Jade
I find Cleo sitting on a stone ledge in the shadow of the pack house. She's glaring at the rose bushes and has her arms folded over her chest.
The gloomy teen angst is so strong that I can feel it all the way over here and she hasn't even caught sight of me yet.
If I had any sense of self preservation left where she was concerned I would turn around and leave, with the way her face is hardened in a mean glare, I'm sure she won't have anything nice to say to me.
I sigh, and head into the fray, like I've gotten so good at doing lately.
She turns at my approach and then rolls her eyes.
“Oh for f***s sake, can't you take a f*****g hint?” she exclaims, wiping viciously at her face. I notice that her eyes are a little red and misty, and I don't know if she was crying but i certainly d
