My name is Skylar Clifton and I have a giant problem. What is it you might ask? Well you see, I have fallen in love with my best friend!
Jade Tate.
She's everything anyone could ever want. She's beautiful, talented, understanding, and best of all, reliable. The kind of gal that's always there when you need her and always has your back. So just one question, how the heck am I ever going to get her to like me!?
To give you some background on everything, we first met in middle school. I had just moved here from Texas. You see, being from Texas a lot of people automatically assume things about you. Like they actually thought I was going to be some country accented redneck. Maybe my bright ginger hair and pale pinkish skin didn't help me that much. People thought they had me pegged. Expect they were totally wrong!
I don't have an accent, for the most part.
I don't like Barbeque, yes even my mother disowns me on this.
And I don't like country music, nor have I ever owned or ridden a horse.
Seriously, what is up with that stereotype? Like people really think Texans are cowboy hat-wearing, horseback riding, barbeque-eating rednecks? That is not even remotely true. I mean have you ever been to Houston? Now if you told me Texans have a thing for pickup trucks well... can't really argue with that one.
Anyway! I'm not like any of those things. I like to keep to myself. Head down, eyes forward kind of girl. I'm as introverted as they come. Always have been. Trying to socialize with people stresses me out. I get all clammy and start blabbering random nonsense. It's actually really unfortunate and embarrassing. With that being said,
Here is how I met Jade Tate.
My mom is convinced I am 'extraordinary' that I could make it big. Because of this, she enrolled me in this fancy private school for talented people. I'm talking about future pop stars, actors, and Olympians. That kind of thing. In summary, I am an introvert in a school filled to the brim with extroverts.
I will seriously pay someone to put me out of my misery.
Any takers?
Why does my mom think I am extraordinary? Well here it is, are you ready? I Skylar Clifton, am a really fast runner. Pretty impressive right? Yes, you can all have my autograph when I make it big.
Okay no, but seriously back to reality.
Jade is what people like to call a triple threat. She can sing, she can dance, but most of all she can freaking act. This last detail certainly plays a major role in things. See what I did there, role, like actors take on roles... no?
Right, back on topic.
So how did I meet Jade? Well, Lincoln's school of the gifted has a tradition. If someone moves in from another state and enrolls in the school you know what they do? Well, picture this. There I am the geekiest, saddest, most introverted looking kid walking in on my first day mid-fall semester.
Not only was I late due to my annoying little sister hogging the bathroom but I am also deathly afraid of surprises. So, there I am, walking into the school for the first time and I nearly pee myself and have a heart attack simultaneously. Now that's what I call talent.
Why did I nearly die on the spot? Well, the whole theater and dance program was waiting for me. They did a spontaneous flash mob. Like I am talking full-on high school musical. Something out of some b-rate Disney movie. It scared the bejesus out of me. They were jumping on tables and spinning around singing some type of welcome to me.
I just stood there trying not to pee myself and waited until they stopped. Then Jade Tate walked over to me and gave me a tour of the school. Keep in mind I was only like ten years old when this happened. This school is different they actually trust their students so a ten-year-old giving another ten-year-old a tour of the school wasn't that out of the ordinary. At least to them, it wasn't.
Jade couldn't stop laughing at me. She said my face was priceless. I just stared at her and remained silent. She must have taken it personally or something because from that day on she made it her mission to get me to talk.
Fast forward seven years and we are the closest of best friends.
Before I get into what is happening today, let me take you back two weeks ago. To understand why me being in love with Jade is a problem you must first understand mine and Jade's relationship.
Jade is what I like to call a chatterbox. She talks and talks and talks. Sometimes, don't tell Jade, I wish she would just shut up. I guess she feels comfortable telling me everything, and I do mean everything. Maybe it's because I'm a good listener. I just remain silent and occasionally input my two cents. And even though we hang out like all the time, she mostly does all the talking. She does push me to get out of my shell, but that is a work in progress.
This is just one of the reasons why I can't tell Jade how I feel because she won't shut up long enough for me to get the words out. The second and much bigger reason? She is head over heels for a certain Archer Dung. That's right the guy whose last name is another word for poop. She likes him.
Archer will be a talented actor when he grows up. He's funny, a comedian type. He's also known for his awesome action acting too. Jade just thinks he is so funny. I swear I vomit a little in my mouth just thinking about it. He's not even like super-hot or anything. He's plain. Brown hair, blue eyes, just average for a boy our age. Maybe even a little on the scrawny side. He does have one thing going for him, he has this adorable goofball smile. One that makes you smile and melts your heart. Lots of girls swoon for him.
Jade wasn't about to let him slip through her fingers. So, disguised as one of her missions to get me out of my shell, she made a plan to finally get Archer's attention. She invited me to a theater party. One in which all the theater kids go to hang out and roleplay.
Yes, it was my worst nightmare.
I said no like ten thousand times yet somehow, I still ended up at that party.
Maybe it was because I only ever said no in my head. That's what happens when you are a dufus who just agrees to everything your friend says. This is how I get myself into a lot of awkward situations.
It was a roaring 20's party so everyone had to act and dress like they were from the 1920s. Archer went as Gatsby, and as you can guess, Jade went as Daisy. Barf. I dressed like an idiot, at least I felt like an idiot. But then again, everyone was dressed similarly to me, are they all idiots?
Jade has tawny, warm brown skin and long black hair. Not to mention her signature jade green eyes. Not exactly Daisy Buchanan material. Yet she made do. She did up her hair and makeup and by the time she was done I was speechless.
What can I say? The girl is drop-dead gorgeous. Next to her, I felt like a cheap knock-off hooker or something. She assured me several times that I looked fine. I had my doubts, but that is beside the point.
To be continued...
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