The Challenges of Being Paige
By: Aiedail!
Summary: What REALLY goes on with Paige and Alex? Mostly fighting, actually.
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"'CAUSE I'M BETTER THAN YOU... WITH MY THREE-INCH HEEL SHOE... Ooh, nice rhyming skills there."
"ALEX! GET OUT OF MY STUFF!" Paige tore up the stairs, trying to grab the pink notebook out of Alex's hands.
"HONEY, I'M SORRY YOU'RE NOT JUST LIKE ME... BUT SOMETIMES IT'S HARD TO BE PERFECT!" Alex had jumped onto Paige's bed and was dangling the notebook out of her reach. "I can imagine the pain you must go through," she commented. "I'm glad I have such a great role model."
"ALEX!"
"I JUST STRAIGHTENED MY HAIR... IT'S SHINY AND BOUNCY! BETTER THAN YOURS..." Alex trailed off, blinked a few times. That didn't rhyme.
Paige took the opportunity and knocked her to the floor, jumping on top of her and grabbing the notebook. "Ha!" she yelled, clutching it tight.
"What the HELL, Paige?" Alex asked, trying not to laugh.
Paige rolled her eyes and shoved the notebook in a drawer. "I wanted to write a song, okay? Back in grade 9 or something... for our band. I thought it would be cool."
"It did teach me the challenges of being Paige..." Alex said sweetly, giving Paige a peck on the cheek.
"But, Paige, hon? It sucked."
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Anyway... that was a bunch of fluff and was totally pointless, but I thought I'd post it anyway.