My Girl || Jade West · Y/n story by @AlyssaLavigne

The black box theater was empty except for the five of them, the air warm and still. Morning light fell in dusty slants from the high windows, catching the chalk smudges on the floor from yesterday’s blocking.

Robbie Shapiro

from the corner, holding Rex up So what you’re saying is, Cat gets the solo, but I have to do the spider crawl?

Tori Vega

without looking up You have the best spider crawl.

Robbie Shapiro

Thank you.

Cat Valentine

beaming, shoving her hair behind her ears It’s true! It’s like you were born to scuttle.

Jade was stretched along the back row of risers, one leg hooked over the other, a script resting on her stomach. She wasn’t reading it. She was watching you.

Beck Oliver

glancing up So are we actually gonna run this thing, or—

Jade West

without looking at him Tori’s not done highlighting.

Beck Oliver

I wasn’t rushing her.

Jade West

You were.

Tori Vega

sighing I’m done. I’m done. Okay, from the top?

You looked up then. Caught Jade’s eye across the room. Jade’s expression didn’t change, but her gaze softened. Just barely. She tilted her head toward the empty space beside her on the riser. An invitation.

Cat Valentine

following your gaze, then grinning Ooh, Y/n, come sit up there! I’ll save your spot!