These days are flying by too fast…I don't think I can express my love for Jakarie or LizGillies (the one who reads my stories) enough. You two are my most consistent reviewers and I love you both :)

Jade's POV

The talk that I had with Tori was the most relieving emotional release I've ever had. Tori and I haven't even dated a year and I've already spilled more to her than Beck. Cat's an exception; she's always been. She was a less intimate version of my Tori before the real thing came around. …My Tori, that's what I call and think of her now. I'm definitely overprotective of her because we went to the mall yesterday and some douchebag ran into her. When she bent down to get the things she had bought off the floor I kicked the guy in the knee and slapped him in the face. I'm more emotionally vulnerable around her too, but only if she says something to me or someone says something that has to do with her. I wouldn't say that I've "changed" more like...adjusted to the new person in my life. I don't know, it was like I was a loose screw; on the ground and pricking the people that stepped on me or got too close. Cat's been the person to pick me up and hold me away from the floor, but Tori's trying to screw me back into the wall where I'm steady and safe.

...Oh, for the love of - I'm lying here thinking about damn screws...

I mutter something like, fuck you, Bob the Builder', and roll over on the bed to lay my head on Tori's shoulder. She looks so...serene when she's asleep. Her head is turned to the side and her brown hair pillows around her head. Her lashes remind me of those tiny, down feathers that come off birds. And, ah, of course her famous cheekbones...I crane my neck and give one of them a soft peck. We both wore our robes to sleep yesterday, after a long afternoon of talk and dinner. Neither of us had bothered to tie them at the waist though, so as far as I'm concerned, we're both naked. So Tori and I are lying here on the bed naked, and I'm the only one awake. I'm partially tempted to stay here with her (plus the blue robe makes her look adorable) and partially tempted to get up for my morning coffee. Tori, coffee, Tori, coffee, Tori, coff - nah, Tori.

I throw a bare leg over her stomach, wriggling closer. I start to hum to myself, and it takes me a little while to realize that I'm humming Make It Shine. My pearphone makes a sound; new text message. Stupid people, texting me in the morning, trying to lay here with my girlfriend...

I snatch the thing off the nightstand on my side of the bed. I swear to God...oh, wait; it's Cat...

Did you talk to Tori? 0_o

Don't ask me what's up with the weird face, cause I have no idea. Some. I text her back.

What's that supposed to mean?

She knows about everything I could remember at that moment in time.

Kk, then. Can we vid chat on TheSlap real quick? Please?

Ok.

Trust me when I say I very relunctantly rolled out of bed and to the kitchen counter where my laptop was. Tori and I had each brought our own seperate laptops, so yeah. Granted, mine's more expensive looking and hers just has a purple design cover to hide its dingyness. I mentally add getting Tori a laptop to my not so full list of things to do today. I log onto my computer and go for my coffee while it's loading. Ha, I got Tori and the coffee...sort of. My password used to be O Negative, but now it's simply 'Victoria Vega' and if you ever tell her that I'll rip you open and make your grandma a sweater made from your bloody entrails. By the way, I am the only one who's noticed how my name and Tori's has the same number of letters when our names are shortened? Yes? Forget you people...

I wait for the Internet brower to load while I stir my coffee. I pull up TheSlap on my screen, and as soon as it's there Cat's invite pops up with the subject of 'Hi, hi!' giving me a reason for my first eyeroll of the day. I click the accept button and wait a few seconds for the webcams to connect.

"Hi, Jade!"

"Hey, Cat." I say with a lot less pep, but it's still good to see her, not

"Did the talk go ok?" Her brows furrow a bit, and I can see her fiddling with her hands. Yes, I just used the word, 'fiddling'.

"Yeah, I feel better now that she knows."

"You should; talking about your problems with someone you care about is supposed to make you happy." Her eyes flick away from me on the screen before reconnecting again. "Do you feel happy, Jade?"

I let myself smile, geninuely so she knows I'm not just trying to shake her off. "Yeah, yeah I am. Thanks, Cat." She's one of those people that can almost feel your emotions, sure it's weird, but it's good to have a close friend that can read you like that.

"You're welcome." She says and now her voice sounds normal, not high-pitched. The reason Cat makes herself happy - or sound like it - all the time is because it's the only emotion she can control. Cat channels all of her constantly changing emotions into one, and it makes her an exploding ball of redheaded sunshine. She's working on that with Lane. He's figured that part of it has just become her personality, but some of it is forced and Cat knows other emotions like she knows math problems (and that's not very well). Last time I asked her and Lane are working on fear.

"How about you? Are you okay?"

She nods. "Yeah."

There are only three people on this not really green Earth that I will express my concern for. Cat, Beck, and Tori. They all have a piece of me with them and I have a piece of them with me. Sure, most of it's Tori now...but you know...

"Jade?"

"Hm?"

"Your robe's untied."

So...who watched "A Christmas Tori"?