AN: I'm so, so sorry for the long wait. I've been busy with school and stuff. But it's getting better now, I promise! This chapter is like supershort, and I kinda hate it, but I hope you like it! Thanks to all of them who reviewed and read the first chapter. It means a lot!
ScissorsInDark
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
Jade's POV
It was after the last period and I felt really tired and slightly irritated. This school was just so… much. All the bright colors, the new classes and the weird people were just so overwhelming. There was this ugly, nerdy boy with curly hair that kept following me like a lost puppy. But I hadn't seen him in a while so I guessed my fist in his face was a good thing.
"Hey, Jade" I spun around just to see the guy from lunch and acting class. Ben? No, that's not it.
"Leave" I turned around and looked at my locker again. I'd just decorated it. Scissors and black. Perfect.
"Nice locker" He clearly didn't get the message.
"What do you want?" I looked at my black-painted nails as I spoke.
"Um…" He scratched the back of his neck nervously. Oh please! Not this guy too.
"If you're going to ask me out, the answer is NO"
He frowned a bit and looked at his shoes. " I wasn't going to ask you out…"
"Liar" I sighed. How hard was it to just admit it?
"I'm not" He said softly and met my gaze. I looked at him. Pretty long, dark, brown hair, warm cinnamon colored eyes, an irritating smirk on his face. Hot. I guessed he was the guy all the stupid girls at this place talked about. Apparently he was a really good kisser. And he thought he would get ME just by his looks and kissing skills. Ha! He'd wish he was so lucky!
I sighed again. "I'm bored. Go annoy someone else". To my surprise he actually did as I told him. Until he turned around again.
"But Jade?"
I groaned. Couldn't he just go? "WHAT?"
"Wanna hang out with the gang after school?"
"Nope. Now go somewhere I can't see you before I punch your face!" I answered him angrily. He rolled his eyes but stopped annoying me and walked away.
"Finally" I muttered to myself as I placed some books in my bag, slammed my locker shut and walked out of Hollywood Arts.
