Paige's POV
John has been here for a week and he is driving me crazy. I'm pretty sure I have only seen my friends once since the whole time he has been here.
"Ow my eyes!" I yelled covering them
"What?" Pat asked confused
"I got blinded by seeing you in your underwear. Don't you own a pair of pants?" I asked hiding behind the carton of milk
"What you don't like this bod?" Pat asked smirking
"Patrick go put a pair of shorts on. Nobody wants to see your junk." Mr Schneider said coming into the kitchen
"Thank you. You saved me from going blind." I said pouring myself a bowel of cereal
"You know you two need to start getting along." my dad said to me
"Why? Isn't this what brothers and sisters do?" I asked confused
"Ew like I ever would want to be related to you." Pat said walking back into the room
"See this is what I am talking about. At least try to get along please." Mr. Schneider said
I herd John upstairs in the bathroom and I can't deal with him right now.
"Hey guys I am going to go walk the dog." I said putting my bowel in the dishwasher
"We don't have a dog?" my dad said confused
"Yes we do. Come on Pat time for your morning walk." I said taking him by the hand and dragging him outside
"I was in the middle of eating!" he said still holding his apple in his hand
"Sorry I just can't be in there anymore." I said sitting down on a bench
"Why? Your boyfriend's in there." he said confused sitting down next to me
"That's the problem. He is suffocating. I have only seen my friends once since he has been here." I said frustrated
"There is a simple solution to this. Dump him." Pat said simply
"Look I know it is easy for you to just dump girls like that but it's not that easy for me."
"Why not? It's simple. Ready say it with me. I am breaking up with you. See it isn't so bad." he said taking another bite out of his apple
"I don't like to hurt people's feelings!" I exclaimed
"Well how is that going to get you anywhere in life? Geez Paige do I have to teach you everything?" he asked exasperated
"If you don't break up with him now you will be stuck with him. Trust me nobody likes somebody who is clingy." he said
"So how about you do it for me?" I asked following him back to the house
"As much fun as that would be I got my own plans tonight. Good luck." he said playfully hitting my arm before walking back inside
John has some seminar today so I finally have a chance to hangout with my friends. I left my hair down in it's natural curls and threw on a pair of ripped jean shorts, brown booties, a grey off the shoulder shirt, a dark colored scarf, and a gold bracelet. I applied some foundation and mascara and put on my aviator sunglasses and I was out the door.
"There you are! Where the fuck have you been?" Bri asked giving me a hug
"Babysitting my boyfriend." I said rolling my eyes
"Well I still see your fashion sense is perfect as usual." Millie said laughing
"Here we got you your favorite coffee." Megan said handing me a cup
"Thank you you guys are the best." I said linking arms with them as we walked
"How was Brock's the other night?" I asked as we shopped
"Fun except there was a fight." Meg replied
"Between who?" I asked confused
"Brock and Jack. We don't know what it was about but they were yelling at eachother." Millie explained
"Damn that is serious." I replied shaking my head
We shopped for a little bit before deciding on stopping for lunch.
"So Cameron is coming back to town tomorrow and I am nervous." Bri said
"Look everything is going to be fine. He has had time to think things over." Megan said patting Bri's back
"I know but you guys didn't see the look on his face when I told him. The worst part was he said he was dissappointed in me." she said looking down
"You guys have already been through a lot. You guys will get through this." I said patting her hand
"Paige are you doing anything tonight? Because we were thinking about having a sleepover at Millie's." Bri said
"John is getting us takeout than we are going to look out mountain to eat it. It is supposed to be really pretty there at night." I explained to them
"Oh yeah I remember going there once as a kid. It is really nice." Millie said smiling
For the rest of the afternoon we just talked and caught up. It felt good to be around my friends again.
Megan's POV
"Guys we can either watch a movie or watch a marathon of Four Weddings tonight." I yelled to the girls
"Guys you should see this!" Bri yelled from Millie's dad's office. We both walked in and saw her staring at the computer
"What are you doing?" Millie asked confused
"Looking up information about Paige's boyfriend John. Something seemed off about him the other night and look I was right." she said pointing towards the screen
"John Green convicted of assault on his girlfriend at the time. He beat her at a party when he got drunk. He was convicted and got put on medication for his anger issues. He was dating this girl for almost two years and this was the first time he laid his hands on her but he would get really angry and yell at her all the time. He got put on probation." I read aloud
"Oh my God and Paige is out with him tonight! We have to go show this to the guys! They are all over at Jack J's house, come on!" Millie yelled grabbing her car keys and running out the door
We raced over to Jack's house and all ran out and ran downstairs to the basement.
"What's up guys?" Jack J asked confused
"You guys need to read this now." I said out of breath as Bri handed them the papers she printed out
"Ha I told you guys there was something weird about him! He had that look in his eyes!" Jack G said
"Hey geniuses Paige is out with him now! What are we going to do?" Bri asked
"We have to go get her! Where are they?" Jack G asked already grabbing his keys
"Lookout mountain." Millie replied
"Shit that is where all the guys go to get laid." Sam exclaimed standing up
"Alright I will go with the girls in one car. Brock, Sam, Mack, Mike, and Jack Gilinsky all go in another car. We have to go before it is too late." Jack J said as we all ran upstairs into our cars
I am praying that Paige is ok. If he hurts my best friend he is going to get it.
