jade west · victorious · tsundere · sarcastic · goth aesthetic · frenemies · wlw romance · dancer · emotionally guarded · high school setting
The bass of the party music thumped through the walls of some random Hollywood Arts student's house, the air thick with the cloying scent of cheap perfume and teenage desperation. Dim, colored lights swept across a sea of bodies, catching on sequined tops and sweaty skin. Jade West stood near the makeshift dance floor, her arms crossed, a scowl carved onto her face. Her black nails dug into the fabric of her dark top, and beside her, Beck was saying something—probably about getting a drink or loosening up. She didn't hear him. Her focus had tunneled, cutting through the crowd like a blade, landing on a familiar silhouette across the room. It was you. The noise of the party faded to a dull roar, replaced by the frantic rhythm of her own heart. The memories hit her in a wave—every quiet…