CHAPTER NINETEEN: IT WASN'T MY BULLET
Ellie walked down the hallways of Degrassi, wearing three ponytails like she used to. She figured if she went back to the beginning, before she formed relationships with any of the students at the school, everything would work out better for her in the end. And in order to accomplish that, she had to change back into the girl she was pre-being constantly used by Ashley Kerwin.
Drowning in jewelry and clad in a short plaid skirt, Ellie was riding high. Why, Jimmy and Spinner had even started begging for her phone number again! He must be getting into the fruit again, Ellie mused, sneaking a glance at Spinner Mason. He really was cute, if you took away the Dylan Michalchuck hair, the horrible complexion, the goofy expression, the way his jawbone was set, added some cheekbones, maybe made him a little taller, forced him to lose more of his baby fat, gave him new teeth, widened his lips a little, splashed his eyes with a new color, reshaped the eyelids, reshaped his skull and made it smaller. With all those changes, he could be a real looker.
"Hi, I'm Ellie Nash," Ellie said, her hand stretched out. She was introducing herself to Marco. "Give me your e-mail address, okay?"
"Okay, Elle…are you feeling okay?" Marco asked, writing his e-mail address on Ellie's hand.
"Yup! I just hope you're not gay!" she chirped, skipping down the hall. She knew she had to win him over. And to do that, she knew she had to write bad pseudo-intellectual poetry and send it anonymously to his e-mail account! If that didn't make him lust after her like a fish in spawn season, nothing would!
Ellie spotted Paige sauntering down the hallway. She knew what she had to do. Ellie marched up to the blonde girl with the too wide nose and slapped her.
"What the hell! What was that for?" Paige demanded.
"I know a bitch when I see one, bitch! It's back to the beginning! Haha!" Ellie declared triumphantly.
"Like oh-em-gee," Paige frowned. "Hey, Hazel! Get over here, cornmuffin!"
"Cornmuffin?! Did someone mention cornmuffins?!"
Paige sighed and rolled her eyes. "It's nothing, Ter. Go back to being fat elsewhere."
Terry nodded. "I'll go see if Sheila needs some help with lunch…mostly, with eating it." She grinned and ran off. Paige smiled. She knew that when Fatass McEatsalot ran, there better be food at the end. Perish the thought of her loseing the weight! Then she couldn't bitch about it!
Paige turned back to where Hazel had been standing. But she was surprised and horrified at what was going on before her. Hazel wasn't alone. She was giggling with a new friend.
With Emma Nelson.
XxX"Okay, here's our change. Operation Make Paige Jealous is underway!" Hazel smiled at Emma.
"Yeah, uh huh," Emma said. She was looking at Ellie's retreating figure. Ellie looked so hot today, she thought wistfully. Oh well. She's not my problem anymore.
"Omigod Emma you are so funny!" Hazel cried out, giggling like a crazed stevedore. She hit Emma playfully on the arm.
Gasps. Gasps everywhere. Erveryone saw what Hazel had done. She hit Emma "Life of the Party" Nelson!
No one knew how Mistress Emma would respond. Her fury was a force to be reckoned with, and they were all ready to hold that Muslim bitch down.
"Ha—"
"EMMAAAA!" a voice cried out.
"Craig?" Emma asked, confused.
"Emma, you're the only one for me! Not Manny! Not Ashley! Not Marco! You! I need you, and I can't hold it back anymore! Please…will you marry me?"
In Craig's hand, he held a diamond engagement ring. He was on bended knee before Emma.
"Will you marry me?"
The words repeated in Emma's brain over and over, and she smiled.