I open my eyes, and see the sun streaking through my shut curtains, though they are a dark shade they never fully block out the sun, I hate the daytime. I always have even when I was a kid I was always a night owl. I climb out of my bed and walk into the adjoined bathroom. I look out of the bath room window briefly; I see nothing of interest so I quickly draw the curtains before I turn on the shower, and undress. I stand with my arm extended checking the water. I am only satisfied when the water prickles my skin due to the temperature.
Once I am done I wrap a towel around my body and walk back into my bedroom. I sit down at my vanity and sigh. There is a light tapping on my door that's when I hear my mother's calm voice speak to me from the other side of the wood "Jade, honey are you up?" She asks.
"Yeah" I say back, I never turn my head from the mirror, I don't really see the point she can't see me "I'll be down in a minute" My phone buzzes across the wooden surface of my vanity; I look down to see that once again I have woken up before my alarm has gone off, I really don't know why I set this. I don't need it if I wasn't already awake my mum would wake me. I disable my alarm and focus on getting ready.
I dress quickly; I pull on a pair of black skinny jeans, a black long sleeved t-shirt, and pair or burgundy Doc Martens, I dry my hair and curl it, before doing my make-up when I feel somewhat satisfied with the way I look, I sling my bag over my shoulder and walk down stairs. The first thing I see is the back of my brother, Nicky's head his hair is gelled into neat little spikes. He likes to think his hair looks like Sid Vicious's hair but in reality he looks more like a porcupine.
As I walk past him I fluff it up roughly. He grunts and pushes my hand away from his hair. I sit down on the chair next to him; my mum walks over to the table with two plates, with waffles on them. She brings him a glass of orange juice, before handing me a cup of coffee. I love coffee; I think it is one of the best things to wake up to. I need my morning coffee to function, I guess in a way I have become addicted to the bitter-yet to me-sweet taste of the beverage. I feel like I have to drink it every chance I get. I hold the cup just under my chin, and take in the smell of the dark liquid, that sends steam swirling into the air.
Though it is still too hot to drink, I take a sip anyway. The first drink of the day is always the best. The drink burns my tongue, forcing me to suck in the cool air of my kitchen. Though L.A isn't exactly cold, my house is always at a cool temperature. "You came in late last night" my mother comments, casually as she takes the seat opposite to me.
"Yeah I was out with Cat" I say, before placing a piece of waffle in my mouth. I take a drink of coffee and check the time "Well, I've gotta go" I say.
"Got to" my mother corrects me. My mum is a child's psychologist, though I often think she wants to be an elocution teacher, she is pulling me up on my speech every chance she gets either way.
"Sorry, I've got to go" I say, with a slight mocking edge in my voice. I swiftly walk out of the house, closing the door quietly behind me. I walk down to my car, and climb in; the first thing I do is start the engine, and play some music. The last song that was played if fading out, I always put the playlist on shuffle, that way, I can't anticipate what the next song will be having a set playlist gets boring, especially when you can remember the track order.
Hey, hey, hey, hey Ooh, oh
Won't you come see about me?
I'll be alone, dancing, you know it baby
Tell me your troubles and doubts
Giving me everything inside and out
And love's strange so real in the dark
Think of the tender things that we were working on
Slow change may pull us apart
When the light gets into your heart, baby
Don't you forget about me
Don't, don't, don't, don't
Don't you forget about me
Will you stand above me?
Look my way, never love me
Rain keeps falling, rain keeps falling
Down, down, down
Will you recognize me?
Call my name or walk on by
Rain keeps falling, rain keeps falling
Down, down, down, down
I sing along with the words, as I drive down the road, from my peripheral I can see, cars, buildings and homes and streetlights blurring past me. All they seem to be are strips of colours forming together, to creature and long straight rainbow.
The song is finished, and I am about four songs down the line by the time I pull into the schools car park. I unbuckle my seatbelt, and shut off the engine, the music dims down with the low rumble of the dying engine.
I force my car door open, pushing myself out of the confines of my car as I do so. I like school, I guess. Hollywood Arts is a great school, and I know I am lucky to be here, but it's just the people, there's too many of them, and most of them I can't stand.
That's why I only have a few friends, sure I talk to a lot people, but that doesn't mean I like them, it means I tolerate them, well sometimes. I walk through the double doors to the main entrance. And the buzz of voices fills my ears, along with the sound of collective feet all traveling in different directions. I walk over to my locker, and find my group of 'friends' stood there.
I walk over to them "Hey, Jade" greets Tori in her usual manner, of happiness.
"I'm not your friend" I say as I open my locker, grabbing a couple of books out of it, and placing them in my bag. I can sense that Tori has rolled her eyes at my retort, I don't need to be able to see her face to know how she feels about this.
I close my locker, and find Cat standing closer to me than she had before. "Hey, Jade" she says, but it's not in the manner that Tori said it, it's not a 'hey' of hello, it more of a 'hey' to catch my attention, like she has something important to tell me.
"What?" I ask, resting my shoulder on my locker, I look down at the small red haired girl who stands in front of me.
She plays with her hair before answering me "Do you know what you're doing for the talent show yet?" We always have a talent show, every season nearly, so it was a given there would be a winter one just before Christmas Vacation, but news was only put out about this on Friday, it's only Monday now.
"No" I say casually "Cat, we found about this three days ago. Plus we have a pretty long time before Christmas break I don't need to worry about it yet." I say with a shrug. I can see Beck stood behind her; he has a small smile spread out across his face.
"I'm going to some stand-up comedy" chimes in Robbie; he does this for most of the talent shows, and about half of the time, he bombs.
"Are you doing this alone or with Rex?" I ask, usually if he has Rex with him, he can somewhat salvage his performances, by making Rex heckle him. I think this is a creative and clever thing that Robbie does, to add to the performance, but then again maybe Robbie knows how bad he is, and thinks hearing it from Rex (himself) is an easier way to be let down. I shake the thoughts from my mind, I don't know what goes on inside that boys head, and I don't have the time or the inclination to find out.
"Alone" he says, with confidence in his tone.
"Oh" I say, with a slight chuckle "Well, good luck with that one Rob" I say sarcastically.
"Thanks" he smiles.
"Oh my god" I hear Beck say this under his breath I flick my eyes up to see him stood behind Cat, he runs a hand through his hair, fluffing it up slightly as he does so. Though it doesn't really need it, Beck's hair is always fluffy. It's one of the things about him that makes the girls around here go crazy, well that and the fact that he is ridiculously good looking, and a nice guy.
"Well, I think you'll be fine" says Andre, giving Robbie a reassuring pat on his back. Andre, like Beck, is a nice guy, but he can get a little wound up about things, very easily. But I can't really say anything about people like that. I get angry about pretty much everything.
The bells chimes throughout the hall and the six of us make our way to Sikowitz's class, as we walk through the door; I am surprised to see that Sikowitz already sits on the edge of the small stage at the front of the room.
We take our seats towards the front of the room. Beck sits on my left, while Cat sits, on my right. I can smell the faint sent of Beck's body spray in the air around us. Andre, sit's next to Beck and Tori sits next to him and Robbie sits just behind Tori, as we have taken up the full front row.
Sikowitz dives up and walks over to the door closing it behind the last of the students that walk slowly into the room; they walk past us, and take their usual seats at the back. They sit there in hopes of doing no work, and usually they get away with it.
"Hello, thespians" booms Sikowitz happily. "How are we all feeling today?" he asks in the same happy manner.
Naturally Cat is the only person who answers his question "Great, how are you?" she replies, her voice high pitched, her apparent happiness can be detected in her tone of voice, without her telling you she's fine, you can tell she is.
"Well, that is good news" says Sikowitz, clapping his hands together "I am fine" he says. "And it is because of this, that I am setting a challenge for you all"
"What kind of a challenge?" asks Tori.
"An acting challenge" he replies. "I am going to pair you all up, and in your pairs you will enact a scene from Romeo and Juliet" he explains "Pairs cannot be negotiated, and you must do the scene that I give you"
"So" He begins "Cat you are paired with Tori and you must recreate the exchange between Juliet and The Nurse. Act Two Scene Five" Cat and Tori, smile at one another Sikowitz hands them the extract he was talking about, and sends them off into one of the corners of the room to rehearse.
He keeps going down the list, sometimes doubling up on the scenes he is handing out. Very few of us remain now, he is drawing near to the end of his list "Andre, you will be paired with Robbie, and you will recreate the exchange between Friar Lawrence and Romeo. Act Two Scene Three." He hands them the extract and they too walk into an unoccupied corner of the room, to rehearse.
He takes a deep breath, it is clear on his face that he regrets setting this task already, and that's before he has seen any of us recreating the scenes. He knows some of us will do this justice, but he also knows that some will take liberties and mess around for the duration of this task. "Beck, you will be paired with Jade" at the sound of my name, I straighten up in my chair. "You will recreate the exchange between Rome and Juliet. Act Two Scene Two" he hands us the extract, both of us look down at the script in our hands. I flick through the pages quickly.
"That's a long scene though" I complain. "Longer than what any of these have to do" I motion to some of the people in the class.
He lets out a heavy breath, and lowers his voice "I gave you that scene because I know you can do it. No one else has received that scene." He smiles at us "Feel lucky" he jokes.
I grunt, before walking to the biggest empty space I can find. Beck follows me slowly. He stands facing me "Start then!" I demand he lets out a small breathy chuckle.
"Relax" he says. It's odd to think that a few months ago, I couldn't have wished for a better project, but since Beck and I broke up, though we are trying to stay friends, things are still fairly awkward around us, and how could they not be? We dated for almost three years, and now all we have to show for it is a 'friendship'.
A/N: First chapter done, I hope you guys like it, this is eventually going to be a Bade fic with one sided Bori. There will also be Cade friendship! The lyrics are from the song; Don't you forget about me by Simple Mind. Please read and review I appreciate all comments and opinions (good or bad)