Gahhh... I was mucho bored. So, have a story.
Degrassi is not owned by me. P
She sat in front of her laptop, a term paper her goal. But she was so easily distracted...
Blank wall...
Blank page...
Blank life.
Banting was amazing. Frickin' fantastic!
Frickin' boring...
Stupid voice in the back of her cute blonde head.
SHE NEEDED TO DO SOMETHING.
anything.
She sighed. Picked up a pencil, threw it. A little black dot on the wall. Not so blank anymore. Threw another one, and another. Polka-dotty now.
She felt drunk, she felt high.
she felt nothing.
She got up. The paper could wait.
She put on shoes, stepped out of the dorm and onto the streets. It was cold, but she didn't notice.
People stared, at this ghost of a girl, with a pleasant smile on her face, wearing pink and white striped boxers, a camisole and pink stilettos.
Even unaware, she still matched. She still looked put together.
She wandered around campus, saw people dancing through a window, and crashed a party. It took no thought, no effort. She barely knew what she was doing.
She danced with girls, she danced with guys. Whoever was closest. And then she heard it.
"Paige...?"
Spinner.
She turned around, ignored the noise voice
"Paige."
She let herself be led away, outside again.
"I need something, Spin. Something's missing."
And she sobbed, into arms that enclosed around her, squeezing her tight.
She felt the cold and she winced at her choice of fashion statement. And she laughed, hugged Spin back.
she needed spinner.