A Fighter's Secrets (Jori Fanfic) [Discontinued]

Chapter 8

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Chapter 8: Jade's POV

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"Jadey, did you do the math homework?" I blink, snapping out of my abrupt daydream. Two pairs of eyes are on me as I shift uneasily in my seat. I rearrange the papers I have in my hands, trying to look innocent, even though my mind had wandered off to her. Who am I kidding? Whenever I wasn't doing something, my mind always trailed to Tori. The quirks of liking someone, everybody. They can never leave your mind, even if you tried.

I lick my lips, staring blankly at the papers. "Um...no. I didn't pay attention in class and I'm lost." My shoulders slump as I grip my pencil in my fingers. "What is the solution if the two equations are y = x - 1 and y = 2x + 2?" I turn to her as I scribble the numbers down. I was too lazy to figure it out for myself. I mean-I probably knew the answer but I'm not going through the trouble of actually doing it.

Cat moves from the couch to floor to sit next to me. She peers over my paper and gasps. "Jade! How are you still on the review? We learned this in the beginning of the school year...as review of last year!" she exclaims, my pride shrinking.

The one thing I sucked most at, she was great at it. Math was the only thing Cat could understand. It was just letters and numbers; her expertise.

I shrug helplessly, leaning closer to the short girl. "Well I forgot, okay? I'm not a math person. I'm going to be a damn writer, not a fucking mathematician." Since we were juniors, we had to take Algebra 2 Trig but Cat somehow got Honors Algebra 2 Trig and Vega's in Pre Calc. As I said before, nerds.

She giggles at my bluntness and takes my pencil, writing in my math journal "It's so simple. Just make the equations equal each other and solve for x." I watch her brows scrunch together as she subtracts x from 2x. "See, now you get x = -3. To find the y-coordinate, you have to substitute the x for -3 in one of the other equations." She replaces the x in y = 2x + 2 and gets y = -4. "The solution is (-3, -4). That wasn't so hard, now was it?"

"I guess not." How did she make it look so easy? Aren't I smarter than her? Nah. I'm just lazy.

The redhead grins. "Good because these are the simplest questions in Algebra 2 Trig," she states, my eyes widening. This was the easiest? Goddammit.

A low groan escapes me as I collapse on the ground, my hair splayed everywhere. Sam snorts at my actions but sips her soda nonetheless. "How did you even get this far in the math curriculum? Even I know what this crap is. Or at least some of it." Cat covers her mouth, gasping, while I roll my eyes and sit up.

"Sam, all you know how to do is add chicken together. Two turkey legs plus a dozen wings equals one satisfied Sam Puckett." All the blonde could do was eat meat. From chicken to beef to pork. It was her life obsession.

The ex-web host purses her lips, nodding in agreement. "That could not be more true." She shifts on the couch, placing her bare feet on the rugged ground. Our eyes meet, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "But your mind isn't exactly on math now is it, West?" That sly bastard. She could always know when I was hiding something. Damn, we are so alike.

I bite my lip, looking away from her. I could feel her cold eyes on me as I shoot out, "Vega."

The atmosphere of the room turns solid as Cat jumps me. Her dark eyes were wide, the red locks flying everywhere as she knocks me over. "Cat!" I hiss, gripping her biceps, trying to push her away.

"What happened between you two?" she inquires in a slur. She smiles giddily, her eyes darting to her roommate. "Did you kiss?"

My eyes widen and I am finally able to yank her off me. "No... We didn't kiss," I mumble, my tone deflating at the end. "We just talked a little after I scared off Jessica, who was obviously flirting with her." My nose scrunches up at the thought of the slut rubbing herself on the brunette. "She was basically dry humping Vega in public. It was so disgusting."