"Can I sleep in here with you? Ally and Zack are quite loud." She laughed then nodded her head since he could see her. He shut off the flashlight then climbed into bed with her. It was awkward at first but Jade and Easton were too tired to care. Soon after both of them fell back to sleep.
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Jade woke to her head pounding. Too. Much. Alcohol. She groaned as she is slowly tried to sit up. The room started to spin wildly, Jade quickly shut her eyes to try and ease the pain. "Damn hangovers." She muttered to herself as she finally looked around the room. Jade looked down at her bed to see Easton laying in her bed. At first she was shocked but then she remember the part of the night where Easton came in her room. She laughed quietly, trying not to wake him up.
Her head was still pounding as she rolled out of bed. She had to use the wall to reach the bathroom that was attached to her room. Once she reached it, she quickly threw open the cabinet and grabbed the container of Ibuprofen. Jade took out two and popped them into her mouth. She then slowly walked over to her dresser and grabbed clothes for today, then she set the bottle of Ibuprofen on the table next to Easton.
There was a nauseous feeling in her stomach once she reached the bathroom. She leaned over the sink and stared at the mirror for a minute. Her black hair was tangled and looked like a bird's nest, there were dark bags under her eyes, and her makeup was slightly smeared. She looked like a zombie who was trying to look good for a date night.
Jade slowly turned back around and faced the glass door that led to the shower. She slipped out of her clothing from the night before and stepped into the tiled shower. She then turned on the water and let the cool liquid run down her body. She leaned her head against the wall and let the water prick her back, making faint lines of water drops cascading down her back.
About ten minutes later, she stepped out of the shower and dried herself off. It felt like she washed off everything that happened at the party last night. Her mind always kept going back to the fight with Jinx. Why would she show up at her house? Especially when there were other people around. Jade shook the thoughts from her head as she got dressed.
Jade put on a simple white tank top with dark grey skinny jeans. She quickly blow dried her hair and fixed the small curls with the flat iron. Once she thought her hair was okay, she grabbed her makeup from the cabinet under the sink. She decided to not overdo it, so she put on light blush, eyeliner, and foundation. Next, Jade quickly brushed her teeth and gurgled mouthwash. As she finished, she walked out of the room. Her head wasn't pounding anymore, thankfully.
Easton woke up to the sound of the water running in the bathroom attached to the room he was in. What the hell, why am I in a different room than last night? Easton asked himself as he slowly sat up, his head pounding with every move. He groaned in pain as he looked around the room, his eyes landed on the bottle of Ibuprofen on the table next to him. He quickly grabbed the bottle, opened it, and tossed two in his mouth then he washed them down with the glass of water next to him. After he finally got out of bed, he slowly made his way towards the door and down the stairs, after stumbling a few times.
Jade stepped out of the bathroom and looked towards her bed to see if Easton was awake but the bed was empty. She shrugged then walked over to the table near the bed. She noticed that the cap of the bottle of Ibuprofen was off, the bottle was moved and the glass of water near the bottle was empty. At least he took some Ibuprofen, Jade thought as she walked out of the room. She dragged herself down the stairs to see Steven sitting on the couch.
"Is breakfast done?" Jade asked, just above a whisper. Steven turned around and looked at her, he smirked. "I wouldn't know, Ma'am. I would go ask the person in the kitchen." Jade gave him a confused look before walking through the house and into the kitchen. She smiled when she realized who was cooking.

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Calling All Angels
Художественная прозаFor one, Chesterfield High is not normal but Jade Fey's life is beyond that. Jade Fey is an orphaned, eighteen year old. She lost her parents at the age of 16 in a tragic "accident." Most people say they were in a car accident, other say they were...