I got this out as fast as I could. It's a bit short, and most of it isn't necesscary, but I wanted to put it anyways.
In this story, I have put Spinner and Paige as a couple. I don't watch the show regularly, and I don't know if they ever got together, but as the end of "How Soon Is Now", It seemed like they were going to hook up, and I loved the chemistry.
And of course, I don't own these characters. I'd be making money off this fic if I did.
BTW, if anyone is registered at degrassi.tv, dmail me. My handle is merenelanding.
"Paige, Paige, wait up!" I turned around and saw Spinner running to catch up with me. I had finished with Kevin and Ms. Sovet and I was on my way to my last class. He caught up with me and we started walking together. He had been really careful around me since he found out what had happened, as if touching me would break me, I would shatter into pieces.
"Where were you at lunch?" he asked
"Why don't we go outside to talk?" I suggested.
"Paige Michalchuk skip?" he asked, feigning shock, but still following me out.
"Don't act so surprised." We sat down on the front steps of the school. It was risky, since it was so easy to get caught, but I didn't care.
"So, what's going on?"
I turned to face him. "Remember what I said to Dean, about scaring him."
"Yeah."
"I talked to Ms. Sovet about pressing charges and decided to. And a cop came today for me to press charges."
"Did you?"
I nodded. "I just want it to be over, Spin," I told him before a fresh set of tears burned at my eyes. I was so sick of being so damn emotional.
"It is," he told me, looking me straight in the eyes.
I shook my head. "It's just starting."
He put his arm around me. My body recoiled for a second, then relaxed. Something in his touch felt. . . I don't know. I guess right.
"I changed my mind," I told him, turning around from the doorway. "Let's go see a movie instead."
After I had finished crying, Spinner had somehow convinced me that I should try a support group. How he had thought of it, or even heard of it, was beyond me.
"We'll do that later. Why don't you just try it out?" He made it sound like a shampoo. "I'll be here when you're done." He gave me a quick kiss. "It'll be okay. I promise." He smiled. I wanted to be as enthusiastic as he was, but I felt awful going in. I gave him a small smile and went in.
The room was full of other teenage girls: pretty, ugly, skinny, big, brunettes and blondes. How was it possible that all of them had been through what had happened to me? They looked so normal. They could have been anyone who I'd ever met. I hadn't seen of them before, but I instantly knew them. To anyone else, they looked normal. When I looked each of them in the eye, I saw a familliary hollowness. I saw down but didn't say anything.
The girl running the meeting couldn't have been more than twenty. She was short and thin, with a brown ponytail and freckles across her nose. Part of her seemed young, trapped in her teens, and another part seemed much older than twenty. Her name was Kate.
I didn't talk at all that evening. There were a couple of girls that did, but I didn't hear their words much. I was too focused on them, their ways of speaking, of moving. I was despertely searching for some type of mannerisim, character trail, anything, that would explain why this had happened. I came up blank.
"The Matrix just sold out," the girl at the counter of the movie theatre told us apologetically. Spinner and I exchanged glances.
"Do you just want to rent a movie instead?" I suggested.
"Sure."
I had finished with the meeting and he was, as promised, taking me for a movie. After a surprisingly weak battle on his part, we rented Ms. Congeniality. I had seen it a good three dozen times, but I never got sick of it. And I was a huge Benjamin Bratt fan. My mom wasn't going to be home for awhile, so I wasn't worried about getting caught with Spinner alone. Strangely enough, I felt safer with him than home alone.
"Is this okay?" he asked as soon as he had put his arm around me while the movie started.
"Yeah," I said softly. "It's fine." I put my head against his shoulder and snuggled in. He kissed the top of my head lightly.
"As of he ever had a chance fighting her," Spinner commented a but later in the movie. I grinned and was going to say something when the phone rang. I wiggled out of his embrace and answered.
"Hello?" I couldn't hear anything. "Spin, can you turn that down?" He pressed the pause button and I tried again.
"Hello, Spirit."
In this story, I have put Spinner and Paige as a couple. I don't watch the show regularly, and I don't know if they ever got together, but as the end of "How Soon Is Now", It seemed like they were going to hook up, and I loved the chemistry.
And of course, I don't own these characters. I'd be making money off this fic if I did.
BTW, if anyone is registered at degrassi.tv, dmail me. My handle is merenelanding.
"Paige, Paige, wait up!" I turned around and saw Spinner running to catch up with me. I had finished with Kevin and Ms. Sovet and I was on my way to my last class. He caught up with me and we started walking together. He had been really careful around me since he found out what had happened, as if touching me would break me, I would shatter into pieces.
"Where were you at lunch?" he asked
"Why don't we go outside to talk?" I suggested.
"Paige Michalchuk skip?" he asked, feigning shock, but still following me out.
"Don't act so surprised." We sat down on the front steps of the school. It was risky, since it was so easy to get caught, but I didn't care.
"So, what's going on?"
I turned to face him. "Remember what I said to Dean, about scaring him."
"Yeah."
"I talked to Ms. Sovet about pressing charges and decided to. And a cop came today for me to press charges."
"Did you?"
I nodded. "I just want it to be over, Spin," I told him before a fresh set of tears burned at my eyes. I was so sick of being so damn emotional.
"It is," he told me, looking me straight in the eyes.
I shook my head. "It's just starting."
He put his arm around me. My body recoiled for a second, then relaxed. Something in his touch felt. . . I don't know. I guess right.
"I changed my mind," I told him, turning around from the doorway. "Let's go see a movie instead."
After I had finished crying, Spinner had somehow convinced me that I should try a support group. How he had thought of it, or even heard of it, was beyond me.
"We'll do that later. Why don't you just try it out?" He made it sound like a shampoo. "I'll be here when you're done." He gave me a quick kiss. "It'll be okay. I promise." He smiled. I wanted to be as enthusiastic as he was, but I felt awful going in. I gave him a small smile and went in.
The room was full of other teenage girls: pretty, ugly, skinny, big, brunettes and blondes. How was it possible that all of them had been through what had happened to me? They looked so normal. They could have been anyone who I'd ever met. I hadn't seen of them before, but I instantly knew them. To anyone else, they looked normal. When I looked each of them in the eye, I saw a familliary hollowness. I saw down but didn't say anything.
The girl running the meeting couldn't have been more than twenty. She was short and thin, with a brown ponytail and freckles across her nose. Part of her seemed young, trapped in her teens, and another part seemed much older than twenty. Her name was Kate.
I didn't talk at all that evening. There were a couple of girls that did, but I didn't hear their words much. I was too focused on them, their ways of speaking, of moving. I was despertely searching for some type of mannerisim, character trail, anything, that would explain why this had happened. I came up blank.
"The Matrix just sold out," the girl at the counter of the movie theatre told us apologetically. Spinner and I exchanged glances.
"Do you just want to rent a movie instead?" I suggested.
"Sure."
I had finished with the meeting and he was, as promised, taking me for a movie. After a surprisingly weak battle on his part, we rented Ms. Congeniality. I had seen it a good three dozen times, but I never got sick of it. And I was a huge Benjamin Bratt fan. My mom wasn't going to be home for awhile, so I wasn't worried about getting caught with Spinner alone. Strangely enough, I felt safer with him than home alone.
"Is this okay?" he asked as soon as he had put his arm around me while the movie started.
"Yeah," I said softly. "It's fine." I put my head against his shoulder and snuggled in. He kissed the top of my head lightly.
"As of he ever had a chance fighting her," Spinner commented a but later in the movie. I grinned and was going to say something when the phone rang. I wiggled out of his embrace and answered.
"Hello?" I couldn't hear anything. "Spin, can you turn that down?" He pressed the pause button and I tried again.
"Hello, Spirit."