Chapter Two: Speculation
Paige sat down next to Hazel and Terri at their usual lunch table. It had taken a while for the other two girls to get over the fabulously evil stunt Paige had staged last September, but eventually they began to believe her declarations of reform.
"Well, I'm glad to see the effect of that interloper Chloe is finally starting to wear off." Paige spoke, gazing over the student body that passed around them, "And those ridiculous grade eights' have finally stopped giving me dirty looks."
Paige was right about Chloe's affect. In the beginning of the school year there was a brief obsession with black clothing running rampant among the student body, which had stemmed from Chloe's particular affinity for it. It all ended with Chloe's spectacular appearance at the Fall Formal, donning a brilliant red dress. This had cracked the spell and the students slowly began to integrate color back into their wardrobes. Chloe, however, remained as darkly clothed as always.
"She's going to be at Ashley's party on Friday. Are you going, Paige?" Terri asked, taking a sip of her Diet Coke. Paige looked at Terri over her pink shaded sunglasses.
"Hon, normally I wouldn't be caught dead there. The truth is, though, I think it might be funny. You know, in a sad, pathetic sort of way." Paige lied, covering for the fact that she had nothing better to do.
"Well, I think it will be fun. I sort of like Chloe, she's always been nice to me." Hazel added, then ducked the dark look her friend shot her way.
"Whatever, Hazel. Just be sure you don't get too chummy. I'm still the top of the social ladder. Don't forget that." Paige warned, tossing her yogurt cup into the wastebasket and stalking off toward her locker. Hazel looked to Terri, who just rolled her eyes and shrugged.
Paige sat down next to Hazel and Terri at their usual lunch table. It had taken a while for the other two girls to get over the fabulously evil stunt Paige had staged last September, but eventually they began to believe her declarations of reform.
"Well, I'm glad to see the effect of that interloper Chloe is finally starting to wear off." Paige spoke, gazing over the student body that passed around them, "And those ridiculous grade eights' have finally stopped giving me dirty looks."
Paige was right about Chloe's affect. In the beginning of the school year there was a brief obsession with black clothing running rampant among the student body, which had stemmed from Chloe's particular affinity for it. It all ended with Chloe's spectacular appearance at the Fall Formal, donning a brilliant red dress. This had cracked the spell and the students slowly began to integrate color back into their wardrobes. Chloe, however, remained as darkly clothed as always.
"She's going to be at Ashley's party on Friday. Are you going, Paige?" Terri asked, taking a sip of her Diet Coke. Paige looked at Terri over her pink shaded sunglasses.
"Hon, normally I wouldn't be caught dead there. The truth is, though, I think it might be funny. You know, in a sad, pathetic sort of way." Paige lied, covering for the fact that she had nothing better to do.
"Well, I think it will be fun. I sort of like Chloe, she's always been nice to me." Hazel added, then ducked the dark look her friend shot her way.
"Whatever, Hazel. Just be sure you don't get too chummy. I'm still the top of the social ladder. Don't forget that." Paige warned, tossing her yogurt cup into the wastebasket and stalking off toward her locker. Hazel looked to Terri, who just rolled her eyes and shrugged.
