unedited with some bonus author notes/ramblings
warning: some coarse language hhhh
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Evan misses Jadey's long hair.
It was too hot, she said. Tying it up didn't really keep her as cool as it was having it only reach her ears.
She'd cut it in some sort of, pixie-style, was it? He didn't really know what it was called.
All that he knows is that he won't get to see her cute ponytail again until the winter comes, maybe autumn if he's lucky.
Which he isn't. Lucky, that is.
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Evan misses Jadey's smiles.
Not that crooked smirk or those too wide, too condescending ones that she gave out to people these days. He misses the kind of smiles she had when they were younger. That shy but sweet smile she did when she hadn't liked showing the world her braces. Missed when her smiles lit the entire room and seemed to be reserved for him and him alone.
He wonders what it would take to see her smile again.
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Evan misses Jadey.
...
That's it.
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Jadey cuts her hair short.
She knows Evan likes girls with long hair. It's something she doesn't want to think about. At all.
(Liar, her own voice singsongs back at her. Liar, liar, pants on fire.)
So she asks her mom if she could get it short. Her mom is obviously appalled at the action -almost disappointed- and asks why.
"It's too hot," is what she remembers saying. Her mom believes her.
(She wishes she could believe that too.)
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Jadey finally has her braces removed.
(And she's begun to distance herself from Evan now.)
She's been making friends all around the campus. People like her better when she's joking around, when she acts with more bravado than she actually feels.
(No they don't. People hate her even more now that she's talking-)
Whereas Evan got quieter, she got louder. More cool, more popular.
(-and it's just the information she needed.)
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Jadey doesn't miss Evan.
...
(She's lying. Again.)
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((MY FUCKING CLASSMATE'S REACTIONS TO THIS GIVE ME LIFE, GOD THE IDEAS THAT POPPED IN MY BRAIN WHEN YOU GUYS SAID "YOU COULDN'T ACCEPT THIS" HSJKSKSKSJFKDKDK IM THRIVING
anyway, start off with Jadey, post-fallout, in 1st year college thinking about Evan and how much she hates that she still misses that gotdamn tree fucker))
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The box hits her sorry excuse of a bed roughly, and she lets herself fall after it. God, her arms hurt like hell. Moving day was a shit ton of work. Her glasses smush against the fabric of the matress and if that wasn't fucking annoying, then she'd eat her Lush bathbombs. She sighed. The curse of terrible eyesight, really.
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