Jealous Starts With a J

Disclaimer- I'm a thirteen year old girl.

Jade sat cross-legged on her bed, absent-mindedly twirling a piece of her jet-black hair, looking down at her Pearphone, waiting for Beck to come pick her up so they could get coffee and head off to school. She didn't look up as she heard Beck enter her room, (he had a key to her house).

"Hey babe," Jade could hear amusement in his voice, which caused her to tear her eyes away from her game of Grumpy Gerbils, and look up at her boyfriend. He was holding a small piece of paper in his hands, and his eyes danced humorously.

Jade looked warily at him, wondering what he found humorous, had she forgotten to curl a piece of her hair? Was she wearing two different shoes? She glanced down at her feet, nope, same shoes, she ran her fingers through her hair, no straight pieces. Then she realized what that piece of paper in his hands was. It was her school picture from second-grade, which her mother had left on the counter last night. As the slow realization dawned on her face Beck's face broke into an even bigger smile.

"Give that to me!" Jade screeched as she made a dive for his hand, her Pearphone flying from her lap, he only held the shiny photo higher.

"So you were blonde?" Beck asked lightly, earning a glare from his girlfriend. Jade had ditched the cute girl look after fifth grade, dyed her hair brown, and even went as far as getting her eye brows darkened slightly, to hide her light locks. Her immediate reaction was to start an argument, to turn it around on Beck, and make it his fault.

"You would like that? Wouldn't you? To have some cute little blonde cheer leader as your girlfriend?"

Beck sighed as he thought, 'Here we go again.'

"That's not what I said." he said in a much kinder voice.

"You implied it!" Jade was still going at it.

"Look! I never said I preferred you as a blonde!"

"You were thinking it"

"Oh, so now you can read my mind?"

Jade looked stubbornly down at her lap, her dark tresses covering her pale skin. She knew she was about to lose this fight, and Jade West didn't accept loosing well, even if it was to Beck.

In one swift motion she was on her feet, her book bag slung over her shoulder, saying "I want coffee," and pretending there had never been an argument in the first place.

Beck sighed as he followed his crazy, neurotic, beautiful girlfriend out of her room, closing the door on the way out.

Hey! I had this idea after the Worst Couple, and decided to write about it, because it was all I could think about in class, which equals bad grades. Anyways, did you like it? Hate it? Love it? Click the pretty little blue review button on the bottom to let me know! I'm going to have cuter chapters about them, but this was just an example of a typical argument in the couple of Bade. If you guys have anything you'd like to see in this here story, let me know! Also, I have two question for y'all, after I get around to The Worst Couple, would you like it if I used Demi Lovato's song Fix a Heart? I was listening to it today, and thought it went well with their situation. Also, this is for anyone who lives in California, or has been to California, can rain there be cold? I'm not sure, and want to make it as realistic as possible.

Sorry for that ramble.

Xoxo Ari.