A/N - If I get a good response, I'll write a companion story about them finding the lists. :) So review!
Jade West, I love...
...your attitude. I can't match your tough girl attitude and while I don't really want to, it suits you so well—like a pretty dress.
...the fact you dye your hair. I am too self-conscious to do it myself but you do it with wild abandon. And it makes you look more beautiful...if possible.
...how you mock me. I'm no masochist but your teasing puts a smile on my face. It's almost like flirting and it always makes me feel all bubbly.
...your love of scissors. Some people love dogs, or pie, or beds. Some even like snakes. You like something completely off-the-chart and not because it's different, just because it's you.
...how you pull me into the janitor's closet to talk. It's not because I'm in a closed space with you or because I want to kiss you. No, it's because I'm the only one you really do that too. I'm special.
...the way you command me to do things. It makes it almost fun to obey even if the outcome isn't all that great. I mean, I never have anyone tell me what to do—a change in pace is nice.
...your skin. It's so light and pale, like porcelain. It gives the illusion that you are fragile. And while you aren't, the idea of it is pleasant.
...the way you cared for Beck. And Robbie. You're a good girlfriend. You got Beck a dog, and you really surprised us all with Robbie but you treated him right. You always treat your boyfriends well.
...how you come to me for help. You bemoan your daily existence as my roommate but you ask me for more advice than anyone else. And in a lot of ways I help you. I like to think of it as a thank you for being you.
...when you sleep on the couch. You always lay in the funniest ways like a cat. You drape yourself over everything in ways I could never imagine. And yet, somehow you're comfortable.
...your acting skills. My subpar talent is nothing compared to your ability to grab a crowd's attention. You can become anyone easily but I like it when you play your own characters or act out your own plays. I could never write my own screenplay. Just another of your many talents.
...how you retain your individuality. You won't let any one tell you how to act or dress, not even your daddy. You are you no matter what, and I find that very beautiful.
...that you care what your daddy thinks of you. It just shows that somewhere, deep under your hard callous skin, there's a human heart beating. It's just overall very sweet.
...your rigidness. I adapt well to situations—like water. You don't but change can be scary so I don't mind. It's nice to know that in thirty years you'll still be Jade West.
...that piercing in your eyebrow. I'm way too chicken to do it myself but you aren't afraid to. It's also kind of sexy in a bad girl way.
...your clothing. You wear black like it's going out of style and owe us all a favor. And you really are doing us a favor.
...how brave you can be. There are things you don't want to do or are afraid to do but you overlook those hindrances and move on. And you don't ask scared—fear is unflattering, I think.
...that your music is kind of scary. You could listen to lame classical or techno-pop. At least with your music, it can't get worst and you know what to expect. Plus, it has kind of grown on me.
...your eyes. I've never seen such an intense stare. It's like you see my soul. I wonder if you like what you see. I hope you do but I'll never ask.
...youre voice. Not your singing voice (which is fantastic) but you're regular voice. It's pretty, though with it you regularly mock me. Didn't I mention how I like your teasing? I'm weird… I know.
...how you lie. You think you're a good liar but I know better. You lie often. You eye twitches slightly and gives you away. But it's not nice to always hear the truth—the truth can be so boring sometimes.
...your coping mechanisms. Nothing is more adorable than you cutting up trashcans. I can't explain why I like it, it is just different, and different isn't so bad I guess.
...that this list is a secret. Though if you do read, understand that it's not a joke and I do love you, but I kind of hope you never see this—I think the rejection would be too much for me.
...you.
Love, Tori Vega