This will be the only chapter I'll leave unedited, call it an homage 😇
(Jade's POV)
I awoke to the sound of my alarm blaring music, and grumpily shut it off.
Grudgingly I slipped out from between my warm black blankets and started getting ready for Hell. Some people call it school. It was the dead of Winter, so naturally I bundled up in a black thermal and then put on a Panic! @ The Disco tee-shirt over it.
My makeup was dark as always, but I thought it was rather tasteful.
Before slipping out into the cold I grabbed a grey coat, my school bag, and car keys. It was a pretty normal start to my day, and I made my way over to the coffee shop as usual.
Without coffee, I'd probably be in jail by now for murder or god knows what.
Once I had a warm cup of Heaven in my hand, I made my way to Hell.
My stupid heart was all too excited to see a certain brunette there, the same one who'd occupied my thaughts and haunted my dreams since the dinner-date at Nozu.
It had started as a funny feeling, one I could easily pass off as hate. It was merely a seed then.
But as it goes, the seed grew until I realized exactly what it was, and after that, it got to the point where I couldn't deny it to myself anymore.
I was helplessly infatuated with Tori Vega.
And I despised her for it.
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