Authors note: Hey everyone! So I've decided to keep both POVs and try to fit both of them in a chapter! So this chapter's longer, tell me what you think! You guys are awesome!
Jade
I think that I responded to my monster of a mother pretty appropriately. It's true. She's never there. No shit she doesn't know about Beck. She doesn't know about her daughter being a raging homosexual either. I mean fling after fling this summer should've fed my libido for sex, but somehow it didn't. Goddamn Fraud and his philosophies.
No, ever since the party, I've been wanting this one girl.
"Jade! Nice to see another girl with some spunk here!" I hear my friend Harry say as I enter the party with Jesse. Harry throws the best parties. He once drove me home and took care of me after I crashed one of his parties and got wasted. I decided to treat Jesse to a classic LA party as a welcome gift for her week long stay.
"Who might this lass be?" Harry asks me looking at Jesse.
"This is Jesse, my cousin from New York. She's staying for a week." I tell Harry.
"Welcome! I throw the best parties around!" Harry says to Jesse. I smile. Harry is sweet, and he's really cool. I can tell Jesse thinks he's cute too.
Jesse and I go to the kitchen where the drinks are. I get 2 glasses of Vodka and Hawaiian Punch. I give one to Jesse. People are dancing in the living room and I'm talking to Jesse about all the flings I've had over the summer, with various girls. Then I hear a familiar laugh. I turn my eyes in the direction of the noise to see the one and only Victoria Vega. But she's moving in ways I didn't think possible. She looks so… different. She's letting loose. Maybe she's drunk.
"She can dance." Jesse says.
"Yeah she's ok I guess." I comment.
"Just ok? Then why are you looking at her like you're an eagle she's your prey?" Jesse asks.
"I am not!" I argue, pulling my attention from the dancing girl.
"Don't stop staring on my account." Jesse says laughing.
"Yeah Jade, I dare you to go make a move." Harry says, appearing out of nowhere. Jesse smiles the famous West sly smile.
"Are you kidding me? This is Vega! The goody little straight shoes!" I say.
"Sounds like you're scared." Harry says.
"Oh fuck you!" I say. I down the rest of my drink and head into the living room.
"Vega" I say approaching the brunette.
"Jade! What are you doing here?" She asks all happy like. The song "Chandelier" by Sia, starts playing. I'm about to answer when she says, "Oh! I loove this song! Dance with me!" Then she pulls my front to her back and puts my hands on her hips. She starts to dance on me and for a second she's not sweet sally peaches. She's transformed into a sexy dangerous girl who is giving me thoughts I shouldn't be having. She faces me and keeps dancing, our faces close. Her brown eyes holding no innocence, I move my face a bit closer and our lips almost touch but the song ends, along with the moment.
After that night, I hadn't seen Vega the same. I saw her a few times with the group, and I tried not to seem phased by our interaction. She thought I didn't remember it. But when we at the beach once, I took my shirt off extra slow for her, to see her reaction. Maybe I was a bit too generous with that. What can I say? I love the reactions I get out of her.
This year was my year. I'll string along Vega till I get the job done.
I slam on the brakes of my 1960 Chevy Impala at the red light.
When I finally get to school I notice a new car in the parking lot. By the little microphone hanging from the mirror, I'm guessing it's Vega's. I can see that all of the gangs cars are here as well. Time to make my entrance.
I go up to the double doors and push them back, strutting into the school. I can feel the eyes of the boys on me and the whimpers from them because I don't like guys. I see the group at the stairs and Cat is holding my coffee. I go up to them, knowing they've noticed my attire.
"Robbie stop drooling before you make a puddle on the floor." I say taking my coffee from Cat.
"Wow Jadey! You look hot!" Cat says giggling.
"You always know how to get people's attention." Beck says scratching the back of his neck.
"That's true my brother that is true." Andre says.
I see Vega approach the group and I almost die of laughter.
"Vega! What are you wearing? A souvenir?" I say between my uncontrollable laughing.
"It's my first day of school?" Andre asks.
"Yeah I decided to wear it for my dad. I'm gonna go put it in my locker." She says looking a little down. I'm surprised she hasn't reacted to my choice of wardrobe.
"Hey guess what Tori?!" Cat says.
"Yes Cat?" She asks.
"It's my first day too! How crazy is that?" She says, jumping up and down. Beck stops her bouncing by placing his hands on her shoulders.
"Cat" he says looking at her eye level, "it's everyone's first day of school." He says. He speaks to her like she's a child. Well, she kinda is.
"Oh...yay!" Cat says happily. Beck just rolls his eyes. Tori goes to her locker with Andre.
"Yeah I'm bored now" I say, then I turn to go to my locker.
Tori
I approach my locker with Andre and turn on the lights, "making it shine". Isn't that cute?
"So Tori, stare much?" Andre asks as I spin open the combo.
"What?" I ask turning to my best friend.
"I mean we all know Jade is hot. Boy do we know that. But I saw the way you looked at her from far away. Is there something you wanna tell me?" Andre asks.
"No, I just like her outfit, I guess.." I say.
"Whatever you say chica. I'll see you at class." He says walking away.
I take my stupid first day shirt off, revealing my black tanktop. I feel a pair of eyes watching me. I look across the hall to see Jade looking at me. God, she's gorgeous. Those curves… they drive me mad! I mean, I don't swing her way, but I'm young. I know that these urges come up. With Jade around, she can stir up anyone's hormones. I look in my locker mirror and notice that this shirt looks really good on me. I've never really worn black a lot, but I guess it works. Then I feel someone come up behind me. I see Jade in the reflection of my mirror.
"That's one of the reasons it's my favorite color." She says. I turn around to face the seductress. She looks me up and down with her signature smirk, then walks away. Then the bell rings signaling the start to my Senior year.