Where the Consoles Lead, The Heart Will Follow

I Want Something to Change

Tiffany's pov

I really truly wanted to start over with Jackie, she's such a good person. "Jackie, do you know why I'm here?"

"I thought you said it was because you saw Conor's video?"

"Yeah, that's what I said, but I didn't mean it. Look, I'm really trying to change. You can still hate-"

"If you're going to apologize, then just do it. I hate to admit it, but I have a habit of forgiving people." She smiled. I don't know whether to take it as a good thing or a bad.

"I'm confused, and a little hurt, I guess. So, if you weren't so forgiving, would you still forgive me?" I asked

"Well, I guess it'll depend on what you're apologizing for." She smiled again. She always did smile.

"For everything. For trying to hit on Conor, hitting on past boys that liked you, for hurting you. Honestly, I'm sorry for everything, and I doubt I deserve your forgiveness. But I want it to be said that I did try to amend for my wrongs."

After a long moment of silence, Jackie bursted out laughing. "Since when have you been the one who's so serious. I'll take your word that you want to change, and I'll forgive you, truly I do. But on one condition."

"Yeah and what's that?" I asked. She got a devious and challenging look in her green eyes.

"You. Me. Rematch. Right here. Right now. Super Mario bros."

"Is that it? Ha! You don't know what youve gotten yourself into." I boasted in an obviously fake, confident voice. It was a lucky shot I won the first time around.

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But here's my story...

I'm a basic bitch from a broken home. My parents are super rich and divorced. Do you know what that means on birthdays and holidays? Yeah, lots of stuff. I grew up to be a spoiled rotten bitch. I didn't realize how bad it was until after my face off against Jackie. She won the game, but I won the glory. When it happened I didn't mind, in fact, I quit being a gamer and used my fame to become a model. It wasn't until last month I had an epiphany. I dreampt about that same day, the day I chose my path. I could've become a great gamer, but instead I became a model.

In my dream, everything happened the same. She won, I lost, I got the fame, she walked away with the cash money with the biggest smile on her face. But instead of me riding home, I was living through Jackie. She was walking a long, long, long, ways away to what I assumed was her home. It was empty, baren. Like all the life and love ever placed in there had just swept up and gone missing. But I thought surely there must be someone home right? I mean, this girl was younger than me. She walked in and wasn't expecting any reply, any greeting. She was lonely, lost...so alone. I wanted to drop on the floor and cry for her, but she pushed on. She cooked a full corse meal for herself, checked out bills she needed to pay, calculated what she could pay with her prize money, she was living the life of a mature adult. A responsible adult. Living through it, I wanted to ball up and cry to my mommy. But then she spoke to me, told me her life story... after hearing it, I wondered how she could smile at all, much less stand.

When I came out of it, I wanted to change. I wanted to better myself, I had a great and easy life. I shouldn't have been so bitchy. I wanted to change...