Gold is Rare But Jade is Priceless

Part 8

The next morning Jade woke up early scrambling off the bed as she continued to apologize to me for waking me up early while gathering her things. I sat up telling her that she was fine and scrambled after her as she grabbed her bag off the floor heading down the stairs toward my front door. 

"I have to go" she pointed towards the door with her eyes shaded downwards. I nodded yawning following her down the stairs and slipping on my flip-flops.

"You don't have to" when she saw me walk out the door behind her. I shook my head it was too early for words but I could walk her to the bus stop down the street as I shivered forgetting to bring a jacket. She reached out for my hand holding it as she scooted close to me leaning her head against my shoulder. I nudged up against the crook of her cheek feeling the warmth of her body and the fabric of her black hoodie against my bare skin. 

"Want to hang out again after work?" I asked her waiting at the bus stop as I saw a bus approaching. She nodded standing out a bit so the bus could see her as I let go of her hand so she could leave. I continued yawning while walking back and was probably going to catch a cold from not wearing a jacket. I looked at the time to see I still had two hours before school started. I walked into the kitchen to make some coffee and called Nick to see what shenanigans he was up to today.

Throughout the two weeks left of school, I spent more time with Jade than I did with Ciel and Nick. Occasionally we would all hang out together but I noticed that Jade would get uncomfortable when Ciel and Nick started making out. Usually, I would sit at the table and do my homework as she worked in the cafe, or we spent time over at my house when Nick and Ciel weren't there. At school, we were still separated from each other but sometimes when we passed each other in the hallway her fingers would brush against mine making me smile and distracted for the rest of the day. Which was bad when I almost wrote her name in place of mine on my English exam.

The best times were when we sat on my bed and would just hold hands while reading or watching tv. Sometimes when she was too tired to go home I let her stay over where she insisted that she slept on the couch. At times she would doze off and forget to move which I wasn't complaining about since I got to take adorable pictures of her and watch her sleep next to me until I dozed off next to her knowing that I would walk her to the bus station tomorrow and meet her at school in two hours.

We both had a comfortable pattern of a relationship, we blossomed from giving each other secret looks and holding hands to finding small hideaway areas to give each other small kisses on the cheeks and complimenting each with small touches. I had not told her about my past with self-harm but she didn't seem to care what I wore since she wore a black hoodie almost every day with a beanie and I loved her simplicity.

On the first Sunday of summer break, we were lounging around after her shift at the cafe, it was still early and we had a late lunch together. I caressed her head on the side of my shoulder as we lay on my bed looking up at the fake stars and coming up with names for them. Well one of us was looking at the stars, and the other one was staring into a beautiful set of green eyes and playing with the strands of hair that covered the side of her spotless skin. I weaved my fingers through her black silky hair that was smooth and buttery but not in the sense of the oily type, more like the luscious healthy type. 

I trailed my hand through her hair down towards the back of her black hoodie trailing my hand up and down the back of it. I loved this hoodie on her, it made her frame look small but cute at the same time as the sleeves dangled all the way down to her thighs and she would continuously have to roll it up every time she wanted to use her hands. 

"You are beautiful" I hugged her close leaning my head into the crook of her neck, smelling her natural scent that smelled like clothes detergent but when the smell was on her it was bearable as I took a deep whiff exhaling and smiled as I pressed my lips against the skin of her neck giving a small smooch. She sat up facing me as she held my hands in hers. I got the notion that she wanted to tell me something as I rubbed my thumbs over the side of her hand waiting for her to speak.