Prologue
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The bass thumped against the walls and Chloe could feel the ground shaking beneath her boots. She knew that she'd never been to this bar before, but it was the same as always; loud music and drunk people. Normal. Chloe could do normal. Normal distracted her from her thoughts, the ones that burrowed into the back of her mind like... like a snake in a... in a...
'Fuck. I'm hella drunk'
She'd been here for about 2 hours now, waiting for Rachel to turn up. From the minute she walked in, she'd waited, but lo and behold, 2 hours later - no Rachel. Just as she was wondering where her mysterious friend was, the bartender placed another drink in front of her. When she looked at him questioningly, he simply nodded behind her, indicating that someone else had bought the drink for her. Again.
'Perfect. Just perfect'
The last thing that she needed was for another sweaty douchebag in this shady bar to buy her a drink and try to impress her with their muscles. She knew their Gaydar must be bad, but this was just ridiculous. Sighing, she turned around to 'politely' refuse the drink and froze. Yeah, someone had bought her a drink, but it wasn't a douchebag like the others. Oh no.
'Holy shit'
Standing in front of her was the hottest girl that Chloe had ever seen in her life. Short, fading pink hair styled into a ponytail with bangs, a black, ripped top that read 'Anarchy' on the front with a black bomber jacket over it. She was wearing possibly the tightest pair of skinny jeans that Chloe had ever seen complete with red and white canvas shoes. At first Chloe had thought that she was wearing platform shoes, due to the simple fact that she was easily the tallest girl Chloe had ever seen, probably at about 6'1. But nope, all natural.
'Fuck, that's even hotter'
She had an eyebrow piercing on her left and a spider bite on her bottom right lip, complete with a stud on the left side of her nose. Tanned skin covered a round face with high cheekbones and piercing green eyes stared back at her. Her lips, that were a muted red due to what she presumed was lipstick, were drawn in a cocky smirk, finishing off her 'don't fuck with me' look.
'Shit. Fuck. Okay Chloe, you're a big girl, calm down and talk to the girl, its not as if she's the hottest person you've ever seen or anything. Nope, not at all. Hella ugly in fact. Yep. That, not the other thing, that.'
Before she had a chance to sort her thoughts out, the stranger opened her mouth to speak with a slightly raspy voice, like she'd been singing for hours. Chloe was hooked.
"Sup. I'm Jade"
'Hi, I'm in love with you'
"Y-yo, I'm Chloe"
Jade knew at that point that it was the moment of truth, the moment that she'd been waiting for for three years. She saw the girl sitting at the bar alone, probably waiting for someone.
'Probably Rachel'
She mused in her mind. Building confidence, she walked over to the man behind the bar and asked him to order a drink for the girl sitting there. He smirked knowingly and poured her shot before placing it down in front of her. When the girl looked up, he nodded over to me and with a sigh, she turned around, presumably trying to speak, before cutting herself off.
'Okay, chill Jade. It isn't a big deal. Nope. Big deal? Who? Where? No big deals here. It was only Chloe Price, y'know. Only the secondary protagonist of 'Life is Strange'. Nope, no big deals in this house. Fuck I'm rambling'
As the girl turned around to look at her, she looked at her in turn. And oh boy, did Jade like what she saw. She was wearing a white tank top with a navy denim jacket over it, ripped jeans and her signature black beanie. Her most striking feature, however, was clearly the hair, with the single blue streak in it that matched her almost neon blue eyes.
'God, she's hot. Why does she have to be hot. Why lord? No... we can fix this, me. Act cool. Act cocky. Act smug like you usually do. That'll work'
Placing a faux smirk on her face, she opened her mouth.
"Sup. I'm Jade"
She saw Chloe softly swallow before opening her mouth and speaking in the most beautiful voice Jade had ever heard.
"Y-yo, I'm Chloe"
'Sorry, I lied, that isn't my name. It's actually take me now. Second name, because I'm in love with you'