Outgoth The Goth

Chapter 9 - Staying Alive.

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Outgoth the Goth.

Chapter 9 – Staying Alive.

No One's POV

Jade knew, she needed to be on her toes. As she pulled her car out of the driveway, she glanced over to the Olson house and the cop cars still parked in front of it.

She found herself admiring the method used and personally hoped the old bastard, Mr. Olson suffered. He had called the police on Jade no less than 3 times in the last 4 years. Each time it was for music being played too loud. In reality, Jade wasn't playing the music very loud at all.

As per her normal routine, Jade stopped in at Jet brew for coffee. Normally she would have just grabbed the coffee and ran but a line from her, art of war book stuck in her mind.

"What the ancients called a clever fighter is one that not only wins, but excels in winning with ease."

Jade's first instinct was to simply charge into Hollywood arts and strangle the little freak in front of the whole student body.

Jade quickly scoffed at the thought. "With my luck, she'll go all "The Thing" on me and her head will just come off, grow legs and walk away. No. To win at ease, I must be at ease. Not freaked and stressed out. Vigilant, but not all freaky."

Jade instead, grabbed a cinnamon Danish with her coffee, found a comfortable chair and sat down. It would give her a chance to relax and think. Sitting there she knew she would miss 1st period but, soon realized something else.

"Hey, if I miss 1st period, Wednesday will think I'm in the belly of that snake. It will be fun to waltz in and deflate her balloon. I wonder if it was her pet. I'm guessing it was supposed to return home." Jade shrugged. "Life is full of little tragedies."

Jade sat back and kept reading her book. Jade had even thought of looking at other books of military tactics as indeed their lessons could be used in many aspects of life. There were always opponents to be crushed, both on and off the battlefield. The thought of crushing her opponents. appealed to Jade immensely.

She read some more and came across a yet another passage she had underlined on her first pass through the book.

"Supreme excellence consists of breaking the enemy's resistance without fighting."

To Jade that meant, I must fight her, without fighting her.

"Sneakiness, guile, maybe some mind games. I blew up her car and got nothing. But what could I do."

Her eyes at this moment happened to look out the window to a florist across the street. In the window was a sign.

"Special today: A dozen pink rose's w/teddy bear. $29.99. For that special someone."

"Hardly the gift I would give anyone. Soft romantic bullshit." Mused Jade.

Then an idea struck her and Jade smirked. "I'm sure Wednesday, would feel much the same. I have a little idea."

An hour later Jade walked into Hollywood arts, a spring in her step and a smile on her face. As luck would have it, she quickly spotted Tori and Wednesday.

For a moment Wednesday's eyes bugged out of her head, before the uber Goth composed herself.

Jade walked up, smiled a warm smile, looked at Wednesday and quoted from one of her favorite movies. "That's not happiness to see me, is it?