Jade, contrary to popular belief doesn't do drugs. She doesn't smoke, she doesn't drink, she doesn't lose herself in cheap meaningless sex. She values her voice too much to risk ruining it just to look cool, her body too much for some momentary high, and her self too much for a cheap thrill. Besides she spends most of her time with Cat and Beck, one who was a natural high in and of herself and the other who thought she was perfect and treated both his and her bodies like temples.
She wasn't the tortured cliché that people thought she was. Thinking back on it, Jade had a pretty normal childhood. She wasn't poor, but she wasn't rich. Her parents made good money, but didn't flaunt it. Sure, her parents worked a lot, and she was home alone often, but they weren't abusive. They didn't get drunk and beat her; they didn't blow all their money on drugs and sex. They were normal, middle class, white, Americans. Sometimes there would be times when Jade wished things were different, that her parents gave a damn about her, that it wasn't her older brother Nathan who basically raised her; but those days were few and far between. She couldn't change the past and whining about it wouldn't do any good.