Vega Vega Vega. Every time I stop focusing on something, you just have to appear and fill up my entire mind, and it's driving me nuts. God damn it. All I can think of is Tori, Tori, Tori, and I am now having severe writer's block.

I think I am going insane, because of you.

Lying to myself all the time about how I actually feel about you is getting harder and harder to suppress. Ok, I admit that I don't really hate you, or even dislike you, but every single person I know of sing praises about you. Verbally attacking you at every turn is the only way I can get your attention and stand out in your crowded mind. Everyone assumes I hate you because of the way I had been behaving for the past year ever since you joined the school.

Yes, Big Bad Jade West is admitting to myself about liking you just a little bit. Or even a lot. Unfortunately for the both of us, I don't have the courage to confess that to you anytime soon.


A/N: Ok, this is not very well done, but did you spot the hidden message? Hint: First letters of each sentence.