Chapter Nine.
Paige awoke in the morning to her cell phone ringing loudly on her night stand. She reached over and flipped it open, "Hello?" She said quietly, still half asleep. "Paige? Where the hell are you? It's one o'clock we were suppose to meet for lunch remember?" Paige's eyes shot open and she sat up to look at her clock. Damn, she really had slept her day away. "Shit," Paige said into the phone. "I'm sorry mom, I must have forgot." Paige heard a loud huff coming from the other end, "Well damn it, Paige! Now what the hell am I suppose to do? Sit here by myself I already got a table!"
Paige sat up and rubbed her throbbing forehead, the bright sun was blinding her. "I don't know what you want me to tell you, mom. I've had a lot on my plate and it just slipped my mind. I'll make it up to you, we'll go out next week I'll treat." Paige's mom, Darlene, laughed angrily on the line, "Oh please Paige! A lot on your plate... you don't fucking do anything. You lay around and you surf. And you won't treat anyone. You can't even pay your electric bill." In one ear, out the other. Paige listened to her mom rant for another minute before cutting her off, "Okay- mom. I have to go. I'll call you later." With that, Paige hung up the phone.
"I can't stand that woman..." Paige whispered to herself as she threw her phone back on the nightstand and fell into her pillows. A knock on the door disturbed her daze, "Paige, what the hell happened last night?" She heard Megan ask behind the door. "It's open..." Paige said in a husky voice. Megan walked in and sat at the edge of Paige's bed. "How did you get home? I had no idea where you were last night I had to leave without you. I was looking for you for an hour!" Paige buried her face in her pillows, "I'm sorry," came her muffled reply.
Megan smacked Paige's ass, and hard, to try and wake her out of her funk. "Ouch! What the fuck?" Paige sat up and lightly slapped her back, "I'm hung over and tired. Be gentle with me!" Megan rolled her eyes and shook her head, "Uh uh, talk." She said sternly. Paige let out a deep sigh and slowly sat up, running her fingers through her mess of hair. "You remember those two big dudes? The wrestlers?" Megan nodded, "The one with the tattoos- you walked away with him." Paige looked up, then back down at her twirling fingers- "You saw that?" Paige asked, continuing to pick at her finger nails. "Yes I saw it. Which is why I'm asking you what happened."
Paige scratched her head and looked out the window, "Uhm, memory is a little fuzzy but.... some stuff happened." Megan reached out and pinched the back of Paige's arm, "Ow! Ow! Okay, okay! I slept with him, shit!" With a confession, Megan released her grasp and Paige was rubbing a now red sore spot on her arm. "You are an abusive bitch!"
"And you are a disgusting skank!" Megan said as she stood up. "Paige those guys are disgusting. Do you know how many women that man has probably slept with? And I don't suppose in your drunken state you used any type of protection?" Paige sat in silence and looked back down at her twirling fingers. "PAIGE!" Megan pinched her arm again, "Ow! Stop! I'm on the pill, I wasn't thinking!" Paige shouted as she fought Megan off her arm. "The pill doesn't protect you from STD's jackass. Didn't you pay any attention in Health class back in High School? You could really do something with that brain."
Paige sighed, "Yes, I know it doesn't protect me from STD's but like I said I wasn't thinking. He said I was the first girl he slept with in over five years, he just got a divorce." Megan shook her head in disbelief, "Oh that is some bullshit. He probably cheated on his wife being away from home all the time. You believe that garbage?" Paige fell back on to her pillow once again. Did she want to believe it? Yes. Should she believe it? Probably not. "Look I don't know what you want me to say. I fucked up, I get it. You know I don't sleep around Meg, you know me." She shook her head and placed her hands on her head, the room was beginning to spin. "You should have seen him try to get my number last night though. He seriously wouldn't stop."
Megan let out a deep sigh and sat back down on the bed, "I know- I'm sorry I freaked but you really need to be careful. Last thing I want to see is you get fucking chlamydia from some nasty washed up wrestler." Paige nodded in agreement as her cell phone began to ring. "Hey Bobby, what's up sweetie?" Paige said into the phone. "Hey girl, how you feelin' this morning?"
"I've seen better days. What's up?"
"Well I just wanted to run something by you. You know that Pipe Masters is coming up soon, right?"
"Yes, been busting my ass to qualify."
"Well, about that. I want to throw an offer your way. Now I know we're friends but this is strictly business. If you can qualify for Pipe Masters- I'd like to offer you a sponsorship for Surf Store U.S.A. All you need to do is qualify- since they only select the top five females to actually compete in Pipe. I don't even care if you win Pipe, just you being there is enough publicity to really get your name out."
Paige's eyes lit up at the offer, "Are you serious Bobby?" Bobby nodded his head on the other end, "Dead serious baby girl. Make me proud." Paige hung up the phone and screamed with joy as she jumped on the bed. "What the hell happened?" Megan asked. "Bobby just offered me a sponsorship if I qualify for Pipe!" Megan shot up, "No way! Oh my God! This is it, you need to qualify we need to get our asses on that water!" Paige nodded happily in agreement as she hopped off the bed and ran for her swimsuit. Some much needed training was in order, double the amount she'd planned.
