Saturday, August 10, 2013

THE HOTNESS: A Modern Teen Pride and Prejudice (chapter forty-four: A letter from the hot one...)

Chapter Forty-four
A letter from the hot one…
    Semester ended badly for everyone, as semesters sometimes do.
    Prom was overrated.
    The girls went in a group because in the end, Princesses stick together.  Everything about the dance was muted. Darcy and Ryan danced with Mackenzie and a few other seniors, then spent the evening sulking and left early. There was no after-party. Mackenzie hung with the Praise and Worshipfuls (she’d finally quit the Princesses), but then left too. Paige and Shiloh left first, though. Rys didn’t show. What a disaster!
     “I’m so glad it wasn’t my junior prom,” Honey said.
     “Me too,” I replied.
     “Ours is going to be fab.” Honey assured me.
     “Uh huh,” I agreed.
     In the end, Paige refused to accept the scholarship she won. She decided to take a job with her sister instead that summer and re-apply for UCLA, rather than take, Darcy’s fake charity.
     Darcy’s grandfather refused to give him his cattle ranch (until he was ‘emotionally stable’ and had finished college – and maybe not even then.) His grandfather had read Mackenzie’s blog on the internet where she outed their whole scam. Mr Darcy  Senior was unimpressed by Darcy’s childish and deceptive behavior and realized Darcy had a lot of growing up to do before he ever had the responsibility of an entire cattle ranch.  
      Needless to say, by the end of junior year, Paige and Darcy and Shiloh and Ryan were not speaking.
      Then, on the last day of school, Paige found a note attached to her locker, a few days after prom.
   
    Darcy had written the letter just before he’d left to go to the airport. He’d sealed it in an old-fashioned envelope, like an historical document.

Who knew that maybe one day it would be? (Wednesday)

Dear Paige (he wrote – I know, because I was the one who found it. I gave it to Honey who gave it to Paige after it fell onto the floor and was nearly swept up by the janitor – you can thank me later…

I’m writing this down now because I’m going back to Australia then I’m heading over to England where my great-aunt and uncle live. My father wants me to sit the exams to attend Oxford and I don’t know if I’m ever going to see you again. I didn’t want to leave without saying a few things that you deserve to know.

First of all, you were right, and I apologize for what happened between Ryan and Shiloh.

Paige shook her head feeling suddenly vindicated. She wanted to tear up the note but was too curious to do that, and read on…

Although I wasn’t entirely responsible for separating your sister and my best friend, I could have used my influence to convince Ryan that he should have asked Shiloh to go to prom with him. I just didn’t think it was that important.
   I honestly thought she’d turn him down.
   Remember, I’d been around them both a fair bit and I just always thought Ryan was more interested in Shiloh than she was interested in him. Your sister is very reserved and although my own sister comes across in a similar way, it was an honest mistake on my part. I wanted to save Ryan the embarrassment of asking a girl who was indifferent to him. I am sorry, as I said. It was my mistake and I only wish I had been more hesitant to ask you – since I obviously have you and your sister mixed up as you are the indifferent one.
   Paige shook her head, exasperated; he couldn’t even apologize without sounding arrogant!


THE HOTNESS: A Modern Teen Pride and Prejudice (chapter forty-three: Gym class)


Chapter Forty-three
Gym class
   But Darcy had run after Paige. He knew a short cut in the opposite direction that would meet Paige somewhere in the middle. He was athletic and after having been in school now for almost the entire semester, Darcy knew every hallway.
    A few Princesses and cheerleaders fanned him with “Heys,” and one even said, “Darcy, why so fast?”  But the bell had sounded for the final class of the day and Darcy wanted to catch Paige before she caught a life or reached gymnastics practice.
   Darcy finally found Paige chalking her hands at the bar.
   “Darcy? Are you stalking me?”
   “Is that all you have to say in response?”
   “I told you, I’m not going.”
   At this point a few cheerleaders, Princesses and even two teachers were listening in on their conversation. Enough people so the whole school would know in the morning that Darcy chased Paige all the way to the gym only to be turned down and humiliated by her. How could she? Some whispered. It was the prom. The high school prom. These moments were gold. They never came again.
   “So, you are rejecting me?”
   “If you have to put it that way.”
   “Which way should I put it?”
   “Any way you want, I suppose.’
   “I don’t understand. I thought we… liked each other.”
   “Well, I guess you thought wrong.”
    He stared at Paige for a moment, trying to work her out. Her slim but tough exterior belied a sweet interior, he was sure of it. But he was embarrassed, humiliated in front of a group of gaggling gymnasts. Once again, his pride got the better of his true feelings.
   “How dare you reject me! It was all a joke anyway. I chose to ask you above all the other girls in the school, some of whom had already bothered to ask me, not the other way round. But I was going to write about it on my blog and tell Mackenzie all about it the next day.”
   “Well, go for it Darcy. Mackenzie really is your perfect match!”
   “And who are you to judge me? I pulled strings for you and that stupid invented scholarship! My father sponsors the award. Do you want to know why they picked you? They made special consideration because you are poor… and a girl! And…FYI - your mother is a massive social climber…”
   “Oh, nothing like Mackenzie Bingley then…”
  “At least she has the finances to back it up.”
  “How dare you!” Paige was so exasperated, she threw her gym bag at him.
  “And your sisters… have behaved like total tramps. It’s all over the web… Rys Wickam has been talking up how easy they were when he got with both of them at that stupid beach party.”
   Paige looked surprised as Darcy darted behind a locker. He peeked his head out when he thought Paige had settled.
  “How could you not know? He’s told anyone who’d listen… he even filmed them…” Paige blocked her ears.
   “You need to stop talking now, Darcy. I really don’t need to hear any more from you. I have no inkling why you bothered to ask me to go to the dance with you since you think so little of my family and by extension – me. But apart from your insane snobbery, your rudeness, your conceited behavior and your arrogance… did you really think I would ever go anywhere with you when you schemed to destroy my sister’s relationship with Ryan?”
   Darcy looked shocked.
  “Who told you that?”
   “Rys Wickam. But he didn’t need to tell me. I suspected as much and the look on your face just confirmed it.”
    Darcy stopped talking.
    “Deny it! I dare you!”
    “I… can’t.”
    Paige also stopped.
    They stared at each other a moment. They looked into each other’s eyes. Both of their faces were red as beets. As the bell rang out for the end of the day and the beginning of the after-school activities it even looked as if they might move closer, make a truce and kiss. But instead, Darcy pulled back. He turned from Paige and left her standing in the gym with chalk on her hands.
   “Argh!” Paige exclaimed, as she went to the bar to warm up.
   “Are you quite ready to join us now Paige Bennet?” the gym teacher, who behaved in a troll-like manner, asked sarcastically.
   “Um… actually, no,” Paige said, uncharacteristically bursting into tears. She ran out of the room.
   It was only the second time Darcy had made Paige cry and she swore it would be the last.


THE HOTNESS: A Modern Teen Pride and Prejudice (chapter forty-two: Hot pursuit)

Chapter Forty-two
Hot pursuit     

   Paige checked her messages before gym class. She’d just received some awesome and unexpected news that she’d been hoping for. She’d applied for a newly devised scholarship to UCLA and was in the final selected group. If all went well during her senior year, the scholarship was hers.
   In light of this good news, Paige had resigned herself to dealing with Darcy later. She had a smile on her face as she got ready for gym class, pulling on her dad’s old sweater. As she walked outside, she collided with Darcy.
   “Hi,” he said, he wasn’t dressed for sports.
   “Hi,” Paige said, confused.
   “You were great in our final debate.”
   “Thanks, but Mackenzie nailed it.”
   “Well, she had a better topic…”
   Paige wondered if Darcy had slept. She would have brushed past him by now but he’d cornered her in a confined space and there was nowhere else to go – except class. Paige just couldn’t work Darcy out. He was so prideful and changeable and then he’d go and do something nice, like compliment her out of the blue. This didn’t hide the fact that he’d done something so not nice she never wanted to speak to him again. He’d talked Ryan out of dating her sister.
  Of course, this was the moment Darcy unwisely chose to speak to her.
  They had their seconds alone and it was now or never.
   Darcy cleared his throat.
  “Paige, I was wondering…”
  “Yes?” Paige said as she pulled back her hair. Paige had no idea why Darcy was even talking to her now.
   “Um… Well… I was wondering…”
   “Uh huh,” Paige was already half way out of the room and on her way to gym  practice before Darcy caught up with her.
   “Hey, wait up.”
   “What do you want Darcy?”
   “Well, a moment… with you. Alone, if you’re not too busy.”
   Paige looked at the half empty gym. The crowd gathered on the other side of the room. Once again, there was no getting out of this. 
   “What do you want, Darcy?”
   Darcy ushered Paige to the side, where the walls were covered with various freshman projects. Paige noticed Rebel’s name all over one of them, it was her kind of art work too – modern, random.
  “I’m wondering, I’ve thought about it a lot and I’d like to know if you would come to the prom with me.”
   Paige stalled.
   “Uh… What did you say?”
   “I’m asking you to go to the prom with me. That’s the way it’s done here in America right? You have to ask someone? It’s my last chance to go to a high school prom. My family are heading back to Australia, so…”
   “Oh...”
   “So, are you going with anyone?”
   “No.”
   “Me either. I want to go with you.”
   “Is that the way you ask girls out Down Under?”
   “What do you mean? I’m new to this. In Australia we just hang out in groups. Besides, girls mostly approach me. They think I'm the hot one. I don’t have to ask them out. It's the other way around. It took a lot of courage to even attempt this... connection. You didn’t exactly give me any encouragement.” 
   “It’s always about you, isn’t it Darcy?”
   “What do you mean? I’m trying to be nice. I want to be friends. I thought we were becoming friends. Besides, you haven’t given me an answer.”
   Paige paused for a moment, suddenly believing in the sincerity of his question. She was conflicted about the boy, but not about her answer.
  “No Darcy, I don’t want to go with you.”
   “Why not? C’mon it’ll be fun.” Darcy's face was red. He couldn’t believe he was being refused.
   “I… I’m thinking of going by myself. Maybe I don’t need a man to make me feel whole.” 
   “Huh?”
   Paige turned and ran off down the hallway. On the way out, she ran straight into Mackenzie and Ryan, who looked quite sheepish.
  “Hey Paige. Why are you crying?” Mackenzie asked.
  “Oh, just motor!” Paige said brushing Mackenzie aside.
  “I told you what she’s really like,” Mackenzie sniped to her brother as they walked down the hall to find Darcy.

   

THE HOTNESS: A Modern Teen Pride and Prejudice (chapter forty-one: The trouble with Darcy)


Chapter Forty-one
The trouble with Darcy
   That morning, in home room, Darcy arrived early. Dressed in his coolest clothes, he had all of the debate notes sorted for their team and had even highlighted Paige’s suggestions.
    “Hi,” he said to Paige, trying to act cool.
    “Hi,” Paige said, wishing she wasn’t required to acknowledge him.
    Darcy never understood why she blew so hot and cold. He was trying to warm her up today because he had something he wanted to ask her. Even though he knew it was wrong, so wrong.
    Paige was different to him in every way. They were polar opposite. Darcy struggled against his feelings for her. He told no one, not even Ryan, but he couldn’t help himself. He liked Paige Bennet more than any girl he’d ever met. She was so different, so remarkable, so amazing.
    As he flicked on his iPOD he quickly switched off his home page. The younger Bennet girls were splashed all over the social pages with a website directing him to even more compromising photographs. They were famous now, for all the wrong reasons. He hoped Paige wouldn’t see this.
    They’d supposedly participated in a girls gone wild type film made by Rys Wickam’s production company. The outakes of his music video shoot were on his smart phone and about to go viral, according to Mackenzie who swiftly texted Darcy. Darcy had heard all about it in the locker room prior to class but he’d tried to ignore the gossip. Paige seemed oblivious. She never ever switched on her phone before home room (when she studied) or debate class. Darcy wondered what to do, but first he had to get something else off his chest.
    Today, Paige seemed extra scary, walking around in her hot girl that didn’t know it way, with her awesome intelligence and turn of phrase. That scared Darcy a lot. Now she was hunched over her notes chewing the end of her pencil, lost in intellectual thought.  
    “Hey,” Rys said, he was seated on the other side of Paige, making Darcy increasingly jealous.
    “Hi,” Paige replied, “Hey, I heard some stupid rumor…”
    “Don’t believe any of it,” Rys replied, “I’m deleting all the photos,” he added, checking his text messages.
    What photos? Paige thought.       


THE HOTNESS: A Modern Teen Pride and Prejudice (chapter forty: Rumors)

Chapter Forty
Rumors
    Rys cornered Paige as she was looking for her folder in her locker the next morning at school.
    “Hey, are the rumors true?”
    “What rumors?”
    “The rumors that you and Shiloh are going with Darcy and Ryan to the junior prom? Because I couldn’t believe you’d go with Darcy, even if I’m not available.”
    “I… I’m not planning on going with anyone. I mean, no one’s even asked me.”
    “So, if he did ask you, you’d go?”
    “That’s a hypothetical question.”
    “Whatever. Anyway, you won’t mind hearing what someone told Wednesday.”
    “Who?”
    “Mackenzie Bingley.”
    “What does she know about this?” Paige had long suspected Mackenzie had a hand in this whole dating disaster.
    “Well, I got talking to Wednesday on the weekend, at some charity event she was helping out at and she mentioned the whole story. Apparently Mackenzie had been laughing about what a dope your sister was to actually think Ryan would be interested in her...”
    “Uh huh…” Paige wasn’t shocked and realized Rys looked disappointed when she didn’t show her anger.
     “Anyway, she said her brother had been just as deluded about Shiloh and was fully intending to ask your sister to prom. To her credit, Mackenzie admitted Shiloh was both pretty and one of the nicest girls she’d ever met, but then Ryan changed his mind.”
   “Why would he do that?”
   “Well, apparently, his father questioned his taste in girls.”
   “What do you mean?”
   “He wanted to know why Ryan would take some unknown girl  when he could take the girl of a partner his dad was doing some bank deal with.”
   “Are you serious? Ryan doesn’t seem like the kind of guy who would be so into  money.”
   “Well, I don’t think he is. In fact, he started arguing with his dad about it until…”
   “Until what?”
   “Until Darcy agreed… with Ryan’s dad.”
   “What do you mean?”
   “He told Ryan that he didn’t think Shiloh was into him anyway and it might be easier just to go along with his father’s request to take the daughter of his work colleague. Apparently she’s friends with Mackenzie too…”
   “Really?”
   “I only told you because I thought you’d think it was funny.”
   “Hilarious,” Paige said without smiling. “Thanks for sharing.”
   “Hey, I wouldn’t be too bothered, I’m so over school proms… and debate club. You and Darcy are welcome to an Easy A. I’m so over study. Oh and FYI? I’d love to take you to prom, girl, but I’m over them too.”
    But Shiloh wasn’t, Paige thought.
   “… Hey, cheer up, Paige. I’d totally have asked you if I were even going to be here…” he droned on. Suddenly Paige realized what a fair weather friend Rys had become since the rush of popularity he’d experienced online dating. Or maybe that’s who he had always been: the egotistical bearer of bad news.  


THE HOTNESS: A Modern Teen Pride and Prejudice (chapter thirty-nine: guess what?)



Chapter Thirty-nine
Guess what? 
    The next morning Paige woke early. She’d made up her mind to buy a prom dress with or without a partner. There was no shame in going with friends and she wasn’t going to miss her junior prom. Her younger sisters also wanted a lift to Third Street Promenade. Rebel and Sia wanted to come too. Senta had elected to stay home and practice piano, she didn’t enjoy frivolity. Rebel rolled her eyes and wondered what planet Senta was living on.
   The younger girls kept whispering and giggling in the back seat and Paige arranged to meet them at a café for lunch after their commercial casting, since she didn’t trust them to spend the day all alone. 
   Paige was extremely proud of the second hand car she’d bought – she’d saved all her money since she’d started working on Saturdays to buy it.
    Shiloh was dropped off first and Coco was meeting her as well as Mackenzie. Paige had arranged to go to the library to do some research after she’d picked up her dress.
    Shiloh was the first to arrive back at the café.
    Mackenzie gave fake air kisses and acted all sorry before she’d even spoken.
    “Guess what? My brother can’t come. The boys are… they have another appointment they couldn’t change.”
    “Oh.”
    “What are they doing?” Coco asked, quite rudely, Mackenzie thought.
    “Well, Darcy’s father is in town and the boys are going to lunch at the golf club with him. But never mind,”  Mackenzie took Shiloh’s arm, “I know all the best brands, I’ve been doing my research and one of my fave designers from Sydney has just opened a store here and we get to pick out anything we like. I love shopping, don’t you? We need to move on. Perhaps Jesus has a different plan for us. Maybe we’re not meant to go to the prom with Darcy and Ryan…” she looked at Coco disparagingly, adding, “and whoever you’re going with.”
     Coco shrugged and tried to pretend she didn’t care.
     Shiloh pretended she didn’t care either. But she did. In the middle of her mani-pedi, Shiloh burst into tears. She excused herself and decided to go home early. If Ryan was going to ask her to the dance, he had hardly any days left to do it. Shiloh knew Mackenzie was right.  Ryan was never going to ask her to prom.
     Proof stood right in front of her.
     As she waited for the bus, she saw Ryan and Darcy crossing the road, and they were not alone. They were with two other girls – girls who wore designer heels. Ryan’s father was nowhere in sight.

    When Paige arrived home later that afternoon, after going to the library, she found Shiloh lying on her bed in tears.
    “What’s the matter?” Paige asked. “Did Mackenzie say something? We never should have let that girl into our group. Coco and Wednesday warned us, remember?”
   “It’s not Mackenzie’s fault.”
   “It’s always Mackenzie’s fault…”
   “No… it’s just that Ryan was supposed to turn up today and he kept us waiting for an hour then he texted to say he wasn’t coming. He had some meeting to do with his father. Then, after Mackenzie and I already bought our dresses, I saw Ryan and Darcy walking down the street, laughing and talking with two girls. Two girls who don’t even go to our school! They were rushing across the street and holding hands with Darcy and Ryan. How could I have been so stupid? They’re never going to ask us to prom now.”
    “Oh, Shiloh, it’s their loss. It makes no sense, he’s been so… into you. You are the prettiest, kindest, most wonderful girl I know. Darcy on the other hand, was never a sure thing. I have to be realistic about that. He always thought he was too good for me.”
   “That couldn’t be true.”  
   “It is.”
   “You are the best, most wonderful sister…”

    Shiloh was just as upset for Paige as she hugged her sister. When Shiloh cried some more, Paige hugged her in return.  

THE HOTNESS: A Modern Teen Pride and Prejudice (chapter thirty-eight: verbal gymnastics)

Chapter Thirty-eight
Verbal Gymnastics
   That week in debate class, for the first time, Darcy sat next to Paige and Paige bit her tongue. It was almost summer and the second-eldest Bennet sister turned up to class in the prettiest dress Darcy had ever seen. Not for the first time, Mackenzie noted that Paige had curled her hair and applied a new fashionable shade of pink lipstick that Mackenzie had recently tweeted about.  
   “Big deal,” Mackenzie said as she took her seat on the other side of Darcy, “money doesn’t buy class.” She added under her breath as Paige walked up to the podium to start the debate rolling.
   Darcy turned to Mackenzie, “I think she looks really nice.”
   “Well, I didn’t say she didn’t look nice, Darcy. Anyway, you’re dreaming if you think I care that you guys got put together.”
    Mackenzie turned her head and started to smile at Rys. She was sure that would irritate Darcy and distract Paige from her impassioned speech about the importance of elementary school education. Both she and Darcy had prepared diligently – as an excuse not to talk about anything else. They easily won, as a team.
   That afternoon, Shiloh and Paige were finishing revising for exams at the school library. Shiloh had some exciting news to tell Paige but Paige was preoccupied with what she had heard Rys Wickam say about his dance video. He’d said there were ‘hot babes’ in it. Paige hoped those ‘babes’ weren’t her sisters.
   “It’s okay, Rebel told me she and Sia just hung out and danced – fully clothed.”
   “I hope so,” Paige said. “But our sisters are easily led.”
   By then, Paige and Shiloh had moved on to window shopping in Sunrise Central for prom dresses.
   “Oh, Shiloh, of course I hope Ryan asks you to prom. I have it on good authority that he plans to.”
    “Whose?”
    “Wednesday overheard him asking about corsages for a special blonde girl he was planning on taking to the junior dance. Of course, Coco asked outright, ‘do you mean, Shiloh?’ and apparently he stumbled and blurted out, “Yes.”
   “I’m so excited Paige, I can hardly sleep. I just wished you had someone planned to take you too.”
   “Well, Rys was going to ask me, or so he said, until he had to go on the startup weekend in Silicon Valley with his dad. It’s a pretty big deal apparently. Oh, and now he’s ‘friends’ with Mackenzie again, so who knows?”
   “Yes, well, I’d never expect Rys to put others before himself.”
   “Oh, Shiloh, we’re just friends. He’s so obviously going to be a player when he grows up. I’m really not that interested…”
   “Well, it’s pretty obvious he likes you…”
   “Maybe… sometimes I wonder if what Darcy said was true.”
  “Darcy does seem to have some good qualities and honesty is one of them. Have you noticed the way he looks at you?”
    “Who?”
   “Darcy Donovan.”
   “Oh.  Well, at first we really hated each other, then we just didn’t like each other at all, then we maybe grew to respect each other. And now…”
   “Now?”
   “Now, I think we are at a truce. We merely dislike each other after being forced to work together.”
   “If I didn’t like Ryan, I would have to say Darcy is the most handsome boy in school.”
   “He’d definitely agree.”
   “Well, I think, you are both alike. Both full of pride. That can make simple things complicated.”
   “Really, Shiloh? And what would I see if I were seeing clearly as you put it?”
   “Love.”
   Paige threw her sweater at Shiloh who was waiting for her sister outside the changing room.
   Just then her Shiloh’s text went off.
   Shiloh picked up her phone and squealed.
   “What is it?”
   “Ryan is coming with Mackenzie and me tomorrow.” The girls had planned to go to Third Street Promenade for lunch. “Mackenzie texted: he has something he wants to ask you!! She means me!”
   “Oh Shiloh, I knew he’d ask you!”
   “Now I just want Darcy to ask you!”

   “I sincerely doubt that’s ever going to happen.”

THE HOTNESS: A Modern Teen Pride and Prejudice (chapter thirty-seven: Truce)


Chapter Thirty-seven
Truce
Rys began by stating his topic: “Why I think Feminism has delivered on its promise…”
“Well, to start with,”  Rys flicked his hair in that way that so many girls found attractive, but irritated most of his teachers no end  “…to start with, this seems so obvious. Like most teenage boys, I’m probably more than a little bit clueless about how it feels to be… a girl….” Darcy laughed… the teacher gave him a warning glance and Paige glared at him momentarily.  “… but I have so many awesome female friends, that I know are not only my equal but often ten times better than me, at so many things,” Rys looked directly at Paige, who blushed when he said this. Darcy noted the moment and kicked the front of the chair in front of him – quite lightly but enough to make Mackenzie turn around and smirk.
    And on and on Rys went talking about how feminism had delivered by highlighting the basic superiority of women in so many areas! It was a little over the top – taking the topic to the opposite extreme, but it won him extra points with the majority female voters.
    When class ended after a heated discussion amongst both opposing teams the bell rang.
    The only person who, once again, hadn’t been paying attention to closing statements (because he’d been texting his sister again) was Darcy.  
   But Mrs Tartt wouldn’t let him go without a comment.
   “And what do you think, Mr Donovan?”
   “Huh? About what? Oh, well that was Rys and Mackenzie’s argument… I thought Mack did great.”
   “I’m asking whether you think it was better when males opened doors for females?”
   “Um… in some ways it was respectful and kind.”
   “Oh. Not sexist and condescending?” Paige asked.
   “Paige,” Mrs Tartt said, “you know not to speak out when it’s not your turn.”
   “Well, how can I not when his views are so obviously archaic?”
   “You don’t know that. I only said, it is considered a form of politeness to open doors for a woman.”
    “And what would you know about that?”
   “Oh, you know what I know Paige Bennet? It’s girls like you who punch above their weight that really give feminism a bad name!”
   Mackenzie laughed, she loved watching Darcy and Paige argue.
  “And it’s boys like you who make girls like me really want to…”
   At that point, Paige’s temper really got the better of her and she threw, actually threw her eraser at Darcy making the entire class shake their desks and chant “fight fight fight” as if there was about to be an all-out war.
    Mrs Tartt calmed the class and asked Paige and Darcy to stay back.
    “You know why I’m giving you both afternoon detentions, don’t you?”
    Darcy said nothing. Paige didn’t speak either. They were both hoping this – the one and only ‘incident’ of their junior year, wouldn’t affect their near perfect academic scores.
    Both Darcy and Paige wanted to go to UCLA. Well, Darcy was tossing up between that college and Oxford – where his grandfather went.
    Both stayed silent.
    “I’ve decided to pair you both up for next class. Here’s the topic. You can start work during detention.”

   For the first time, Darcy and Paige looked at each other – speechless.