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Finally, the Degrassi students had arrived at the LAX airport. The air was completely different, Paige noticed. A good different. Whereas the weather back home in Toronto was slightly overcast and cloudy, here in California, it was sunny and warm.
"Oh, excuse me," said a boy of about fifteen years as he accidentally bumped into Paige.
Paige looked up. Not too shabby, she thought. "Hey, don't worry about it, hon. I'm Paige Michaelchuk." She flashed him a smile. He smiled back.
"I'm Aaron Colman." He shook Paige's hand. "Nice to meet you. Where are you from?"
"Toronto," Paige answered. "And you?"
"Oh, LA," he told her. "Specifically Costa Mesa. I'm just here to pick up my uncle. He must've been on the same flight as you. He's from Toronto."
"Very cool," she said. "So, how's it living in California?"
"It's okay, I guess," he replied. "It's not all that everyone makes it out to be. Believe it or not, we aren't all tan, blonde, surfer dudes." Paige noticed that he did look like a tan, blonde, surfer dude. But whatever. "Um, so, how long are you staying here for?" Aaron asked.
"Five days," she answered. "You think you're gonna be free any of those days?"
"Yeah, probably," he smiled. "Hey - listen. That's my uncle getting off the plane now. I better go. But, call me or whatever." He scribbled a number on a piece of paper and handed to her. "See ya!"
"Bye!" Paige called after him. Score. Less than five minutes in California and he had already met a cool guy. Looked like this trip would be even better than she had expected.
"Everyone!" Mr. Simpson shouted. "Please follow me outside. We will be taking a bus from the airport to the hotel we will be staying at in Anaheim. The bus ride will be about 45 minutes, so please stop at the restrooms now. Your luggage will be at the hotel when we arrive."
Paige was disappointed. She had expected they would be staying in some glamorous place such as Hollywood or Santa Monica. Not Andham or whatever it was called. Oh well, she would live.
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Toby had spent the whole plane ride talking about Anime and all it's facets with Kendra Mason. He still couldn't believe that he had found a girl who liked Anime just like him. JT had overheard them at one point and started going off about how stupid Anime was and how it was for lame losers who had nothing better to do, but he didn't care. Now, on the bus to their hotel, Toby and Kendra were still discussing Anime, but now they were on to the topic of Evangelion. JT, in the row behind them, kept making gagging noises. They just ignored him.
Halfway through their conversation, Toby froze and words would not come out of his mouth. He had looked into Kendra's eyes and realized that this was the first person he truly, truly liked. Back when he liked Emma, it was all just minor, even though he hadn't realized it at the time. Kendra was someone Toby was so much alike, yet so different. He was so lucky to have her. He just hoped that Kendra felt the same way.
Kendra saw Toby looking at her. His expression was seriously starting to freak her out. He was cool and all, but sometimes, he just got weird. She thought it looked like he was about to kiss her. Great. She really didn't want that. Kendra thought that she had let Toby know a few months ago that she didn't want to be more than friends, but obviously he hadn't gotten the message. Toby leaned in. Before Kendra could turn away, he touched his lips to hers. Yuck!
"Um, I gotta go to the bathroom," she said, running to the back of the bus where there was a tiny stall similar to the one in the airplane. This was horrible! Would Toby be acting like this all trip? She hoped not.
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Liberty turned the page of IThe Transformation of Virginia/I by Rhys Isaac. It was really a fascinating book. She only wished that the stupid Grade Nines behind her would just shut up so she could concentrate. She found herself reading the same passage over and over again because of her lack of concentration. She turned around to see Spinner Mason and Jimmy Brooks throwing a miniature football back and forth. Grr!
"Would you please shut up???" she shouted. Everyone turned around and stared at her. She didn't care; she had the right to yell at these imbeciles. Jimmy and Spinner just laughed.
"What's so funny?" she yelled.
"Dude, I think she's PMSing or something," Spinner tried to whisper, but did not have much success. Why these people were so naïve was beyond her. She went back to her reading, trying to shut out the noises. The sound of a cell phone ringing near the front of the bus irked her. Why had these horrible teachers even allowed cell phones on the trip? It was supposed to be an educational learning experience, not a chat session. She was tapped on the shoulder by someone.
"What?" she screamed. She realized it was Mr. Simpson. Trying to calm down, she said, "Oh, I'm terribly sorry, sir. I didn't realize it was you. Please forgive me." After all, if she angered the teachers, who knows what might have happened to her grades.
"Uh, sure, Liberty," Mr. Simpson hesitated. "May I talk to you in private?"
"Sure, what's wrong?" asked Liberty, worried. Her stomach clenched. From Mr. Simpson's voice, something was terribly wrong.
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Finally, the Degrassi students had arrived at the LAX airport. The air was completely different, Paige noticed. A good different. Whereas the weather back home in Toronto was slightly overcast and cloudy, here in California, it was sunny and warm.
"Oh, excuse me," said a boy of about fifteen years as he accidentally bumped into Paige.
Paige looked up. Not too shabby, she thought. "Hey, don't worry about it, hon. I'm Paige Michaelchuk." She flashed him a smile. He smiled back.
"I'm Aaron Colman." He shook Paige's hand. "Nice to meet you. Where are you from?"
"Toronto," Paige answered. "And you?"
"Oh, LA," he told her. "Specifically Costa Mesa. I'm just here to pick up my uncle. He must've been on the same flight as you. He's from Toronto."
"Very cool," she said. "So, how's it living in California?"
"It's okay, I guess," he replied. "It's not all that everyone makes it out to be. Believe it or not, we aren't all tan, blonde, surfer dudes." Paige noticed that he did look like a tan, blonde, surfer dude. But whatever. "Um, so, how long are you staying here for?" Aaron asked.
"Five days," she answered. "You think you're gonna be free any of those days?"
"Yeah, probably," he smiled. "Hey - listen. That's my uncle getting off the plane now. I better go. But, call me or whatever." He scribbled a number on a piece of paper and handed to her. "See ya!"
"Bye!" Paige called after him. Score. Less than five minutes in California and he had already met a cool guy. Looked like this trip would be even better than she had expected.
"Everyone!" Mr. Simpson shouted. "Please follow me outside. We will be taking a bus from the airport to the hotel we will be staying at in Anaheim. The bus ride will be about 45 minutes, so please stop at the restrooms now. Your luggage will be at the hotel when we arrive."
Paige was disappointed. She had expected they would be staying in some glamorous place such as Hollywood or Santa Monica. Not Andham or whatever it was called. Oh well, she would live.
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Toby had spent the whole plane ride talking about Anime and all it's facets with Kendra Mason. He still couldn't believe that he had found a girl who liked Anime just like him. JT had overheard them at one point and started going off about how stupid Anime was and how it was for lame losers who had nothing better to do, but he didn't care. Now, on the bus to their hotel, Toby and Kendra were still discussing Anime, but now they were on to the topic of Evangelion. JT, in the row behind them, kept making gagging noises. They just ignored him.
Halfway through their conversation, Toby froze and words would not come out of his mouth. He had looked into Kendra's eyes and realized that this was the first person he truly, truly liked. Back when he liked Emma, it was all just minor, even though he hadn't realized it at the time. Kendra was someone Toby was so much alike, yet so different. He was so lucky to have her. He just hoped that Kendra felt the same way.
Kendra saw Toby looking at her. His expression was seriously starting to freak her out. He was cool and all, but sometimes, he just got weird. She thought it looked like he was about to kiss her. Great. She really didn't want that. Kendra thought that she had let Toby know a few months ago that she didn't want to be more than friends, but obviously he hadn't gotten the message. Toby leaned in. Before Kendra could turn away, he touched his lips to hers. Yuck!
"Um, I gotta go to the bathroom," she said, running to the back of the bus where there was a tiny stall similar to the one in the airplane. This was horrible! Would Toby be acting like this all trip? She hoped not.
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Liberty turned the page of IThe Transformation of Virginia/I by Rhys Isaac. It was really a fascinating book. She only wished that the stupid Grade Nines behind her would just shut up so she could concentrate. She found herself reading the same passage over and over again because of her lack of concentration. She turned around to see Spinner Mason and Jimmy Brooks throwing a miniature football back and forth. Grr!
"Would you please shut up???" she shouted. Everyone turned around and stared at her. She didn't care; she had the right to yell at these imbeciles. Jimmy and Spinner just laughed.
"What's so funny?" she yelled.
"Dude, I think she's PMSing or something," Spinner tried to whisper, but did not have much success. Why these people were so naïve was beyond her. She went back to her reading, trying to shut out the noises. The sound of a cell phone ringing near the front of the bus irked her. Why had these horrible teachers even allowed cell phones on the trip? It was supposed to be an educational learning experience, not a chat session. She was tapped on the shoulder by someone.
"What?" she screamed. She realized it was Mr. Simpson. Trying to calm down, she said, "Oh, I'm terribly sorry, sir. I didn't realize it was you. Please forgive me." After all, if she angered the teachers, who knows what might have happened to her grades.
"Uh, sure, Liberty," Mr. Simpson hesitated. "May I talk to you in private?"
"Sure, what's wrong?" asked Liberty, worried. Her stomach clenched. From Mr. Simpson's voice, something was terribly wrong.
