A/N: So it's been too long since my last update. I blame it on lack of inspiration combined with my birthday...but my excuses are pointless. I made out a new outline and wrote ahead a little bit, and I figured out that I'm ending this story at the 11th chapter. I'm making a sequel eventually, but right now I want to get this wrapped up so I can focus on writing a few other pieces. Review if you read, thank you.
Disclaimer: I don't own Degrassi, or the lyrics used in this story. Those are owned by Mr. Marilyn Manson.
"DEFORMOGRAPHY"
/YOU CAME TO SEE THE MOBSCENE
I KNOW IT ISN'T YOUR SCENE
IT'S BETTER THAN A SEX SCENE AND IT'S
SO FUCKING OBSCENE, OBSCENE YEAH/
Paige was beyond excited. She knew that Alex was on her way to the center, and that she would be staying all weekend. Paige's whole body was tingling with anticipation. She'd missed Alex so much and it was going to be wonderful to see her again.
"Excited?" Brad's familiar voice broke through her thoughts. She nodded, leaning closer to him and letting her head drop onto his shoulder. He stroked her hair and she smiled. She was so going to hook him up with Dylan. They'd be adorable together.
"I'm kind of nervous though," Paige whispered, biting her lip. Brad gazed at her, wonder evident in his eyes. "I haven't seen her in awhile. I'm afraid things have changed since I was in here. Which is crazy, I know they haven't, but a part of me is just being insecure."
"Things will be fine. Dare I say, perfect?" Brad kissed Paige's forehead in reassurance, but she couldn't help the growing knot in her stomach. She was sure that she would be fine once Alex finally got there.
It took a few hours, painstaking hours that seemed like days, for Alex to arrive. As Paige saw Alex stepping into the center, she ran towards her, abandoning all of the nerves that had previously been bothering her. Paige threw her arms around her girlfriend, burying her head in her shoulder and taking in Alex's wonderful scent.
"I missed you." Paige said before Alex cut her off with a kiss. Both of them closed their eyes, settling back into each other's arms and feeling that all was right with the world again. Regrettably they had to pull apart sometime. Once they did, Paige found herself staring deep into Alex's beautiful brown eyes. Those eyes dared betray every single feeling Alex was having right now, and Paige adored her more than she ever had at that exact moment.
"Who's that guy staring at us with a huge grin on his face?" Alex questioned, glancing at Brad who was standing in the foyer. He came closer and Paige gladly introduced her friend and girlfriend to each other.
"This is Brad. He's fabulously sweet." Paige made sure to add that adjective for good measure, so Alex would know there was nothing to be jealous of. Alex relaxed, shaking Brad's hand with renewed vigor now that she knew he was in fact not so interested in her girl, or any girls at all for that matter...
Paige slipped her fingers in between Alex's as she made her way down the hallway and into her room. She braced herself for the worst when she stepped inside, aware that two of her roommates were present. She was afraid of what they would say. Alex looked at them for a moment before they stood, staring at her with giant eyes.
"So you're Alex. Nice to finally meet you." Amber greeted.
"You're very pretty." Rosie put in, leaning closer to Alex to get a good look.
"Um, thank you." Alex frowned, gazing at Paige in urgency. The look on her face communicated the 'GET ME OUT OF HERE!' feeling she was having.
"No problem." Rosie replied with a smile.
"So what do you do?" Amber inquired suddenly, not caring that it was none of her business.
"Actually I own a bar." Alex admitted softly, feeling a bit ashamed since Paige was here partly to battle her own alcoholism. She didn't want these girls to get the wrong idea.
"That's ironic considering Paige is an--" Amber was interrupted when Paige finally spoke up.
"Guys? We're going out on the deck. To have some private time." Paige grabbed Alex by the arm, pulling her out of the room and down the hallway, hastily making her way towards the deck.
"Right. Okay. Well Alex, if you need anything, let us know!" Rosie called after them.
"So those were the crazy roomies?" Alex asked once they were out of earshot.
"Oh, they're not that bad. Okay, so maybe they are a little unstable...but take a look at my place of residence. Anyway, the deck is nice. I like to come out here every once in awhile and watch the sunset." Paige explained, settling into one of the chairs that were open.
"I wish I could spend the night with you. I had to book a stupid motel, and I really don't want to stay there alone. But it's probably completely against the rules for you to sneak out with me, isn't it?" Alex's lips formed a pout, and Paige didn't want to look at her because she knew that the look always got her. She couldn't afford to skip out and end up getting in who knows what kind of trouble. She was making a lot of progess and didn't want to throw all of that away, no matter how amazing it would be.
"Kind of. I'm sorry. You could always order a prostitute to keep you company." Paige managed to say this with a straight face, believe it or not.
"You'd let me do that?" Alex's eyes widened in disbelief.
"Um, NO! It was a joke. I don't want some dirty woman who does it for money to have her way with you. That's just wrong. I'm sorry but no effing way." Paige's tone turned harsh. She was possessive when it came to her girlfriend and even though she had been joking, she didn't want to imagine Alex with anyone else.
"Right. I knew you were joking. So how has it been staying here?" Alex changed the subject, tracing the lines along Paige's palm with her index finger.
"Not that bad, actually. Aside from missing you like crazy, I've had fun. I made a few friends, and the people here never fail to bring me entertainment." Paige admitted.
"That's good. So I met Brad, and the crazy roomies, so who else is there left to meet?" Alex asked out of curiosity.
"Just Marcia. She's the small girl I told you about. She's quiet a lot of the time. I'm sure you'll get to meet her later. Other than them, I don't really associate with other people around here. Not that I'm unfriendly or anything. I've been going to counseling, and I think I've made a lot of progress. The doctors say I should be out of here in record time."
"Record time, which means what?" Alex asked again, wanting the blonde to get to the point.
"Once I'm here for a month they should be letting me go, if my progress continues the way it has. Which it will." Paige told her with gusto.
"A month. Well, isn't this the one week mark?" Alex pointed out.
"Huh. It is. Feels like longer, though." Paige answered, crossing her arms. If one week had felt this long, she couldn't imagine how slowly the next few weeks would pass by.
"Am I at least allowed to take you out to dinner?" Alex questioned with annoyance.
"Actually, the receptionist mentioned something to me about a signing out process. But you have to sign a lot of forms in case you end up kidnapping me. You're allowed to take me out for a few hours but nothing longer than that, and nothing overnight." Paige cautioned, knowing Alex would want to take her out for as long as possible.
"That sucks. But I think I'll go back to the front desk and get those forms. I want to take you out somewhere nice. I'll be back in a few." Alex leaned down, planting a kiss on Paige's lips.
"Hi." It was Marcia. She took Alex's vacated seat as Paige looked over at her.
"Hey." Paige said in return.
"Is that her?" Marcia speculated, a glitter in her eye. "I bet it is. Unless you're cheating on her. She seems nice. You two look good together."
"Thank you." Paige responded, the smile on her face growing.
"Where'd she go?" Marcia wondered aloud.
"To fill out the sign out papers. We're going out to dinner tonight." Paige boasted, leaning back into the chair and letting out a content sigh.
"Oooh. On a date? Sounds lovely. Wish I could get out of here." Marcia mumbled the last part and Paige could barely understand her.
"If I get out before you-" Paige began.
"You will." Marcia interjected, sure that Paige would be out of there soon.
"If I do, I'll come visit you." Paige promised, patting Marcia'ssmall hand reassuringly.
About ten minutes later Alex returned, holding something up triumphantly. She flung it towards Paige, stepping towards her girlfriend as she wondered who Paige was talking to.
"You got it!" Paige squealed, jumping into Alex's arms. "This is the sign out pass. Wow. This is going to be amazing." After a moment of silence, Paige introduced Marcia.
"Alex, this is my friend Marcia. Marcia, this is my lovely girlfriend, Alex." Paige exclaimed with immense excitement. Alex extended her hand and Marcia hesitated before shaking it.
"I don't usually touch people." Marcia mused, shrugging her shoulders.
"Oh. I didn't know. Sorry for making you touch my hand then." Alex apologized, feeling a bit uncomfortable. She shifted her weight onto her other leg, looping her arm around Paige's waist.
"It's fine." Marcia insisted, getting up. "I'm gonna go now. Have a nice date."
"Thought you said she didn't talk much?" Alex asked as soon as Marcia left.
"She doesn't, usually. She doesn't usuallytouch people either. It just depends on if she trusts you or not. I guess she trusts you since I do." Paige reasoned, bringing Alex's hand to her lips.
"That's sweet. Do you want to change before we go out?" Alex offered.
"Well, I don't have anything dressy here, so I guess not." Paige remarked, feeling weird as she walked out of the rehabilitation center. She got into Alex's car, and noticed there was a new air freshener hanging from the mirror. It smelled like roses.
"Sit back and relax while I take you somewhere nice."
"Where are we going?"
"You'll see..." Alex teased, putting the car in drive and beginning the ride to the restaurant she had picked out in case this happened. There was a steakhouse nearby, and she'd heard marvels about how wonderful their steak was. She knew that Paige liked steak and didn't figure she'd had it while she was in rehab.
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"How about a martini?" Alex suggested once they hadarrived and were escorted to a table.
"Are you kidding? Hello, I'm on sign out from rehab!" Paige shouted, a little louder than she had anticipated. Alex had just caught her off guard.
"It's called a joke, honey." Alex rubbed Paige's arm.
"Sorry." Paige murmured, trying to relax a little. She still felt weird being out of the center. She felt like she was breaking the rules or something, even though she knew they had permission to be out. "I think I'll just have a coke. Caffeine sounds pretty good right about now."
The waiter came up to the table, handing the girls their menus and taking out his order pad.
"Two cokes." Alex ordered their drinks, and both girls settled into the cozy booth, opening their menus and gazing at all the different choices.
"Mmm. Steak sounds good." Paige commented, biting her lip in concentration. Her eyes scanned the entire menu. Nothing else sounded as good as steak, though.
"Thought you'd like it. I think I'm going to get the hot wings." Alex declared, putting her menu down on the table. Paige rolled her eyes. She hated spicy foods - they gave her heartburn.
"Good luck with that." Paige muttered.
"What, you don't like spices?" Alex sounded surprised.
"Not really." Paige admitted, glad when the waiter returned with their drinks. She was parched, and she took a few sips of her coke as Alex ordered their food.
"You're tense, baby." Alex was concerned. "Turn your back to me." Paige followed her girlfriend's instructions, not sure what she was going to do. Alex reached out, beginning to massage the blonde's shoulders. Paige let out a moan and she covered her mouth in embarrassment. "Don't get so turned on. We're in public."
"I'm not getting turned on. It just feels good." Paige argued, sticking out her tongue in defiance.
"Sure it does." Alex teased, leaning down to kiss Paige's neck. She jumped a little as Alex kissed her neck a second time, and she spun around with a frown.
"Remember what you just said? We're in public." Paige hissed, her face turning red.
"I decided I don't care. Excuse me if I'd like to make out with my sexy girlfriend who I haven't seen in a week. At least I'm holding back a little. You haven't seen me throw you onto the table and make love to you yet, have you?" Alex taunted, taking her girlfriend's hand in her own.
"Yet being the operative word." Paige replied, grinning.
"Hmm. You're right. You're always right." Alex kissed Paige on the lips this time, savoring the taste she had missed so much.
/YOU WANT COMMITMENT
PUT ON YOUR BEST SUIT
GET YOUR ARMS AROUND ME
NOW WE'RE GOING DOWN DOWN DOWN/