Under the scorching midday sun, Hollywood Arts buzzed with the usual excitement of students shuffling between classes. Amidst the hubbub, Tori Vega and Jade West found themselves near the lockers, their once inseparable friendship now hanging on a fragile thread.
Jade's anger had been simmering for a while, and today, it finally boiled over. Her face contorted with frustration as she turned to Tori, her voice dripping with venom.
"Why can't you just mind your own business, Vega? Why the fuck do you care? Get lost or maybe run in front of a fucking bus. You're not needed here nor will ever be. Don't you fucking get it? I don't like you nor your stupid voice, not even your fake ass, always bubbly, annoyingly happy personality!"
Tori's eyes widened, the sharpness of Jade's words cutting deep into her heart. The force of Jade's disapproval left her momentarily speechless, trying to find a way to respond.
In a moment of vulnerability, Jade almost regretted her outburst. But the anger that had been building inside her for so long held her back, preventing any hint of remorse.
Tears welled up in Tori's eyes, and she struggled to maintain her composure. She managed to utter just two words, her voice trembling.
"I'm sorry."
The air around them grew heavy with tension, and onlookers stood frozen, their eyes glued to the heartbreaking scene. Jade's anger had achieved its goal; she had pushed Tori away.
Feeling the weight of embarrassment and sadness, Tori turned on her heel and walked away, the pain evident in her steps.
As the days passed, Tori distanced herself from Jade. She avoided sitting near her in class, arriving late to avoid crossing paths in the corridors, and even withdrew from their mutual friends, unwilling to endure more pain.
Jade watched this unfold, regret gnawing at her heart. She longed to make amends, to take back her hurtful words, but her pride and insecurity held her back.