anything wrong Frankie Pankie...it is Shay who deceived me," Lola said as she and Frankie walked.
"Frankie Pankie? Seriously?"
"You can't seriously be at her. You had your chance with Tiny and he chose-"
"I know who he chose! It's the fact that she went against my wishes and decided to go after him after I specifically didn't give her permission!" She replied. "I can't believe she'd choose him over me," Lola continues. Frankie rolls her eyes.
"You think maybe you're a little hard on Shay? She has been trying to talk to you for the past few months. Besides, she's happy. Why can't you be happy for her?"
"So I'm suppose to be happy for her when I myself am sitting alone on my Friday nights playing with my...my key chain?!" Lola raises her voice but tones it down when she realized that people were staring. Frankie gave Lola a look.
"I'm sorry, Lola but you don't get to be angry about this. Shay deserves to be happy," Frankie said as she walked away. Lola stared at her friend as she leaned against her locker. She sighed heavily.
"But what about me?"

"Are you sure???" Zoë asks her best friend. "Like one hundred percent certain?!" Tristan groans as he throws her a pillow.
"Bitch watch my hair!" Zoë exclaims. "I don't wanna look like shit on the first day,"
"Well I've looked like shit every day since I've been in this hell hole so I'm sure you'll get used to it," Tristan paused as he stared at his phone.
"Anyways, yes, I'm sure. I think that in the light of my absence, Degrassi could use a President who is dedicated and amazing and you're pretty much kinda close to that so I trust that you'll do okay. Besides, I'm not leaving this hospital bed any time soon so..." Zoë sits on his bed and rests her head on his shoulder.
"Chin up," she says. "Before you know it it, you'll be up and walking in no time. Good things take time,"
"And how long will it take? I've been in this bed for so long. My ass and back are numb," Tristan complains as he adjusts his bed position. Zoë smiles.
"Would it kill ya have your hair stylist come in and give you a trim?" Zoë asked, touching Tristan's hair. Tristan stared at her, appalled.
"Knock knock," Miles says as he enters his boyfriends room. Tristan shoots him a hateful look.
"What?" Tristan said coldly. "We're busy," Zoë and Miles exchange glances.
"Just thought I'd bring you some breakfast on my way to school. You feeling okay?" He asked, ignoring the attitude.
"I feel like how I feel every day? Since I've found out that I have two feet, one of which, is in operable and is dead so to answer your question, which you know the answer to because you ask the same FREAKING question every damn day since the accident, everything's PEACHY!" Tristan shouted. Miles nods as he walks towards him. Miles presses his lips against Tristan's and taps his shoulder.
"I'll be back after school, Tris. I love you," he tells him. Tristan's looks away, waiting for him to leave. Miles dogs heavily and waved at Zoë before leaving the room. Zoë shakes her head.
"You're being so mean to him," she tells him.
"And your point is?"
"I'm just saying, he's been such a good boyfriend. He's been there for you. Cut him some slack, it's not like he's cheated,"
"I'm sorry, Ms. Zoë Rivas, expert on love, but I've just been so irritated by him. He's too much. He's like the perfect boyfriend. He fluffs my pillows, comes my hair, and he...he helps me shower. And it isn't even sexy..."
"Ooookaaaay, TMI. Anyways, I gotta get to class so text ya later," Zoë says as she pats Tristan's head. Tristan smiles as he watches his best friend leave. It didn't feel right that he was missing his first day of Senior year. He knew he'd be in here for a while and that he had to make the best of it.

"Okay Zoë so I guess that's it...I mean, since there really is no one else who will run against you on such short notice, I guess that's it," Principle Simpson said as he handed folders to Zoë. Zoë quickly looked through them and smiled.
"I promise you, Mr. Simpson, I will do my very best and I won't let you down. I promise Tristan that I'd do one hell of a job and he's been helping me with all the planning so..."
"Yes well, just do what you think is best for the school. Maybe during lunch, you and I can head to the cafeteria and announce that-" the doors unrated open and there stood a girl with straight hair appeared. Zoë stared at the girl from head to toe.
"Tori?" Zig says from the hall. "What are you doing here?" Tori takes out a pen from her pocket and clicks it.
"I'm here to run for Student council president,"