Jake X Jane Homestuck Fanfiction

Jackson Ambassador

Chapter Twelve : Jackson Ambassador

I jumped, spilling some beans across my shirt, then looked up, a girl in a bright green sweater, khakis, and white sneakers and a matching green Harry Potter eyeglasses on her nose, was smiling down at me. "Hello," I said, noticeably less enthustiastically.

"You're new, right?" she asked.

"Um," I said, glancing back at Aranea and her friend. "Yeah, I guess I am."

"Great!" She stuck out her hand, "I'm Jade. With the student hospitality commitee? It's my job to welcome you to Jackson and make sure you're finding your way around here."

Hospitality commitee? This was a first. "Wow," I said. "Thanks."

"No problem!" Jade reached down, brushing off the wall beside me with one hand, then sat down next to me, placing her purse-a large, quilted number, also green-beside her.

"I was new last year," she explained."And this is such a big school, and so hard to navigate, I really felt like there was a need for some kind of program to help people get comfortable here. So I started Jackson Ambassadors. Oh, wait, I forgot your welcome gift!"

"Oh," I said, "You don't have to-"

But already, she was unzipping her green bag and pulling out a small red box, tied with a matching red ribbon from within it. There was a sticker on the front that said JACKSON TIGER SPIRIT! also red. And shiny. She handed it to me, clearly proud, and I felt like I had no choice but to take it.

"In there," she said, "You'll find a pencil, a pen, and the schedules for all winter sports. Oh, and a list of numbers you might need, like guidance, and the main office and the library."

"Wow," I said again. Across the courtyard, Aranea and her friend were now sharing a bag of doritos, passing them back and forth.

"Plus," Jade continued, "Some great giveaways from local merchants. There's a coupon for a free drink at Frazier Bakery, and if you buy any muffin at Jump Java, you can get another half off!"

Sitting there, I realized that one of two things could happen from here. Either I would hate Jade, or we'd be best friends and Liz Sweet would end up just like her. "That's really nice," I said as she beamed at me, clearly proud. "I appreciate it."

"Oh, it's no problem," she said. "I'm just trying to make people feel a little more at home than I did."

"You had a tough time?"

For a moment, and only a fucking moment, her smile became slightly less perky. "I guess so," she said. Then she brightened.

"But things are great now, seriously. I really like it here."

"Well," I said, "I've moved around a lot. So, hopefully it won't be so bad."

"Oh, I'm sure it won't be," she said. "But if you have any problems, my card's in there as well. Don't hesitate to call or e-mail, okay? I mean that."

I nodded, "Thanks, Jade."

"Thank you!" She smiled at me, then put a hand on her mouth. "Oh goodness, I'm so rude! I didn't even get your name. Or did-"

"Jane!"

I blinked, sure I hadn't heard this right. But then it came again. Yes, someone was calling my name. By my real name.

I turned my head. There, at the picnic table, was the blonde girl, now standing, her hands cupped over her mouth. Yelling. At me.

"Jane!" she said, then waved. "Hey! We're over here!"

"Oh," Jade said, glancing at her, then back at me. "Looks like you've already made some friends."

I looked back at the table, where Aranea was watching me as well, the bag of doritos in one hand. "I guess so," I said.

"Well," Jade said, "Maybe you don't need the packet at all. But I just thought. . ."

"No," I told her, suddenly feeling bad for some reason. "I'm glad to have it. Really,"

She smiled at me. "Great. It's nice meeting you, Jane."

"You, too."

She stood, then turned on one pert sneaker and started down the walkway, reaching up to adjust her glasses as she went. I glanced at the blonde. Come on, she mouthed, waving at me again.

So this was my moment, Ithought, picking me again, although not the way I'd expected. Still, I got to my feet, tossing my burrito in a nearby trash can, and headed across the courtyard to see what would happen next.

I was almost there when I looked back at the direction where Deb had and gone, finding her a moment later by the bus parking lot. She was sitting under a tree, her green purse beside her, sipping a soda. Alone.

Hold the fuck up.

Calm your tits.

I know this is mean of me for making Jade the 'forever alone' character here.

But that won't last long enough anyway.

I mean, not in a few next chapters.

Maybe.

Nah.

I'm kidding

Everybody loves Jade Harley

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