Mindcrack High?!

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**a/n** shh.. haha. ♥ ugh sick today, but I can't sleep so... stories c:

(Jade pov)

"beep beep beep" I groaned and threw a pillow at the alarm clock.

"Shut up!"I whined, and my door opened, throwing the bright light into my eyes. I cat-hissed and pulled my blanket over my face.

"Lets go! School starts in two hours. Don't make me go get mom." Jason threatened, and I jumped up.

"What's for breakfast?" I asked, wide awake. Jason laughed, and shook his head at me. I rolled my eyes at him, feeling the absence of warmth associated with my bed. Jason turned from my doorway and down the hall, his small laughing fit over already. I followed closely, covering a yawn. I'd been up for at least three hours after I retired to my room last night. My close friend Violet's seventeenth birthday is today and she wanted to celebrate it with a live stream on Living Loca, so I was setting up a suprise, I'd have to finish when I got home though.

Living Loca is a minecraft lets play I started last year with my best friends, Violet, Maddison, George and Markus. George is a girl, make no mistake, and will tear you a new one if you annoy her about it in anyway. She also happens to be dating Markus, the only boy on our server. But all that comes in later, right now, Jason is cooking...

"Uh Jason. I don't think eggs are supposed to char like that..." he frowned at me and flipped the eggs on the plate. I stiffled a giggle and gave him an innocent look.

"Well. we can't all be master chefs," he handed me the spatula and dropped the burnt eggs in the trash. I stood up and cracked a couple of eggs in the pan while Jason popped the bread in the toaster. I giggled a little.

"Don't burn the toast too. I swear if it wasn't for me you'd be eating charcoal more than actual food," he stuck his tounge out at me childishly and ducked his head.

"I suppose your right haha," we laughed for a minute before I turned the eggs, Jason watching. The toast pops and he tosses them on a plate quickly and adds more bread into the toaster. "Can we have bacon? I'm in the mood for artery hardening cholesterol," he chuckled, grabbing packaged bacon from the fridge.

"uhg. you know I hate frying bacon. I always get popped and wind up going to school with grease burns on my arms," I complained, slipping the eggs on his plate and cracked a new egg for myself.

"Well it's your fault you fry it the best!" he announced dropping the package on the counter next to me. I stuck my tounge out at him.

"Fine but you have to help me pass out Violet's cupcakes at lunch," I told him. He opened his mouth to protest but hesitated, thinking. After a few second he tilted his head with a one shouldered shrug and turned to the toaster just in time for it to pop. He tossed the toast on his plate and set it in a warm spot near the stove,  so the egg will stay warm while I finish cooking. I flipped my egg and opened the package of bacon. Heavy foot steps on the stairs signified that Jason's dad was awake. I looked up and smiled at the gruff man as he stumbled sleeping over to the island and pulled the barstool chair out to sit on.

"Morning dad," Jason said, as I pulled the egg onto my plate.

"Would you like eggs uncle?" I asked politely. He looked up in drowsy suprise.

"huh, oh no thankyou Jade. Morning Jason. Shouldn't you two be at school already?" he asked and stiffled a yawn. Jason and I gave each other confused looks.

"No sir, its only five fifteen." Jason told his father, glancing at the stove clock. Uncle's eyes widened in suprise. They were green just as mine and Jason's. Green eyes run thick through the family.

"What? Five in the morning! no wonder im so tired. What possesses you two to wake up at such an ungodly time? To have the vitility of a teenager i tell you what. I'm going back to bed. good ni- er morning," he tells us and stumbles out of the kitchen. I looked at Jason, who had a serious face on, again and we both busted out into giggle fits. I drop a handful of bacon into the pan and shivered in fear as they sizzle.

"Nervous? haha" Jason teased me when I jumped at a loud pop of grease. I scowl at him.

"You would be too if you got popped in the face!" I announced defensively. He nodded with a serious-but-playfully-so expression. I turned back to the pan and gave the sizzling bacon a cautious glare.

If I get popped.

I quickly turned it over and they sizzled aggressively, a bubble expanded and popped loudly, making me jump back with a small squeak. Jason laughed loudly, doubling over with the exuberance of his fit. I frowned and squinted my eyes at him angerly. "Shut up! I'm done. Screw your bacon," I stated and dropped the spatula on the countertop. I quickly picked up my plate and retreated to the island, sitting on the barstool that Uncle never pushed in and picked up a fork, at some point Jason must have set them up on the island while i was still blissfully sleeping. Jason recovered from his giggles and pouted at me.

"But, But Ja-a-a-ade!" he whined and looked at the pan neriously.

"Hah! who's nervous now?" I said and took a bite of my dry toast. Jason muttered and pouted again. I rolled my eyes at him and stood up, leaving my eggs but still munching the toast. I walked back over and picked up the spatula, checked the bacon and nodded. Jason gave me a hopeful look and I retaliated with an angry glance. I flipped the flame off and, with the toast between my teeth, picked up the pan and dropped several pieces on his plate and retreated to my eggs.

"woo!" Jason picked up his plate and grabbed a fork, sitting a seat away from me. I crunched my toast silently.

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"Hurry up Jason! We won't make it if we dont leave before six fourty!" I growled into his bedroom door, brushing out my drying hair. I had to drive to the bakery, pick up violets cupcakes and then had to pick up his friends. Thank goodness I opted for the spacious though gas guzzling van instead of the tiny scrap of metal Auntie thought was adorable. so I had to dish an extra twenty-five to fill the tank, my job payed well for a night shift and tips were gracious. As long as the trans doesn't quit on me, I have one of the best cars in the school. Jason's door opened and revealed the boy standing there with a green shirt and blue jeans, sandy hair sleep tossled, yet to be brushed. I tossed the hair brush at him and pulled my long brown hair into a professional bun, which did not fit my outfit whatsoever. I was wearing an over sized black T-shirt that said "I'm with muggle" with an arrow pointing to the left and a long sleeved white undershirt with a pair of black jeans. Jason looked me over and rolled his eyes.

"Attractive," he said as he flattened his hair and walked past me, I followed him down the stairs.

"Watch yourself buddy, or you and your friends will be walking the six miles to school," I told him, grabbing a small jacket from the hook and opening the door, fishing in my deep pockets for the van keys. Jason walked out to my van and yanked the passenger door.

"Open up!" He said, turning to me.

"Shut up Jason, youre starting to act like  John and Judson," I growled, walking around and unlocking the driver side and climbing in. He rolled his eyes and yanked the handle again. "Stop it jason youre going to break it like that. This is a Volkswagen bus dummy, its older than us both combined," I scolded, opening his door from the inside.

"Get a new car," was all he said as he climbed in and slammed the door to hard.

"How about you get your own car?" I told him, clicking my belt and sticking the key in.

"Okay, you know I can't drive without a license," he pointed out, clicking his belt.

"Yea, a license you can't get because you're to scared to drive," I teased. He gave me a pointed look and I threw my hands up defensively.

"Just drive. The guys are waiting," he said, crossing his arms. I examined him before sighing.

"Jason I di-" he playfully hit my shoulder.

"I know, I know, c'mon, lets go!" he chuckled, I smiled and roared the hulking beast to life. Jason played with the radio as I threw it into drive and pulled out, heading in the direction of the bakery