Hola my friends, I've had an extreme writers block but I'm NOT gone! I just suddenly got the motivation to write this :)


TORI'S POV:

I don't know where I'm running. Anywhere but here is good, really. My first instinct would be to go home, but my house is at least 10 miles from Jade's, and I'm too disoriented in the first place. I need to get my thoughts together. I find a little park and sit down on the bench. Did I seriously just tell Jade I liked her? Stupid, stupid girl. I mean, it would've come up eventually, but I was hoping it could be when we were old, we could just laugh about it and it would be quickly forgotten, a joke. But recently I've been terrified. I worry that maybe this isn't just a "phase," and maybe I'll never get over Jade. So many hours have been spent thinking about her, trying to get through to her and knock down her walls. She's such a mystery. Like a locket, a timeless one passed down through generations just waiting to be opened. There's a difference though. Trinkets, even the most beautiful of them, get old. Jade never gets old.

I had a sliver of hope in my heart that Jade might like me. I doubt it, though. She didn't follow me outside. I wouldn't be surprised if she went on TheSlap and posted all about it. Jade may be the object of my affections, but that doesn't mean she's nice. Not by any means. However, in the past few days she's been-

"Vega!" My train of thoughts is interrupted by someone, unmistakably Jade, calling out to me. I look around the park, confused, until my eyes settle on a dark figure advancing towards me. I guess there's no point in running away now. Jade's like a wolf. She was on the track team for a while. I just wait quietly, looking down at the grass. Black boots come into my view.

"Hey, Jade," I say, my voice barely audible. The bench shifts as Jade sits beside me.

"Tori…" she says in a concerned voice. Here it comes. I brace myself for a rejection but instead I hear nothing. What's she doing dragging it out like this? Just get it over with! When she still says nothing, a tear tracks down my cheek, but has no time to go farther because a hand softly grips my chin while the other wipes the tear away. My gaze goes up to Jade's face, her lips, her porcelain skin. When our eyes lock, I know something's changed in that turquoise gaze, I see something so familiar yet so foreign. Something sparks inside me that I haven't truly felt for years. These hands aren't meant to caress me so softly, but they do and it feels right. It feels so good. A strand of my hair is pushed behind my ear, and the somehow inevitable happens, our lips meet in a kiss that should be captured on film, because in that moment the only ones here are me and Jade. We're on a park bench but it feels like we're on a stage. It's so fast, but... It's perfect. I taste mint, and coffee, and my whole body is tingling in excitement. There's something else too, I can't place it. I think of Jade's eyes.

Hope.


Isn't Jori great? ughhh. SO has school started for you guys yet? It's my first year of high school. I miss sleeping in.

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