Bleh I'm sorry I haven' updated in so long! Exams and all that! And now I
have a job so it's actually quite hard! I'm still trying though! ^_^ Enjoy
the Chapter everyone! I'm pretty sure that you can't take pregnancy tests
so soon after having sex but whatever let's just assume for the sake of the
story that you can!
Paige stared at the brightly coloured box, hands trembling, brow furrowed, shivering from fear and uncertainty. She had to do this. She could do this. After she found out she wasn't pregnant, maybe everything would be okay. From downstairs she heard an upbeat New Found Glory song coming from the television. Spinner loves New Found Glory... she thought, her stomach churning queasily. The music didn't match her mood at all, and she wasn't sure if she should take it as a good or bad omen. The wait was killing her and she couldn't stall any longer. She stood up quickly, determined to put this behind her. Paige just wanted one last glance at her room, before she took the test. There were plenty of pictures of her, Hazel, Terri, and even the odd picture of Ashley. Her favourite picture was of her, Hazel, Ashley, and Terri. It was at the beginning of Gr.8. They looked so young and innocent and just happy. They were all mugging for the camera, caught up in the happiness and excitement of the moment. Since that picture, everything had changed so much. Every single one of them had been through so much, and not by choice. Frustration welled up in Paige's stomach. Growing up was the worst. Paige just wanted to play with her dolls and sit on her mothers lap and throw tea parties for all her stuffed animals. It occurred to her how fast she had been trying to grow up. The make-up, the tight clothing, the famous attitude, it was all her own lame attempt to grow up faster. Now all she wanted was to be a simple little girl again. Gingerly she picked up the box and opened it nervously, as though expecting a flock of demons to come hurling out. She felt like Pandora, consumed by curiosity, and unaware of the damage her curiosity may cause. Paige quickly shoved her hands into the box and grabbed the instructions, afraid to let her hand linger any longer. (A/N: You've got to bear with me here. I have basically NO knowledge of how to take a pregnancy test, so this is an educated guess. I'm not even gonna get into the details). As she read through the instructions, her heart fluttered consistently and her stomach was overcome with nausea. Bile rose in her throat, but she swallowed it down right away. It was now or never. She read the instructions intently, one last time. Then, lowering her head in shame and disgust, she took the test.
Back at Degrassi, Hazel was waiting impatiently by Paige's locker.
"Hazel! Hazel!" Terri called breathlessly, running across the hall.
Sighing, Hazel whirled around to face Terri. "Yes? Calm down hun, please."
"So you haven't heard!?" Terri said excitedly.
"Heard what?" Now Hazel sounded annoyed. Why wouldn't Terri just tell her already? And how did Terri know something she didn't, anyway?
"Well." Terri started, pausing to take a gulp of air.
Hazel waved her hands impatiently. "Come on Terri! I don't have all freaking day!"
A hurt look flashed across Terri's face but she swallowed her pride. "Emma and Manny and Paige got in this really big fight, like after drama class and like Emma and Manny called her a slut and all this stuff and they were yelling at her about Dean and Craig and Spinner and everything and for awhile it looked like Emma and Manny- well actually Emma, Manny just kinda stood there- and yeah it looked kinda like Emma may win but in the end Paige got the really really good and then she just walked off and everyone was like whoa but she still seemed really upset so maybe we should go find her!" Terri said, in one breath.
Hazel took a second to digest all the information. "So they called her a slut? In front of how many people?"
Terri shrugged. "I'm not really sure but a lot of people were around."
Once again, Hazel digested the information slowly. "And she looked really upset?"
Terri nodded quickly. "Oh yeah, it looked like she was almost gonna cry a few times. And this is Paige we're talking about. But then she did that thing, you know, where she's all like I'm Paige Michalchuk hear me roar."
For a second, Hazel looked deep in thought. "Yeah. lately Paige has been PMSing majorly. so that must have been a really low blow. I mean like when has Paige even talked to Craig anyway?" Hazel said disgustedly, rolling her eyes. "Like yeah, he's cute but we don't chill with him. We never have. And I know she's all mad about Dean or something. She told me she didn't like him anymore and then I was like why? And she wouldn't tell me. I dunno she's been really spacey lately." Hazel shook her head with a smile. "See what PMS does to us? And guys think they have it bad? Puh-lease!"
Terri smiled knowingly. "I know! I mean c'mon! Until you have felt cramps, you have NOT felt pain!" she said breaking into giggles.
Hazel laughed briefly. "Yeah, but I'm thinking we ditch lunch and we head over to Paige's to do some damage control."
Terri wrinkled her nose. "Damage control?"
Hazel sighed loudly and dramatically. "Come on Ter, you know this one! We get sappy chick flicks, or movies about how guys totally suck, or movies about how some girl triumphs over everyone, something girly. Then we eat cookie dough, bash the male race, and those of the female race who are way twisted, like Manny and Emma. It's what every girl needs!" Hazel finished with a flourish.
Terri smiled excitedly. "Sounds amazing! Paige has been weird lately. This is so gonna pick her right up."
Hazel smiled widely. "Now am I a genius, or am I genius?" she said, dissolving into giggles. The two girls walked out of Degrassi, arms linked, identical grins.
Paige sat anxiously on the edge of the bathtub. She took the test. Now she had 15 unbearable minutes to wait. She tapped her foot a few times, cracked her knuckles, and then proceeded to bite her nails. Then immediately she cast a glance at the clock. Not even a single minute had passed by. Nervously she paced around the room. Then she sat back down. Her head was pounding and her spine felt rigid and stiff. She massaged her temples, and she felt some small relief. For the first time, in three days, she actually felt semi relaxed. I can do this. She thought, relieved. I can just take this stupid ass test, find out that I'm not pregnant, and then pretend nothing ever happened. For a split second, Paige felt like herself again. Just then, there was a knock at her door. Immediately she jumped. Dean Dean Dean Dean. He's here. Paige trembled. The logical side of her brain tried to reason with her. Paige, hun, Dean has no idea where you live. Calm down! Still, Paige shivered. Yeah, like Michalchuk is a really common last name. He probably looked me up in the phonebook or something. There was a constant struggle in her mind, half of her wanted to just forget everything that had happened, and the other half wanted to hide in the corner of her room. The knock came again. "Who- Who's there?" Paige called out meekly. The door started to open and Paige shoved the pregnancy test in the bathroom cupboard.
"Hey Paige?" It was her brother. She let out a small sigh of relief and the tight feeling in her chest evaporated- slightly.
"Yeah?" she said impatiently, taking a quick glace at the clock. 5 minutes. 5 minutes.
"Hazel and Terri are at the door with movies and stuff. So you can stop moping and shutting yourself in your room now, okay?" Mike said, gently grabbing Paige's arm.
She flinched. Dean touched that arm. She hated the fact that her whole body had been tainted by Dean. She hated the fact that people she loved couldn't even touch her anymore without her feeling uncomfortable and scared. She pulled her brother off her arm. "Mike, I'm not in the mood for company, okay? Just get rid of them. Please." She hoped her brother would see how serious she was.
"Paige Lauren Michalchuk!" he said sternly. "Listen, you're a MICHALCHUK. We don't sit around, feeling sorry for ourselves Paige. We make things happen. We make what we WANT to happen, happen. So get off your sorry butt, put a decent outfit on, do your hair and make-up, and go have a good time with your best friends!" he finished with a smile.
Paige stared at him, unsmiling. "Get rid of them. I don't care if you have to tell them that I'm puking my guts out. I don't give a shit! Just get rid of them, NOW!" she screamed.
Her brother looked at her in disgust. "Whatever Paige. Just remember, these are the best years of your life and you're wasting them away." He finished, opening the door and then walking out.
"Oh yeah! These are the best fucking years of my life! In fact, this has been the best fucking week of my whole life, EVER!" she screamed at him through the door. She ripped open the cupboard doors and grabbed the pregnancy test. She threw it at the wall, and collapsed in a heap on the floor, sobbing loudly, sobs of pure anguish and misery.
A/N: Oops, a bit of language there! =\ Sorry but it just made her sound more angry. so if you're a kid just cover your eyes or pretend u never saw it, okay? =) Anyway I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Sorry it took so long to finish! I think this story may be coming to an end soon, but I'm not positive!
Paige stared at the brightly coloured box, hands trembling, brow furrowed, shivering from fear and uncertainty. She had to do this. She could do this. After she found out she wasn't pregnant, maybe everything would be okay. From downstairs she heard an upbeat New Found Glory song coming from the television. Spinner loves New Found Glory... she thought, her stomach churning queasily. The music didn't match her mood at all, and she wasn't sure if she should take it as a good or bad omen. The wait was killing her and she couldn't stall any longer. She stood up quickly, determined to put this behind her. Paige just wanted one last glance at her room, before she took the test. There were plenty of pictures of her, Hazel, Terri, and even the odd picture of Ashley. Her favourite picture was of her, Hazel, Ashley, and Terri. It was at the beginning of Gr.8. They looked so young and innocent and just happy. They were all mugging for the camera, caught up in the happiness and excitement of the moment. Since that picture, everything had changed so much. Every single one of them had been through so much, and not by choice. Frustration welled up in Paige's stomach. Growing up was the worst. Paige just wanted to play with her dolls and sit on her mothers lap and throw tea parties for all her stuffed animals. It occurred to her how fast she had been trying to grow up. The make-up, the tight clothing, the famous attitude, it was all her own lame attempt to grow up faster. Now all she wanted was to be a simple little girl again. Gingerly she picked up the box and opened it nervously, as though expecting a flock of demons to come hurling out. She felt like Pandora, consumed by curiosity, and unaware of the damage her curiosity may cause. Paige quickly shoved her hands into the box and grabbed the instructions, afraid to let her hand linger any longer. (A/N: You've got to bear with me here. I have basically NO knowledge of how to take a pregnancy test, so this is an educated guess. I'm not even gonna get into the details). As she read through the instructions, her heart fluttered consistently and her stomach was overcome with nausea. Bile rose in her throat, but she swallowed it down right away. It was now or never. She read the instructions intently, one last time. Then, lowering her head in shame and disgust, she took the test.
Back at Degrassi, Hazel was waiting impatiently by Paige's locker.
"Hazel! Hazel!" Terri called breathlessly, running across the hall.
Sighing, Hazel whirled around to face Terri. "Yes? Calm down hun, please."
"So you haven't heard!?" Terri said excitedly.
"Heard what?" Now Hazel sounded annoyed. Why wouldn't Terri just tell her already? And how did Terri know something she didn't, anyway?
"Well." Terri started, pausing to take a gulp of air.
Hazel waved her hands impatiently. "Come on Terri! I don't have all freaking day!"
A hurt look flashed across Terri's face but she swallowed her pride. "Emma and Manny and Paige got in this really big fight, like after drama class and like Emma and Manny called her a slut and all this stuff and they were yelling at her about Dean and Craig and Spinner and everything and for awhile it looked like Emma and Manny- well actually Emma, Manny just kinda stood there- and yeah it looked kinda like Emma may win but in the end Paige got the really really good and then she just walked off and everyone was like whoa but she still seemed really upset so maybe we should go find her!" Terri said, in one breath.
Hazel took a second to digest all the information. "So they called her a slut? In front of how many people?"
Terri shrugged. "I'm not really sure but a lot of people were around."
Once again, Hazel digested the information slowly. "And she looked really upset?"
Terri nodded quickly. "Oh yeah, it looked like she was almost gonna cry a few times. And this is Paige we're talking about. But then she did that thing, you know, where she's all like I'm Paige Michalchuk hear me roar."
For a second, Hazel looked deep in thought. "Yeah. lately Paige has been PMSing majorly. so that must have been a really low blow. I mean like when has Paige even talked to Craig anyway?" Hazel said disgustedly, rolling her eyes. "Like yeah, he's cute but we don't chill with him. We never have. And I know she's all mad about Dean or something. She told me she didn't like him anymore and then I was like why? And she wouldn't tell me. I dunno she's been really spacey lately." Hazel shook her head with a smile. "See what PMS does to us? And guys think they have it bad? Puh-lease!"
Terri smiled knowingly. "I know! I mean c'mon! Until you have felt cramps, you have NOT felt pain!" she said breaking into giggles.
Hazel laughed briefly. "Yeah, but I'm thinking we ditch lunch and we head over to Paige's to do some damage control."
Terri wrinkled her nose. "Damage control?"
Hazel sighed loudly and dramatically. "Come on Ter, you know this one! We get sappy chick flicks, or movies about how guys totally suck, or movies about how some girl triumphs over everyone, something girly. Then we eat cookie dough, bash the male race, and those of the female race who are way twisted, like Manny and Emma. It's what every girl needs!" Hazel finished with a flourish.
Terri smiled excitedly. "Sounds amazing! Paige has been weird lately. This is so gonna pick her right up."
Hazel smiled widely. "Now am I a genius, or am I genius?" she said, dissolving into giggles. The two girls walked out of Degrassi, arms linked, identical grins.
Paige sat anxiously on the edge of the bathtub. She took the test. Now she had 15 unbearable minutes to wait. She tapped her foot a few times, cracked her knuckles, and then proceeded to bite her nails. Then immediately she cast a glance at the clock. Not even a single minute had passed by. Nervously she paced around the room. Then she sat back down. Her head was pounding and her spine felt rigid and stiff. She massaged her temples, and she felt some small relief. For the first time, in three days, she actually felt semi relaxed. I can do this. She thought, relieved. I can just take this stupid ass test, find out that I'm not pregnant, and then pretend nothing ever happened. For a split second, Paige felt like herself again. Just then, there was a knock at her door. Immediately she jumped. Dean Dean Dean Dean. He's here. Paige trembled. The logical side of her brain tried to reason with her. Paige, hun, Dean has no idea where you live. Calm down! Still, Paige shivered. Yeah, like Michalchuk is a really common last name. He probably looked me up in the phonebook or something. There was a constant struggle in her mind, half of her wanted to just forget everything that had happened, and the other half wanted to hide in the corner of her room. The knock came again. "Who- Who's there?" Paige called out meekly. The door started to open and Paige shoved the pregnancy test in the bathroom cupboard.
"Hey Paige?" It was her brother. She let out a small sigh of relief and the tight feeling in her chest evaporated- slightly.
"Yeah?" she said impatiently, taking a quick glace at the clock. 5 minutes. 5 minutes.
"Hazel and Terri are at the door with movies and stuff. So you can stop moping and shutting yourself in your room now, okay?" Mike said, gently grabbing Paige's arm.
She flinched. Dean touched that arm. She hated the fact that her whole body had been tainted by Dean. She hated the fact that people she loved couldn't even touch her anymore without her feeling uncomfortable and scared. She pulled her brother off her arm. "Mike, I'm not in the mood for company, okay? Just get rid of them. Please." She hoped her brother would see how serious she was.
"Paige Lauren Michalchuk!" he said sternly. "Listen, you're a MICHALCHUK. We don't sit around, feeling sorry for ourselves Paige. We make things happen. We make what we WANT to happen, happen. So get off your sorry butt, put a decent outfit on, do your hair and make-up, and go have a good time with your best friends!" he finished with a smile.
Paige stared at him, unsmiling. "Get rid of them. I don't care if you have to tell them that I'm puking my guts out. I don't give a shit! Just get rid of them, NOW!" she screamed.
Her brother looked at her in disgust. "Whatever Paige. Just remember, these are the best years of your life and you're wasting them away." He finished, opening the door and then walking out.
"Oh yeah! These are the best fucking years of my life! In fact, this has been the best fucking week of my whole life, EVER!" she screamed at him through the door. She ripped open the cupboard doors and grabbed the pregnancy test. She threw it at the wall, and collapsed in a heap on the floor, sobbing loudly, sobs of pure anguish and misery.
A/N: Oops, a bit of language there! =\ Sorry but it just made her sound more angry. so if you're a kid just cover your eyes or pretend u never saw it, okay? =) Anyway I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Sorry it took so long to finish! I think this story may be coming to an end soon, but I'm not positive!