Harmony amidst Chaos | A Jori story

Aliens, kangaroos and turtles

-TORI'S POV-

I'm currently sitting on my couch at home, overthinking my choice to transfer schools.

Yes, I went home after the coffee incident this morning.

I called back my mom just after André had left and asked her to pick me up. We didn't really speak in the car on our way home. I felt so heavy though, so the moment we stepped inside the house, I crumbled down.

Every feeling of failure, embarrassment, anxiety and loneliness came out all at ones. I cried so hard and for I don't know how long. My mom held me the whole time, comforting me, but not really saying anything. The crying didn't feel that bad, it was actually relieving.

After my cries died down, my mom took the opportunity to ask me what happend that made me so upset.

"Well Jade happened." I responded.

"Who's Jade?" She asked.

"Jade is this goth looking girl in my class, who apparently has got something against me. I didn't do anything wrong mom, and she just threw cold coffee over my head. I just don't understand why she would do that?!" I explained to her.

I also told her about Cat, Jade's boyfriend, that weird nerdy guy and his puppet and about mr. Sikowitz. We even shared a laugh together and talked about it for a while, her being a good listener.

"How about you freshen up, honey? A shower might do wonders." My mom suggested then.

I got up and went upstairs to the bathroom connected to my room and took off all of my clothes. Everything smelled like very old gross coffee by now, so I put it in the laundry basket.

I stepped under a steamily hot shower which felt amazing after the cold coffee shower.

After that, I had come down in my sweatpants and hoodie, setting myself down on the couch with my laptop on my lap. My mom had made me some hot chocolate and handed it to me.

"Here, sweetheart. Something to warm you up."

"Thanks mom."

Before I knew it Trina got home as well.

I have probably been watching my performance in the Big Showcase a hundred and six times by now. It went viral on the school's website and on The Slap, the school's social platform. I keep watching it, wondering where I got the confidence to pull that off and where that confidence was this morning, when I needed it.

I hear footsteps coming down the stairs as I watch the Big Showcase performance for the hundred and seventh time.

Trina sit's down next to me, while smiling at my laptop screen.

"You know, you're actually not terrible." She says.

I chuckle and pause the video. Then I sigh.

"You're really gonna quit Hollywood Arts?" Trina asks me.

"What do you think I should do?"

"I think you should come back."

"Why?"

"So I won't be known at school as the girl with the lame little sister who quit on her first day."

I laugh. Only Trina is able to give these comebacks and make me laugh when I feel down. It's one of the things I love most about her. She can be a grunch sometimes, but she's an amazing sister when she wants to be.

Trina get's up from the couch. Walking back towards the stairs.

"And I think you were really good in the big showcase." She says genuinely.