hiiiiii. I've been itching to write this for months actually... I'm just writing it now! It's a little different from everything else I've written before, so I hope you guys enjoy this!

umm... Cas is an erk. hehe.

Disclaimer: I do not own Victorious.

I glanced at myself in the mirror, eyeing my appearance up and down. I took a couple deep breaths as I fixed my hair, making sure that each strand was in perfect place. I tilted my head, getting the strange feeling that something was missing; I felt almost incomplete. My eyes flew to my neck, finding the empty space that was calling for attention. I smirked, mocking my ignorance. My fingers grazed the smooth surface of the cool dresser as I walked toward the bed.

I took a seat and crossed my legs before picking up a small object on my dresser. I smiled as a few high notes rang through my ears, singing to me. I pulled out a sterling silver locket engraved with the words: Jaded In Everything Except Nothing. The corners of my mouth twitched, and I couldn't help but smile as I saw it glisten in my reflection in the mirror in front of me.

I fixed my hair once again before walking gracefully down the stairs… well as gracefully as you can when you've been described as a "cold-hearted bitch" your whole life. I rolled my eyes at the thought and fixed my hair yet again. I let out a deep breath, listening to my heels click against the hardwood flooring as I made my way to the kitchen. I saw my step-mother staring at me in awe. I looked at her before quickly turning away. Hm, she doesn't look wasted today… Interesting. "Jade," my father greeted.

I sat down and took a sip of my coffee. "Dad," I replied. I took another sip of my coffee before standing back up the very next second. "Well, that was nice. I'm leaving," I rolled my eyes. I walked out of the kitchen, ignoring my step-mother's pleas for me to stay for breakfast for once. I strode past a mirror and came to an immediate stop. I stared into it carefully, placing my hair to perfection before raising an eyebrow and walking out.

Again, the corners of my mouth itched to rise, and I let them. I walked to the car that was parked on the driveway and climbed in. "Top of the morning to you," my best friend winked and waved. I rolled my eyes, pulling the passenger's mirror down and fixing my hair yet again. My eyes traced every centimeter, looking for anything misplaced. I felt someone's hand covering mine. My eyes tore away from the mirror and fell onto him. "Would you please stop? You look fine." His eyes were pleading while mine rolled.

I sighed and closed the mirror in front of me. "Fine, I'll stop… for now," I sighed. I took another sip of coffee and flipped my hair lightly. "How's… what was her name again? Veronica, or whatever?" I asked, not really caring much about the girl. Beck sighed as he made a right turn. "Where are you going? Hollywood Arts is that way…" I pointed out.

Beck looked at me quickly and shrugged. "Well… her name is Tori, short for Victoria. And we're taking her to school today," he smiled almost too excitedly. "Please be nice, Jade. She's special to me. She's different from all the other girls I've dated. I'm happy," he smiled.

I rolled my eyes and absentmindedly fiddled with my necklace. "Yup, all those other girls… like… wait, there are none," I teased. Beck's car came to a full stop in front of a modern-looking house. I raised an eyebrow, watching as the skinny girl skipped down the driveway. "And please don't say something stupid like, 'Jade, you're just saying that because you've never felt love like this since you haven't dated anyone. I'm sooooo in love, blah, blah, blah.' Honestly, it sounds so stupid." Lie. I winced and took another sip of my coffee before glancing at the girl again.

She had a stupid smile on her face. Ah, time to break her. This is a good morning, indeed. "Morning, Beck. Jade," she smiled. I raised my eyebrows quickly and let them fall. A smirk was teasing me, almost forming, but I hid it well. I saw Tori texting on her obnoxiously pink PearPhone. A couple of seconds later, my own phone vibrated. I took it out and felt the urge to slap her and laugh at her.

From: Veronica… or whatever her name is.

Beck! Tell the witch to move the back so that I can sit in the front!

Xoxo, Tori

I took in a deep breath and pulled the girl close to the window. "You listen to me, Cheekbones. I have been Beck's best friend since we were four years old. This seat, the one that my butt is sitting upon, yeah, this one," I pointed, "has been reserved for me since then. So please, Veronica, head to the backseat. Give it up; you can't win." I smirked, flipping my hair again.

She shot Beck a look, but Beck only shrugged. I win again. She sighed and hopped into the backseat of the car. "Jade, I told you to be nice!" Beck whispered. I shrugged as I pulled the mirror down again, moving all stray hairs away from my face. "I thought I told you to stop fixing your hair! You look fine!" he sighed. I rolled my eyes and shoved the mirror away before glaring at Veronica through the reflection. I sipped my coffee as I watched the cars go by. I always win.

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