Jerrie Oneshot Book

Paper Planes

Summary: It all started with Perrie accidentally throwing a paper plane at Jade.

Jade

Freshman Year

The professor drones on and on about limits and derivatives, but Jade isn't listening. She's got one earbud in, a soft pop tune playing and she's using her pen to trace aimless lines in her notebook.

Bored doesn't even begin to describe what she's feeling. Math had always come easy to Jade and calculus is no exception. Note taking is unnecessary. The stern older woman standing at the front of the room doesn't exactly try to make the lesson exciting, either. She lectures without any enthusiasm, randomly calling on people she thinks aren't listening. Likely, that applies to everyone in the room.

Jade isn't worried, though. She could do this stuff in her sleep, which is becoming more and more probable as she slumps further into her chair. Her mom had always stressed the importance of good posture, but she's tired and when she glances at the clock, the minute hand seems to be in the same exact position as it was when she looked at it last. Frustrated, she closes her eyes.

Her peace doesn't last very long.

Something smacks into her face and Jade jerks up in her seat, eyes flying open. For a moment, even though it's illogical, she thinks the professor hit her, but there's a paper plane on her desk and that seems the more likely perpetrator. She subtly glances around the room to find who threw it and why. There's no one she knows in the class, so it probably wasn't meant for her.

Sure enough, a blonde girl two seats forward and a few rows over is staring guiltily back at her. Even from across the room, Jade can tell she's blushing. The girl is beautiful and looks mortified. Jade just raises her brows expectantly.

The girl points to the dark-haired girl sitting behind Jade. When Jade turns to look at her and potentially hand off the paper plane to her, the girl has her face planted into her Calculus book, snoring lightly. Jade looks back at the blonde and shrugs.

The blonde smacks a defeated hand to her forehead, but then starts gesturing wildly with her hands and pointing at the paper in Jade's hands.

So she carefully unfolds the plane, flattens out the creases, and reads it.

Hottest girl I've ever seen

Row 5

This time, it's impossible to keep from smiling just a little. She's the only girl in Row 5.

It's a flattering compliment from anyone, but reading the messy cursive handwriting and knowing it was by the hands of the gorgeous blonde whose face is now buried in her hands, it makes Jade's heart race.

She folds the paper up into a small square and tucks it into her wallet as the bell rings.

The blonde avoids her eyes for the rest of the semester.

Sophomore Year

The first time they actually speak to each other, Jade is pretty sure that Perrie doesn't know she remembers her. Either that or Perrie herself has forgotten, but based on the way she stares at her with wide blue eyes, Jade doesn't think that's the case.

Andre and Jade are in the library studying together when he pauses mid-sentence, seeming to have seen something or someone of interest.

"That's Leigh-Anne's best friend. Perrie."

He and the dark-haired girl who sat behind her in Calculus are a thing now apparently. He talks about her all time. Jade is happy for him, albeit a little bitter about her lack of a love life.