AN: So this kind of goes back and shows part of chpt 8 but from Jade's perspective. Depending on how you guys like that style, I may do it again in later chapters. Super cute chpt if I may say so myself. If anyone has any suggestions for things that should happen, lemme know! Thanks and enjoy!
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Chpt 9 Jade POV
"Oh my God, J, you look like such a dyke!"
"Shut it, Q. Least I don't look like a cracked out Manson child!"
The blonde shoved me playfully as we were walking towards the parking lot where we were to meet up with Karly and Jordan. Quinn really was trying to rock the more punk look that night with her ripped, dark skinny jeans, white sorority tank top, black leather jacket and converse. I have never known someone who could pull that look off but Quinn made it work with her pink highlighted hair and dark eye make up.
"Hey, ladies!" Jordan called, waving us over to her Escalade. "You ready to rock the night?"
"Fuck yeah!" Q yelled, fist pumping the air like the drunk dork she was.
"I need a night out so yes, let's do this shit!" I followed.
I crawled into the back assuming that Quinn was going to follow but when she sat in the bucket seat in front of me and just winked with a smirk, I raised an eyebrow at her. Before I had a chance to actually say anything about it, we were pulling up in front of Cat and Tia's building.
"Dude, why aren't you sitting back here with me? That's rude," I stage whispered over the music.
She didn't even spare me a glance; instead her gaze was trained outside the window intently. "That's why," Quinn murmured and nodded her head in the direction she was looking.
"Wha.." I had to do a double take at the girls approaching the car. My head whipped around so fast I was afraid I was going to feel it in my neck the following morning. "Well now I feel incredible gay and under dressed," I said quietly but Q heard me and started giggling. I was in simple blue jeans that hugged my legs and ass nicely, a navy button down shirt open until the top of my bra was just about to show and with the sleeves rolled up, and simple flats. In Quinn's defense, I did kind of look like a lesbian.
Cat pulled open the back passenger door and the light from inside the car lit up her outfit perfectly. She looked amazing. My eyes fell to the shinny four-inch stilettos that would likely put her at about my height and then traveled up her body taking in her toned, dancer legs that were on full display under that ridiculous excuse for a dress. I swear, that small bunch of cloth could hardly be called a dress and is likely illegal in all 50 states. But damn did it make her ass look amazing and hugged her athletic frame beautifully.
"Wow, short stuff, you look absolutely stunning," I heard Quinn remark in front of me. Jordan said something along the lines of turning gay if they kept dressing like that but I was too caught up in admiring Cat's flawless beauty to be paying much attention.
It wasn't until said girl I was staring at started to climb into the back with me that I snapped to attention. When she leaned forward to avoid hitting her head, her dress fell forwards just a little bit, enough to tease the hell out of me and make my body flush with heat.
When she sat down and everyone started talking or singing to the radio, I built up the courage to lean over and talk to her.
"You look beautiful, Cat." It was the biggest understatement I had ever uttered but it was all that my brain would process being that close to the goddess.
She turned to look at me, putting our faces mere inches away from each other. "Thank you," she breathed out on to my lips.
I couldn't help but flick my eyes down to her lips when they moved and then watch as her tongue peeked out to wet them. Subconsciously I started to lean forward, like there was some sort of pull acting on me and forcing me to be as close to Cat as possible. I could see her eyes flicker between my eyes and my lips and a slight blush tint her cheeks. You got this, West, now get the girl! And of course as soon as we were literally a second away from kissing, Quinn just had to burst into drunken laughter and break the trance we were in. Cock-blocking bitch. I pulled back quickly, licking my suddenly dry lips and blinking a few times, trying to clear my head after being so close to Cat. I chanced a quick glace back at her and saw a flash of what looked like disappointment cross her face but it was gone as quickly as it was there.
After what felt like an eternity, but was likely just a few minutes, we pulled into the parking lot. Cat insisted on getting out last so no one had to see her ass again and I fought to not show the disappointment I was feeling at not being able to shamelessly stare at her back side. I lingered by the car with Quinn once we got out but when Cat finally closed the door and Jordan locked it, I noticed Quinn slide her hand into Cat's. I hadn't realized I was staring until I looked up and caught Cat's eye for a few moments. With hast, I jogged the few yards ahead to catch up with Jordan, Karly, and Tia and pretend to get in on their conversation.
The line for the club wasn't too long so we all put on our most sober faces and pulled out our IDs and cash. Being the gentle-woman that I was, I insisted on paying for Tia, figuring that getting in with the best friend was the easiest way for me to get a leg up on Quinn. Plus, I really liked the biracial dancer. She was really pretty and a good time to hang out with. Once everyone had been patted down and paid, we made our way inside. It was bigger than I anticipated but pretty much what every other club I had been to was like. Cat led the way for our group and I found myself being tugged along by Tia behind the rest of the girls towards the dance floor in the techno room.
Once we found a decent spot for us all to fit in comfortably, Tia linked her arms around my neck and pulled me towards her with a big smile. It was contagious so I had to return it as I let my hands rest on her hips and we moved to the music. My eyes wandered some after a few songs and I noticed everyone dancing kind of in a big group. Every fiber of my being wanted to be dancing with Cat but after our close call in the car, I was a nervous wreck. That didn't stop me from watching her body glide and grind to the music, though. After a little while, I noticed a short Latina who looked like a wanna be Cholo slide up next to Cat and whisper something into her ear. Cat's face lit up with a bright smile as she turned to look at the girl. I couldn't help but feel annoyed that everyone was getting to dance with her except me. I watched them dance, hardly paying any attention to what my own body was doing (I'm sure I was off the beat completely at one point), and seething inside. Cat dropped her body to the ground and then straightened her legs, leaving her ass pressed up against the Latina and looking at me for a moment while she shook her hips into the girl behind her. That was all it took for me to snap.
Before I realized what I was doing, I'd taken the few strides between myself and the "couple" and wrapped my fingers around Cat's wrist, pulling her body to me. Her eyes snapped up to meet mine and she looked relatively surprised at my sudden outburst, as was I.
She was pissed, likely from me being so rude. "What are you doing?"
Okay, you can't go and grab a girl and then not think through what you are going to say, what the fuck is wrong with you, West? So I just went with the truth. "I want to dance with you, and you can't be like that with her."
Cat's swaying stopped and she looked at me quizzically, making me swallow nervously. A small smirk played at her lips. "Why not? I'm not with anyone and it's just dancing. Not like she was guna take me against the wall or anything."
What the- uh, hello? What the hell are Q and I to her then? Great, now I have awesome visual images of that fucking Cholo pressing her up against a wall and letting her nasty ass lips cover her smooth, tan, lush… "I just- you can't. You're… Um.. Fuck, Cat, you know I can't do this shit." She just looks at me, waiting for me to make actual sentences in my frustration. "Fuck, I just- I just want you to dance with me like that. I mean you fucking make out with Q all the time and I just have to sit here and watch and it just- fucking sucks…" Smooth, now you've let her know your insecurities. Nicely done. Shut up!
A small smile crossed her lips and she wrapped her arms around my neck, running her fingers through my hair lightly. "Are you jealous, Jadey?" God she was such a tease, and I hated that nickname from anyone except her.
"No! Okay, yeah maybe a little. I just can't figure out what's wrong with me for you to not like me like that." I let my eyes fall to my chest with shame at how ridiculously insecure I was. I couldn't bare to see the look in her eyes and have my worst fear confirmed at the moment.
Cholo chick interrupted the moment, and I couldn't help but give a frustrated grunt at how often we were being interrupted that night. "Hey, chica, we guna dance or what?"
Please say no, please say no… "I'm sorry," I looked up, not sure if she was talking to me or the Latina. She was looking over her shoulder at the other girl, not letting me go. "I'm going to dance with this beautiful woman in front of me. Thank you so much, though." I shot the other girl a smirk before remembering I had just made a fool of myself to the girl I loved and let my face drop again.
"Sure, whatevs."
Cat turned back to face me and I hesitantly met her gaze again. God she was so beautiful, and with those heels on I could easily look into her warm chocolate eyes and get lost forever. She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth and bit down lightly. My eyes watched the movement and I licked my own lips, wondering what hers must taste like. Before I knew what was happened, she'd released her lip and was leaning forward, closing the minimal gap between our bodies.
My eyes fluttered shut when I felt warm lips cover mine. It was so soft and gentle and just perfect. After a few seconds, I tilted my head slightly to deepen the kiss and wrapped my arms around her more securely. I was not going to let this chance pass me by again. I felt her smile against my mouth but tighten her hold, too, sliding one hand to my cheek and pressing her lips against mine harder. I sucked her bottom lip into my mouth slightly and nibbled on it, eliciting a low moan from Cat that sent a shiver straight between my legs. When we broke apart, I gazed into her eyes trying to convince myself that that really just happened. She smiled at me and pecked my lips again, effectively proving it did, before wrapping her arms around me again and hugging me close to her body.
"'Bout damn time!" Tia shouted.
I'd completely forgotten we even had come with other people. Cat pulled away from me, turning so her back was pressed against my chest, and smiled shyly. "Well, she clearly wasn't going to make the move so I had to take it into my own hands," she laughed and grabbed my hands, laying them on her stomach and lacing her fingers with mine.
"True, Jade wouldn't shut up about you and how unfair it was I kept getting the sweet lady kisses but never had the balls to do anything about it," Quinn agreed with an evil smirk on her face.
I blushed and hid my face in Cat's hair, breathing in the familiar scent. "It's okay, I think it's adorable that she's so shy," Cat replied, reaching a hand back and running it through my hair. "Although, Q, that means you don't get any more sweet lady kisses. Least not from us."
I raised my head at hearing that. I had to see Quinn's reaction to being rejected sexy times. The blonde just shot us a genuine smile and shook her head. "I'm more than okay with that. I know how much you both like each other, shit I was the damn go-between for both of you, so I am more than happy to give up my sexy times. Besides, watching is just as much fun," she winked at us and then grabbed Tia's hand to start dancing again.
We all just laughed at Quinn and her teenage-boy libido. The rest of the night was spent dancing with each other and having to make it obvious to a few different girls that Cat was not available for dancing, or anything. Quinn helped me fend them off with icy glares a few times, too.
"Hey, Q, I'll me you back at my place," I called, tossing the blonde my swipe so she could get in. She just smiled and shot me a wink before walking off towards my building.
Tia smiled at me before telling Cat she'd see her up stairs and giving me a quick hug goodbye.
"So, um," I looked down and bit on the inside of my bottom lip bashfully, before raising my gaze to look at Cat again. "I'm sorry about earlier tonight… I was jealous and I guess I don't know how to handle that very well."
Cat smiled at me, sliding her hand down my bare forearm and pulling my hand out of my pocket to link our fingers together. "To be fair, I have been jealous on a number of occasions watching you and Quinn interact."
I was startled by that. I hadn't even given it thought that she would like me the same I liked her so hearing that my relationship with Q bothered her was a surprise. I raised an eyebrow, "Oh yeah? Well, you don't have to worry about that. Sure Q's hot, but what I feel for you is in no way even comparable to my friendship with her." Don't ask, I don't have any idea where the courage to say that came from.
The petite brunette didn't respond but smiled softly and leaned in to kiss me. It was soft and slow and caring. I let my free hand brush through her hair before breaking our lips. "Can I take you out some time this week?"
The smile on Cat's face only grew. "I would love that, Jade."
I squeezed her hand. "Great. Well have an amazing night, Cat, and thank you for the dances." I released her hand, letting my hand go to her waist, and pressed a chaste yet firm kiss to her pouty lips before flashing her a smile and turning to leave.
I heard her whisper a breathy "good night" and I smiled to myself, knowing I made the confident Cat breathless. I took my time strolling back to my dorm room, replaying the night's events over and over in my mind. Everything had been so incredible I was half expecting to be rudely woken up by my alarm clock at any moment. When I pushed open my door, Quinn was laying on her stomach on my bed in a pair of basketball shorts and a beater without a bra. She flickered her gaze up from my laptop to look at me, a broad smile stretching over her face immediately.
"Ah, so tell me, West, any new developments?" She was such a fuckin' smart ass I wondered how we were able to be such good friends sometimes.
"Har har," I shot back sarcastically but with an equally large grin on my face. I stripped off my jeans and shirt to be replaced with sweats and a tank top. "I asked her out for some time this week…" My face suddenly fell as I sat on the bed next to Quinn.
The blonde noted my face and sat up, crossing her legs and shutting my computer. "What? What's wrong?"
After a few seconds, I turned to look at her with concern etched in my eyes. "I've never taken someone out before, I've always been the one taken out… What the fuck am I supposed to do for this date?"
