**Thanks for even more positive reviews :D Sorry if this story seems to drag on or anything, I already know what the last few chapters will be about and how it's gonna end, it's just the middle thats hard!**
After the final bell rang, Paige tried her best to slink out of class before anyone could talk to her. She jumped out of her seat and walked rapidly to the door. Suddenly she felt a hand touch her arm, and she jumped.
"Hazel! Don't scare me like that!" Paige said angrily to her friend.
"Whoa, overreact much? I just wanted to remind you that we have Spirit Squad practice. So we have to go to the gym now. C'mon." Hazel said, grabbing Paige by the arm and pulling her towards the gym.
"I can't go to practice today!" Paige protested. "I have to.. do something for my mom!"
Hazel just shrugged and kept pulling her. "You are the captain Paige, and that's the lamest excuse I've ever heard."
"Hazel! Stop!" Paige yelled. As she yelled 'Stop' a sudden wave of memories flooded her mind. Dean pushing her down. Dean telling her to shut up. With these memories, Paige felt all her muscle control go. She let Hazel pull her. Finally they got to the gym. The coach (A/N: I have no idea what the coach's name is, so for now, it's Coach Laufield), Ms.Laufield, was standing in the center of the gym, stretching.
"Paige! Hazel! Go ahead and change girls!" Mrs.Laufield said brightly.
It dawned on Paige that she didn't have any clothing to practice in. "Umm Ms.? I forgot my gym clothes, so I guess I can't practice today." There. She was safe. A small smile appeared on her face, and she quickly got rid of it. Coach Laufield was a stictler for attending practice, and Paige was only the captain. Coach Laufield stared at Paige, for what seemed like an hour.
"Hey, I just remembered! I have extra clothes!" Hazel said, her voice way too enthusiastic. Ugh. Was Hazel really that psyched as long as Paige could go to practice? Hazel was her best friend, but she suddenly seemed stalkerish and needy, and like a mini Paige wannabe. Immediately after that thought, Paige felt terrible. Hazel would be there for her if she really needed it, right?
Paige was jolted back to reality as she heard Coach Laufields stern voice. "Very well. Paige, you are to use Hazel's spare clothing. But Paige, this is truly unacceptable. You really should be more prepared!"
Sighing, Paige walked into the change room. She wasn't interested in picking a fight right now. Hazel passed her the clothing, and Paige quickly walked into a bathroom stall to change.
"Paige? Why are you changing in there? What's wrong?" Hazels voice sounded unbelievably annoying and Paige clenched her jaw.
"Hazel, calm yourself! Don't worry about where I'm changing!"
"Sorry... what's wrong with you anyway?" Hazel sounded hurt but Paige didn't really care. It wasn't like that little comment could have hurt as much as what had happened to her. So Paige chose to ignore her comment. She stepped out of the stall, wearing track pants and a tank top. Hazel stood in front of the mirror, looking at her chest.
"Ugh! Paigeeee!" she whined. "My chest is so small! I have such a manly body! Breast implants here I come!" she said, breaking into a fit of giggles. "Seriously though... I have the worst body. You have like THE perfect body... no wonder Dean was so into you..." Hazel's voice was light and singsongy, and Paige just wanted to smack her. Wordlessly, she walked out into the gym. Naturally, Hazel followed.
"Alright! Now that Hazel and Paige have joined us, we're going to start with the practice. Let's do the Red Hot cheer. Places, girls!"
Paige silently took her place in the group, front and center. Everything she had worked for had come together. She was the prettiest, most popular grade 9 in Degrassi. She had started the Spirit Squad, and was the captain. And Dean, he was supposed to add to that list. A sudden thought dawned on Paige. Did she ever really like Dean? Did she ever want to actually be with him? Or was he just another item on her list?
"Paige!" Coach Laufield hissed. "What are you doing?"
Paige realized the cheer had started, while she was spacing out. She put her face in her hands and took a deep breath before speaking. "I'm sorry. I'm ready now."
"Ready? Ok! Our team is hot, red hot! Our team is hot, red hot! Our team is R-E-D H-O-T when we start we never stop! GO PANTHERS!" The sound of the squad cheering echoed through the empty gym. But Paige's voice was barely above a whisper. Now everyone was really shocked. An awkward silence filled the room, and Coach Laufield looked disgusted.
"Paige. I'm going to have to ask you to go home. You're not prepared to practice today. Meet me tomorrow morning, in the office at 7:45 so we can discuss this practice and your committment as captain."
Paige's chest tightened and she felt like she could hardly breathe. She felt hot with embarrassment, and her fair skin had taken on a red sheen. Normally she would hold her head high and she walked to the changeroom, refusing to admit defeat. Of course she'd have an aura of bitchiness as well as pride around her. But nothing was normal anymore, and Paige kept her head down as she walked into the locker room, leaving the rest of the squad buzzing with surprise. Tomorrow Paige would tell Coach Laufield she was quitting the squad. It all seemed so meaningless now.
After the final bell rang, Paige tried her best to slink out of class before anyone could talk to her. She jumped out of her seat and walked rapidly to the door. Suddenly she felt a hand touch her arm, and she jumped.
"Hazel! Don't scare me like that!" Paige said angrily to her friend.
"Whoa, overreact much? I just wanted to remind you that we have Spirit Squad practice. So we have to go to the gym now. C'mon." Hazel said, grabbing Paige by the arm and pulling her towards the gym.
"I can't go to practice today!" Paige protested. "I have to.. do something for my mom!"
Hazel just shrugged and kept pulling her. "You are the captain Paige, and that's the lamest excuse I've ever heard."
"Hazel! Stop!" Paige yelled. As she yelled 'Stop' a sudden wave of memories flooded her mind. Dean pushing her down. Dean telling her to shut up. With these memories, Paige felt all her muscle control go. She let Hazel pull her. Finally they got to the gym. The coach (A/N: I have no idea what the coach's name is, so for now, it's Coach Laufield), Ms.Laufield, was standing in the center of the gym, stretching.
"Paige! Hazel! Go ahead and change girls!" Mrs.Laufield said brightly.
It dawned on Paige that she didn't have any clothing to practice in. "Umm Ms.? I forgot my gym clothes, so I guess I can't practice today." There. She was safe. A small smile appeared on her face, and she quickly got rid of it. Coach Laufield was a stictler for attending practice, and Paige was only the captain. Coach Laufield stared at Paige, for what seemed like an hour.
"Hey, I just remembered! I have extra clothes!" Hazel said, her voice way too enthusiastic. Ugh. Was Hazel really that psyched as long as Paige could go to practice? Hazel was her best friend, but she suddenly seemed stalkerish and needy, and like a mini Paige wannabe. Immediately after that thought, Paige felt terrible. Hazel would be there for her if she really needed it, right?
Paige was jolted back to reality as she heard Coach Laufields stern voice. "Very well. Paige, you are to use Hazel's spare clothing. But Paige, this is truly unacceptable. You really should be more prepared!"
Sighing, Paige walked into the change room. She wasn't interested in picking a fight right now. Hazel passed her the clothing, and Paige quickly walked into a bathroom stall to change.
"Paige? Why are you changing in there? What's wrong?" Hazels voice sounded unbelievably annoying and Paige clenched her jaw.
"Hazel, calm yourself! Don't worry about where I'm changing!"
"Sorry... what's wrong with you anyway?" Hazel sounded hurt but Paige didn't really care. It wasn't like that little comment could have hurt as much as what had happened to her. So Paige chose to ignore her comment. She stepped out of the stall, wearing track pants and a tank top. Hazel stood in front of the mirror, looking at her chest.
"Ugh! Paigeeee!" she whined. "My chest is so small! I have such a manly body! Breast implants here I come!" she said, breaking into a fit of giggles. "Seriously though... I have the worst body. You have like THE perfect body... no wonder Dean was so into you..." Hazel's voice was light and singsongy, and Paige just wanted to smack her. Wordlessly, she walked out into the gym. Naturally, Hazel followed.
"Alright! Now that Hazel and Paige have joined us, we're going to start with the practice. Let's do the Red Hot cheer. Places, girls!"
Paige silently took her place in the group, front and center. Everything she had worked for had come together. She was the prettiest, most popular grade 9 in Degrassi. She had started the Spirit Squad, and was the captain. And Dean, he was supposed to add to that list. A sudden thought dawned on Paige. Did she ever really like Dean? Did she ever want to actually be with him? Or was he just another item on her list?
"Paige!" Coach Laufield hissed. "What are you doing?"
Paige realized the cheer had started, while she was spacing out. She put her face in her hands and took a deep breath before speaking. "I'm sorry. I'm ready now."
"Ready? Ok! Our team is hot, red hot! Our team is hot, red hot! Our team is R-E-D H-O-T when we start we never stop! GO PANTHERS!" The sound of the squad cheering echoed through the empty gym. But Paige's voice was barely above a whisper. Now everyone was really shocked. An awkward silence filled the room, and Coach Laufield looked disgusted.
"Paige. I'm going to have to ask you to go home. You're not prepared to practice today. Meet me tomorrow morning, in the office at 7:45 so we can discuss this practice and your committment as captain."
Paige's chest tightened and she felt like she could hardly breathe. She felt hot with embarrassment, and her fair skin had taken on a red sheen. Normally she would hold her head high and she walked to the changeroom, refusing to admit defeat. Of course she'd have an aura of bitchiness as well as pride around her. But nothing was normal anymore, and Paige kept her head down as she walked into the locker room, leaving the rest of the squad buzzing with surprise. Tomorrow Paige would tell Coach Laufield she was quitting the squad. It all seemed so meaningless now.