Post by GilmoreStarAngel on Feb 3, 2002 21:46:41 GMT -5
"I know your in there," Alyssa said softly. "I promise I won't bite you." ALyssa had no idea who was on the other side, but it seemed like someone who need a friend. and here they seemed hard to come by. She kocked again, "please open the door." she said softly. "Maybe I could help."
She wanted to say something but couldn't. Just one word from Paris and she would *know* it was her. Paris didn't want anyone especially Alyssa to know that this was her crying. 'Just go back to class,' she thought.
Post by GilmoreStarAngel on Feb 3, 2002 21:54:40 GMT -5
"I promise I won't tell anyone you locked yourself in the bathroom," Alyssa started. She started to feel sick again. "excuse me," she said and ran into the next stall. she drop to the floor and threw up again. "Now see," she started head still over the toliet. "I'm in a worse position than you." she joked before she started to vomit again.
Still nothing. Paris bit her tongue and kept from even breathing. Taking advantage of her being in the stall, Paris flung open the door and ran out of the bathroom and disappeared down the hallway. Running and running until she found somewhere else to hid herself until she could somehow escape, disappear, or keep her emotions in check.
Post by GilmoreStarAngel on Feb 3, 2002 22:04:23 GMT -5
Alyssa leaned back againist the the door. she knew who ever it was took the chance and ran. literatly. oh well. Alyssa rubbed her eyes and looked down there was a piece of paper at her feet. A Essay for History class. Alyssa looked at the name 'Paris Geller'. For a second Alyssa actually felt bad for Paris. "dont let anyone see you cry! It makes you weak!" she remember her own mother yelling at her when she was young. Alyssa herself never cried infront of anyone except for now. She was pregent she couldn't stop crying. It made her feel weak. But she exnored she. she grabbed the paper and the pass off the floor when and washed her face again and went back to class. She took her seat next to Todd and shoved Paris Essay into her binder. Paris seat was still empty. Skiping class. that was a major Chilton no-no.
Paris went to the nurse, who seemed like a nice lady. The nurse gave her a chance to just get herself together.
"Are you ready to go back to class?" the young nurse asked, feeling sympathy towards the girl.
"Yeah," Paris replied.
"Go ahead. Go wash your face to get rid of the redness."
Paris did as she was instructed. She washed her face, but her face still had a pink tint. She came out to face the nurse.
"Here. Try this. It should cover it up," the nurse replied taking out covergirl liquid and powder foundation and handing it over to Paris.
"Thank you," Paris genuinly smiled at her. She was being very kind to her. And Paris returned to the bathroom in the office and applied the makeup. And came out to hand her back her things.
"Much better hmm?"
"Yes. Thank you again."
The nurse wrote out a quick pass stating that Paris had been there since during lunch and is now better to return to class. "Here. You shouldn't get in any trouble," the woman smiled and handed it to her.
Paris gratefully took the pass and walked down the hall to Chemistry. She walked in and over to the teacher. She laid the pass on his desk and quickly took her seat.
Post by GilmoreStarAngel on Feb 3, 2002 22:18:46 GMT -5
ALyssa had to give her props a note from the nurse. The bell rang. Alyssa got out from her seat and walked over to Paris desk. Paris just glared at her. Alyssa was use to it by now. She reached into her binder and took out Paris essay. "Here," she handed Paris the paper in perfect condition, "I think you may have dropped this," she smiled. "Don't worry I didn't read it or anything," Alyssa said. Paris was just looked at her. Soo much for tryin to be nice. "K, bye." Alyssa turned and started to walk away.
Paris was mortified. SHe couldn't believe it. 'Maybe she doesn't know...maybe she thinks it was there before,' she frantically thought to herself. But Paris knew she wasn't an idiot...she put two and two together and figured out it was Paris in the bathroom...she had to have known. Paris got up from her desk and went to her locker as usually trying to act as normal as possible, but still she felt like everyone knew she was crying. SHe felt as if she went from being invisible to being the topic of gossip. There she sat spinning her locker combo but it wouldn't open. frustrated she kicked the piece of metal and slammed her fist agaisnt the top. and furiously started putting in her combo again. Luckily for the locker it opened. And she started switching her books.
Post by GilmoreStarAngel on Feb 3, 2002 22:29:12 GMT -5
OMG what if she tells someone i'm sick?! Alyssa asked herself as she swiched books in her locker. She had to find Paris and she had to find her fast. She made her way to Paris locker. Random people say hello to her on her way there. Paris was closing her locker. "Paris wait up!" she yelled. She fasted her pace for fear that Paris might take off down the hall. "Can I talk to you really fast?" Alyssa asked. Paris just looked at her. "Look please don't tell anyone I'm sick. I promise I won't tell anyone you were in the bathroom..." Alyssa pleaded with her eye as she wispered to Paris. "Please don't tell anyone."
"Apparently we've got one up on each other huh?" Paris asked, knowing she was between a rock and a hard place. If she said one word about Alyssa she would sure retaliate and tell everyone that she was crying. "So what do we do now?"
"I won't as long as you don't." Paris stated. "Is that all you wanted...we done?" Paris asked getting ready to leave sure that they were done with their little 'chat'. The details of blackmail have been taken care of and they've got something on each other. How could it get any worse?
Post by GilmoreStarAngel on Feb 3, 2002 22:43:42 GMT -5
Alyssa was kinda of hurt. Like Paris had something better todo. "Oh yeah sure, we're done." ALyssa said. What else could she said. Hey wanta go get a milkshake after school. I don't think so. "OH! wait." ALyssa said, light blub! Paris turned around in a huff. Is ovobiusly didn't want to talk with Alyssa anymore. Well that just sucked for her because Alyssa's hormonies were all weirded out and she was nice when she could be, "if you ever need to talk. U can talk to me. I mean I know we are no where near friends. But I'm just saying I've been there. Maybe I could help, Maybe not. But either way. I'm here." Alyssa said and quick turned to catch up with a boy from her History class she knew. She really didn't want to hear Paris go on about how she didn't need her help. Alyssa just wanted to help. and if she heard that she just might flip out.
The only period Paris had away from Tristan, Rory, and Alyssa passed by much to quickly. She has every class but 7th period with atleast on of them...and Alyssa in every class but 7th period. There is no getting away from anyone in this school. Its too small. She entered the class room and took her seat as the bell signaling the beginning of 8th period rang. Blah. 'Boring Pre-Calculus,' she thought...definately not in the frame of mind to do synthetic division or things that required her full attention. And damn the teacher. 'Who seats kids alphabetically anymore?' she mentally yelled to herself. There she sat in the same row as all three of them. Alyssa, then Tristan, then herself, and last Rory. 'Blah.' only 43 minutes and 52 seconds til I can get out of here.
Post by GilmoreStarAngel on Feb 3, 2002 23:00:17 GMT -5
The Teacher was writing something on the board. I don't understand this! Alyssa shouted in her head. Her whole body ached and she couldn't wait to just leave go home and sleep. The teacher was saying something about pie over something or.. who knows?! "Miss Constantino,"he started. WHAT WAS HIS NAME?! she wondered. As she smiled at him. "What do u think the answer is." Busted! she looked at the board. "um... 3.14 over 1/2" she oftered. He jsut looked at her! then he nodded "good job" he smiled. Then he went on talking. The was soo close. she tought. She was feeling sick again. "Are you ok?" Tristan wispered into her ear. She just nodded.
Tristan knew something was wrong he turn to Rory she was too buzy taking notes. Paris looked up form hers. Tristan turn around. and patted Alyssa back.
Alyssa just wanted to go home! was that too much to ask!