Sunday was uneventful. She always hung out with her family on Sunday's, and nothing very interesting happened that day, except that she won the mini golf game they played.
She's had a good time though, and definitely wasn't looking forward to Monday. Ellie would be back at school, but Ellie couldn't protect her from Paige. If Paige wanted to torment her, she'd do it right in front of Ellie, or make it easy and get her alone. Ellie and Ashley only had lunch and gym together, so Paige's opportunities were endless.
Monday morning, she caught the bus (almost missing it) and sat next to Ellie.
"How was your Sunday?" she asked.
"Oh you know, hung out with Marco since you weren't around. How was the day with your family?" Ellie asked.
"Not bad. I won the game of mini golf we played together. Toby was so mad; I only beat him by one stroke,"
"Impressive victory," Ellie joked.
"Hey, it wasn't by a landslide or anything, but I still won!" Ashley said with false indignation.
"Yeah, yeah, that's what they all say," Ellie retorted, as the bus pulled up to Degrassi. They walked to their lockers together, separating only when it was time for class.
"Ellie's such a good friend; she tries to protect me as best as she can," Ashley thought. "But she shouldn't have to, I'm a big girl, I ought to protect myself."
Ashley stepped into the computer lab; ready for class, and immediately knew it would be a bad day when she saw the look on Paige's face. She took her seat, which unfortunately was in whispering distance of Paige's seat.
"Hey freak," Paige said, greeting Ashley. Ashley rolled her eyes. "How was the vampire convention this weekend? Pick up a lot of new tips for sucking the blood of innocent victims?"
"I'm not a vampire, I just don't dress like Barbie doll."
"No, I guess you're not a vampire. You're one of those depressive angsty teens, aren't you? Oh, look at me, poor me, I'm so depressed, everyone pay attention to me," Paige said, mocking her. "Hey what's that on your palm?" Paige asked, noticing the cut. Ashley hadn't worn a bandage over it today. "Oh, poor dear, you're so depressed that now you're slicing up your hand?"
Ashley took in a sharp breath. She knew Paige couldn't possibly know that she had a cut on her leg that was intentional, but still…
"I was cutting veggies, and the knife slipped. Obviously not a cry for attention," she said.
"You keep telling yourself that, Goth. Tomorrow, I'll see slices on your wrist, I'm sure," Paige said, getting the last word in before the teacher began class.
She's had a good time though, and definitely wasn't looking forward to Monday. Ellie would be back at school, but Ellie couldn't protect her from Paige. If Paige wanted to torment her, she'd do it right in front of Ellie, or make it easy and get her alone. Ellie and Ashley only had lunch and gym together, so Paige's opportunities were endless.
Monday morning, she caught the bus (almost missing it) and sat next to Ellie.
"How was your Sunday?" she asked.
"Oh you know, hung out with Marco since you weren't around. How was the day with your family?" Ellie asked.
"Not bad. I won the game of mini golf we played together. Toby was so mad; I only beat him by one stroke,"
"Impressive victory," Ellie joked.
"Hey, it wasn't by a landslide or anything, but I still won!" Ashley said with false indignation.
"Yeah, yeah, that's what they all say," Ellie retorted, as the bus pulled up to Degrassi. They walked to their lockers together, separating only when it was time for class.
"Ellie's such a good friend; she tries to protect me as best as she can," Ashley thought. "But she shouldn't have to, I'm a big girl, I ought to protect myself."
Ashley stepped into the computer lab; ready for class, and immediately knew it would be a bad day when she saw the look on Paige's face. She took her seat, which unfortunately was in whispering distance of Paige's seat.
"Hey freak," Paige said, greeting Ashley. Ashley rolled her eyes. "How was the vampire convention this weekend? Pick up a lot of new tips for sucking the blood of innocent victims?"
"I'm not a vampire, I just don't dress like Barbie doll."
"No, I guess you're not a vampire. You're one of those depressive angsty teens, aren't you? Oh, look at me, poor me, I'm so depressed, everyone pay attention to me," Paige said, mocking her. "Hey what's that on your palm?" Paige asked, noticing the cut. Ashley hadn't worn a bandage over it today. "Oh, poor dear, you're so depressed that now you're slicing up your hand?"
Ashley took in a sharp breath. She knew Paige couldn't possibly know that she had a cut on her leg that was intentional, but still…
"I was cutting veggies, and the knife slipped. Obviously not a cry for attention," she said.
"You keep telling yourself that, Goth. Tomorrow, I'll see slices on your wrist, I'm sure," Paige said, getting the last word in before the teacher began class.
