YAAAY. I got a review. It's a start, right? So, thank you to Ouroboros Life! I'm working on the clarification. Hehehe. Anyway, here's chapter 2 :)
My cell phone chimed. Ugh, I thought. Who is that, and what do they want? I rolled over to the other side of my bed and picked it up, and it was a text from none other than Cat Valentine.
Hi Jadey! :3 wanna hang out 2day? Text back plezzzz! Luv ya xxxxxooooo
I threw my phone on the floor without sending a back a reply. "Arghhhhh!" I screamed. What was it, what was SO special about Cat that made me like this? I'm never like this. After Beck and I broke up, after that night when I left Tori's house with all of them playing that stupid poker game or whatever, sure I was sad, but I was still Jade. I was still tough. I was still undefeatable.
I wasn't weak.
And when I left Cat at the Asphalt Café yesterday, with her practically crying, I was strong. But when I got to my car, I was weak. I was crying. Jade West never cries. And yet, there I was. Bawling like a baby over something I didn't even understand. I grabbed a pillow and hurled it across the room. It hit my desk, which caused a paper to float down onto the floor.
Cat, Cat, Cat.
Why am I feeling like this? It's not like I love her or anything. I mean, sure I kissed her, sure, we fucked, but that was one night! And, we had a few drinks. At least I did. I don't know remember if Cat drank anything. We were at a party at Vega's house. God, it's surprising I can even remember anything from that night…
-One month ago, the night of the party at Tori's house-
Jade and Cat were sitting on the couch, while Beck, Andre, and Tori were in the kitchen. Robbie was setting up some decorations for the party. Jade took some bottles of beer and emptied them shortly. Cat took a sip, but made a face and proclaimed: "Its bitter! I don't like it!" Tori took a break from helping the boys fill up the coolers and looked over at Cat. "Cat," she said, "if you don't like it, don't drink it. You're bad enough normally, we don't need you drunk!" Cat's eyebrows shot up, and she yelled, "What's that supposed to mean?" Tori merely rolled her eyes. Jade shook her head, and looked at Cat. Cat sensed Jade's eyes on her, so she smiled.
Cat had feelings for Jade. It was no lie. Cat's had feelings for Jade since the 6th grade, when they met for the first time. But she didn't say anything. She wasn't allowed.
Cat was always fascinated with Jade; the way her eyebrow piercing moved whenever she'd roll her eyes, or the way her voice sounded when she wasn't mad, or the way her skin was so white. And Jade's breasts, too. Cat always liked them, because they were so big. Cat wasn't as stupid as she made herself seem, and Jade knew that. Cat used to be the smartest kid in her class, up till 7th grade. Then, when she entered Hollywood Arts and dyed her hair red, She wanted to change her personality too. So she took on the role of a 5-year-old. Cat wasn't nearly as innocent as everyone thought, either. It's not like she's ever had sex or anything, at least not until that night, but she knew plenty about it. Cat did have an older brother, after all.
Jade was still looking at Cat, and Cat was still smiling at Jade. And then Cat was kissing Jade. She expected Jade to pull back, or to slap her in the face, but since Cat was so in character, she didn't think Jade would care. And she didn't. Jade kissed Cat back. And then suddenly, they were in a room, kissing and running each others hands through the other ones hair, and taking off each others clothes. That night, Caterina Valentine lost her innocence, every last bit of it. As she came all over Jade's hand, she knew nothing would be the same.
And nothing was.
-End of flashback-
I got up and decided to get dressed, even though it was a Saturday. I stepped on something on my way to my bathroom, and I looked down. It was the piece of paper that fell from my desk. I picked it up, and looked at it. It was a picture of me and Cat, during the night of the Platinum Music Awards. I sighed.
Cat, Cat Cat.
I took a shower, and dressed in nice, tight, black leggings, a black tank top, and a black jacket over it. I looked at myself in the mirror, took off my jacket, and picked another one, the one with a lot of zippers and pockets. Better. I pulled on my boots, and checked the time. 11:13. I picked up my phone and texted Cat.
Reply: Lets meet Nozu 4 lunch. C u there at 11:45. And remember, I h8 waiting
I have got to get myself together. Cat, Cat, Cat.
