Three
Rex has been half seriously dating these two Northridge skanks for almost three weeks now. No one, not even Robbie can believe it's lasted this long. Northridge girls rarely hang around for more than a week and Rex seems to have the attention span for girls that Cat does for… most topics. And yet, it's been nineteen days.
Which unfortunately means that they're around all the fucking time. Jade's just about had it with their giggling and flirting with Rex. It's pathetic. She's not sure what's worse that these girls are apparently dating a puppet or that the rest of them just accept it as normal.
They're hanging out at Tori's just watching TV and the skanks are there too. Rex texted them. Jade ordered Robbie to keep the girls away, but probably should have known better than to leave any sort of responsibility to Robbie, especially in relation to Rex.
Jade lets out another loud sigh and Tori chuckles lightly, snuggling further against her, as if that will calm her down. Actually, it might if they were alone, but since there are seven other people in the room, all it does is remind Jade that they're definitely not alone. So she just grumbles to herself.
She hears Tori laugh softly and half punches her in the arm, which is difficult considering how they're intertwined. Tori huffs in exaggerated pain and pouts until Jade kisses her lightly on the lips.
A while later as Jade is returning from the bathroom, she overhears the skanks gossiping in the hallway.
"…believe those two?"
"I know, they're so sad and pathetic."
"Rexy said he hung out with some odd people, but I don't know if I can be around thosepeople."
"Yeah. Especially that Tori girl."
"Yeah, I don't get her. What is her deal? She's just so… I don't know. But that Jade chick should so get back with the Canadian. They're totally hot together."
"Right. Their babies would be like fucking gorgeous."
"I know right. And it's not like…"
Jade listens until they're gone, both her hands making fists so tight that she breaks the skin of her palms with her nails. She doesn't care. Nobody, but especially not some Northridge skanks get to judge her or Tori. Or talk about Jade having babies with Beck.
Jade's done. She put up with those bitches, like she does Rex, for Robbie's sake, but those skanks just insulted Tori in her own house. Not acceptable.
…
When Jade returns to the living room, the skanks are at the table, chatting with Rex and because of proximity, Robbie. Grinning, Jade saunters over to Tori, still on the couch and leans over the back to kiss her. Except, she grabs Tori's shirt and holds her in place as she kisses her possessively. Jade only pulls away when she can't take anymore of Beck pointedly clearing his throat.
"What was that for?" Tori whispers, still looking a little dazed.
"Cause I can," Jade smirks.
"Lucky me."
Jade straights up as she lets go of Tori's shirt. She then looks directly at the skanks and her grin becomes menacing. Robbie happens to glance over and gulps at the look in her eye. Unfortunately for him, Rex is still talking to the blonde skank and doesn't notice. Robbie tries to interrupt Rex so he can jump out of the line of fire, but Rex ignores him.
"Excuse me," Jade interrupts.
"Uh oh," Rex says. "What's up?"
"I'd really like to talk to these two a moment," Jade says a little too sweetly.
"Um…"
"Sure, Jade," Robbie says, jumping up and offering his chair.
"Oh no thanks," Jade says. "I'd rather have the discussion outside. If that's all right."
The skanks look at each other for a moment and then shrug. "Whatever," the redhead says. They both stand and walk out the front door.
Everyone else watches in fearful anticipation as Jade follows and closes the front door with a gleeful grin.
Once the door is firmly shut, Jade leans against it, causally. "So. You two think it's fun to gossip about us like we're more pathetic than you losers."
"Just because we're from Northridge, doesn't mean we're losers," the blonde defends.
"No, I'm pretty sure it's because the two of you are dating a fucking puppet," Jade retorts.
"Yeah. But Rex is a kick. And ripping on Robbie is fun," the blonde replies.
"Too bad. Because I don't ever want to see your pathetic little faces around ever again."
"Please, we're not scared of you," the redhead scoffs. "We go school with actualdelinquents."
Jade's grin grows. "I was hoping you'd say something like that."
…
When Jade returns, everyone else is sitting very still on the couch, staring at the front door.
"Hey," Jade says, before plopping back onto the couch next to Tori.
"Hi," Tori replies, cautiously.
"Um…where's Cindy and Louise?" Robbie asks.
"They had to go," Jade tells them. "Real shame too."
"Not really," Tori mutters.
Jade's smirk grows.
"And, uh, will we be seeing them again?" Beck asks.
"Probably not," Jade replies.
"Hey," Rex says. "You don't get to ruin my chance at a threesome!"
"That is wrong on so many levels," Beck grumbles.
"I'm not touching that one," Andre mutters.
"What are you going to do about it, Rex?" Jade questions.
"If I wasn't attached to this loser…" Rex replies.
"Uh huh," Jade says. "Keep telling yourself that."
"What'd you do to them anyway, Jade?" Cat asks. "It was really kinda loud out there for a moment."
"Oh, I just gave them a quick lesson on what happens when Northridge girls come into my territory and insult my girl."
"When did they insult me?" Tori asks.
"Behind your back," Jade informs her.
"Oh."
"Like you weren't talking trash about them, either," Rex says.
"Yeah, but I wasn't doing in their own god damn house," Jade retorts.
"True," Andre says. "That's kinda not cool."
"I can't believe you were defending my honor," Tori gushes. "That is just so…"
"It's sweet and adorable and charming," Cat pipes up.
"Yeah," Beck says. "Who are you and what did you do with Jade?"
This earns him a hard elbow to the kidney.
"Jade, be nice," Tori scolds.
"He knows how possessive I am," Jade replies. "I don't know why he's surprised by anything I do."
"Please," Beck groans. "You're like a freaking cipher."
"Jade doesn't own a surfboard," Cat interjects.
Everyone turns to look at Cat.
"What are you talking about little red?"
"Jade doesn't surf," Cat replies. "So she can't be a surfer."
"A cipher," Tori says.
"It means she's secretive," Beck adds.
"Oh," Cat says. "Yes, she is."
"Jesus," Jade groans. "Can we please just watch some TV or something?"
"Good idea," Andre says.
Jade resumes her position wrapped around Tori and hopes they don't choose anything too stupid to watch.