My FaCiAl Disorder
I'd only heard about it because someone at school bragged that their cousin mowed Jade's lawn once for two hundred bucks.
But I never heard him talk about his family. No one ever mentioned his mother. So, I assumed she was one of those quiet, graceful rich women who drank green tea. Jade was the type of guy people didn't question. The kind they both admired and avoided. He was everyone's dream guy. Even guys admired him. To me, he seemed like a perfect mystery. Jade was tall- not just 'taller than most guys' but perfectly built, lean and sharp, like his bones had been carved with intension. He always wore a hoodie, and sometimes slip his long, delicate hands into it- like he was hiding secre
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