Chapter 2

Disclaimer: I don't own victorious

Jade's POV

"I'm going to miss you." Dad scooped me into a tight hug, by tight I mean really tight, like you felt all your internal organs being squeezed. It lasted for a few minutes before pushing him off. My dad narrowed his eyes at my action. He will miss me? I barely see him and even if I'm not going to London, I'll never see him at home. So there won't be any difference.

"Yeah, yeah" I dismissed the missing thingy with a wave and roll of eyes. "You're the one who wanted to send me in this stupid school anyway." I couldn't help but snapped. I've only gotten into a few fights (which I didn't start) and he'll send me to a stupid delinquent school. How fair is that?

He blew an exasperated sigh, his face contorted into an expression that I barely see. "Listen Jadelyn" I hated it when he uses my full name; I hated it when it reminds me about my bitch of a mother. He placed his hand on my shoulder and it took every part of my self control not to shrug it off and start yelling. "This is for your own good. I only care about you." Care my ass.

"The plane to London will be taking off in 20 minutes. If you are included in this flight, please enter the plane in less than 10 minutes." Someone announced. I saw dad got teary-eyed at the mention of my flight. He hugged me again but this time, I didn't protest, instead, I awkwardly hugged him back. We pulled away and he kissed me on the top of my head, gesturing me to leave. We bid our goodbyes and I went towards my plane.

Once I was already seated, a tear fell down to my cheeks. Remember when I said nothing will be different? How wrong I was. Of course everything will be different. I may not admit it but I will miss that old man. He is the only parent figure I saw in my entire existence.

You might be wondering where the hell my mother is. Well for starters, I don't call her mom, I call her bitch. When I was young, probably still a baby without any care in the world; that bitch left us because dad isn't rich and went off with a man who is richer. Dad was so devastated and started working so he could be rich too. And now, we are rich and I want to stick my tongue out to the bitch who brought me in this world.

My heart broke every time I hear my dad's soft cries and he was looking at the picture of that bitch. He still loves her and for me, that's pathetic. I mean, why would you still love the woman who broke your heart because you're not rich? And luckily, luck isn't on my side because I look like that bitch, except for my hair and skin color because bitch is a Blondie and she has a tanned skin.

I hated that bitch. If she didn't leave us, dad wouldn't be a workaholic. I wouldn't get in trouble for seeking Dad's attention and if I don't get in trouble, I won't be going to this stupid boarding school in London.

See how many troubles that bitch brought to me?

XxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxX

Many hours of flight later, my plane landed and I am willing to get out. My butt ached because of sitting for multiple hours. I really hate flying, and the food here is disgusting.

When I exited the airport, the airport, the cold breeze of London air hit me like a ton of bricks, making me shiver from its coldness. I ignored the cold air and hailed for a cab, when I told the driver the place where I was going, he gave me the look that I always see from people.

"Are you going to stand there, gawking like an idiot or better yet, take me at that stupid school already?" I snapped. I am already tired and I don't want to take any crap from people, especially from a taxi driver.

He took my bags and placed it on the trunk but before sending me an icy cold glare. I just glared at him. I entered the passenger's seat and I could feel him watching my every move. Bitch please, I am not going to murder him!

"Where to?" He asked with a polite voice but you could still hear the edge in his tone. I think he was waiting for me to bring out a gun and shoot him.

"Didn't I tell you already?" I saw him roll his eyes and snorted before driving.

XxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxX

"That would be $50 (AN. I don't know the currency in London so I'm using $ for now)." He stated and I grabbed my wallet and handed him a 50. I was supposed to give him a $100 but since he is so rude, I decided against it.

I turned to look at my new school. All I could see is a normal school. Concrete white walls, ivory gates and the students looked normal to me; they don't look like a psychopath that will eat me in my sleep. Well except for him.

He is looking, no, more like glaring at me. His eyes showed disgust and anger towards me. Normally, I would march up to him and yell at him on how rude he was being towards me, and I'll rant about how about my family name and I could buy and sell him but I didn't. I stayed frozen on the spot. Something churned inside of me when I saw his intense stare. I didn't know why but I felt hurt, and I don't even know him!

I ignored him and lingered my gaze towards to this redhead who appears to be walking towards me. She gave me a small smile and I look at her, confuse. It's not the kind of smile that looks like: 'I'm-a-cannibal-and-I-will-eat-you-when-you-sleep smile, instead it looks like: 'let's-be-friends smile.

What I don't get is why everything seems normal here (except for the glaring guy that looks like he wanted to kill me), isn't this suppose to be a delinquent school?

"I'm Cat Valentine" the redhead introduced and I nodded my head. "Welcome to Frisian, a boarding school for delinquents."

"Jade West" I answered. She smiled brightly at me that showed her pearly white teeth.

"Cool. You're new right?" She asked and I nodded. She smiled again. Why is this chick smiling? Isn't she supposed to scowl and rant about her murdering me? Not that I want that, but still! "I'll show you around."

XxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxX

Cat and I are loitering around the campus. She showed me my dorm room and it turns out she is my roommate. Now she is telling me to stay away Hope Quincy because she is a huge BITCH. "What are you in here for?" I asked her and her smile faded.

"That's not a question you're suppose to ask to students here." Something in her tone made my curiosity perk up, but I didn't pry. Her statement screams privacy and I saw her not smiling.

"Is it serious?" I asked and she nodded. "You're not sent here because of being a trouble maker?" She looked at me as if I'm an alien.

"No" She stated and I felt her emotions, mostly anger and sadness. "If your parents sent you here because you're a trouble maker that means that you're parents are really uptight. Students here are more than petty trouble makers Jade."

AN.

So I finally updated! Who do you think is the one glaring at Jade? And what do you think is Cat's reason for being in a delinquent school? What do you think about Jade's past?

REVIEWS

FOLLOW

FAVORITE