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Chapter 11 – Gone.
Paige sighed as she got ready for school reluctantly. She looked in the mirror and applied her eyeliner carefully.
''I hate mondays.'' She muttered quickly and she tucked her hair behind her ear, putting her eyeliner down once she was finished with it. She smiled slightly in the mirror and scowled at the sight of her braces. She had them for over a month now and she still couldn't get used to them. My teeth better look perfect when it comes out. She thought to herself.
A soft knock on the door made her look up. ''Yeah?'' She turned around to see the door open and her father walked in. ''Paige? Are you ready for school? You don't want to miss your ride.'' He walked towards her, a slight smile on his face. Paige nodded her head. ''Yeah. I'm ready.'' She picked up her bag.
''Good, Wait a minute Paige is that smoke? Are you smoking in here?'' He walked over to the window where several cigarettes were placed on the windowsil in an ash-tray.
He picked one of the cigarettes up and put it out. Paige shook her head slightly and pulled a face.
Her dad walked towards her. ''You know I don't know how much more of this your mother and I can take.'' He told her sternly and with a tone of disappointment in his voice. He shook his head slightly and walked out of the room. Paige sighed and walked over to the window.
Meredith Matthews sat down at the kitchen table, putting her coffeecup down next to her plate. She crossed her legs and was about to lift the cup to her lips when her husband made his way into the kitchen. He looked annoyed. ''What's wrong Frank?'' she asked, putting her coffee down for the second time. Mr. Matthews shook his head slightly and took place opposite her at the kitchentable.
''Paige.'' He sighed slightly. ''She's smoking again. This time in her bedroom.'' He told his wife. She shook her head. ''She told me she quit smoking.'' Her husband rested his chin in the palm of his hand. ''Oh yeah, right, just like the time she quit drinking. She passes out at another one of those parties and I had to go pick her up and bring her home.'' Mrs. Matthews nodded her head slightly, she wondered when their daughter was finally going to listen to them.
''School called yesterday, you know, she's been cutting classes again.'' She told her husband quietly. Her right hand stirred the spoon in her coffee.
Frank played with the glass of orange juice that was standing next to his plate. ''She's not going to get into college if she keeps this up.'' ''Oh well haven't you heard?'' Meredith asked. ''She's not going to college.'' Mr. Matthews raised an eyebrow. ''We'll see about that. Maybe we can get Glen to help her with school?'' he suggested while watching his wife get to her feet. ''Give the guy a break, Frank. He's already doing enough for her.'' She walked over to the counter and looked up when the kitchen door opened. Paige walked in slowly, her back hanging over her right shoulder.
''Well there we are finally.'' She said. ''Paige your ride will be here in 5 minutes. Eat something, quick.'' She handed her daughter a glass of orange juice and small plate with crackers and an egg. Paige dropped her bag to the floor and took the things her mother handed to her. ''But mum, I don't want to – '' Mrs. Matthews cut her off, ''Oh so now I'm mum? Last night we weren't even your real parents.'' Paige just shrugged and sat down at the table. She quickly downed her glass of orange juice and ate her breakfast. ''Did you feet the cat?'' Mrs. Matthews asked her husband.
Mr. Matthews nodded and watched his daughter. ''We're going out for family dinner tonight.'' He told her. ''I'll be home early to pick you and your mum up. Don't forget Paige.'' He got to his feet. Paige looked up, ''But dad again? We do that every week. What if I don't want to go?'' she finished her last cracker and stood up.
''Paige, we're going out and that's that. No arguements. Now go because your ride is here.'' Her dad said. He picked her bag up and handed it to her.
Paige rolled her eyes and took it roughly out of his hands. ''Fine. Bye.'' She pushed the kitchendoor open and stormed out.
Paige dropped her bag in front of her locker and sighed.
For once she was on time. She opened her locker and knelt down to take some books that she didn't need yet out of her bag, but she was distracted by a beeping noise that came out of her pocket. My Pager. She thought and took it out of her jacket. Last night she had already given the number of it to some of her friends. She looked at the display and saw that it displayed Michelle's name. They had been friends for a few months now, but Paige didn't really like her much.
Ugh. Michelle. I can't deal with her drama right now.
She put the pager back in her pocket and took some books out of her bag and put them in her already full locker. She closed the metal door and looked surprised to find Michelle leaning against the locker next to hers. ''Michelle. Hi.'' She managed a smile and lifted her bag over her shoulder. Michelle raised an eyebrow.
''Remember your whole peppermint schnapps theory?'' She asked. ''Um.'' Paige shrugged. ''Yeah. Why?'' ''You were wrong. I got so busted.'' Michelle complained and tucked a strand of her auburn hair behind her ear. ''Oh.'' Paige smiled. ''Sorry, my parents bought it.'' Paige crossed her arms underneath her breasts and they started walking towards their classroom. ''I got grounded for two weeks. My mum pulled this whole estrogen fest thing. I swear to god she's so damaged.'' Michelle rolled her eyes.
Paige let out a small laugh. ''At least your mom's damaged. Mine are beyond repair. Really. This morning my dad caught me smoking in my room and now they want to talk about me tonight during family dinner. I'm way too old for that anyway, they should just let me live.'' She glanced up when she heard the bell ring. ''Come on.'' She started to walk faster and made her way up the stairs.
''Hey, Wait for me.''
Fifteen minutes later they were sitting in their history lesson. Paige stared out of the window absent mindedly and not really listening to what their teacher was reading from his book. ''Although the magna carter was a document of great importance to England and the American colonies, it originally granted concessions to few but the baronial families.'' His monotone voice muttered.
''The vast majority of England would remain without an active voice in government for another seven hundred years.'' He rested his head in the palm of his hand and turned the page.
Mr. Martin was the most boring teacher they had. Mainly because he never really taught them something, but just read out loud what his book said. Every. Single. Time. Paige let out a sigh and started twirling her hair when she felt Michelle's hand tap her arm gently. She looked up and took the note that Michelle handed to her. She folded it open and smiled slightly when she read what it said.
'Donny is soooo hot.'
Paige glanced at the guy who was sitting next to her. A black bandana tied around his head and several earrings in his left ear. She smiled and nodded at Michelle, signaling that she agreed. ''I know.'' She whispered.
''Would you girls please, hold it down back there? I'm trying to teach.'' Mr. Martin said, looking up from his book. ''But nobody's listening.'' Michelle smiled when the class laughed and Mr. Martin gave her a smug smile back.
''Yeah I know, that's why all you delinquents are in this class.'' Michelle rolled her eyes when he focused on his book again and continued reading.
''Paige, just get in the car. Get in.'' Mr. matthews ordered, opening the door of the blue car. Paige pulled a face and got in the backseat, folding her arms across her chest and rolling her eyes. She flinched slightly when her dad threw the door shut loudly and she looked out of the window.
I am too old for this. She thought to herself. She watched her parents get in the car and let a bored escape her lips.
''Dad I'm too old for these family dinners. I. Don't. Want. To. Go.'' She blew a strand of hair out of her face. Mr. Matthews started the car. ''Paige, that's enough. We're going to have dinner in a nice restaurant and that's that. It's about time we talked anyway.'' He replied sternly, a tone of anger in his voice. He was starting to lose his patience with her. ''But dad..'' Paige started.
''NO. Paige. That's it! If you dare to say one more word the next 20 minutes you're grounded for the next two weeks.'' He started to drive out of their lane and glanced over his shoulder at Paige. ''One more peep out of your mouth Paige and I will..''
''FRANK!'' Mrs. Matthews suddenly yelled. Paige looked up to see a large truck swerving into their lane and driving towards them with full speed. Paige screamed and threw her arms up to cover her face. Before the truck could collide with their car she disappeared into a swirl of bright blue lights.
Paige rolled across the street and finally came to a stop when her side hit the pavement. She let out a small gasp and sat up, pushing her dark hair out of her pale face. She felt her heart miss several beats when she saw their blue car laying upside down on the street, high flames surrounding it.
The truck that had collided with their car lay on its side but the driver seemed to be okay. Paige got to her feet trembling, barely even processing what had just happened. She started to walk towards the burning car, but a strong pair of arms that wrapped themselves around her waist prevented her from doing that.
''No! Dad! Mum!'' she sceamed at the top of her voice and tried to squirm out of the grasp, wanting to go to her parents.
Wanting to help them. ''Stay here. It'll explode.'' A deep male voice told her. Paige shook her head and felt the warm tears starting to make their way down her cheeks. ''No.'' She sobbed. ''No. Dad. I'm so sorry.''
Somewhere far away she could hear siren's getting closer and she turned around, pressing her face against the broad chest of the stranger that was trying to comfort her.
''It's okay.'' The soothing male voice told her, rubbing her back. Normally she wouldn't let a stranger hold her like this, but something about the man was familiar, comforting. ''I didn't mean to.'' She muttered, her voice sounding muffled into his chest. ''It's my fault.'' She sobbed and shut her eyes tightly, her breaths cutting through her throat like she was swallowing razorblades. When the sirens became louder she cuddled deeper into the stranger's chest, attempting to block everyhing outside and she let out a deep sigh.
She repeated it over and over again in her head. It's a nightmare. I have to wake up.
To Be Continued.