Second Chance, Second Choice.

Chapter 8 - Off script.

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Second Chance, Second Choice

Chapter 8 – Off script.

We will have a chapter that follows both the young Jade and the older Jade as they try to figure out what's going on around them.

The present

Young's Jade's POV.

Granted the idea of dating Tori was strange in itself, but she was pretty, I was attracted to her and I felt a certain chemistry with her. She asked me out, I said yes, we made a date, and things were proceeding accordingly.

That was until everything went to hell and I mean hell.

First Tori abruptly breaks our date, saying something like I said she was a mistake. Now I've insulted her many a time since when that particular dark cloud arrived on my doorstep, but I've never called her a mistake. She said I would, call her that.

WTF?

This wasn't Tori, at least the one I knew. But there's a saying, you can never truly know anyone.

I'll admit that I was hurt and a bit upset. I'm a Goth and normally a bitch, but I do have feelings. They're annoying as hell to have, but I do have them.

I could have turned around, made her life a living hell or perhaps buried her in the desert. I remember the spot I picked out, her second day at Hollywood arts. It's nice to have one picked out just in case. I found myself unable to do it.

Maybe I was simply to hurt, but something inside of me didn't want too. I couldn't really explain it, so I didn't bother to try and simply ignored her.

Easier said than done.....

Next thing I know, on Friday, she put on this huge production at the talent thing. They have these a few times a year and mostly it's no huge deal. Last time she did one of these, she had a boom box with her music and a microphone. But this time, she had dance steps; she had scenery and played the fucking guitar. Vega doesn't know how to play the guitar.

Not to mention her lavish production made everyone else's productions look like utter shit. That actually was kind of funny, looking at the devastated faces of those who went before her. It's like she was doing it on purpose and that in itself is odd.

Then she goes and hangs out with Andrea Cheng and her cohorts, instead of the group. I hear she's acting short with them and then comes Monday.

Yes she tried out for the part I wanted, she's stolen too many of them from me already. This one was mine, but noooo....Vega isn't satisfied with raining on my parade, she feels the need to run it off the road as well. I had built up a lot of resentment over Tori doing that, but put it aside, when I felt there was a chance for something real. Her turning around and doing this stung, in addition to being dumped, so to speak.

She shows up and I make some snappy put downs, telling her she can't even kiss. I figure she'd just smile and that would be that. But instead.....

She kissed me.

This was no ordinary kiss, no peck on the cheek you'd get from some elderly aunt or a chaste good night kiss at the end of a mediocre date.

No sooner has she pressed her lips to mine, she moved her arms, holding me in a way that felt all too right and that bit with the back of my neck. Oh my fucking god.