Acting for Her

Part Three: Being Girlfriends

*cough*

Jade walked over to Tori's side, the drivers side, of the car, leaning against the vehicle slightly and waiting for her girlfriend to get out of it. She had leaned her paler frame right against the part of the door that actually opened, watching whatever Tori was doing through the driver-side window. After a very quick conversation with the little demons on her shoulders-neither one of them angels-Jade decided to be impatient and leaned her head down more so Tori could see her face.

The face that Tori saw out of the corner of her eye was the exact face someone would make if they were very angry or upset, but didn't want to tell the person they loved because they loved them too much, so instead made a face. This particular face included furrowed brows, the most subtle pout Jade could pull off, and the most concentrated staring Tori had seen from her girlfriend in a long time. This list of Jade's stares included the bedroom stares, and so this was a very concentrated look.

It took a moment for Tori to finally look to her girlfriend fully, and it took a much smaller moment for the brunette to snort, almost laughing at the lost-puppy-but-somehow-grown-ass-adult-look. "Okay, okay, I'm hurrying," the Latina said, a light blush covering her cheeks as she realized just how accidentally goofy her girlfriend could be. 

"If that's hurrying, then I'd hate to see what you being slow looks like," Jade huffed, moving out of the way as Tori opened her car door, letting her out of her own vehicle. 

"Oh, Jade," Tori hummed, smoothly putting on her backpack and closing her car door behind her, "you've already felt it," she whispered, pressing a quick kiss to Jade's cheek and pressing her thumb against the lock button to her car keys, which made a very well-timed beep from the car. 

As Tori walked towards the school, Jade just stood there. Her feet refused to move, and she was almost convinced her feet had been Krazy-glued to the ground. She had this dazed look on her face, and the bottom in her was very quickly suplexed into the back of her brain as the 'Okay act normal' Jade took control again and forced her to follow Tori. There was no top Jade, or at least not that Jade herself has met yet.

By the time Jade managed to make her way into the school, Tori was already at her locker, talking to Cat casually as if the brunette didn't just make her girlfriend look like a complete idiot in front of absolutely nobody. Said girlfriend was kinda annoyed at that, and with narrowed eyes, she made a bee-line for said brunette. 

"-and that's how I managed to steal the worlds thinnest tennis racket," Cat said, smiling and playing with her own hair.

Tori just nodded, seeming to try and piece together the entire story before noticing Jade coming towards them. It was truly odd to see Jade walking around in her own sweatshirt, as it didn't exactly match what she usually wore. "You should wear blue more often," Tori hummed, watching as her girlfriend blushed slightly and even self-consciously played with one of the sleeve cuffs. 

"Well, uh...hm," Jade paused, wondering how to approach this one. She got complimented by Tori all the time, usually quick to thank her and compliment her back, but she didn't know how she felt about this one. She liked the sweatshirt, but Cat was here, but it was Cat. It was all so complicated. She decided to change the subject. "Cat, that sounds like a really interesting story," she said, moving next to Tori and hopefully slyly looping one of her arms around her taller girlfriends arm. Jade even played slightly with a hair-tie that was around her girlfriends wrist, the physical contact letting Tori know she appreciated the compliment.

"Oh, it was!" Cat said, then continued to go into a two sentence long story about how she stole the worlds thinnest tennis racket, most of the second sentence being what Jade already overheard.