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Bits and Pieces Chapter Six (NC-17)
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�I just don�t
get it�� Paige poked at the sad looking
begonia and sighed. �I watered it, gave it sunlight��
�And loved
it and petted it and called it George[1],�
Theresa chimed in, her voice thick and drawling, a mockery of her Paige�s
accent. �Let it go Paige� It�s gone to
plant heaven now.�
�How do you
know?� Sam asked, yawning widely. �Maybe it was really bad and went to plant
Hell��[2]
Paige made
an offended noise low in her throat. �I�ve
got a green thumb! I don�t understand�
HEY!� With a quick plucking motion, she
pulled a green worm off one of the leaves.
�That little bastard! How dare it!�
Theresa
rolled her eyes and took the begonia from Paige�s hands. �Yes, the worms are all plotting against you,
conspiring to destroy any houseplant you might set your sights on� it�s a vast
conspiracy, Paige, designed to drive you mad! Mad I tell you!� Theresa threw her head back and cackled
maniacally, the sound drifting behind her as she carried the plant out of the
room and most likely to the patio off Emma�s kitchen.
�Your
girlfriend,� Paige said after a moment, �is insane.�
�She�s
Irish� I blame all that organ meat.� Sam
closed his book and yawned again. �Man,
I wish Emma wasn�t making us start classes right away. All I wanna do is
set up my room and then nap for six, seven days�� He stretched, reaching out to poke his sister
in the ribs. �What about you? Ain�t you tired from all this moving?�
�If moving
a few boxes was all it took to wear me out, I�d never have survived on the farm
as long as I did,� she responded tartly. �Sam��
�Yeeeeeeeeeeees?� he drawled when the pause went on almost
too long.
�Do you
think we did the right thing coming here?�
She tugged on an errant curl, staring off into space in the direction of
the marble mantel over the little-used fireplace in the Frosts� Great
Room.
�I don�t
think we did the *wrong* thing,� he replied carefully. �It�s not like we can�t
go back to Bayville if we wanted to� but I just wanted a change.� He chewed his lower lip thoughtfully for a
moment before adding, �I just wanted to get away from Weirdsville
and see if maybe this was any better.�
�Sort of
making sure freakish things don�t follow us,� she said quietly, not so much a
question as a statement. �Jono doesn�t seem happy here.�
�Jono doesn�t seem happy anywhere, Paige,� Sam retorted,
exasperation obvious in his voice. �You
can�t go livin� your life for him� he�s just a guy,
sis� He�s just a person.�
�And I
suppose you would�ve come to Boston
if Theresa�d stayed in Bayville?� She shot her brother a cutting glare. �I didn�t see you ditherin�
much when she announced that she was comin�.� She stood, yawning in turn and stretching up
on her toes. �See ya later, bubba� I�m
going to set up the cot for Kitty in my room.�
She did not give her brother a backwards glance as she traipsed lightly
from the room, pausing in the foyer to get her bearings. Superficially, Emma�s home bore a resemblance
to the Institute mainly due to it�s size and the period of architecture. After that, though, it was foreign soil for
Paige. She had gotten lost three times
in two days trying to find her room or the kitchen. Once she had ended up in Emma�s private
study, interrupting an intimate moment between the older woman and
Banshee. Neither had seen her but Paige
was certain Emma had been aware of her presence, despite the fact she
hightailed it out of there as fast as her legs would take her. Now she took a moment to orient herself
before heading down the long, marble tiled hall to her left. She had planned on going to her room but she
decided to seek Jono out instead. The hall led to a narrow doorway, once a
shaft for a dumbwaiter, which opened onto a set of stairs which would have
given most people pause before descending, but Paige went down without missing
a beat, not slowing until she reached the dark recesses at the bottom. �Jono? Hey� just me��
_* I know,
_* came the reply. He did not move from
his bed, nor did he shift to look at her.
He had wanted some alone time but Paige had once again sought him out.
She
frowned. She had the distinct impression
that he was sighing mentally, exasperated.
�Want me to leave you be, hon?�
_*If I said
yes, would you do it? *_
Paige
jerked in surprise. She had not expected
him to actually want her to go. �Well�
yeah.�
_*Yes. *_
She felt
tears pricking her eyes and a blush rising in her cheeks. She should have known, she thought as she
turned to head back up the stairs, that he would still be mad at her from the
week before. She should have known
better, she berated herself. _How stupid
can you be? Just because you�re ready to
try again doesn�t mean he is� And what�s this try again? You�re the only one trying� all he does is
mope! Paige, you can�t live your life
chasing after someone who doesn�t want you� or talking in third person� _ She blinked as she came into the bright
light of the hall again and sighed. New
voices in the foyer could only mean one thing. Professor Xavier had sent more
students. She smoothed her hair and
checked her reflection in the ornate mirror Emma had hanging midway down the
hall as she headed to greet the newcomers. Emma had been adamant about
presenting a pleasant, friendly atmosphere to the new students, mainly to
assuage any fears they might have after hearing about the Xavier institute in
the tabloids or news. She stopped short
when she reached the main hall and stared.
The woman talking to Emma was twirling something in her hands, her
entire posture screaming anger and hate.
Paige stared, unable to stop herself, until the woman turned to face
her, eyes narrowed under bony brows.
�What,� she
spat, �are you looking at?�

[1] Ah, not
only from the old Bugs Bunny cartoons, but a take off of Of
Mice and Men.

[2] I think
it was Daria that had a line like that. �Maybe it was
really bad and went to kitty hell instead��
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