I was in the center for three more weeks, and then, even though I wasn't able to walk, Mom, Dylan, and even Susanna decided it would be best for me to try going back to Degrassi. I was absolutely terrified. The moment I opened the center door, I felt like every car that passed was going to jumped the curb and head straight at me. I didn't want to leave. Dylan came by to pick me up for school. I was more nervous than I had ever been.
"Paige, Paige, you can get out of the car now, it's ok." Dylan said.
"Sorry, I didn't know we were at school, I had other things on my mind." I told him, nerovusly.
He wheeled me to my locker where I met up with Hazel and Spinner.
"Hey hunny bee. How are you?" Spinner asked me.
"Well, I can never walk again, and the friggen guy who did this to me is still out there. DO I SOUND OK?" I said irritated.
"Paige, give them a break, I know you're scared and hurt, but they're you're friends, they care." Dylan said caringly.
"I'm sorry," I said to Dylan and my friends.
The bell rang and everyone went to class. I was left in the hall, with Dylan.
"They left me," I cried. "Just like Rick left me in the woods."
Dylan squatted down so he was eye level with me, taking my face in his hands.
"Relax, they're not used to you in a chair, give them time." Dylan said, understandingly.
Dylan wheeled me to class and explained to Mr.Simpson why we were late, and about my accident. He told me he'd get out of class early to bring me to my next class.
"Thanks," I mumbled as Mr. Simpson began to explain what they did why'll I was gone.
I could feel the class staring at me. I didn't want to turn around. I felt like I couldn't trust anyone. I just wanted to get out. I wonder how many more of my classmates had a plan to attack me.
"Paige," Hazel said touching my shoulder. I jumped about a foot. "I'm sorry about the accident."
"It wasn't an accident, he PLANNED it." I shouted, was she next, was she out to get me too?
"Paige, Hazel" Mr. Simpson said giving us a look. What about him? Did he have a plan to paralyze me? I had to shake myself out of it. No one was out to get me. Rick was just an idiot who didn't know what he wanted. Ashley and Simpson were, I thought content with themsleves and were of sound mind.
"Paige, Dylan's here you can go." Mr. Simpson said.
"Thank-you." I mumbled under my breath.
"How was class?" Dylan asked, pushing me to Kwan's class.
I was about to answer when Marco came up beside us.
"Hey Paige, going to Kwan's?" He asked. "I can take you."
"Thanks but, I gotta explain to Kwan about the accident." Dylan said.
"You can bring me to lunch if you want." I told Marco.
"Yea, that'll work and then I'll meet you guys." Dylan said.
When we got to Kwan's it was the same routine. Dylan explained about the accident, and everyone just stared at me. Kwan explained whta we did while I was gone, and gave me make-up work. I didn't really pay attention in class. I didn't really want to. I just looked around the class and tried to catch different people staring at me. Then the lunch bell rang.
"Ready?" Marco said pushing me down the hall. "Locker first?" he asked.
"No, let's just go, Dylan's probably waiting."
I was shaking the whole way to lunch. Was Marco going to push me down the stairs or into a wall. Did he have a secret plan against me too? I shook myself out of it. He couldn't. This is my brother's boyfriend we're talking about. He's a sweet guy. He couldn't have a plan. No one else wanted to hurt me. I would be fine.
Or would I??
"Paige, Paige, you can get out of the car now, it's ok." Dylan said.
"Sorry, I didn't know we were at school, I had other things on my mind." I told him, nerovusly.
He wheeled me to my locker where I met up with Hazel and Spinner.
"Hey hunny bee. How are you?" Spinner asked me.
"Well, I can never walk again, and the friggen guy who did this to me is still out there. DO I SOUND OK?" I said irritated.
"Paige, give them a break, I know you're scared and hurt, but they're you're friends, they care." Dylan said caringly.
"I'm sorry," I said to Dylan and my friends.
The bell rang and everyone went to class. I was left in the hall, with Dylan.
"They left me," I cried. "Just like Rick left me in the woods."
Dylan squatted down so he was eye level with me, taking my face in his hands.
"Relax, they're not used to you in a chair, give them time." Dylan said, understandingly.
Dylan wheeled me to class and explained to Mr.Simpson why we were late, and about my accident. He told me he'd get out of class early to bring me to my next class.
"Thanks," I mumbled as Mr. Simpson began to explain what they did why'll I was gone.
I could feel the class staring at me. I didn't want to turn around. I felt like I couldn't trust anyone. I just wanted to get out. I wonder how many more of my classmates had a plan to attack me.
"Paige," Hazel said touching my shoulder. I jumped about a foot. "I'm sorry about the accident."
"It wasn't an accident, he PLANNED it." I shouted, was she next, was she out to get me too?
"Paige, Hazel" Mr. Simpson said giving us a look. What about him? Did he have a plan to paralyze me? I had to shake myself out of it. No one was out to get me. Rick was just an idiot who didn't know what he wanted. Ashley and Simpson were, I thought content with themsleves and were of sound mind.
"Paige, Dylan's here you can go." Mr. Simpson said.
"Thank-you." I mumbled under my breath.
"How was class?" Dylan asked, pushing me to Kwan's class.
I was about to answer when Marco came up beside us.
"Hey Paige, going to Kwan's?" He asked. "I can take you."
"Thanks but, I gotta explain to Kwan about the accident." Dylan said.
"You can bring me to lunch if you want." I told Marco.
"Yea, that'll work and then I'll meet you guys." Dylan said.
When we got to Kwan's it was the same routine. Dylan explained about the accident, and everyone just stared at me. Kwan explained whta we did while I was gone, and gave me make-up work. I didn't really pay attention in class. I didn't really want to. I just looked around the class and tried to catch different people staring at me. Then the lunch bell rang.
"Ready?" Marco said pushing me down the hall. "Locker first?" he asked.
"No, let's just go, Dylan's probably waiting."
I was shaking the whole way to lunch. Was Marco going to push me down the stairs or into a wall. Did he have a secret plan against me too? I shook myself out of it. He couldn't. This is my brother's boyfriend we're talking about. He's a sweet guy. He couldn't have a plan. No one else wanted to hurt me. I would be fine.
Or would I??