[center][img]http://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/b3RmLjExNi44ZDExM2MuVlc1c2FXdGxiSGtnUm5KcFpXNWtjdywsLjAAAAAA/reisenberg.regular.png[/img] [img]http://38.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m8vgstkkoL1rr6ht5.gif[/img] [b][u]Location[/u][/b] Jade's House->Front of Lincoln Memorial High School [b][u]Interacting With:[/u][/b] Herself and then Grant, Olivia(mentioned)[hr] [hr][/center] [color=e62020][b]”Late, why am I always goddamn late?!”[/b][/color] Every fucking time, Jade Taylor was late. Whether it was her period or for school, she was never on time. A girl like her had been known for this, so perhaps keeping up her reputation of being late to almost every important event that seemed to matter in this god-forsaken town. It wasn’t like Jade has lost anyone from that crazy, psycho killer from a few years ago, but she still didn’t want to be one of the bitches that didn’t show up. The least she could do was show up so that she could say that she was there. As she scrambled around her room trying to find her phone, Jade was half-dressed. She was roaming frantically around her room only wearing black, denim pants and a few white and black assortment of bracelets on her wrists. They were those frilly kinds that people buy in the dozens for only a few bucks. She was trying to find her phone and Jade wasn’t having any luck. She was looking for it on her floor as she was on her knees, throwing aside the dirty clothes on her carpet floor. She had also tried looking on her dresser, in her bathroom, and pretty much everywhere else. After twenty minutes, Jade simply said fuck it for the time being. She needed to continue getting dressed. Set on her bed semi-laid out, Jade had picked out a loose dark grey shirt. It was one size too big for her skinny frame, so one of the sleeves usually hung off, revealing her shoulder. Jade didn’t really care. At the moment, she wasn’t really concerned about the size. It was a shirt to wear, so that’s what mattered most to her right now. Along with that shirt, her trademark black leather jacket that she doesn’t seem to go anywhere without. Jade was running so late, that she didn’t even bother with a bra. She put the shirt on, slipped the jacket on. As she would do so, wouldn’t ya know it? Her phone was right there underneath her jacket. [color=e62020][b]”Fucking hell..”[/b][/color] Jade cursed, yelling shortly into open air. She pocketed her phone and went to her closet. She picked out a pair of black boots. She didn’t give a fuck about how she looked(which was probably somewhere between rocker chick and forced comfort). Whatever, she was already running late as it was nearing 9am. Jade grabbed her bag and jetted out of her room, slamming the door behind her. She slid down the stairs with rushed grace. She zipped past her Uncle Charlie. He didn’t even have time to properly say good morning to her. As soon as she said “hey Uncle Charle”, Jade was saying bye to him. He didn’t even get a single word in until he heard the door slam. Jade had no time to even stop. She didn’t have the luxury to do so. Sprinting as much as her little legs would allow, Jade found herself getting out of her neighborhood within ten minutes, which put her missing the beginning of the fucking memorial service. Whatever, at least Jade wold be able to make it in time for some of it. She knew that, at the pace she was going, ten more minutes would do it, but one little problem: Jade was getting tired. So much so that she had to stop periodically. Five minutes of fast walking and then five more minutes of sprinting. Jade seemed to repeat this process two times. Each time she stopped sprinting, she felt her legs started to cramp up. The nerve of them. Here she was actually making an effort to get to school on time(somewhat) and they started to feel like jello. Even worse, she started to sweat. [color=e62020][b]”Great,”[/b][/color] Jade said complaiing, her pace starting to slow. Thankfully, the sight of Lincoln Memorial High School was near. As it became larger, Jade saw a figure standing in front of it, looking at the front entrance. She saw this person not moving and they seemed to have some kind of arm injury. Jade shrugged. She wasn’t going to bother him, but once she got close enough, she realized who it was. [color=e62020][b]”Hey Grant, what‘s up with your arm? Pull something?”[/b][/color] Jade asked, stopping her jog. [color=884dff][b]”Oh, Jade!”[/b][/color] Grant said with a surprised smile, turning his attention to Jade as he saw her stop near him, [color=884dff][b]”This? I slipped and fell.”[/b][/color] Grant said as convincingly as he could. [color=e62020][b]”Right..”[/b][/color] Jade didn’t believe him for one second. She looked at him, trying to gauge his confidence in that anwer. She knew he was lying, but who was she to pry? Whatever happened must be something bad. [color=e62020][b]”Gotta be careful with those falls man. They are somethings a killer.”[/b][/color] Jade laughed, arms behind her head slightly. [color=844dff][b]”I‘ll take that into mind next time I‘m walking down the stairs.”[/b][/color] He smiled, [color=844dff][b]”What are you doing here so late, Jade?”[/b][/color] Grant inquired. Jade nervously laughed. [color=e62020][b]”I could ask you the same thing. [/b][/color] Jade grinned, teasing Grant slightly. [color=884dff][b]”I, uh—”[/b][/color] [color=e62020][b]”Relax, I‘m only pulling your leg.”[/b][/color] [color=884dff][b]”Right, of course..”[/b][/color] [color=e62020][b]”Anyways, why were you just staring at the school before I walked up? Seemed like you were contemplating now going in or something like that..”[/b][/color] Jade didn’t want to pry, but she did anyways. [color=884dff][b]”I was just thinking about something.”[/b][/color] [color=e62020][b]”About how to get some poody tang?”[/b][/color] Grant’s face went red. Jade chuckled. [color=e62020][b]”You‘re so cute when you get red.”[/b][/color] [color=844dff][b]”I, uh — I mean, I wish girls said that to me more..”[/b][/color] Jade smirked. [color=e62020][b]”Oh come on, a cutie like you must have all the panties in your bag!”[/b][/color] She said, nudging him as if they were two guys in the locker room talking about the latest “score” they got the night prior. [color=884dff][b]”I do not!”[/b][/color] he protested. [color=e62020][b]”There must be one you‘re fond of..”[/b][/color] Grant went silent, looking down. [color=884dff][b]”Well, there [I]is[/I] someone..”[/b][/color] Grant said slowly, fidgeting his thumbs(to the most of his ability) together. [color=e62020][b]”Look at you Mr. Studd!”[/b][/color] Jade smirked, [color=e62020][b]”okay, Mr. Studd, who is she? I need a name.”[/b][/color] She demanded. [color=e62020][b]”Olivia..”[/b][/color] [color=e62020][b]”Johnson? That pretty blonde that you‘re always hanging around?”[/b][/color] Grant nodded. [color=e62020][b]”Damn G, that‘s a nice one.”[/b][/color] Jade sounded more excited for Grant more than she should be, [color=e62020][b]”how come you‘re not hitting that?”[/b][/color] Jade, with her rather unique approach, inquired to Grant. [color=844dff][b]”I would not [I]HIT[/I] her and I would never refer to her as [I]THAT[/I] ”[/b][/color] Grant retorted at Jade. [color=e62020][b]”Geez Louise, no need to be snappy. ”[/b][/color] Jade gave him a “calm down” look, [color=e62020][b]”but seriously, why aren‘t you two [I]together[/I]”[/b][/color] Jade emphasized the together part as she didn’t want to receive Grant’s snappy [s]bitchiness[/s] again. [color=884dff][b]”I, uh, I mean..”[/b][/color] [color=e62020][b]”Spit it out, boy wonder!”[/b][/color] [color=844dff][b]”I don‘t know if she feels the same as I do..”[/b][/color] [color=e62020][b]”And do you know that for certain?”[/b][/color] Jade asked sternly. [color=844dff][b]”No…”[/b][/color] Grant’s face fell down, his tone faded into silence. [color=e62020][b]”Then you don‘t know, do you ?”[/b][/color] Jade said, sighing. [color=884dff][b]”No, I suppose I don‘t…”[/b][/color] Grant admitted through defeat. [color=e62020][b]”Listen, if you like Olivia as much as you say you do, then you should tell her how you feel. Trust me, leaving these feelings unresolved is never a good thing to do.”[/b][/color] Jade told him. [color=884dff][b]”But—”[/b][/color] Jade interrupted Grant. [color=e62020][b]”but nothing! If you like her, then tell her dumbass.”[/b][/color] Jade bluntly said. [color=884dff][b]”I don‘t know…”[/b][/color] Jade looked at how pathetic and depressed he looked about the prospect of telling Olivia his true feelings. [color=e62020][b]”Okay, fine, I‘ll see what I can find out.,”[/b][/color] Jade sighed. Grant’s eyes widened. [color=844dff][b]”WHAT!? No, please don’t..”[/b][/color] [color=e62020][b]”Don‘t worry, G — I won‘t tell her about your little crush. ”[/b][/color] Grant wasn’t sure if he was relieved or disappointed. [color=844dff][b]”I, uh— thank you.”[/b][/color] He said, somewhat smiling. [color=e62020][b]”It‘s whatever. You‘re a cool dude and you obviously have the hots for her. It‘s the least I can do. I mean, I don’t‘ know what I‘ll find out, but I‘ll tell you after school.”[/b][/color] Jade said shrugging, [color=e62020][b]”come to Simonè‘s after school. I‘m working with Ali, so we‘ll talk then.”[/b][/color] Jade smiled at Grant, walking past him. Grant nodded. She smiled again [color=e62020][b]”Now let‘s see if we can at least catch the last part of that Memorial, kay?”[/b][/color] Jade smiled sweetly. Grant smiled back at her. The two of them went into the school. Quite an odd friendship, but then again, nothing about Verona seemed to be normal. Teens had superpowers for god’s sake. Surely, the Town Slut and Shy Boy could have a friendship, right?