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Jade Chan & Heading to Santa Carla
Much Too Young (To Feel This Damn Old)
“Hey there, kid – or should I say, Jade Chan.”
Jade looked around, and saw the speaker. He had light brown hair and dark brown eyes that seemed to read into her soul. As for his clothes, he was wearing army fatigues and a red headband around his head. At that moment, Jade couldn’t help but think that he looked pretty cool. Beside him stood a dark-haired boy with dark eyes and wearing army fatigues as well.
Settle down, Jade, she told herself.
“Uh, how did you know my name?” she asked.
The dark-haired one shrugged. “Call it a hunch, or call it male intuition, if you will.”
“Let’s just say,” said the other one, who was introduced to her as Edgar Frog, while the dark-haired boy introduced himself as Alan Frog, “that we kind of did a little research and found that your name – first and last – are quite unique, as well as famous. So many girls are given the name ‛Jade’, which we think is an awesome name.”
Jade didn’t know what to say to that. So instead of answering, she just kept her mouth shut and turned her back to them. In a situation such as this one, she felt words didn’t need to be used to express exactly how she felt about this.
Sensing the aura of uneasiness about her, Edgar walked up behind her and placed his hands on her shoulders.
“Don’t worry about it,” he whispered into her ear, gripping her shoulders gently. “I know it can be kind of odd. But in our eyes, you’d make an awesome hunter – or, rather, well, since you’re female, a huntress.”
Jade didn’t answer. She had no idea what to say in response to that anyway.
“Just imagine it,” Edgar went on. “You sneaking through the night in order to hunt members of the undead, and finally putting an end to their existence so that the innocent can live their lives and survive another night.”
Jade couldn’t help but like how those words sounded coming from his mouth. She thought that sounded kind of awesome. A crowning moment of awesome if there ever was one.
Jade looked around, and saw the speaker. He had light brown hair and dark brown eyes that seemed to read into her soul. As for his clothes, he was wearing army fatigues and a red headband around his head. At that moment, Jade couldn’t help but think that he looked pretty cool. Beside him stood a dark-haired boy with dark eyes and wearing army fatigues as well.
Settle down, Jade, she told herself.
“Uh, how did you know my name?” she asked.
The dark-haired one shrugged. “Call it a hunch, or call it male intuition, if you will.”
“Let’s just say,” said the other one, who was introduced to her as Edgar Frog, while the dark-haired boy introduced himself as Alan Frog, “that we kind of did a little research and found that your name – first and last – are quite unique, as well as famous. So many girls are given the name ‛Jade’, which we think is an awesome name.”
Jade didn’t know what to say to that. So instead of answering, she just kept her mouth shut and turned her back to them. In a situation such as this one, she felt words didn’t need to be used to express exactly how she felt about this.
Sensing the aura of uneasiness about her, Edgar walked up behind her and placed his hands on her shoulders.
“Don’t worry about it,” he whispered into her ear, gripping her shoulders gently. “I know it can be kind of odd. But in our eyes, you’d make an awesome hunter – or, rather, well, since you’re female, a huntress.”
Jade didn’t answer. She had no idea what to say in response to that anyway.
“Just imagine it,” Edgar went on. “You sneaking through the night in order to hunt members of the undead, and finally putting an end to their existence so that the innocent can live their lives and survive another night.”
Jade couldn’t help but like how those words sounded coming from his mouth. She thought that sounded kind of awesome. A crowning moment of awesome if there ever was one.
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