A/N - So here's a really short update for you guys. I do feel like you all deserve it. But, not without me saying something that's been on my mind for a little while. I'm pretty sure I've made it clear before that 'Jade' is indeed an actual person, a girl that means the world to me, and has kept me alive for a while now. I do understand that it was a risk putting her information on here...her being Emzee, the person 'Jade Price' is based on. I get that some people won't accept it, or really understand the relasionship I hold with her. I won't be mad at people who are confused by that. BUT I will be a little disturbed at people who take her information from here, just for the same of messing with her. She has a Tumblr. I put that link on here. I think it was about two or three weeks ago that people started anonamously posting on there that she she's creepy, attention seeking, and a few people even told her that she should kill herself. That pissed me off like A LOT. I have faith in my readers, I love you all to death, but I really hope that it wasn't any of you who said those things to Emzee. I created "Jade Price" and based her from Emzee because I beleive, and always will, that she is a person that so many others can learn from. I gave her info so that if anybody ever felt like they needed somebody like 'Jade'...they could talk to her. Now, I know some of you have been showing her love, but that whole thing with people being mean and ignorant towards her, really pissed me off, and I really hope that none of you were involved with it. Sorry I had to go into that, but seriously...don't mess with the people I love, because I will get mad, and I will say what I need to say. Anyways...this update is mostly because I feel bad that it takes me so damn long to update sometimes. It's short, yeah, but it has a lot of meaning in it, so it's important. There's an outfit that's included, so as always, add the "h" before the "ttp" and remove the spaces after the periods. Enjoy.
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Shelby Cocoran wasn't proud of what she had done to Rachel, but she was proud of Rachel herself. For as long as she could remember, she had been. However, seeing the girl as she was at the current time, was a little confusing for the woman. There they were, walking through Times Square on a nice Autumn afternoon, and Shelby couldn't get passed how much her daughter had changed.
"So, why is it that you're not out here auditioning, and making directors crawl after you on their hands and knees", she asked, laughing slightly.
"To be honest, I really don't care so much about that anymore. I like my job, and just living here in New York is enough for me", answered Rachel, as she looked down.
"You couldn't even look me in the eye when you said that, Rachel. I don't believe you."
"Well, it's true", the tiny diva mumbled.
"I know it's been a while, but I still know you well enough to see that singing isn't something you could give up. Even if you tried", said Shelby, with a smirk on her face.
"I haven't given up singing, I sing at Smashed all the time. It's just, the whole Broadway thing... Jesse kinda' ruined that for me...".
"How?"
"He sabotaged me. Told everyone he knew within the industry that I'm crazy, and very difficult to work with. Difficult, yes I know I can be, but...crazy, not so much."
"It kills me. How he turned out to be, I mean. He was my best student, and always one of my favorites but...there was always something about him that just rubbed me the wrong way. He had this weird intensity about him that kind of scared me a little. Now I know why. That little bastard", growled Shelby.
"I suppose it didn't help that he had started snorting cocaine up his nose. Not that it's an excuse for him...doing the things he did, but...it defiantly contributed", admitted Rachel.
"Did he really rape that poor girl?"
"Believe it or not, that's not even the worst part. She was...a virgin", said Rachel, sadly.
"Oh God."
"She's a strong girl, with more determination than I've ever known. She'll be okay now that she's home and away from Jesse", said Rachel, with confidence in her voice.
"Wow, I guess my expectations for him were set a little too high. Although, it seems like he's doing pretty well."
"Jade says that will change since he doesn't have me, or sunshine anymore. She thinks he's addicted to smaller girls that can sing. He compares himself to them, always claiming his victory, and then sucks the life out of them to feed his ego."
"Okay, wow. I think I really like that girl. Were you friends with her back home?"
"Yes, but not always. I have to admit, she used to scare me when I'd see her walking the halls at school. But...when I talked to her for the first time...it was like she spoke music as a language. It totally blew my mind..."
Rachel was in the choir room at McKinley. She was trying to come up with song lyrics, but found herself artistically blocked. She knew it probably had something to do with the tornado that was Jesse being around again, judging the clubs every note and melody. When Mr. Shuster had put a stop to Jesse's power trip, and announced that they would be doing original songs for New York, she wasn't really sure how she felt. At first, she was excited for it, but once everybody else had left the building, and she was sitting at the piano all by herself, the excitement went away. She Found all her lyrics to be depressing, sad, and filled with feelings of frustration. It wasn't sitting well, so she decided to call it quits for the day. She gathered her things, and left the choir room. She intended to go right home, until she passed the auditorium. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw somebody on the stage. She thought it was strange, because she stayed after school a lot more than most students, and had never seen anyone in the auditorium at that time of the day.
She wanted to barge in, and demand that whoever the person was better have a good explanation for being there after school. However, she recognized the person as she entered the large area
She knew the girl's face, she had seen her around school a lot, but she couldn't remember a name. As she walked down the steps, getting closer and closer to the stage, she noticed the girl had headphones in, and an iPod clutched in her hand. She was slowly wandering in circles around the huge empty stage, mouthing words to herself. Once she actually started to sing, Rachel stopped, and ducked into one of the rows. As she crouched behind a seat, she listened to the girl.
Jade-
I sense there's something in the wind
That feels like tragedy's at hand
And though I'd like to stand by him
Can't shake this feeling that I have
The worst is just around the bend
And does he notice my feelings for him?
And will he see how much he means to me?
I think it's not to be
What will become of my dear friend?
Where will his actions lead us then?
Although I'd like to join the crowd
In their enthusiastic cloud
Try as I may, it doesn't last
And will we ever end up together?
no, I think not, it's never to become
For I am not the one...
Rachel liked the girls voice, and couldn't help but smile. It had a certain soothing manner to it, and it was beautiful. She stood up, and continued walking towards the stage. The dark skinned girl finally noticed her, and took her headphones out of her ears.
"I'm sorry...do you need to practice in here or something", she asked, nervously.
"Oh no, not at all. I was just wondering why you were in here, but now I know. I like your voice. You don't have the vocal strength for Broadway, but you do carry a very impressive medium toned note", said Rachel, as she stepped onto the stage.
"Oh, thank you. That means something coming from you, Rachel."
"How do you know my name?"
"I just do, I guess. You're in Glee Club, everybody kinda' knows who you are."
Rachel smiled.
"You have an amazing voice, I hope you plan to do things with it", Jade continued."I may not have the vocals for Broadway, but you do."
"Thank you...and please don't hate me, but I'm having trouble remembering your name", said Rachel, shyly.
"I don't hate you. I'm Jade Price."
"That's right. Well, it was a pleasure hearing you sing, Jade."
Jade smiled, and looked at the shorter girl.
"You seem upset", she stated. "What's the matter, love?"
Rachel was confused by the girls sudden concern. She had always thought she was pretty good at hiding certain emotions. She was thrown off by Jade's appearance. She was obviously African American, and reminded Rachel of Mercedes Jones. Only, she didn't dress like Mercedes, nor did she speak like Mercedes. She was smaller, and didn't seem to have a typical black chick attitude. Had Rachel ever talked to this girl on the phone, not knowing it was her, she would have assumed she was a white girl. There she stood, wearing a Laplander hat, with Jack Skellington's face on it. With a necklace, and slippers to match. Dark brown eyes, staring at her with real concern.
"Um...nothing's the matter, I'm fine", said Rachel, with a smile.
"Oh, come on...something's bothering you. I can almost feel it", said Jade, taking a few steps closer."You can talk to me, it's alright."
"Well...I...I'm just having some problems coming up with song lyrics. Mr. Shuster wants original songs for Regionals, and for some reason, I'm having a hard time breaking into my inner artist this afternoon. It's very frustrating."
"I can understand that. That's why my band is just a cover band. We try to write our own lyrics all the time, but it's not always as simple as people assume."
"You're in a band?"
"Yeah, we play at Jolted all the time."
"Jolted? Isn't that a bar", asked Rachel, as if she was a teacher, questioning a student.
"It is", answered Jade."...but my Dad owns it, so he lets my band play there all the time. I think he just likes that we bring people in. Our shows are ages sixteen and up, but when we're done playing, all the under agers have to leave."
"I see. Well, what kind of music does your band play", Rachel asked, thinking she already knew the answer.
"Lots of different music. We don't discriminate, I mean music is one of the most important things in life. It tells stories...reveals true feelings, and gets people's words out in a way that doesn't dare compare to any other form of expression."
Rachel couldn't help but smile at that statement. She had always believed it, but had never heard anybody put it the way she had.
"Wow...you're right, Jade. I like the way you think."
"Just for the record, I think you, above most other people in Lima, have the ability to write lyrics. Your speaking voice is absolutely freaking adorable, but your singing...like something I've never heard. I hear beauty when you sing."
"You've heard me sing?"
"Sure I have. It's kind of hard not to, it seems like Glee Club is taking over the school", Jade laughed.
"Well, we're trying", said Rachel, with a smile."You should join Glee."
"I can't...I'm really not that good", said Jade, sadly.
"I beg to differ! You have an amazing voice. It's almost like...you were meant to sing lullaby's", stated Rachel.
Jade just smiled, shyly.
"Plus, your passion for music alone is something to be proud of. I can talk to Mr. Shuster if you want, I'm sure he'd let you join."
"No, it's okay. I have too much going on already. Besides, I'd hate to steal any shine away from your spotlight."
"Trust me, my spotlight is fading fast. If I'm not able to come up with lyrics, I'll be so bothered that my singing will be less than acceptable, and I'll fail everybody in that club."
"You won't fail, and if it really bothers you that much, than you have just as much passion for music as I do. You're like Tinkerbell, you needs applause to live", said Jade, with a smile. Rachel looked at her, shocked."I heard you say that to Finn Hudson this one day. It made me smile, mainly because I love Tinkerbell."
"Do you?"
"I do...I'm actually a little jealous of her."
"Why is that", asked Rachel.
"Did you know that fairies are so small, that they can only feel one emotion at a time", asked Jade, sincerely.
"I didn't know that...".
"Yeah, it's true, and I can't help but envy that. I wish I knew what it was like to feel one feeling at a time", said Jade.
"Me too, especially today. I'm somewhat overwhelmed, yet, slightly persuaded. Tired, yet restless. Lost and confused yet...willful in a way."
"So, take all those feelings, and put them into a song, love. You can do it...I have faith in you", laughed Jade.
Rachel was suddenly feeling better than she had five minutes prior. Jade seemed to see her for who she was without making it seem like a negative thing. She couldn't help but like how she kept on calling her love. She thought it was sweet.
"You know what, Jade Price? I'm very happy that I got to talk to you today. Also, very happy that I got to hear you sing. What song was that, anyways?"
"That was Sally's Song from The Nightmare Before Christmas."
"Sounds like you were singing it for somebody special. Anybody I would know", asked Rachel, raising her eye brows.
"As a matter of fact, yes. It's a forbidden situation, though. This person is already in love with somebody else, and that somebody else is just as beautiful as the one my heart is beating for", said Jade, looking away.
"Interesting. You said this person instead of this guy. Is it a female", asked Rachel.
Jade smiled.
"I guess you could say that this is less of a Jack and Sally story...it's more of a Sally & Sally story. One that will never be told, so...I don't even know why I dare to dream so much."
Rachel nodded, as a sign that she understood.
"I'm guessing that's your favorite movie, judging only by your attire, of course. Do you always wear slippers to school?"
"Not always, and this will be the last time, unfortunately. Figgins was a little annoyed with me, I guess slippers are against the McKinley dress code", said Jade.
"That's doesn't surprise me. You know, I've never seen that entire movie before."
"You've never made it all the way through The Nightmare Before Christmas", Jade asked in shock.
"I haven't, no."
"Oh my God...that's tragic! Come on...", said Jade, reaching her hand out for Rachel's.
"Come on...where?"
"To my house. I'll help you write a song...and than we can watch the movie", said Jade, with a warm, friendly smile. Sure, Rachel didn't know this girl very well, but something about her made her feel comfortable.
"Are you sure your parents won't mind?"
"They aren't home, they're on a trip with my two brothers, and sister. I have the whole house to myself, so it's okay. Come on", she said again, her hand still extended towards Rachel.
"Okay", said the shorter girl, taking her new friends hand. They headed out of the auditorium. From that they on, the two of them grew closer and closer. They had very few classes together, and usually spent a lot of time together outside of school. After a while, Rachel Berry realized that for the first time in her life, she had a best friend. A person she had more in common with than anyone could ever imagine. A person she knew would always be there for her. They both knew there was more to each other than the world would ever know, and decided that they had probably been sisters in a past life.
By the time Rachel had finished telling Shelby how she had met Jade, they were in Central Park, sitting on a bench.
"She sounds like a really great girl. Did you say her last name is Price", asked Shelby. "I think I know her family."
"Yup. Her actual name is Jada Price, but something about the name bothers her, so she goes by Jade. She's the sister I never had. Believe it or not, I've found an amazing family here. Not that Dad and Daddy weren't great parents, but...they weren't around as much as I would have liked", said Rachel, sadly.
"What do you mean?"
"I know they loved me, I know that, but they were just never home. Always working, or away on random trips and vacations. Until Glee, and Jade came along...I felt really alone a lot of the time."
"I wish you would have called me...", said Shelby, feeling more guilty than ever.
"I kinda' wish I would have too."
"You know, that's who I left Beth with."
"Who?"
"Your Dads."
"Really?"
"Yeah, this trip was kind of short notice. I called so many people to watch her. I even thought about calling Will Shuster, but than I remembered he's dating Emma Pillsbury, and she has her OCD problems. A baby, especially one that isn't hers, would probably drive her crazy. So, I was about to cancel the trip, when I ran into your Dad, Leroy, at the mall. I mentioned my predicament, and he very nicely offered to watch her for the time I visited here. He said him and Hiram missed having a little girl around the house."
Rachel smiled.
"I should probably start calling them more often. I'm happy they respect my space, but it's all for the wrong reasons. They think I'm out here trying to build a future for myself, so they don't push contact with me. I'm afraid I've taken advantage of that in the worst way. They don't even know about what happened with Jeese...", said Rachel. It was obvious that she was ashamed to admit it.
"Wait a minute, Rachel, you didn't tell them", asked Shelby, in shock. Rachel just shook her head."Why not?"
"I know they'd overreact."
"They would have every right and reason to overreact."
"I know, but I waited too long. At first I didn't tell them because, I was scared. I ended up putting it off for so long, that the reason for not telling them changed. Now it's just that I don't want to relive it anymore than I already am, and I know that's how they would make it. They'd want to hear every detail, and they'd want me to go back home to Lima."
"You'll need to tell them eventually", said Shelby, grabbing Rachel's hand, and holding it.
"I know, and I will. Just...not until I'm passed this."
"You will get passed this. I know you will. You're a lot stronger than you give yourself credit for, Rachel. I love you so much for that, and I meant it when I said I will be here for you from now on. I'm not letting go of you this time."
Rachel smiled sadly, and hugged her mother tight.
Meanwhile, at Smashed, Santana sat at the desk in the office. As Jade lay fast asleep on the couch a few feet away, Santana took her computer from her girlfriend's computer from her backpack, and turned it on. Once it was on, Santana frowned. She didn't know Jade's password. All she wanted to do was check her emails and maybe poke around Facebook for a while.
Think Santana...what's her password...
She tried typing in obvious things, than she tried a bunch of random things. Fifteen minutes later, she still hadn't guessed it. She was getting frustrated with herself. It wasn't just getting on the computer for personal reasons anymore, it had turned into a game. Santana Lopez was used to getting what she wanted, and she wasn't about to give up. She looked over at Jade, sleeping peacefully, and she smiled. She thought about how much it would hurt if Jade wasn't in her life. How scared she was the first day they had taken her to the hospital, and how worried she was when they had brought her home that night. How she laid in bed with the sick girl, watching her very favorite movie. Jade was half asleep, and delirious because of the meds they pumped her with at the hospital, but she had perked up during one particular part the movie. The part where Sally had thrown herself from a window, and landed in pieces down below.
"I love that she does that...", Jade said, weakly.
"Really? Why", asked Santana, not taking her eyes away from the TV.
"Because, Sally knows herself so well...she knew when she hit the ground she wouldn't feel anything. She knew exactly how to put herself back together, did it, and went about what she needed to do."
"What does she need to do?"
"Go find Jack, and give him what she made for him. What she made for him out of love. She loves Jack so much...that she was willing to jump out a window and fall apart, just for the sake of seeing him. That's love...", said Jade. Santana smiled, and tightened her grasp on the girl.
"That's it", said the Latina, snapping back from her memory.
She looked back to the screen, and started typing.
Jack And Sally
She smiled big, because that had gained her access. As she opened the internet browser, internally celebrating, her phone made a noise. She looked and saw that she had a text from Brittany.
Hey U. Hows she doing? - B
She's OK for now...sleeping like a baby. - S
U made her take a nap...didn't U? - B
U know me all too well, Britts. Yeah she really needed sleep. I told her no work until she naps 4 at least an hour. - S
Good. I'm so happy. Did she tell U why her and Rach were fighting with the guys? - B
Nope...which really sucks because her and Rachel have been down right tight lipped about it...that means the fight was bad and only makes me want to know even more. I will find out. - S
LOL yes U will...I know U will. I gave my class a break 4 now. Soon as I'm done here I'm gonna come there, OK? - B
Sounds good...I can't wait to see U. - S
Me 2. Ur my best friend San..- B
I always will be...but if U ever wanted more...I wouldn't hate that. - S
What? - B
Never mind...C U in a bit - S
K bye bye - B
Santana sighed sadly, and went on to check her emails, and Facebook messages. Once she was done, she intended on shutting the laptop off, and slipping it back into Jade's backpack. However, she saw a folder on the desktop marked "My Poems". It took her all of five seconds to click on it and read the first poem, titled Die Like This. The title scared Santana. That was until she actually read the poem.
Your lips cuddle mine with such love, and gentleness. It's like kisses with a cloud. For those kisses, and those alone, I could spend my life with you. You lay with me, eyes to the sky, as we admire the blanket of stars that covers us. Your whispers in my ears are like music. Like a lullaby, softly rushing me to sleep. Only to dream of how much more I'll love you when I awake. I could die like this. My love, my life, my heart's saving grace, I could truly die like this.
Santana had to wipe a single tear away. She knew the poem was about her. She remembered a night where her and Jade had laid on the rooftop of the building. Kissing, cuddling and looking up at the stars. They had laid there for hours, and Jade had fallen asleep in her arms. She was touched that the night had meant so much to her girlfriend, that she had written a poem about it. She turned the computer off, and put it back into the backpack. She stood up, wandered slowly, and quietly over to the couch, and made herself comfortable next to still sleeping Jade. She wrapped her arms around her, and closed her eyes.
Quinn was sitting in class. She could barely pay any attention to the professor talk about the upcoming assignment. She was so anxious to know how things were going between Rachel and Shelby. She pulled her phone out, and sent a text.
Hi Rach...how is everything going..? - Q
Very well actually...I think she really cares about me Quinn. - R
As she should...I'm happy. So, you're okay right now? You don't need me to leave class and come to you? - Q
Oh my...that is so sweet, but no. It's alright, we're having a really great time together. I do miss you though. - R
I miss you too, princess. I'll meet you at Smashed after my hair appointment. I love you. - Q
I love you too. - R
Quinn put her phone away and smiled. She had an overwhelming feeling that things were about to get better. She wasn't wrong, but little did she know that the happiness wouldn't last forever.
You already know, but I'll mention it. The song that Jade sang was "Sally's Song" From: The Nightmare Before Christmas. The poem by Jade, was an original Poem by Emzee Lynn Riot. Please review, you know how much your reviews mean to me. Your feedback helps the story, so don't hold back guys. I really love you all. I hope you liked this update, and please don't be mad that it was so short.