Safety Scissors: REBOOT

Chapter Three: 'Jade' Part two

Warning: May contain triggering content, graphic scenes of harm, or bad language, Be cautious, and be nice. Happy reading :)

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The rest of your classes until lunch went smoothly. You had filming, and art classes, as well as advanced courses. The classes were boring, and seemed to drag on for ages, each one making you more and more antsy. You liked to move around, even just to walk, to pace, just to pace. By the end of it you were desperate to get out of your seat, desperate to take a walk, or even just to not be so bored. 

The bell rang.

Everyone hopped out of their seats, the bustling classroom exiting into an even more crowded hallway. Lunch is in 5 minutes, leaving you just a couple to reach your locker and sit at a table outside. 

The walk was quick, as it always was with the way you walked, the scissor locker still there, daunting and mysterious as it was earlier. You went to lunch, watching the scissor lady from afar. You didn't want to disturb their group, and nobody seemed to like you, or seemed scared of you, so you stayed alone. You tugged at the neck of your shirt, as you ate, leg practically vibrating as it bounced up and down under the table, incessant tapping coming from your hands filling some of the air around you that wasn't filled with noise yet. The small snack you had was good enough. You weren't really hungry right now. You continued staring at her, looking away when you thought she was going to look up, good at reading people. 

You listened to the conversation around you, watching her interact with other people. She looked kind of cute, with that scowl on her face, and how she always said something hilariously snarky in response. It made you giggle a little.  Lunch ended, as did the day, and you went home, driving in your small car, alone again.

-3 week timeskip- ('cause your author is lazy)

Mom continued working, harder and harder everyday, seeming more and more exhausted as you cared for her. It was getting harder to take care of her, and the groceries while doing your school work, but you managed. It was times like these where you wanted to ball up and cry, and have somebody hold you, to care for you. But it was all a fantasy after what you did that day. You had to spend time getting rid of your dark circles, your body maintaining its usual fluctuating low weight. Meals were fine, and you ate them regularly, but sometimes you just.... passed out when you got home, and don't wake up in time to make food. 

You made a friend. Her name is Tori, she makes you sit at the table and buys you lunch sometimes, asking how your day was and stuff, while you sat there with a small smile. Mom was usually working. You were happy to have somebody to talk to, even if you weren't happy all the time. Your emotions changed quick due to the lack of sleep, and Tori seemingly hasn't noticed, at least, you hope so. Over time, you learned the scissor lady's name was Jade.

Jade. What a lovely name. You loved the way it sounded, but you really were too tired to talk to her. Your hair stayed neat, and everything tidy because of your cleaning habits, and everything was stocked, but you just couldn't close your eyes at night, sometimes due to nightmares, and sometimes just because you couldn't sleep. Some nights, you would scream into an empty void, kicking and screaming, alone and shivering. You were too tired to hold back sarcasm, and your overwhelming emotions that you pushed down, dragging you farther into your hole of despair. 

Everything kept going, and you kept pining, even if it was just thinking about how Jade looked in a certain light, or just how cool her shirt was.  She was snarky, and you found it funny, the scowl on her face always holding place, and making her look like a little gremlin. You sat at the table with them, which was a change, but you always looked down and away, staying rather high-walled, and keeping to yourself, laughing occasionally, but almost always watching Jade from the corner of your eye. 

You enjoyed the few classes you shared with Jade, choosing to sit in the back and scribble down notes you could barely see, and doodling in your notebook. The pining from afar continued, while you hoped Tori wouldn't know how you've been. The newest play is coming up, and so you would have to perform the infamous bird scene. And, you hoped it was melancholy as well.

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Had to rewrite a bit because it wouldn't save, which sucks, but have a good day loves, and sorry it's late.