I found it very stupid of Vega to keep her window unlocked. Someone could sneak in and start poking around in her room. And that's exactly what I was doing.
Tori's room was a light purple color and the light that illuminated the room made the walls more of a darker blue. Her bed was next to the window. It was the same color as her walls with large pillows on top of one another. Her guitar sat on its stand next to the bed. It was a shiny black color and looked a little too big for the younger Vega. A desk sat across from the bed with a black notebook and a pen on top. I figured it might be Tori's diary so I decided to snoop a little.
I lifted the book from the desk and opened to the most recent page. It wasn't a diary, it was a song book. The page was dented, with a small amount of teardrops. "Unspoken", I read at the top of the dented paper. Something else caught my eye; it was small, but large enough for me to read. "For Jade West", maybe it's just one of those song where she says how much she hates me. I started reading her work, but I stopped at the second line, "So beautiful", no way, Tori Vega thought I was beautiful? Did I think likewise? Maybe I do, I've caught myself constantly staring at her lately.
I read the rest of the song, shocked at each word she wrote down. It expressed her feelings; feelings for me. When I finished, I set the book back on the desk and collapsed in the wheelie chair. With my face buried in my hands, I started thinking about the music I just read. She loved me; Tori Vega was in love with me. Was the universe messing with me or something? The girl I had been falling for these past couple of months loved me back.
I heard the Latina say my name downstairs. I guess that was my cue to leave the room.
"Jade's here" Beck said. I felt guilty. I loved him, yes, but I was falling harder for Tori.
"I'm here" I said coming down the stairs. I caught the Latina's eye when she started questioning me.