oh no! i gl-gl-gl-glitched, too!

The feeling of Jackie’s fingers running through his hair was soothing, helping Randy temporarily forget about his battered face and the heartache that came after it. Obviously Tiffany wasn't going to sympathize with him, especially after the fight, and he knew his parents hardly would either upon their return; at least he had Jackie to do so instead.

Think about me, is what she thought, fingers still running through the strands of his hair. She could make him happy if he did. Not like Tiff— who clearly never did a great job as his girlfriend if this is how she let things end after years of both Randy and her being together. So what if Randy hadn’t been so perfect himself? He was just a flirt, and everyone knew that flirting can be harmless fun if you don’t take any of it seriously. Hell, the Racers flirt among themselves all the time!

Glade had mostly been joking about getting highlights, just trying to mimic the kind of conversation Jackie might have with one of their girl friends, but her apparent excitement over the idea made him wonder if it would be worth giving a real thought. He didn’t know much, if anything, about hair-styling. He was already skeptical at the suggestion of bleach blond highlights (wasn’t that a little too much?—he didn’t want to look like a skunk) but the next idea made Glade’s eyes widen. “Cherry red?” Now he wasn’t sure Jackie wasn’t just picking her own favorite color, rather than what would actually suit him. “You know I wear orange most days?” He wasn’t a color expert, but he was pretty sure that would clash. “I mean, I guess I could wear more neutrals…”

As he pointed out his very obvious color palette of orange that he usually wears, Jackie rolled her eyes at him. “Obviously I know that, you’re decked in orange right now.” She pointed out, realizing that Glade didn’t get where she was going with when she suddenly suggested for him to dye his hair a cherry red. And it wasn’t because cherry red happened to be her preferred color of choice (which was a superior color compared to orange), no— the brunette really believed that if he were to dye his hair a bright color, it would look so good on him. And the reason why she suggested cherry red over any other color was because red happens to look phenomenal with orange. “Don’t you know that red and orange compliments each other really well? If anything, dying your hair a cherry red will bring out the usual orange you wear, which is why I know you’ll look awesome with that hair color!” Jackie explained, before nudging her younger friend. “Like, tell me we don’t look so good next to each other whenever I’m in red and you in orange? And you already are good looking on your own— the cherry red is to give you an extra umpth.” 

“Dewey,” Tiffany corrected, shooting Jackie a weird look, but not otherwise commenting on her misunderstanding of his name despite Tiff’s having just used it in her brief recounting of events. Jackie was being a supportive enough friend listening to her dating woes—she could be afforded a little grace for not paying full attention to the details…even if Candice had been more than attentive and easily followed every part of the story when she was told everything on the night of the Halloween ball. Maybe that was the issue: Jackie still didn’t understand the full context of everything that had happened, only the surface level explanation Tiff had provided. She hadn’t exactly wanted to get into all the gory details and have all that shit spread throughout the wider friend group, but maybe it wouldn’t hurt to answer her questions so Jackie at least knew the whole truth before trickling the most important information down.

Wow. Like Wow. In all the years Jackie has known both Tiffany and Randy, one thing has always been clear— those two were stuck together. They’ve been dating for as long as she can remember, not being able to recall a time where the couple had broken up even after any of their misunderstandings. Even with Randy being a known flirt and is seen flirting with many random girls and guys alike, Tiffany was still dating him. Perhaps it was because of the unspoken knowledge that even if anyone tried to get between the power couple, that person would only come out falling short because at the end of the day, Randy would pick Tiffany and Tiffany would pick Randy. Or so Jackie thought. The brunette’s brows were raised high, taking note at the weird look the the other girl was giving her after correcting the name of that Phooey—sorry, Dewey— guy. Damn, Dewey must have made a hell of an impression on Tiffany for her to get defensive over him. Then again, he clearly made a great impression if all it took was meeting him for her friend to finally break things off with Randy. Must have better dick game, she wondered refraining from rolling her eyes, despite her friend not mentioning any relations she’s had with Dewey. Or maybe she got tired trying to keep up with Randy's.

Glade snickered at the light smack Jackie gave him for his misstep of not acknowledging that she was always at maximum hotness. He acquiesced, raising his hands in a surrender with amusement in his tone as he said, “My bad.” He could think of a few ways she could be even hotter, but if he said anything more inappropriate or flirtatious than he already had, he knew he was in for more than a playful slap. There was a line between being racy and being disgusting, and while he enjoyed being the trouble-maker among their clique, he never wanted to go too far. Plus, even if Jackie was hot, he would never actually try anything with her; they were too close as friends. “Sure, hook me up,” he agreed to her offer, doubting whether she was actually serious about sending him to her salon, but deciding to play along anyway. He shook out his own hair (which was getting pretty long for himself these days; he probably did need a trim) and mimicked Jackie’s posing. “Should I get highlights?”

“You so should!” At the suggestion to getting highlights, Jackie’s eyes shined with interest before she nodded. He would look so cute with highlights in his hair! Of course, Glade always was cute to Jackie— the brunette not needing to do much of anything for her to want and baby him over how adorable she found him to be. But at the thought of him getting highlights in his hair? “Maybe some bleached blonde highlights?” Jackie commented, reaching over and entwining her fingers through a few strands. Actually, why stop with highlights? She thinks he would look really good if he bleached his hair entirely. Maybe not full on blonde but— “Okay, but I have a better idea on what you should do— How about bleaching and dying your hair entirely?” The brunette suggested, trying to imagine what hair color would look best on Glade. “A cherry red would look super fire on you.” 

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[ text ] : hav u talked 2 Tiff?