Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters of Degrassi: The Next
Generation. I only own any character that I produce through my own
imagination.
Author's Note: Hey, thank-you for the comments! Could someone tell me how to change the appearance of the text when I upload it like making the words italics and stuff? If someone knows please email me at: planetryberry_@hotmail.com
Evette's eyes open, pain shoots all through her body. She groans, immediately everyone in the room snaps to attention.
"Evette!"
"Mom? Dad?"
Her mother grabs her hand, Evette frowns at her and groans. The doctor walks in and smiles at them.
"Miss. Scott! You're awake, wonderful."
"Doctor, how is my daughter?"
"She's just fine, quite a few bruises but those will heal and a badly broken wrist probably from falling to the ground quite heavily that may take a little longer the heal. Once the bones have mended Evette will have to attend therapy the get it back into working order but her fingers are fine so she can still play the violin!"
"I don't play the violin."
"Joking, joking!"
The doctor laughs despite the fact everyone in the room is staring at him in almost disbelief.
"Where's Jas?"
Mr. and Mrs. Scott glance at one another. Paige bites her lip and looks over at Craig and the rest of the "gang". The whole room is silent.
"Mom? Dad? Where's Jas? He's okay right?"
Mrs. Scott shakes her head and runs out of the room hands over her face Mr. Scott follows her.
"Jas."
Evette sinks into the bed and suddenly looks so small and fragile. Paige walks over to the side of Evette's bed. Evette closes her eyes and looks the other way. Craig walks over to the other side of her bed. Evette opens her eyes slowly and looks up at him. A silent tear rolls down her face as Craig hugs her.
Evette sits under a tree her hands are folded in her black dress. The cast on her leg wrist stands out white against black. She has long given up on makeup all it does is smudge. In her hands is a delicate crystal butterfly. Her tears are falling again.
"Evette!"
Evette looks up. Her parents are waving to her. She stands up and slips the butterfly into her pocket. A group of girls gather around her. These are the best cheerleaders in San Francisco. A group of tall basketball players comes as well. All of Jason's friends from San Francisco are wealthy and can easily afford the trip to Toronto. Evette seems to be lost in her own world.
Craig, Paige, Spinner, Jimmy, Terri and everyone that Evette and Jason know at Degrassi have come and are standing behind her. Somehow, Evette seems to belong more with these upper class crème de la crème then with her friends at Degrassi.
Evette sits numbly through the entire ceremony. Peter, Jason's best friend presses the play button on CD player that he has placed beside him. It clicks and there is silence for a moment then the sounds of a basketball bouncing on a polished floor with the sound of cheerleaders and the crowd in the background. It ends with the clear swish of the basketball net symbolizing everything Jason loved in this world.
The basketball players carry the coffin out. Evette watches it being loaded into the hearse her hand reaches into the pocket of her dress. Her hand closes around the butterfly.
Peter jumps into his jeep followed by several other basketball players. He jumps out again and grabs Evette by her hand. She allows him to lead her to the jeep. She climbs in the back in between two of the guys. One holds her hand and the other allows her to lean against his chest while Peter watches from the rearview mirror.
The coffin sits just above the hole in the ground. They lower it into the ground very slowly. Evette screams and runs towards it.
"Jason! I hate you! I hate you!"
She struggles and might have jumped into the hole as well. Peter holds her back. The butterfly in her pocket slips out and falls into the hole without Evette noticing.
"Jason Hunter Scott! Come back! Come back."
Evette crumples to the ground. These are the last words they will hear from her for a long time. Another one of her male friends picks her up, she looks small as she huddles close to his chest, and her shoulders shake violently. He places her carefully in the passenger seat of the jeep.
Author's Note: Hey, thank-you for the comments! Could someone tell me how to change the appearance of the text when I upload it like making the words italics and stuff? If someone knows please email me at: planetryberry_@hotmail.com
Evette's eyes open, pain shoots all through her body. She groans, immediately everyone in the room snaps to attention.
"Evette!"
"Mom? Dad?"
Her mother grabs her hand, Evette frowns at her and groans. The doctor walks in and smiles at them.
"Miss. Scott! You're awake, wonderful."
"Doctor, how is my daughter?"
"She's just fine, quite a few bruises but those will heal and a badly broken wrist probably from falling to the ground quite heavily that may take a little longer the heal. Once the bones have mended Evette will have to attend therapy the get it back into working order but her fingers are fine so she can still play the violin!"
"I don't play the violin."
"Joking, joking!"
The doctor laughs despite the fact everyone in the room is staring at him in almost disbelief.
"Where's Jas?"
Mr. and Mrs. Scott glance at one another. Paige bites her lip and looks over at Craig and the rest of the "gang". The whole room is silent.
"Mom? Dad? Where's Jas? He's okay right?"
Mrs. Scott shakes her head and runs out of the room hands over her face Mr. Scott follows her.
"Jas."
Evette sinks into the bed and suddenly looks so small and fragile. Paige walks over to the side of Evette's bed. Evette closes her eyes and looks the other way. Craig walks over to the other side of her bed. Evette opens her eyes slowly and looks up at him. A silent tear rolls down her face as Craig hugs her.
Evette sits under a tree her hands are folded in her black dress. The cast on her leg wrist stands out white against black. She has long given up on makeup all it does is smudge. In her hands is a delicate crystal butterfly. Her tears are falling again.
"Evette!"
Evette looks up. Her parents are waving to her. She stands up and slips the butterfly into her pocket. A group of girls gather around her. These are the best cheerleaders in San Francisco. A group of tall basketball players comes as well. All of Jason's friends from San Francisco are wealthy and can easily afford the trip to Toronto. Evette seems to be lost in her own world.
Craig, Paige, Spinner, Jimmy, Terri and everyone that Evette and Jason know at Degrassi have come and are standing behind her. Somehow, Evette seems to belong more with these upper class crème de la crème then with her friends at Degrassi.
Evette sits numbly through the entire ceremony. Peter, Jason's best friend presses the play button on CD player that he has placed beside him. It clicks and there is silence for a moment then the sounds of a basketball bouncing on a polished floor with the sound of cheerleaders and the crowd in the background. It ends with the clear swish of the basketball net symbolizing everything Jason loved in this world.
The basketball players carry the coffin out. Evette watches it being loaded into the hearse her hand reaches into the pocket of her dress. Her hand closes around the butterfly.
Peter jumps into his jeep followed by several other basketball players. He jumps out again and grabs Evette by her hand. She allows him to lead her to the jeep. She climbs in the back in between two of the guys. One holds her hand and the other allows her to lean against his chest while Peter watches from the rearview mirror.
The coffin sits just above the hole in the ground. They lower it into the ground very slowly. Evette screams and runs towards it.
"Jason! I hate you! I hate you!"
She struggles and might have jumped into the hole as well. Peter holds her back. The butterfly in her pocket slips out and falls into the hole without Evette noticing.
"Jason Hunter Scott! Come back! Come back."
Evette crumples to the ground. These are the last words they will hear from her for a long time. Another one of her male friends picks her up, she looks small as she huddles close to his chest, and her shoulders shake violently. He places her carefully in the passenger seat of the jeep.
