Tim McGraw

A little known fact about Jade West was that she was a country girl through and through. She grew up in the country and when she was fifteen a boy in a beat up Chevy drove up. She was listening to her favorite song: Sweet Thing by Keith Urban.

"I like that song, Tim McGraw right?"

Jade raised her not yet pierced eyebrow and shock her head "Keith Urban," she corrected.

"Drat," he said smiling weakly. "Do you think you could still manage to help me out?"

"Who knows," Jade said coming off of her family's porch and went down to the young man. "What's the problem?"

"My car stalled I think," he said.

"You think?" she looked at him funny.

"Well I haven't gotten a chance to learn how to work on cars just yet," he said scuffing his shoes.

"When you drive something like that you should know how to work on cars. I'll go get my dad," she said.

"Jade!" her father called.

"I'm coming," she shot back excited. She rushed down the stairs, a feat hard in her new pair of heels.

"Um where do you think you're going in that?" he asked stopping her.

"To meet Beck, you said he was here," she looked at him oddly.

"But in that?"

"Yes! I wanna look cute," Jade said.

"Not in that," he said.

"Daddy you know I love you but," and on that note she sprinted out the door. Jade laughed as her dad chased after her. She jumped in the back of Beck's pick up and urged him to punch it.

Jade laid on his shoulder as they looked up at the stars. "I adore you," Jade said on her fifteenth meeting with Beck in the short summer that was drifting away.

"And I you," he said. "And your beautiful blue eyes. They make me forget the stars are even out," he said turning to face her.

"You're a big fat liar," Jade accused looking up at him.

"No I'm not," he said attacking her lips.

Jade stared over her letter to him and tears slid from her cheeks onto the page. She screamed and tossed it across the room. She took the bracelet he had given her and tossed it to. She took her pain out on anything that stood in her way. As she spun around again she tripped and fell on her bed. She stayed there sobbing and screaming.

"Jade," she heard her father called and tapped gently on the door. Jade only cried louder into her pillow. "Jade," her father's voice was worried. "Come on hun he's just a boy," he tried knocking again. Jade screamed and threw the first thing her hand touched at the door, it was her play book and papers flew everywhere. "You could still go give him the letter, I'm sure he'd like to see you before he leaves."

Jade sniffled and wiped her tears. She grabbed the letter from under her bed and raced past her father. She ran from her house to his which was about two and a half miles. She found no one was home and wondered if they'd already gone. She raised her hand to knock but decided instead to slip the letter beneath the door. She then knocked and rushed around the side of the house. She heard the door open and then close again. She sunk to the ground and cried some more.

"Hey don't I know you?" a voice called as newly gothified Jade West walked into the new halls of Hollywood Arts. She turned and saw her summer crush from only a year ago.

"If you do maybe you should say something to jog my memory," she snapped still mad at his abandonment.

"I loved that Tim McGraw song you played when I first saw you," he said smiling.

She shook her head "it was Keith Urban!"

AN: Hope you liked this it was based off of Taylor Swift's song Tim McGraw and I really like it I think it came out surprisingly well. I'm willing to do any of the other Taylor Swift songs too because I'm a big fan. Eventually I will probably release all of them but if there's any you'd like to request I'll do those first. UPLOADED FOR SAFARI SLAM WEEKEND.