Here we go, another chapter.

The relationship prgrosses, but our girls are once again met with slight difficulties along the way.

Jade's Mom is fun to write.

Please review, let me know what you think!


Flustered Vega is a captivating one.

She was literally considering escaping through the window so as not to face my mother. Granted, I did the same thing with her sister, but I was forced to run.

I couldn't care less about what Trina thought, but I very much cared for Tori's wishes.

Man, am I pussy whipped or what?

Right now, the girl that unknowingly had me whipped was full of queasiness as she slowly made her way down the staircase.

"You know, on second thought, it's not that high of a fall," she said, turning back and trying to make a run for it.

"Vega, you're afraid of heights," I reminded her once again, grabbing her elbow so she stayed put. "The only way you jump out of that window is if I push you, and that's not happening."

"You were all for pushing me when I had to do that stunt!" She hissed, struggling to break free.

I didn't reply, instead practically dragging her down to the dining room.

Yeah, I have a dining room. My parents are kinda loaded. Not that I cared much for their money. They never did care for me anyway.

Although the past year my mother dearest suddenly realized that she actually had a daughter, and ever since then she was trying to 'rebuild the connection'.

That's how I got a shrink, by the way. After a particularly violent reaction to her awakened motherly feelings for me.

At least now she's not annoying me with her constant presence and questions. Mother has taken to a new tactic of slowly but surely defrosting my heart, and I'm ashamed to say that it was working. We've come to a certain understanding.

Mom has got quite the brains. She didn't get all those money for nothing.

As we entered, the heavenly smell of freshly made waffles floated through the air. My stomach growled at that, and I instantly realized how hungry I was.

My body called out for much needed calories. Guess I had to rebuild the strength that was spent on all the sex.

I glanced at Vega to see her practically drooling at the sight of food. It was nothing exceptionally fancy; waffles on a big plate and cut-up fruit with a pitch or orange juice, but right now it was the best food ever to our hungry eyes.

"Hello, girls," Mom chose this moment to walk in, an annoying smirk so similar to mine adorning her features. "Please, by all means, help yourselves," she gestured at the table before coming to sit gracefully.

I went up to the table, together with Vega who complied after I gave her a slight push forward.

"E-everything looks amazing, Mrs. West," Vega stammered, sitting on the edge of her seat and nervously squeezing her fork.

"Thank you, um?..."

"Tori," the now blushing Vega let out. "Tori Vega, ma'am."

"It's nice to meet you, Tori. My name is Jasmine West." Mom politely replied, glancing at me, her smirk growing wider. "Would you like some waffles?"

Tori nodded, no doubt feeling embarrassed beyond belief, and reached over to put some waffles on her plate.

"So mother," I quickly cut in to save at least some of Tori's dignity. "How was your trip?"

"It was quite alright, thank you very much," she replied, sipping at her coffee. "How was your week?"

"…Eventful," I got out cautiously, stealing a glance at Vega and catching her doing the same to me.

"I'd say," mother chuckled, noticing the exchange. "So Tori," she addressed Vega who looked like she wanted to be anywhere but here. "How do you know Jade?"

"We go to school together," Vega replied in a small voice.

"'Tori' is short for 'Victoria', right?" Mother kept the investigation, eyeing Tori with curiosity.

I let out a silent groan. I fucking knew it was gonna happen.

See, Mom knew all about my sexuality and my occasional one-night-stands with various girls that took place every time I broke up with Beck, and then continuously after we separated for good. At first we were having constant yelling matches, with her threatening to cut me off if I didn't stop sleeping around. In response, I went even further.

Yeah, there might have been light drugs involved. I hate to be another statistic, but I went full 'angry teen', doing the exact opposite of what I've been told.

But my mother is a smart woman, and I guess she decided to just trust me. We had the talk, where she admitted that I was already an adult and capable of making decisions for myself.

I still think she's so cool with this because the chances of me getting pregnant are less than zero, but whatever.

But no matter how accepting Mom turned out to be, I had one strict rule that was never to be broken, and Vega was shattering it to pieces by simply being here.

I never allowed anyone to stay the night.

That was why Mom could barely contain her curiosity and, dare I say, glee. She thought Tori was someone special.

Which she was, but Tori herself didn't know about it yet, and I had to do something before Mom ruined it for me.

"Would you look at the time," I exclaimed, wiping my mouth off with a napkin hastily. "We're so late."

Tori gratefully jumped to her feet, nodding.

"Girls, you have about forty minutes," mother informed us, amused.

"Yeah, but we have an assignment that we need to hand in before classes," I lied smoothly. "Performing arts school, what can you do right, okay, gotta go!"

"Ah, of course," Mom drawled, squinting at me. "I assume you have time to help me clean up, Jadelyn. Tori, I suppose you need to retrieve the supplies from Jade's room?"

Tori got the hint and squeaked out a 'yes, ma'am' before sprinting upstairs, leaving me alone with my mother.

Traitor.

"Alright, mother, I know you're bursting with questions," I sighed, facing her. "Fire away."

"She seems like a nice girl," mother commented. "Is it the same Tori you tortured for past two years?"

"How did you…"

"School counselors talk, Jade," she replied, raising to her feet and collecting plates. "They also call parents to inform them about their child's abnormal fascination with making someone's life a living hell."

"Why you never mentioned that to me?" I asked, baffled. She shrugged.

"Last year Jasmine was a very different woman from who I am today," mother said with a hint or regret coloring her tone. "And you tamed before I had the chance to do something about it." She smirked at me. "Now I know exactly why you stopped harassing the poor girl."

"Actually, we weren't…" Weren't what? Dating? Going out? Fucking? I doubt I can say that to Mom. "…an item until two days ago," I finished, cringing at my choice of words.

"I see," she motioned at me to take the food to the kitchen, following close behind. "Well your relationship progressed awfully fast, judging by her neck," she remarked teasingly.

I almost missed the shelf and barely managed to catch he plate with fruit before it crashed to the floor.

"Mom, oh God, you didn't just say that," I mumbled, feeling awkward as hell.

"Just tell me one thing," she gently placed her hands on my shoulders, turning me around so I was facing her. "Is she like all the others?"

I sighed and slowly shook my head no.

"I figured as much," mother said, smiling. "Now tell me this: do you like this girl?"

I looked at Mom, sighing again before answering:

"I'm… in love with her."

Mom's happy smile almost made me go blind.

"Oh, Jade," she drew me in for a hug, placing a kiss on top of my head. "I'm so glad you finally found someone."

"It's not that simple," I distanced myself to rain on her parade. "We're not… I don't know if she feels the same way."

"Jade," she laughed. "Girls like Tori don't do casual sex."

"Mom!" I exclaimed, thrown off by the fact she just said that word.

"You're missing the point here," she chuckled. "I'm fairly certain that the feeling is mutual."

"How would you know? Sure, Tori looks like Goody Two Shoes, but looks are deceiving."

"Jade, I'm one of the best lawyers in this country and several others," she replied. "I read people for a living."

Yeah, I guess she had a point.

"Alright. Thanks, Mom."

She smiled like she usually did every time I called her 'Mom' instead of accustomed cold 'mother'.

"Now let's go before Tori decides to flee."

I began to laugh before realizing that the possibility of that happening was very likely.

Fortunately, Vega showed some guts and was waiting patiently, albeit fidgety, on the couch in the living room.

Surprisingly, she was dressed in her usual school clothes, with skinny jeans hugging her hips and a purple shirt hanging from her right shoulder, leaving it bare.

Well, most probably she didn't walk here in her heels and a garter belt.

How did she walk here? She didn't know where I lived.

Actually, many questions were rising up now.

"Alright girls, you have fun," mother stated, walking us to the door.

"It's a school," I remarked coolly.

"As long as it's not a law school, you can still have fun there," she winked, and I watched in fascination as Tori's face burned brighter than a tomato.

Oh right. Mother just unknowingly made a reference to our sexcapade in the closet. Oops.

"It was a pleasure to meet you, Tori," mother turned to Vega, smiling. "I would like to have you at dinner sometime."

"It's very nice of you, Mrs. West," Vega smiled a bit awkwardly. "I would love to."

"Then it's settled! I will have Jade tell you the date and time," Mom replied, ignoring my pointed looks. "Bye girls, and drive safe!"

The door closed as we turned our backs to it, walking to my car.

"Your car's not here?" I asked Vega, unlocking mine.

"Oh God, Jade, that was a disaster!" She rushed out frantically, completely ignoring my question. "I don't even know what has gotten into me. Usually I'm great with parents!"

Great with parents as in boyfriend/girlfriend parents? Did she think of it as 'meeting a possible girlfriend's mom'?

"I mean, even Andre's grandmother loves me, and the woman is crazy!"

Oh, so she meant that in general sense. Color me disappointed, because that's what I was.

"Jesus, Vega," I chuckled, opening a door for her and watching her get in. "What's got your undies in a twist?"

"Are you for real?!" Jeez, the girl had quite a set of lungs on her. "I… We-we had sex, and she knew that we did! An-and then…"

"And then what?" I smirked. "Tori, don't make a big deal out of it. Yes, Mom knew we had sex, and she's okay with it. She clearly liked you, what more do you need?"

"I-she liked me?" Tori wore a confused frown. "Are you sure? I mean, I corrupted her daughter."

"Yeah, first of all, a bunny has more chances corrupting someone than you, and I'm sure mother knows you were the one being… corrupted," I drawled, wiggling my eyebrows at her. She huffed. "And secondly, she invited you to dinner – that says a lot in my book."

"She never invited others?"

I froze, gripping steering wheel tightly and giving Vega a quick glance. She sat looking right ahead, emotionless mask on her face as her lips formed a thin line.

I don't know why, but I was extremely uncomfortable talking about my one-night stands with her.

It may seem stupid, but it felt like I was cheating, somehow.

"She never met them," I answered in a smooth tone, hoping it covered the nervousness I was feeling. "No one stayed the night."

I could feel her intense gaze on me, but I kept silent, staring ahead and letting her draw conclusions by herself. I didn't want to step over the line here and scare her away.

Ringing broke the silence, snapping Vega out of her staring contest with my temple.

"Oh no, it's Trina… Um, hey sis!" she exclaimed with fake enthusiasm.

I couldn't make out the words older Vega was saying, but the shrillness of her voice was enough for me to cringe.

"Calm down… No, I – Trina, let me… Trina!" Vega facepalmed while her annoying sister continued to rant about something.

"I just had a sleepover! At Jade's. Did too! Yes we're friends! Since last year – you know what, I don't have to explain myself to you. What? No way Dad's mad, I left him a note."

I admired Tori's patience as I drove. Living with Trina for eighteen years… I would have committed murder in pre-school.

"You what?!"

On second hand, now I know the shrillness is a family trait.

I almost swayed on the road from the unexpected outburst.

"Trina, what the hell! You had no right telling him that!" I stole a quick glance at Vega to find her completely furious. "That does it, Trina!" She ended the call, forcefully pressing on the screen.

"Touchscreens totally robbed us of opportunity to take the rage out," I commented lightly with my eyes still on the road. "Flip phones were much more dramatic."

She sighed.

"Sorry you had to hear that. It's just – she's unbelievable!"

"Whoa Vega, what'd she do, stole your Cuddle Me Cathy again?" I inquired.

"Much worse," she groaned, pinching the bridge of her nose. "She told Dad that I spent the night with a guy. I hope he didn't believe her, but I still need to explain myself," she let out a defeated sigh. "Can you drop me off at my house? We still have around… thirty minutes."

"I could back you up if you want," I offered. "You did spend the night at my house, after all. Although I have a feeling we should omit just what exactly you did there," she swatted at my arm. ""Which was me. You did me, I mea-"

"I got that!" She exclaimed, interrupting me.

I laughed.

While we were making with the small talk, the road leaded us to Vega's house. I parked nearby, watching Tori squirm in her seat.

"Vega. We're here," I informed her.

"I know, I just don't know what to expect when I walk in here."

We finally got out of the car and went up to the door.

"Oh, by the way, you probably want to tuck the whip in your bag," I commented, smirking.

"Dammit Jade!" Tori hastily pushed the item down, zipping up her shoulder bag and clinging to it tightly. "Why didn't you-"

"She's here!" Trina swung the door open, eyeing Tori with suspicion. "What the heck is she doing here?" The annoying Vega sibling asked with a lip curled in disgust, pointing at me.

"I'm here to cut you," I announced with a sickly sweet smile. Trina shivered.

"Freak."

"M'hija," Mr. Vega called out from the kitchen. "Where've you been all night?"

"Daddy, I don't know what Trina told you, but it's nothing like that!" Tori exclaimed, storming into the living room after giving her sister a nasty glare.

I followed her calmly, observing the situation with amusement.

"I figured as much," her dad chuckled at disheveled Tori. "My baby girl knows better than that, doesn't she?"

Oh, she does, Mr. Vega. She does.

Man, I'm bad.

"Now, where did you spend the night?" Trina threw an accusation at Vega.

"At my house," I spoke up melancholically. "I'm Jade West, Mr. Vega. You probably remember me as one of the kids who ruined your anniversary with Mrs. Vega."

"Ah, yes, the scissors girl," he smiled. "Alright, Tori, you know I trust you. But I'm still disappointed that you didn't tell me where you were going. Next time leave a note, okay mi vida?"

"Si Papi," Tori replied apologetically. "Lo siento, te juro que no lo volvere a hacer."

I bit down on my lip with force at the sudden rush of arousal. When Tori spoke Spanish, it did things to me. Naughty, bad but oh so good things.

It also made me wanna do things to her.

"No se preocupe," her dad said, still smiling.

It was clear to me that Tori was his sweet little girl. Trina, probably, not so much.

"It was nice to see you again, Jade," Mr. Vega called out.

"You too, Mr. Vega."

"Oh, please, call me David," he cringed. "'Mr. Vega' makes me feel so old."

"You are old though," God, Trina, how is it possible for a human being to be so obnoxious?

"We will have a serious talk about gossiping and running your mouth when you get back from school, young lady," Mr. Vega said sternly, addressing Trina.

"Oh come on, Dad, Jade is clearly a façade for Tori to hide behind while she's off having sex with someone!"

"Trina!" The youngest Vega let out a horrified gasp.

I think I had enough of family drama for one day.

"We're gonna be late for school," I announced, grabbing Tori's hand and dragging her away. "Also, it got wicked uncomfortable. Bye David, and… you, too," I decided against calling Trina 'that thing over there'. David might be cool, but I don't think he'll appreciate me insulting one of his daughters.

Besides, it's bad taste, and I was determined to make as best of an impression as I could.

"Bye Papi," Tori barely got out before I finally dragged her through the door, never slowing down until we reached the car.

"Jade, stop manhandling me!" She squirmed in my grasp. I stopped suddenly, turning so she collided with my front. She lost her balance, and I caught her around her waist, holding her steady.

"How's now?" I whispered, my face inches from hers.

"Let me go," she breathed back, not doing anything to free herself.

"Somehow I doubt that's what you really want."

"Papi might see…"

I began to slowly lean in, giving her plenty of time to reject the kiss. Her lips on mine indicated that she wanted to do the opposite.

My tongue sought entrance, but Tori broke the kiss, slightly distancing herself from me.

"We're late for school," she winked, getting in the passenger's seat.

"And you assumed I'm driving you because…"

"Because you're dying to know how I arranged everything last night, and you're not going to find out if you keep being such a gank," she said, sticking her tongue at me.

"That's a very mature thing you got going on here," I gestured with my finger before starting the car.

"Sure, pretend like my tongue's not your favorite thing in the world," Vega stated arrogantly.

"It's not," I simply replied. "Now, if you go lower, you'll locate my most favorite body part of yours…" I traveled my eyes down her body, staring at her crotch before lifting them to gauge her reaction.

Yep, fighting off the blush. Vega is so easily embarrassed.

"What do you like most about me?" The question slipped off my tongue out of blue, startling me.

"Your eyes," I snapped my head at Vega to scrutinize her with mentioned eyes. She smiled. "What? They are pretty. Icy and vibrant at the same time."

Well, nothing, Tori, nothing, I just didn't expect that answer at all.

I thought she'd say something about boobs, or ass, or legs. Hell, even hair, and I definitely expected the tongue or fingers.

And then she went and said 'your eyes'.

Maybe I'm overanalyzing the heck out of it, but to me, eyes are far more intimate than any other physical features could be. They are the mirror to the soul, after all.

People like your eyes above everything else when they actually like you, not just your body.

Probably wishful thinking again.

"I like yours, too," I said, again without thinking. It happened a lot around Tori. My gift of rational thinking was seemingly lost when she was near.

"Really? They're nothing special. Just brown eyes," she shrugged.

"They're not brown, they're chocolate," I stated. "And it's not even about the color. You're a rare case of perfect doe eyes – so sad and soulful they could ruin a man simply by gazing at him." I cleared my throat. "Or, you know, her."

"Thank you," Vega whispered almost inaudibly.

The silence once again filled the car, mostly astonished on Vega's side. Meanwhile, I was berating myself for going all Romeo on her.

'So sad and soulful', ugh.

I'll never live that one down.

"Jade, there is something I've been meaning to talk to you about," Vega spoke up softly.

Here it comes.

The 'it's not you, it's me' talk.

Why the hell did I have to run my big mouth just now?

"Could we maybe grab coffee tonight? Say, around eight?" Tori continued.

And now she wants witnesses as well. Probably scared I'll go berserk and kill her.

Well I'm not feeling like being rejected in public.

"Let's just meet at mine," I answered, gripping the wheel. "We could go right after school."

"I don't think I'll be able to face your Mom so soon," Vega whined. "It's better if you come over to my house. It'll be empty anyway."

"Mom will be at work, so you won't run into her."

"Well I just don't want to risk it if we decide to, um, prolong my stay," she stammered, blushing prettily.

I chuckled in spite of myself.

"Oh, but if I decide to stay, it's okay if your father, who is a cop, shoots me on the spot."

"That's the thing, he's got patrol till morning this week."

"Fine, we'll go to yours," I surrendered, taking a turn and seeing Hollywood Arts come in sight.

Vega perked up at wining this round.

"Okay," she stated, reaching for the handle after I parked. "Meet me at the parking lot after classes?"

"Not so fast, Vega," I grabbed her arm, effectively stopping her from getting out. "I believe someone owes me a story."

"But Jade, we're already late!"

"Exactly," I shrugged. "We're already late."

She gulped at the evil glint in my eyes.


Hello, doorknob. So we meet again.

I squirmed under Jade's grip, trying to get away from the annoying item. She quickly relocated me without breaking off our kiss, hoisting me up on the shelf and coming to stand between my parted legs.

"So," she said between the kisses on my neck, "How. Did you. Know. Where. I. Lived." The last kiss was dropped on my lips, but as I tried to deepen it, she pulled away, waiting for me to start.

"Cat," I said breathlessly, reaching for her only to be rejected again.

"What exactly did you have planned? I mean, you couldn't have possibly known that I was asleep, could you?"

I fought to keep the guilty look off my face. That was the part I didn't want to reveal. I was glad I didn't have to go through with it, and it was supposed to be my deep dark secret till the day I died.

"Well… I just, I guess I was gonna go with the flow," I lied, hoping it would be enough for her.

"Cut the bullshit Vega, I can tell when you're lying," she grunted. "Wait a minute… No way," the amazement in her voice was clearly heard. "You were gonna roofie me!"

"I was not!" I exclaimed. "I was just… It's a flu medicine with powerful sedative side effects," I finished, defeated.

She roared with laughter.

"Holy shit Vega, I did not know you had it in you!" She stepped closer to me, practically melting into my body. "So you were going to take advantage of the little ole me?" She asked with a faux innocence.

"I wasn't just going to, I succeeded," my finger trailed down her neck as I spoke lowly. "And as I recall, someone was very happy with the turn of events."

"Oh, I was happy alright," she smirked into my neck. "How did you come up with that?"

"Jade, I'm not a total dummy, I know a few things."

"True."

I grabbed the back of her neck, smashing our mouths together. We resumed our make-out session, but as her fingers crept closer to the button on my jeans, I pushed it away gently.

"Not here," I gasped in her ear as she began to lightly bite my neck.

"We fucked here yesterday, Vega," she growled. "What's stopping us now?"

"I don't think it's healthy to have so much sex in such little period of time," I countered, softly pushing at her shoulders.

"We're teenagers, of course it's healthy," she practically whined, but didn't make another move.

"I just don't want to risk it after today," I whispered, softly nipping at her lips. "And besides, you should be grateful I'm letting you touch me at all after the stunt you pulled in the shower."

"It's going to make an appearance every time you need to guilt trip me, I'm assuming?"

"Yep."

"Still worth it," she whispered hungrily before attacking me with her lips, I moaned at that, losing myself in her. Our lips, our tongues, our hands in hair and on the hips and everywhere blended together, creating a mass of tangled limbs.

"Hey guys, are you here?"

I tore my mouth away from Jade's, groaning in frustration. Was it the International Cockblock Day or something?

Well, there were no cock per say, but I have a feeling there could have been if Jade had the time to go up to her bedroom this morning.

"Guys? I saw Jade drag you in here, Tori," Cat's airily voice floated through the door. The knocking came back, together with handle pulling. "Oh my God, Jade, did you actually kill Tori?! You said you stopped planning it!"

I threw a quick glare at Jade who shrugged.

"I'm okay, Cat," I called out, unlocking the door and letting the redhead in.

"Why are you guys in total darkness?" Cat asked innocently.

"We weren't, something happened with the lights," Jade was quick with a melancholic reply, studying her fingernails.

"Oh, okay."

"Why aren't you in class?" Jade sighed, studying Cat.

"I was, but Sikowitz left, and then we sat in the class not knowing what to do, and then we all left too," the red-headed girl replied easily, wearing her usual dreamy expression.

We stood there for a moment, with Cat the only one oblivious to the growing sexual tension between me and Jade.

"Oaky, I'm gonna go," Jade announced, ready to flee.

"Wait!" Cat called out. "Are you guys going to the Masquerade Ball tonight?"

Aw dang it.

Judging by the look on Jade's face, she also forgot all about it.

"Well… I guess," I stated, unsure, looking at Jade. She also appeared troubled, not knowing what to do.

"Maybe. There is a possibility I'll come, and yet maybe I won't," she uttered, eyeing me.

"Kay-kay," Cat said. "Tori, do I need to get the curling iron?"

"Um, what? Why?"

"You said you'd do my hair, remember?"

Jade muttered profanity under her breath.

"Uh, sweetie, can you do it yourself? Something kinda came up," I tried to get out of it.

How could I completely forget about the Ball and the promise to Cat?

I'll tell you how. Insanely hot sex with Jade.

"But Tori, you promised," Cat whined. "And Robbie said he's taking Trisha, so I need to look amazing tonight!"

"Ugh, Cat, just get over it and ask him out!" Jade snapped.

Cat flinched and looked down, wringing her fingers.

Then the sniffing came.

"Oh, Cat," I groaned, gently hugging the girl. "I'll do you hair, honey. Um, when exactly were you supposed to come over?"

"At six," she replied quietly, wiping her moist eyes.

"Okay, then I'll see you at six, okay?"

Cat nodded, smiling and prancing away without saying goodbye.

I sighed.

"The whole Ball thing completely flew out of my head," Jade stated next to me, and I nodded in agreement.

"How about we don't go?" She asked quietly, inching closer to me.

"I don't know Jade. We haven't been hanging out together as a gang as much as we used to. I kinda miss them," I admitted, turning to face her.

"So today's off, then."

It sucked. I was going to tell her I loved her, but now I couldn't.

Because if she rejected me, I wasn't gonna be up for partying, and I would have to break the promise I made to Cat because I won't be able to face anyone, and then the gang would probably show up at my house to try and drag me to the Ball…

So yeah. The talk was once again moved to the unknown date.

Or maybe she wasn't going to reject me…. I mean, her speech in the car about my eyes? That was the best compliment I ever received. I almost melted on the spot at how romantic she sounded.

But I think it would be better if we talked without any distractions standing in the way.

"Well, there is plenty of time between two and six…" I drawled, feeling a slow smirk forming on my lips.

I wasn't going to tell her today, but I also wasn't going to pass up an opportunity to be with her for several hours.

I am officially a nympho.


The following are the translations from Spanish to English (according to forums:)

Lo siento, te juro que no lo volvere a hacer - I'm sorry, I swear I'll never do that again.

No se preocupe - Don't worry about it.

Mi Vida - my life (an affectionate nickname for the child)

M'hija - my child, my daughter (an affectionate nickname for the child)

Dear Spanish speaking friends, please let me know if I got that right :)

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