"Hey babes, can't decide if I should wear my Lou Vuitton pumps or Prada flats. Text me back, btw I'm wearing the floral playsuit you bought me last weekend. Loves you." I annunciate into my phone, pressing send when Siri repeats it correctly. Jake pokes his head into my door, smiling at me with a waffle in his hand. "We have to go J, don't want to deprive anyone of our presence." He spoke through a mouthful of the fatty food, getting a handful of crumbs on his polo. I shove my notification-less phone into my purse and grab the flats, attempting to put them on while following my brother to his car. "Mom and dad are leaving again today. Maui, for at least 3 weeks this time." He announced, speeding past the stop sign. "Maui? Didn't they go there last summer." I ask, carefully re-applying my lipstick. The Dolce shade complimented my eyes, Brooke said when she picked it out. "I can't remember, probably. Do you work today?" He asked, not so secretly checking himself out in the rearview mirror. "Nope, I don't work until next Tuesday. We're getting new employees, and it's all their training until my shift." I reply, checking my phone to see if Nina had texted back yet. Not that it would matter, I would look hot in either of the shoes. My screen was blank, my perfectly waxed eyebrows raised. "Was Tyler with Nina last night?" I ask Jake, starting to type another text to my red haired friend. "I don't know. Why?" He said, ruffling his hands through his gelled hair. "She's not responding. Maybe he stayed over or something." I add, asking Nina to text me when she wakes up. "Did you do the English homework?" He asks, stepping out of the car and waiting for me. I grab my purse, walking beside Jake to the table of people awaiting us. "Course not." I answer, shrugging my shoulders at him before taking a seat next to Riley Marra. "I thought we agreed to trash that video!" Emma spoke harshly, directing her eyes to my brother. "She was bound to come out one day, just look at her." Brooke defended, picking at her coral nails in boredom. "Calm down, Em. Audrey isn't your problem, I'm sure she's relieved we did the stressful coming out part for her." I add, once again checking my phone in hopes she'd text me back. "Besides, what's the big deal if she is a lesbian?" Jake asks, wiggling his bushy eyebrows suggestively. "The point is, it wasn't her decision to come out!" She argued, giving a dirty look. "Chill out! I wasn't the only one on that group thread. I deleted the video, after I sent it to PJ. Girl on girl is his demographic." Jake snapped, raising his hands in surrender. "I don't see Nina anywhere." Riley suggests, earning a glare from me. Will nods his head, "you know she did the wide release." I sigh loudly, drawing the attention of my friends to me. "And you say that because? Who's to say you didn't release the stupid video." I state, accusing him like he did to Nina. "Nina is a spoiled sociopath with no impulse control, at least you kind of know when to stop. Who knows, maybe Audrey will Taylor Swift her anger into one of her little films." Brooke retorts, standing up from the table as the bell rings.
"Cavemen made fires. Those fires cast shadows, and those shadows created fear. Men have been obsessed with scaring each other ever since." Mr. Branson states, writing on the chalkboard. He turns around, looking to the silent class and wiping his chalk covered hands on his hideous khakis. "Brooke... Would you please tell us all which genre originated with 'The Castle of Otranto'?" She looked up from her lap, probably texting or updating her Facebook status. She bats her eyelashes, "The castle genre?" I almost laugh at her stupidity. "The gothic genre." My eyes avert to the unknown blonde boy, sitting in the back of the class. Hello, new kid. Branson sighed in relief while clapping his hands, "thank you." "Guys, look, I get it. Nobody wants to sit around reading 500 dusty pages about monks and curses. But nobody's forcing you to watch 'The Walking Dead'." I shake my head, you couldn't pay me enough money to make me watch anything other than The Vampire Diaries. "Is 'The Walking Dead' on the mid term?" Jake asks, immediately being shut down by Emma. "Zombies are not literature, Jake." Emma states, shaking her head. "Why not? George Romero, Horace Walpole, it's all the same bones." I look away from the boring debate, checking once again for a reply from Nina. "Or the same rotting flesh, Kieran's right. Gothic genre is all over TV right now. You have 'Bates Motel', you have 'American Horror Story', 'Hannibal'" Branson announces, standing in front of the classroom. "What about 'Texas Chainsaw' or 'Halloween'?" Jake asks, partaking in a classroom discussion for the first time in his life. "Those are slasher movies." I retort, shaking my head at my annoying brother. Noah Foster clears his throat, drawing the attention to him."You can't do a slasher movie as a TV show." He looks to the people silent around him, now about explain his analogy. "Well, think about it. You know, girl and her friend arrive at the dance, summer camp, ghost town, whatever. Killer takes them out one by one. Ninety minutes later, sun comes up and the final girl is sitting in the back of an ambulance. Watching her friends body's get wheeled by, slasher movies burn bright and fast." People agree, nodding. Some faces look at the boy, a shocked expression replacing their bored one. But most agreed with his claim, "and you know, by the time the first body is found, it's only a matter of time before the blood bath commences."
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Hi, thanks for reading!! The face claim for Jade is Emmy Rossum, but because the only gifs of Emmy are her as Fiona Gallagher, and the clothes and expressions won't always match Jade, I'm also using gifs or pictures of Victoria Justice,Nina Dobrev and Maia Mitchell. Here's the outfit jade had on in this chapter:
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