[color= #049fe0]Jezebel Mallory Sloane[/color]
Jezebel had a rough weekend to put it lightly. Prom night was a disaster. Jordan was back and she still had no idea how she felt about that, and everything with her and Mikel was completely up in the air. She had no idea what to think or feel about anything that had gone on, and that didn’t change even after she had gotten home that night. She was barely beginning to process it all when it came to the next morning with the news of the death of Candice Clarke. At one time, Jezebel was jealous of the girl and how she seemed perfect in every way, but since the fight with Daniel that day she had started eating to know her. That day Candice followed her into the bathroom, and invited her to Paris meant a lot. Candice was the only thing that held Jezebel together that day. That trip over Christmas and her birthday let her and Candice become friends. When Jezebel needed a friend more than anything else in the world, Candice was there before they even knew each other all that well. Jezebel was already at the limit of what she could emotionally handle, but the death of someone who had quickly become a close friend pushed her beyond what she could handle. Her grandparents tried to be comforting for their granddaughter, but they could only do so much for the distraught girl. The most they could do was drop Jezebel off at the church for the funeral. Jezebel didn’t know Candice near as well as she would have wanted, but Candice was someone she was close to, and in some ways could count on more than she could her own family. The funeral went on as the minister spoke, most of which Jezebel honestly didn’t pay much attention to, and eventually came the opportunity for anyone to step up and say something. That’s when Daniel of all people decided to go up and give a speech. Jezebel looked to Daniel as he stepped up, speech prepared. Of course Daniel said everything he said. He had no idea what a limit was, or lines that shouldn’t be crossed. It was Candice’s funeral and he was saying what he said. No matter how true any of it could have been, it wasn’t the time or the place, which was clear as he was dragged out by security. She sat there for a minute before going out to where Daniel was. She looked at him, with his bruised face, and shoved him. “What was that in there?! For having such a high IQ you don’t think anything through.” Even if they were mad at each other, Daniel was still important to Jezebel. “This is a funeral, you can at least pretend to be upset! That’s what most people are going to have to do at your funeral one day. Keep going at this rate and you won’t have anyone there besides me and Jessica.”