The Case of the Case

All is Almost Well

Jade's PoV
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Emilee's was awesome. She was nice, funny, and her sense of style was fabulous. We already planned a sleep over and I just met you. But Alexander, God I hated him. I hate the way he like me, and most of all I hated how nice he was. His kindness was suffocating, and he wondered why I couldn't breathe ad be happy around him. He was just so obnoxious. I wish he would just take a hike, doesn't he realise I despise him? I tried being friendly but he goes psycho when I talk to someone else, he needs help.
He needs to stay away from me.
The past two weeks I've been in a suicidal center so I wouldn't go and kill myself. Under intense watch, luckily I got to keep my phone although I didn't text anyone. The people their don't care about me, they just care about getting money for my hours being there. If only people would stop getting in my way. I could die. Die. Sleep forever. Calm.
After the last period I walked straight to my locker. And there he was, acting like I didn't just yell at him. He acted like I actually enjoyed his company.
I glare at him. I hope he goes home and moved far far away from me. I never want to look at him again. I'm tired of his presence.
"Jade I just wanted to make sure we were okay?" He asks, his face turning into sincerity. He wasn't cute. Not at all. Maybe if he was cute this would be comforting. Actually there was no way in hell I would ever find him comforting.
"We? We are not a thing. There is you, and then there is me. We are not compatible as a couple in a sentence. There is no we!" I am about to go on a crying spree. I look around for something that won't make me cry. I see him, the new kid, and he sees me.
"Just get out of here." I whisper darkly at him, and shove him aside.
"Jade! You can't just act like we weren't great together!" He says angrily.
"WE WERE NEVER TOGETHER! You are psychotic! You don't know how to move on, find a girl who thinks that's endearing as to scary! I can't live with you in my life." I am crying now as I slam thing into my bag and walk away.
"You hate me don't you?" He asks.
"Just figuring that out?" I hate him.
And that's where I leave him. Alone. Away. Finally.
The new boy catches me as is tart walking home.
"Hey," he says as he taps on my arm.
I look at him and shake my head. "You probably think I'm just a crazy drama queen..." I state, he saw my affair of telling the psycho off.
"Nah... You just have a teeny touch of 'I've had enough of this guys insanity'" he chuckles and bumps into me.
Oh no. Oh no oh no.
"Yeah..." I mumble and pick my pace up.
He quickens his pace to meet mine.
He is a lot taller than me, and I'm tall kind of for a girl.
He has brown shaggy hair and deep brown eyes. His face is absolutely adorable, like a puppy mixed with a kitten. It's exotic yet familiar.
He is wearing the best shirt ever. It's the Glee cover where they all use their finger for the L in glee. The whole cast. I smile down at it and laugh.
"Like my shirt, yeah I'm a Glee Freak. He blushes, and zips up his jacket.
"I love Glee, I am a strong believer in the Klaine-ship! I cried so so much when Cory Monteith died, oh sorry I am going on a Glee spiel." I blush and stare at the ground as we walk.
He stares at me. His eyes knit together and he seems to be deeply thinking.
Oh no. No. No no no.
"Oh there is my house!" I wave and run across the street and get inside.