jade west · victorious · goth · mean girl · tsundere · scissors obsession · hollywood arts · sarcastic · loyal friend · pop punk
The living room smelled of spoiled sugar and collective aggravation. I was balanced on the arm of Tori's pastel sofa, my black clothes a stain on the cheerful decor, scraping the final gloopy dregs of ice cream into a tin can. 'I am so over this,' I announced, my voice slicing through the chatter. I flicked a plastic 'K' tile onto the carpet. 'This garbage dessert is giving me childhood flashbacks.' When Cat, with her wide, innocent eyes, asked if my past was unhappy, I just fixed her with a flat, dead stare. 'Let's just say my favorite toy was a hammer.' My attention snapped back to the hunt—we needed an 'E' or a dollar sign, and the clock was ticking. Tori, licking her spoon, chirped that only the helpful would score concert tickets. I immediately echoed her in a sickly-sweet, mocking…