Crowned

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Chapter2

Paige was now on the stage in a blue halter dress which was her evening gown, she had dominated the swimsuit and interview rounds, this was it, she had her hands laced with another girl. One of them would be miss New York.

"The first runner is…contestant 16 Victoria Wallas, which means our new Miss New York 2006, is contestant 12 Paige Santino." He said Paige was in a state of shock, Victoria hugged her and it started to sink in, she was Miss New York. She started to cry as she knelt down and the crown was placed on her head and she was handed flowers by last year's Miss New York. She was escorted off of the stage, in back her picture was taken and she was asked many questions. After all of the craziness back stage, she changed into a pair of Victoria secret sweat pants that said 'love pink' across the butt and a matching love pink green long sleeve shirt. She packed up her outfits that she had worn that night, her make-up. Her mother entered the dressing room.

"Congratulations baby, I am so proud of you." She said and hugged her daughter.

"Thanks mom, were is everyone else?" She asked.

"Your brothers had to work and your father is still in Italy on business, but Holly is waiting for you in the car to take you home." She said.

"I am so tired, I'll come see you tomorrow mom." She said and they exited the dressing room. She hopped in the car with her crown on. It had just started to get dark outside.

"So what do you want to do?" Holly asked.

"I just want to go home Holly, my feet hurt, and I would just like to get into my apartment, put my feet up and watch Will & Grace." She said.

"Or maybe you just want to see that sexy roommate of yours." Holly said.

"Holly gross, it's not even like that." She said. They pulled up in front of the townhouse.

"Are you coming in?" Paige asked.

"No, I'm working late tonight." She said.

"Alright, call me tomorrow and we'll have a belated celebration." She said as she got out the car with her stuff and waved goodbye as Holly drove off. She walked up onto the stoop and got her keys out. She opened the door, the lights were on, but she couldn't see anyone in the kitchen.

"Hello, anyone here?" She called out.

"Yea, we're in the den." She heard Randy say. She walked in to see all the guys from before watching MTV.

"How did it go?" Randy asked not even looking away from the TV.

"Take a look for yourself." She said he turned around and saw that she was wearing yet another crown.

"You won," He said as he got up.

"Yea," She said.

"Congratulations," He said and hugged her.

"Thanks," She said.

"Here, let me take your stuff." He said and took it from her before she could protest. Just then, her cell phone rang.

"Hello, hey Mel." She said.

"Holly told me you won, is that true?" She asked.

"Yes, I'm the New Miss New York." She said as she got the orange juice out of the fridge. Mel started to scream on the other side of the line, and Paige joined in jumping up and down in the kitchen, briefly forgetting the guys were there.

"I am so happy for you." She said.

"Thanks, its all starting to sink in." She said.

"Ricky called me looking for you." She said.

"What did you tell him?" She asked.

"I told him you moved." She said.

"Mel, don't tell him anything, I don't want to talk to that asshole ever again." She said.

"How did your brothers take it?" She asked.

"They're about ready to kill him, especially Anthony, he says he's not scared of getting arrested again." She said. All the guys in the den could hear her conversation.

"He's telling people that he dumped you because you were a bad lay." Mel told her and it sent Paige over the edge.

"That fucking liar, I broke up with him because he was pushing me to sleep with him and I wasn't going for it. I should have castrated him and let him bleed to death." She said.

"Spoken like a true mafia princess." She said.

"I'm not a mafia princess." She said.

"What does your dad do?" She asked.

"I don't really know." She said.

"And why else would your brothers carry guns and baseball bats?" She asked.

"Okay, Carmine and Anthony are the only ones with guns, and as far as I know Luke has only beaten one guy with a bat, and that was because he grabbed my ass at a party." She said.

"I got to go, talk to you later Paige." Mel said and hung up. Just then her phone rang again.

"Hello," She said.

"Hey, it's Ricky." He said.

"Why are you calling me?" She asked.

"Look, I'm willing to take you back." He said.

"You're willing to take me back, asshole I dumped you." She said.

"Come on Paige, its just sex." He said.

"We are not having this conversation; I wouldn't sleep with you if you were the last man on Earth." She said.

"This is why we broke up; you're such a prude bitch." He said.

"No, I'm not a prude bitch; you just can't keep your dick in your pants." She said.

"I hope you get knocked up." He said.

"I hope they find your decaying body floating in the Hudson River." She said and hung up the phone. She turned around to see Randy standing in the kitchen door.

"Jesus Christ, you scared me." She said.

"Sorry, is everything alright in here?" He asked.

"Yea," She lied.

"Paige seriously, you never curse, now tell me what's gotten you all worked up.' He said and she hopped up on the counter.

"Ricky called, we got into an argument and I kinda told him I hope he got murdered." She said. Randy put his hands on her shoulders.

"Let's go out, you need a drink." He said.

"I've never had alcohol before." She said.

"You're twenty-one and you've never had a drink?" He asked.

"Not counting communion wine, no." She said. He picked her up off the counter and placed her on her feet.

"Go get dressed, we're taking you out." He said.

"I don't want to go out." She said.

"You don't have a choice, now go get dressed. All the guys waited for about forty-five minutes before Paige came down stairs. She was wearing a brown skirt with brown stiletto boots, with a matching brown jacket and a green camisole under it. She was wearing a brown Angola hat and her blonde hair hung freely down her back. All the guys just stared at her.

"What, is there something on my face?" She asked.

"No," John said.

"Then what's everyone standing around for, let's go." She said. They all headed out to the car. They went to a club called 'Spider' and sat at a table. Randy went over to the bar and brought Paige a martini.

"Drink it," He said. She took the glass and drank half of it in one swallow.

"Slow down," Mark said as she finished the rest in five seconds flat.

"I'm just getting started. Randy, order me another one of those things." She said. This time, she drank the whole thing in one swallow. It had been a couple hours and Randy was looking for Paige but couldn't find her. When he did find her, she was sandwiched in between two guys who were trying to lead her out the door. Randy rushed up and grabbed her arm.

"Sorry guys, she's underage." He said and lead her away.

"Randy, where did you come from?" She asked with a very drunk tone.

"Paige, you're drunk let's get out of here." He said and led her outside so she could get some fresh air. As soon as they got outside, she leaned over and vomited on the sidewalk, Randy held her hair back as the second round came up. Randy put Paige in the car and got the other guys and they went home. When they got to the house, he hoisted her over his shoulder and carried her up to her room. He slid her shoes off of her feet. He brought her and RKO t-shirt and a pair of RKO boxers and changed her into them and helped her under the covers. He kissed her forehead and left the room.

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The next morning, Paige woke up with a pounding headache. She sat up and swung her legs over the side of the bed and rubbed her eyes. 'How did I end up in my room?' she wondered, she put on her fuzzy pink slippers and headed into the bathroom to brush her teeth and brush her hair, after she did that, she went down stairs where all the guys were sitting at the kitchen table.

"Good morning," Randy said.

"What's so good about it, and why do I feel like I got hit by a truck?" She asked.

"That is what you call a hangover." Randy said as he handed her a glass of orange juice and two Tylenol pills.

"Remind me to never drink again." She said as she rubbed her eyes.

"So what are you doing today?" John asked her.

"Nothing, I figured I'd wait around for pageant officials to call me with details." She said.

"What do you mean?" He asked.

"The next six to twelve months are going to be the busiest of my life. I'm not just representing the city, I'm representing the state." She said.

"What are they going to have you doing?" Randy asked.

"Hospital visits, school visits, I get to throw the opening pitch for the Yankees in the spring, parades, countless benefits, the list goes on." She said.

"It sounds almost as busy as our job." Hunter said.

"Yea, except you're not doing it in four-inch stiletto heels." She said. Just then, the doorbell rang. Paige got up to get it, Holly and Mel, her two best friends were standing there with a balloon the shape of a crown that said 'Sweet Sixteen' on it.

"Guys, I'm not sixteen." She said.

"We know, but it was the only balloon that was shaped like a tiara." Holly said as they walked in.

"It's the thought that counts." Mel said.

"Oh my God, what smells so good in here?" Holly asked.

"Eggo waffles, do you want some?" Paige asked.

"I can't I'm on an all salad diet, I want to lose five pounds by next week." Holly said.

"I swear on the Virgin Mary, if I hear you say you're fat one more time, I will force feed you chocolate doughnuts." Mel said as they walked in the kitchen.

"Oh guys, this is Mark, John and Hunter, and you already know Randy. Guys, this is Holly and Mel, my two best friends." She said.

"Hey," The guys all said.

"Hey," Holly and Mel said in unison. Holly had blonde hair and green eyes, she was wearing a pair of Seven7 jeans and whit sneaker with a plain blue v-neck sweater. Mel had light brown hair and gray eyes, she had her hair pulled back in a ponytail and was wearing a green shirt that said 'Love Pink' across the front, she had on a pair of faded True Religion jeans and a pair of Marc Jacobs pumps.

"Holly picked up the Vanity Fair magazine on the counter with Keira Knightley, and Scarlett Johansson, nude on the front.

"I can't believe they did that, I don't think I could." Holly said.

"It's not that bad actually." Mel said.

"Paige you so have the body for it." Holly said.

"Hello, did you forget who my brothers are?" Paige asked.

"They would kill you." Holly said.

"Yea, she would die a virgin." This made Randy almost spit out his orange juice, that was when the girls realized the guys were still in the room.

"Did I say virgin, I meant to say blonde, she would die blonde, where the hell did virgin come from." Mel said. Holly grabbed her hand.

"We're just going to go upstairs now." Holly said and dragged the other two up the stairs. Once they were in Paige's room they all squealed.

"Did you see his reaction when I said you were a virgin?" Mel said.

"It didn't mean anything." Page said.

"Except that he wants to bang your brains out." She said.

"Holly, gross, there won't be any banging of brains, and we are just friends, nothing more." Paige said.

"That John Cena guy is kinda cute." Holly said.

"Kinda, he's a total hottie with those dimples and those eyes." Mel said.

"Well, he is kinda cute, I'm totally lying he's gorgeous." Paige said falling out on the bed.