Contrary to my other Jade point of view story, I Will this Alternate Universal story follows the song I've chosen this time.
Prompt: Ok, so it basically goes along Jade's lifeline, the song creating the prompts for the chapter, creating a song based fiction.
Enjoy! I don't think I'll have a relationship in here, but if I did, it'd be Jori of course.
AN/: Song: Marina & the Diamonds- OH NO!
Don't do love, don't do friends.
Jade's POV
As a child, I'd came to conclusion that you don't need friends. Like really, they're not going to help you graduate high school, nor college. So why bother? If anything, they're going to bring you down. In any situation, that's what I came to as a conclusion. That's just how it is for me now.
So every morning I wake up, shower, address my hair, and makeup, then pull out my attire for the day. That's my morning schedule, like clockwork, always leaving the house at exactly 7:20. That gives me 10 minutes to make it to Jet Brew, and sit and have a muffin and coffee for about another 10 minutes. By then it's about 7:40, and I leave, making it to school at 7:55. Wonderful life right?
As I walk into the awaiting building, with my onyx combat boots, and matching hair with mint streaks. It's my second week attending this school, so I'm not too known, but I received a few compliments at the showcase. I get a few glances, and twice as much stares as I walk down the slightly filled hallways. A few people nod to me, and I'll slightly nod back, making a bee line for my scissor stabbed locker.
"Hi!" I hear behind me, I don't look back as I situate my books in my messenger bag dangling from my left arm. They probably weren't talking to me..
I feel a light tap on my shoulder, and I then turn around to be met with the biggest brown eyes, and the reddest hair. "Hi!" I hear again, and take notice that it's coming from her mouth. "My names Cat! Not like the real Cat, because I'm not a Cat...my hair's red!" The voice says again, and I raised my pierced brow at this. She has the biggest smile, and it's infectious. "CAT!" screams a voice, and then appears a boy, with a short, low tied, floppy ponytail. He is kinda tan, like a Canadian tan, and pretty tall.
He's wearing a plain white shirt, under a gray sweater that's long in the back, and shorter in the front. His legs are covered by black jeans, and black chucks. "I'm sorry if she's bothering you..she uh-" The unnamed boy begins to sputter, at the appearance of me.
" She's fine." I say reassuring him. "Right...oh! I'm Beck.." The boy who appears to be named Beck says. He sticks his tan hand out, and I give it a light shake.
"She can be a little er-" Beck starts as another voice cuts in.
"Baabe!" says a girl who round the corner. She's tan as well, and way overly dressed. She comes to a halt, and says, "Who's that." she then points her finger at me, looking at beck.
"Treen, this is...-" Beck says, then turning to look at me gesturing for me to reveal my name. "Jade." I say, and raise my brow at the girl called 'Treen' as she looks me up and down.
"Yea..well, come on or we're going to be late for class.." Trina says, grabbing her boyfriends hand, and drags him along, Cat bouncing behind. "Byyyee!" The red head girl says as she trumping behind the couple.
Strange..
I'm only after success..
"So! Who can explain to me...portraying the emotion of ..distraught?" Our interim synopsis teacher, Ms. Rue asks. I watch her as she scans the petite class, 12 in total, her gray eyes landing on me. "Ms. West?" I ponder for a moment, watching her as she waits with a brilliant, yet soft smile on her lightly tanned face. " The expression of distraught.. is portrayed by characters who have lost something with a value to them in the script. Or an expression of agita...tion.."Jade starts as she watches Ms. Rue walk up to the chalkboard that covers the wall in front of the class. She watches as Ms. Rue scribbles neatly in her perfect penmanship, the word, Agitation.
"Thank you Ms. West. That. Is the word I was looking for. Agitation, she repeats in her Cajun accent. "Mr. Lupella..." The lightly tanned Cajan says, turning sharply, her long wavy hair flowing behind her. "Can you tell me...a selection of characters in any movie, script atc. where the emotion Agitation...is evident?"
"Uhh...the bad guy?" Harry Lupella says. "Yes Harry...the antagonist, or the person causing the problem."
I watch as Ms. Rue then drags a light wooden stool, to the center of the class next to the makeshift stage. "Miss..." The lightly tanned cajun drags out, "Vega. To the stage." I follow Ms. Rue's line of vision to a girl in the first row, second seat. She's tanned, with a latin feel, and she has long chestnut colored hair. She stands and struts to the stage with her brown boots clicking along the way She has the biggest brown eyes, and they have this ..sparkle. The latin girl is wearing dark blue jeans, with a peach sheer shirt on top of a white camisole. "Miss Vega, an example of an antagonist." Ms. Rue says.
The girl Vega ponders for a moment, making the cutest face. Cute? I then snicker after a minute passes. "Hope it's a good one." I say so only she can hear, due to me being in front of her. I assume she hears me, because she squints her eyes as a playful smirks blooms on her face.
"Maleficent." The latin girl speaks with certainty.
"Perfect. Now..improv time Let's try to pull those all together hm?." Ms. Rue says. "Choose your poison if you will." Tori smirks bigger at this. She then peeks over the crowd, biting her lip. Perv. She almost pretends to scan the filled chairs, but can't help but notice when her caramel hues land on me. I stare as she opens her mouth to say, "West." I squint my eyes at the girl, but slide out of my seat, and steps up on the stage.
Oh No!