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No One's Perspective-
The basement door clicked behind her, back brushing against the wood as dark eyes still burned in her mind. Hurried steps sounded above her, heading towards the other room while she closed her eyes. 'What the hell am I doing?' snaked through her skull, steps padding down the stairs. The depths of the dark corners within her room hadn't fazed her - as if it ever had - once she reached the landing, blinking as Beck switched on a lamp beside her bed. Her eyes maneuver towards the wall, the corner used for her videos siding with a large cage resting on her dresser. Black and white had curled into a ball within the small castle-dome, the cage quiet underneath the several shelves above it.
"So..." Her brows furrowed before she twisted around, stunned at the sigh her eyes had landed on.
Dark eyes lingered over her in amusement. "Jade? What do you-"
"Dove," she snapped quietly, the vehicle pushing forward, crossing the green light. "You happy now Vega?" The half-Latina nodded with a quiet grin, doe eyes closing as she turned towards the window. Jade kept her hands firmly on the steering wheel, face set and stern. The car rolled along several streets, the neighborhood soon coming closer. Tires cracked to a halt, the asphalt needing repair in Jade's opinion. Her mind whizzed at the sheer possibility that the night had died too soon, Tori shifting for her buckle too early.
The singer turned around at the cold clutch around her wrist, the goth's frown pointed towards the floor. "Jade?" she mumbled, "What's up?"
"I-" she made an effort to begin, piercing eyes lifting towards the other, "Come over here..." Tori nodded softly, her hand abandoning the belt as it shifted towards the side of the seat, a hand snaking along her jaw. Both leaned in closer, the radio quietly humming its tunes.
"Jade," Beck called out, snapping the thespian from her sudden spur of thoughts, "You ready?"
With her brows furrowed, she bowed her head, hands gripping the rim of her shirt. "Y-yeah, I'm just a bit..."
"Out of it?" he asked quietly, "It's alright. We all have those days." His smile sent a hurtling pang in her gut, a false smile coming across her lips. A smile - which - didn't crease her cheeks as her shirt was pulled off, her steps gliding towards the bed.
. . .
The alarm shrilled in the air to the teen's amusement, dark eyes groggily blinking open. "God, it can't really be time, can it?" she groaned, reaching towards the phone. Another growl was emitted from between her teeth as the device slid from the bed, its waking noise falling towards the floor. Reaching between the nightstand and bed, the corner of the wooden furniture resting just above her eyebrows, she grinned smugly once its cool, flat surface brushed against her fingertips. "Almost got ya..." she mumbled, hissing in victory once it was in her clutch.
With the alarm switched off she glanced towards the clock beside her, gnawing at her bottom lip at the thought of setting it. Just like the past night her reluctance ran over, strides gliding towards the stairs, figuring she could eat a nice breakfast with a hour and a half before school. Her eyes continued to blink, becoming more alert as they flickered along the living room. Shaking her head softly, the half-Latina strode into the kitchen, halting with furrowed brows.
'Oh right...he spent the night,' her thoughts managed as she shuffled in, giving a pursed smile as Beck glanced over with a grin of his own.
"The little dude really likes his food," he commented, jerking his head towards the small dog wolfing down his dry food.
"You fed him?" Tori asked quietly, drawing her glance towards the cupboard from Beck's attire: blue boxers. 'Nothing else...why?' she mentally scowled, dipping back into the previous day's attitude.
He shrugged, pulling a fresh mug of coffee from the side. "Yeah," he replied, putting the drink to his lips, "I figured since I was over I could help some... Jade can be a bit...taxing." The half-Latina nodded in agreement, taking a box of cereal from the cupboard. "But she means well," he continued, dark eyes glazing over the Cocoa Pebbles as they slid into a bowl, "It's just subtle...she doesn't go for dramatic besides her plays. Well...yeah."
"Yeah," Tori mumbled, seating herself with the glass of milk, "Though still...she can be a pill."
"Not disagreeing," Beck mumbled, "But she hates that cereal, just to let you know."
With her jaw unhinged, Tori blinked, eyes wide. "But- but it's one of my favor- How did she know that? It's not on my medical records..."
"Oh she does a thorough research on everyone she meets... Except where I came from I suppose," he chuckled, "But yeah. She's been around your house enough, she's seen that cupboard filled with the stuff."
"But I've never opened it when you guys are over," the singer blinked down, shoveling a bite as the small dog continued to graze through his meal.
Beck only shrugged, seating himself in the chair opposite of her. "Never said you opened it."
"But I have a padlock to keep Trina out of it!"
"Never said a key was used."
Dark eyes narrowed as the Canadian grinned, the half-Latina not amused. "You mean you knew and didn't stop her from snooping?"
"Hey," he raised his hands defensively, "I only tolerate with her stuff going on. I can't control her no matter how much I've tried...which I haven't gotten around to yet but still." Rolling her eyes, the singer went back to her food, enjoying the cereal immensely. After all, she didn't have to pay for it.
Tori tensed suddenly once soft fur brushed against her shoulder, eyes dropping down towards the smaller dog. "Hey Rat- damn it," she quickly cursed, Beck sporting an amused grin.
"So his name is Rat," he chortled, Tori groaning, finally accepting defeat. Though - as she mentally noted - this was going to be the only battle won by Jade during her stay. She shook her head quietly, her eyes darting towards the entry way of the kitchen. She stiffened as she found Jade strolling along the hall, pale eyes blinking as she had earlier. "Mornin'," Beck greeted as she nodded, halting at the foot of the table. Her stricken gaze rested on Tori's, darting down towards the floor a second thereafter. Her steps sluggishly meandered towards the counter, her mind fixing a quick coffee. "So, uh, you want some eggs and toast?"
Jade paused in her ministrations, hand clasped around a mug. She shifted the grip to the left, taking a to-go mug with its lid. "I'm going to the café," she growled, placing the cup in the machine.
"Oh..." the actor nodded, "The one down the road?"
"Yeah."
"Alright, so I'll start getting around then... Tori joining us?"
"She's already had her breakfast, yes?" Jade mumbled, the half-Latina heaving a quiet sigh. There was no bite to the remark, though there needn't be any; the Vega knew full well that she wasn't welcomed. Casting a quick, apologetic look towards Tori, Beck mumbled his agreement, sending himself towards the other room. The sound of coffee sloshing into the travel mug filled the dreadful silence of the room, both girls with their eyes down, set on the surfaces before them.
After the last few drips dropped into the container, Jade shuffled for the two sugars which would've usually settled in her hand, head shaking her back to reality. The other stood from her chair, hand around the bowl and spoon. She padded quietly towards the sink, filling the bowl with water until it was ready to rest at the bottom with the few other dirty dishes. Rat - as Tori reluctantly referred to the dog as - nuzzled his muzzle against Jade's ankle, tail swishing with content.
The half-Latina swayed at the balls of her feet, her teeth fumbling about with her tongue. "He really does seem to like you," she started, her mouth then disobeying her wishes, "Too bad you keep leaving him." Her eyes slid in wonder, her expression contorting to a grimace at her words. Pale knuckles turned almost translucent from their hold on the counter, Tori closing her eyes. "I- I don't... I'm sorry, I don't know where-"
"Vega," Jade silenced Tori's apologetic babble, pale eyes glazing over the singer remorsefully. "I- It's fine... He's one of the couple I've left." She swallowed the sudden knot in her throat as doe eyes met with hers, her gut queasy and gaze back down. She slid the mug in her grasp before swiftly leaving the room, Tori staring at the now empty space before her. Her brows furrowed as Rat yipped quietly, nose pointed at the door.
She twisted around, tilting her head to the side as the small dog began to circle around, legs shaking. Dark eyes flashed towards her before he tensed, yellow pooling along the tile. Despite her thrill of cleaning the small mess, Tori gave a soft laugh, murmuring, "Oh buddy..." She sniffed, wearily grimacing as she wiped away the silent tear dampening her cheek. Rummaging along the counter, she folded paper towels before cleaning the mess with a gentle scowl, Rat huddled in the corner with his tail between his legs.
Tori sighed once the front door opened with shuffling steps before slamming closed, the house ringing with its dull silence. "Alright then...lets get around," she mumbled, darting up the stairs as the small dog trailed behind with excited, short 'yips.'
. . .
Shaking her head, the singer dove back into the locker, having snatched the wrong book once again. "I know Rat," she mumbled quietly, the small blonde yipping as students shuffled passed, the bell shrilling, "We'll get to class here shortly... You don't mind me saying that I had to clean your bag, right?" She swore that coal eyes narrowed at her in disgust, Rat glaring off to the distance. Tori blinked towards the lockers opposite of her, Jade standing, holding her own open. She jerked as Tori had done, pulling herself back to reality to shut the door and head straight to class.
Their gazes momentarily locked, pale eyes dropping down to Rat who let out a soft bark. He whined as the thespian strode away, lopsided ears flipping about as he turned towards the half-Latina. "Alright, alright," she nodded, "I'm getting my stuff together, relax."
A small grin quirked her lips as the dog groaned, a short huff resembling a sigh. With the locker closed she shouldered the bag for the small dog, making a mental note to put him on a leash. 'That and leash train him,' she reminded herself, knowing how excited he was to be at the end of a string, 'And potty train him...'
Her steps dodged along the corridor, Rat announcing her passing to anybody who wasn't paying attention. For a yippy dog - as she concluded - he wasn't that bad at controlling how much he had to offer. Once at the door for history, she wrenched it open. Her lips pursed into a smile as Jade settled down in a seat in the corner of her eye, the teacher halting in his attendance. "You're lucky, both of you, that your last names are at the end of the list," he nodded, allowing her to take her seat, "And that Sikowitz has you with that pup."
"Thank you," she murmured, seating herself in an empty chair she assumed the seating order had changed in the class. For one, Mr. Lance never took roll and two - she shifted her gaze to the side - Jade now sat right beside her. Convenient for the dog as his head swiveled at both sides, small tail wagging within the bag.
"Alright," Mr. Lance announced a few minutes afterwards, having called out Jade's name, "Now we'll do a short assignment with your partner to the side of you. Take out notes and start working on the vocabulary first, then we will go over the project that will be do by the end of next week, alright?"
"Yes Mr. Lance," the class muttered in unison, the teacher nodding before heading towards his desk. Both girls furrowed their brows as their gazes locked, lips remaining sealed.
. . .
Soft, warm blankets coated her limbs as she gazed blandly at the screen, shoveling small piles of popcorn in her mouth every once and a while. Jade furrowed her brows as she stepped towards the room, the screen's light reflecting off of Tori's reading glasses. Puzzlement had crossed her mind - despite the fact she had seen them on her before - as of why they were needed. Even so, she crossed the room and settled stiffly into the recliner beside the couch, eyes resting on the coffee table. Her eyes narrowed distastefully at the array of magazines displayed, all of which was the half-Latina's touch.
Though - as she supposed - the fact remained that Jade never really was in the living room, found either in her den or in the kitchen. That, or she was found out of the house completely. She shifted her glance towards the other, pursing her lips as doe eyes locked with hers. Her attention the swiveled towards the television set, a horrendous show playing.
"Come on Bucky! Let's go before they catch us... We need to get to the mail store before we die from their hands!" a blonde wailed dramatically as a man in a trench coat stumbled through the doors, blue eyes wide and filled with mock terror.
"Relax Britany," he mumbled smoothly, his voice too calm for the scene, "There will be others to take care of 'em."
"But I don't want you to die!"
He shook his head calmly, announcing, "Oh, but I will, and you'll be safe when that happens. Come on, let's go!"
Jade growled quietly, snapping, "Why the hell are you watching this?" A shrugged answer was the only reply, Rat hopping down from the couch, pink tongue wagging out of his mouth. Tiny paws settled at the top of the cushion, pale eyes glaring down while his tail swished rhythmically. He tilted his head to the side, the hind paws which he stood on tapping with interest. Within the short amount of time that Jade had closed her eyes, Rat rocketed up the chair, settling his head against her thigh. With a concerned scowl she stared down at the small pooch beside her, his body packed in the small amount of space left from her curled limbs.
Her giggle tore Jade's attention from the small dog, a hand covering her sly lips. "He really does like you, you know... Even if you named him a foul thing," Tori murmured lightly, Jade nodding quietly.
"He just doesn't quit it..."
"Do you want him to stop?" came a reply, pale eyes resting on Tori cautiously. Jade turned her head away as doe eyes began to seep into her soul as it always had, the answer not forming that night. The half-Latina sighed, turning back to the screen whilst Jade found her thumb stroking the small head beside her, coal eyes closed with content. She flicked her gaze back towards the singer, one simple word at the tip of her tongue, not wanting to spill through.
This story may become one that I'm gonna be really proud of. I really like this story, actually, which is funny since it isn't one that's being updated and isn't a priority in terms of writing. I dunno...really like this one and you guys seem to too from the follows...as I said before.
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