Authors Note 1: You will not believe me when I say that this is the third time I've typed this, would you? Well yell, it is. I typed it once, got 1k+ words, and opened it up one day, and ALL my words I typed disappered. So I typed it again. I got up to 11k+ words, almost done with it, opened it today (Friday March 29th, 2013) and EVERYTHING WAS DELETED -_-. FUCK. MY. LIFE. So this time, I'm going to type it, and save it on my flash drive, and save it everytime I type more. I'm praying this time that nothing bad will happen. Cause I've had a fucked up day. But ya'll couldn't care less. I love ya anyways. Sorry for my long ass A.N.

Author's Note 2: This chapter and next chapter will either be a Beck or Jade p.o.v. And I apologize before hand 'cause I can never (and probably will never) perfect Jade's character.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot and ideas behind this story and shit. Sorry. Two songs for the price of one chapter. Well actually, three, but I'm gonna keep the third one a secret cause I want it to be a surprise. ;) I hope y'all enjoy! Read and review! Oh yes, and I absolutely, positively, do not support underage drinking or smoking. It's just for the purpose of this chapter (maybe even this story, I don't know yet). Just thought you should know. Oh, and I don't know anything about smoking and drinking, so... if ya do, cut me some slack. Lol.

~Jade's P.O.V.~

*Wednesday July 6, 2011*

~8 a.m~

This. Was seriously. Pissing. Me off.

I was sitting on the edge of Beck's R.V. My left leg bouncing up and down out of frustration, trying to read my lines for the thirty minute bogus play on Friday when all of a sudden, contruction workers from down the street just "decided" to start working on a twenty story building. I'm sure they're all thinking, 'Hey! We should start working on this building. It's not like there are any kids up right now that need to focus on a play that could change their grades next semester or anything, oh, no! And even if there where..., they're annoying anyways, so who cares?' Well, fuck that. Want to know who's really annoying? Those damn construction workers, that's who!

"Jade...," Beck reprimened, his hands on my shoulders. "You need to calm down."

"Don't tell me what to do!" I ordered, shrugging his hands off my shoulders. "And don't tell me to calm down, because I won't!"

He sighed, as he walked away from his bed, walking around his R.V. I peered at him over my book as he locked the door to the R.V., proceeding to close and lock all the windows, close all the blinds, and shut the curtains. He was up to something.

I looked at him as he walked back over to where I was. "What are you doing?" I asked him, as he put his legs on each side of mine.

His fingers grazed my face as he laid me down on his bed. "Calming you down." He responded, as he sucked at my neck, and his fingers pulled at my white beader.

I breathed in his ear as my book dropped from my hand, and my hand instantly attached itself to his hair. "Beckett...," I moaned, as I pulled on his shirt as his fingers trailed underneath mine, pulling off straps of my bra as his mouth attached itself to my nipple. "Ughh..." I groaned as he sucked at my breast, licking it with his wet tongue, sending shivers down my spine and I arched my back.

His left hand traveled down my naked back towards my ass as he grabbed it threw my jeans, pushing me against his hard on, groaning. "Jade.." He called.

I bit my lip to surpress my moan from being pressed against his hard penis. "Now, Beckett... I believe you forgot who you are dealing with right now. You know that's not what you call me when we're doing this." I whispered into his ear. "I've been a very naughty girl. So naughty, that you had to spank my ass yesterday in the parking lot. So tell me, Beckett..., what is my name?" I spoke, pulling at his hair as my other hand worked on pulling down his pants.

"Jadelyn..." He spoke my name like silk as he ripped off my jeans and stared at me with those eyes. The eyes that told me that he was hungry. Hungry for something that food just wouldn't be able to fill. My lower body shook as his eyes never moved from mine as he stepped out of his shoes, jeans, shirt, and lastly, his boxers which held his erect cock.

I bit my lip when I saw it. It's only been about a week or so since we last made love, but it felt like eternity. I was missing everything about what we did. The dirtyness of it all (or the romance. It depeneded on how we felt). The connection we had when our body's connected. The way he dominated my body like he owned me. And let me be honest. I love it when he gets dirty, nasty, dominating, when he goes total BDSM on me. When he spanks me, when he bites my body, when he fucks me so hard, I think I'll explode. I loved every bit of it.

It actually caused me pain. The goodkind. The kind that had us clawing at each other's skin (and I always kept short to barely any nails), tying each other up. Just everything. Did that make us BDSM freaks? Probably. But do we give a fuck? Hell no! It's not like we did it everyday. Of course we took breaks from our animalistic ways. We went from totally dominating, to soft and sweet. From hard and pounding to slow and sensual. Which, by far was a perferance by me fifty percent of the time when I didn't have a complete shitty day or week of school. And it also had me dripping wet. Like oozing. Which, Beckett loved. I have no clue why, but he had great stamina, which worked for me because we would go HOURS without stopping.

The point is, I love Beckett, and he loves me. And if you don't like the way we have sex or make love, then screw you! (Not literally, because let's face it, I would never have sex with anyone other than Beckett Oliver. EVER.)

He pulled down my thong down my thighs and licked his lips when he saw my freashly waxed vaginal area (Stimuated pain was the best). I already knew what he wanted to do. It was the matter of figuring out rather or not he would be passionate or fuck my brains out today. He kissed my flat stomach so softly. I felt his wet tongue lick at my abdomen as his lips closed around it, and his lips traveled further. Slow and sensual it was. Fine by me.

Beckett slowly spread my legs out away from my body, as his lips attached to my inner left thigh, licking and sucking at it. I bit my lip as I felt my wetness spill threw. I moaned as I breathed out "Beckett..." while I grabbed his hair while he continued to lick and suck and kiss at that same spot over and over. God, he was driving my insane! About three minutes later, his lips trailed up my thigh towards my vagina, and I thought he was actually about to dive in.

Until his tongue darted out and traveled across my womanhood and licked down to the same area, except on my inner right thigh. "Jadelynnn..." Beckett called my name stronger as he held my legs open, sucking at my thigh, making me wet. Dripping. Waiting for his mouth to be between those very same damp walls. He caressed my thigh while he sucked on it, kissing it lovingly as he trailed his lips back towards my cunt. He bit his bottom lip as he spread my vaginal walls and all my wetness came pouring out for him.

"God. Baby. PLEASE." I said, as I watched Beckett's eyes become darker with lust while he leaned his head down owards my clitorus, and licked it slowly. His palms where pressed against my outter vagina, so it made it hard for me to jerk agains this motions. So he was torturing me too. Mmmmm. If payback's a bitch, then this is the best revenge ever. I watched Beckett's eyes shoot up at mine, as his lips sucked at my clit. Fuck, he sure did know how to take my mind off of whatever the hell I was pissed about. I was passed "calmed down." I felt like I was stoned.

I felt his tongue dart up and down my clit slowly, then all of a sudden, he began to pick up speed a- holy fucking chizz, my body was already losing it. Now he was fucking with my brain. He spread my damp vaginal walls more, exposing my womenhood to him as his tongue went inside my pussy. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as I pulled at his hair. And I wrapped my legs around his head, finally able to push him closer, as I felt his tongue go deeper inside of me, licking my wetness like his life depened on it (And if Beck's life consisted in only having to eat me out, then I'm sure he'd survive considering he told me he loves eating me out. Especially when I'm wet. He said he has to learn how to control himself because he'd never stop. Mmmm. That makes me wetter just thinking about it).

"Mmmmmm..., baby..., yes..., fuck yes..." I moeand so much. I just couldn't think straight. I felt his lips wrap around my walls as he sucked on them and pulled slowly. "Mmmm..., baby..." I licked my lips as I brushed my fingers threw his hair once more. Good, this was so fucking amazing. "I want you so bad, Beckett...," I called.

I heard him moan against my vagina, and his lips pulled away a littke, as he pressed his thumb finger and index against my clit, flicking it. God! "How bad baby? Tell me how bad you want me." Beckett ordered, as he pressed his lips against my clit again, darting his tongue against it, as his eyes met mine.

"So damn bad." I responded. "Punish me. I'm such a naughty girl." I bit my lips. I knew what I wanted today. Not because I was pissed or had a bad day, but because I actually wanted to.

Beckett licked his lips as he rose from between my legs, spreading them wide once more. "Grab a condom, Jadelyn." I groaned inside my head. He might not have said it like he was trying to control me, but it turned me on anyway. I did as I was told, and reached behind me to Beckett's night stand that had drawers. I pulled out a Trojan Man condom, and handed it to him. He ripped the wrapper with his teeth, and pressed his body closer to mine. I could feel his erection on the lips of my womenhood. We both moaned at the same time.

He put the condom on the bed for a while as he spread my legs, and used his left hand to seperate my entrance as he rubbed his cock up and down against my core. My breathing began to get rapid, as I reached out to touch his muscles. "Oh, Jadelyn..." Beckett began. "You feel so amazing.." He rubbed it up and down a little faster. "So wonderful..., so..., so wet." He groaned then bit his lips as he teased not only himself, but me, as he kept rubbing his erection against my vagina. It felt so damn good.

I leaned back, and ran my fingers down my body, wanting him closer. "Baby...," I called. "Stop teasing. Please. You know I rarely say please, so you better do it."

He said nothing, but chuckled as he picked up the condom, pulling it over his cock. After doing so, he looked down at me, slightly laid his body over mine as he pushed inside of me. I bit on my lip because of how tight I was. I bit down so hard, I was sure I produced blood. Oh well. "Jadelyn..." Beckett called. I turned my head towards his, opened my eyes and looked at him. He leaned down to kiss me softly as he pushed in more. I groaned against his lips. In all actuality, I felt like it had been a month without sex (according to how tight i felt) and that made me want to bit hips lips off. But I didn't. They tasted like coffee (I'm assuming he had it for breakfast).

I continued to kiss him passionately as he finally entered me all the way. He then grabbed my left leg, throwing it around his waist as he slowly moved in and out of me. It still hurt like hell, but after a while, it started to feel good. I moaned as I grabbed his cheeks with my hands, pulling his face closer to mine as my tongue danced with his. I could fill his breath escape threw his nostrils as the air blew into my ear. I rocked my hips in accordance to Beckett's as I heard him moan between kisses.

"Baby... harder. Please." I called into his left ear as I felt him seed up a little. I gasped as I held onto his waists.

"Shit. Jadelyn..., fuck." Beckett called, as his fingers trailed around my thigh towards my ass and he grabbed it as he went even faster.

"Mmmm. Yes..., just like that." I moaned as I reached out to grab his arm, our hips smacking together. I closed my eyes and bit the inside of my cheeks as I felt skin against skin. Flesh against flesh. It was beyond amazing.

"Baby..., I'm close..." Beckett called, as he closed his eyes.

"It's alright baby. Just pound me." I ordered, as I gripped the sheets, anticipating his next move. He grabbed my shoulders, as he smacked his hips against mine. I moaned as he went even harder. "Fuck! Baby...Beckett..., holy chizz. YES!" I bit my lip, as I rode the wave with Beck (granted, I was a little upset because he finshed quicker than usual. But, he'll make up for it. I'm sure he will).

"Fuck! Jadelynnnn...!" Beckett yelled as he quickly pulled himself out of me just as his condom filled up.

I breathed, as I looked up at him. "That was fucking amazing. Hot. Sexy. Just..., mmmm." I told Beck as I sat up on his (sometimes our) bed, heading to the bathroom.

Beck didn't notice, because his head was down as he pulled off the condom. "Damn. Jizz much?" I asked, with a sarcastic smirk on my face.

"Ha ha." He mocked, as he wiped himself clean with paper towel. "Where are you headed?"

"The bathroom to pee. Need to know if I'm gonna take a dump too?" I asked, with my eyes creased.

"No. Of course not. I wanted wanted to know, because we have to get to school soon. Plus, we have other things to do today too. Make sure you look nice" He said, as he grabbed his clothes, putting them in his clothes hamper.

I came out of the bathroom a few minutes later, finding Beck sitting on his bed. "Was I that good, that I deserved a bathroom visit?" He smiled.

"You deserve something else too, but I'm not going to tell you what it is." My eyes creased as I crossed my arms.

Beck rolled his eyes. "Look, just get changed babe. We have to get to school in an hour. Plus, we have plans tonight."

I looked over at Beck, as I walked over to the closet that shared with Beck. "Plans?"

He opened his drawer, looking for clothes. "Yes, plans."

"Do you plan on telling me what these plans are?" I asked as I grabbed my new black, sheer, high-low skirt and my black boots, walking over towards Beck, as I put them on the bed. I opened my drawer, grabbing my favorite push up bra and undershirt, and pulled my long sleeve purple shirt from the drawer under that.

He chuckled, as he grabbed a purple tee the same color as mine, a dark denim jacket, and black pants. "Well..., André texted me while you were pissed over the noise the contrustion workers were doing, and told me that we're gonna get buzzed tonight."

I turned around quickly, with my eyes wide open, and a wide smile. "We're drinking?!"

Beck nodded. "Yeah, I'm going to get the booze after we leave Sikowitz's class. Because, knowing you girls, you're going to take over an hour to prepare."

I laughed, because it was true. We would not only take forever to get changed, but when all three of us were together alone? It was hard to get us to top talking. I grabbed my black gold chain strapped purse, and put it inside my backpack with my notes and pen for class just in case I needed them. "Well, I for one..., can't wait." I said, as I grabbed my black tights.

Beck chuckled as he pulled up his pants while I grabbed my makeup bag. "I know. And Robbie's bringing kush."

I dropped my jaw. "Robbie's doing what?!"

Beck gave me a straight face. "Robbie's bringing weed, Jade."

I looked at him in shock. "Since when did Robbie know how to get weed?!" I shouted. "And how come I never knew this?!" I yelled, as I pulled on my bra.

"He doesn't just know how to get weed..." Beck said, throwing on his purple beader over his white one.

I stopped in the middle of pulling down my undershirt. "Are you implying what I think you're implying?!" My heart was racing. This was all too much to take in.

He pulled his arms threw his jean shirt/jacket nonchalantly. "That Robbie sells weed?" He rhetorically asked. "Yeah."

I was silent as I pulled up my black tights over my undershirt. Wow, this was crazy.

"How do you think he got Rex?" He asked, as he pulled his belt threw it's last pants loop, tightening it as he zipped up his pants.

I blinked as I looked at Beck. "How long have you known this?" I asked.

"Uh..., since he started. Back in the summer before our Freshman year at Hollywood Arts." He answered, as he sat down, pulling on his socks and black boots.

I tugged on my purple long sleeve, trying to control my breathing. "And you never told me?!"

"Whoa. Jade. Chill." Beck ordered. "It never came up." He shrugged. "Plus..., I'm not the one that's selling it. So it's none of my business."

I sighed as I pulled my black skirt over my flat stomach, ripping off the tag. "You're right." Was all I said. I didn't even want to utter the words, I'm sorry.

He smiled. "I know."

I rolled my eyes as I sprayed Avril Lavinge's 'Black Diamond' over my clothes, throwing it into my makeup bag as I put it inside of my backpack as well.

"You smell good." He smirked, eyes locked with mine as I pulled my calf high boots over my ankles.

"I know." I smirked.

~9:45am~

We walked into Sikowitz's class, and sat down in our usual seats, as we waited for our teacher. I sighed heavily as I put my backpack on the ground, looking up at "The Stage" as I noticed six different outfits that obviously were for us. 'Where they there when we walked in? Or am I seeing things?' I asked myself as Sikowitz stormed into the classroom threw the door by "The Stage." I made a face. That was weird. He usually comes in threw the window.

"Good morning class!" Mr. Sikowitz said entusicaticaly, throwing his massenger bag in a corner. "Today, as you can see, we have costumes. And before you ask,- no, - this is not the dress rehersal. That's tomorrow. Miss. Caterina Valentine, as you may now is apart of the coustume design in the Drama and or Theatre Department. I have asked her to provide us with this coustumes you see here." He turned around and pointed to them.

"Now...," He clapped his hands. "I want you guys to try them on. And do the whole nine yards. Hair, and makeup included. Then, you will return here, we'll run a few lines, then you'll be on your way to do whatever you please." He had his hands together, looking at all of us in the eyes. He stood up straight. "Sound good?" He smiled.

"Yeah!" Vega exlaimed. I rolled my eyes.

"Jadeeee...," Mr. Sikowitz scolded, looking at me.

I rolled my eyes again. "Yeah, sure. Whatever."

He blinked, standing for a few seconds in silence. "I'll accept that." He walked up to the six mannequins with the clothing on them. "Beck and Jade, you will be wearing this pale blue coustume set." He announced, looking at us. I was starting at the beautiful lace gloves and umberella that went with it. He then proceeded towards the next set. "This brown and gold ensamble is for André and..."

"Me." Vega said, raising her hand, and smiling. André's arm was placed on the back of her chair.

Mr. Sikowitz smiled back at her. "Really? You two are together?"

André nodded, and smiled. "True chizz."

"Congradulations." Sikowitz said. "It's about time. I expect to have invitations to the double wedding?"

"Of course." Tori smiled, her teeth showing. "We wouldn't have it any other way."

Great." Sikowitz's smile was genuine, as he walked to the last set of costumes. "So, Robbie, that leaves you with Caterina in this lovely red and white piece." He said nonchalantly.

Robert cleared his throat. "Actually, Caterina and I are dating too."

Sikowitz turned around quickly. "Really?!" It was high pitched and condesinding. Therefore, he probably didn't believe it.

Cat grabbed Robbie's hand, and kissed him on his cheek. "Yes. Robbie's my boyfriend. And I plan on making that double wedding a triple." She smiled, looking at Sikowitz.

"Well..., congradulations. I hope that all of my students have winderful realtionships." Sikowitz paused, smiling at us like we just ended world hunger and he couldn't help but to be happy. "Alright, lady's, take these dresses off of your manniquins, and get ready."

We stood up, walked over to our dresses, peeling the costumes off, and grabbed the props that went with them, walking out of the door.

~10:30 a.m.~

"Cat! Tie me up!" I ordered, holding onto the counter top in the girl's bathroom.

"Kay kay!" She excliamed, as she finshed pulling Vega's ties on her bustier. Somehow, with in ten minutes, Cat managed to get her bustier, cage, AND her coustume on. How? I don't know. I'm starting to think that she has some major fashion magic or something. It would expain a lot.

She walked over to me a few seconds later, as she started to tug at the ribbon, pulling it from the bottom towards the top. "Don't be afraid to be rough." I smirked, as Tori pulled up her cage, slipping into her dress, as Cat pulled at the ribbons. It was starting to hurt now.

"God!" I excliamed. "Are you almost done?" I asked. "My breasts hurt!"

Cat sighed, as she continued to pull the bustier together. "It's the price you have to pay for fashion, Jadey. And being in character."

I rolled my eyes, looking at her threw the mirror. "I know."

"I'm almost done, anyways."

"Good. That way I can curl Vega's hair." I smirked evily.

Her eyes opened wide, as she looked at me. "Nuh-uh. You just might burn my hair off."

My smirk widened. "Might. Are you willing to ake that chance?"

She groaned. "Fine! But if you burn my hair off, I swear to-"

"Ah! No need for swearing. TRUST ME." I smirked at her darkly.

"I'm done!" Cat smiled. I smiled as I looked at the way my breasts almost popped out of my dress. I'm sure that it will drive Beck crazy.

"Thanks Cat." I pulled up my cage around my waist, buttoning it as I pulled Tori towards a director styled chair. "You're going to look great." I said, grabbing her shoulders, smiling at her genuinely threw the mirror as I proceeded to grab her straight hair.

~11:45 a.m.~

I smiled to myself as Cat finshed my hair, pining it up into a updo like a women from the 1800's would wear. I had already put my dress and makeup on (after I did Vega's hair). We all had our hair up, and the makeup that Cat brought for us, made me look even more pale. Which, I'm almost sure that was what women back then thought was beautiful. The more pale you are, the prettier you were. I sighed. If only I lived in those Medieval times.

~12:00 p.m.~

We walked into the room with the guys, our hats, lace gloves, and umberella's or lace fans in our hands. It took everything I had not to laugh at the way the guys were dressed. Pantaloons and all. They looked like Christopher Columbus vomited on them. I bit my lip, as I walked over towards Beck, playing with his feather on his hat.

I chuckled, biting my lip. "You look..., I just...," I laughed quietly.

"I know how hard it must be for you not to laugh at me right now." Beckett announced. "But please try your best."

I frowned mockingly. "Awee. Is Beck afraid of getting his ego broken?" I laughed.

He chuckled. "Oh, please. I got a big ego." He winked at me.

"You sure in the hell do." I moaned, bitting on his earlobe. "I wide one too. One that I like to... stroke." I teased.

He touched my face. "I love it when you talk like that."

I looked into his brown eyes, smiling softly. "I know."

"Alright, class. Time to run lines." Mr. Sikowitz yelled, bursting into the class. We all burst into laughter. He was dressed exactly like Christopher Columbus. I guess that he decided to put himself in the play too. "What?" He looked down at his outfit. And that's when I noticed that he had the world's tiniest ponytail sticking out from under his navy blue hat. I then looked under Beck's hat. He had a ponytail too. Granted, it was more hair than Sikowitz. And so did André. And somehow, Robert managed to get his tiny curls into a ponytail as well. Well damn. Everyone was commiting to their characters.

I laughed, as I shook my head. "It's nothing Mr. Sikowitz. It's just hilarious to see you dressed like that. Especially with that tiny ponytail."

"Well, get used to it quick, Jadelyn. Because it's not going anywhere for a while." He smirked, and I rolled my eyes. "Alright." He clapped his hands in entusiasum. "Let's get started."

~2:00 p.m.~

I sighed as I took off my makeup, as Cat helped me take off my coustume. No more stage makeup until tomorrow. Now for tonight's makeup. Cat had still somehow managed to get out of her coustume and makeup in five minutes unlike Vega and I. She was pulling off her cage as she walked into the bathroom stall with her backpack.

"Guys, please don't forget to put the dresses back into the clear bags. I'm responsible for them, so don't forget. Okay?!" Caterina beckoned.

"Okay, Cat!" Vega called.

"Jadeee..."

"Ugh, whatever. It's not like it's the end of the world and the apolocypse is here." My eyes brightened. "Is it?!"

"JADE!" They yelled in unison.

"Alright. Whatever! I'll make sure to put your precious dress back in it's dumb bag. Alright?"

Cat's mouth dropped open as she pulled off the bustier and unclipped the cage. "The bag isn't stupid!"

"Does it have a 4.0 GPA that I don't know about?" I asked as I grabbed my backpack and clothes from earlier, heading into the first stall to change.

"No." Cat whispered.

"Yeah. I didn't think so." I said, as I put the dress on a rack and the dress back inside the bag. "Are we supposed to put this cage in here too?"

"Yes." Cat answered.

~2:30 p.m.~

I walked out of my stall towards the mirror to check myself out. I took out the pins in my hair, as it fell perfectly into place. All I needed to do was put my split into my hair, and do my makeup, and I'd be done. I pulled out my makeup bag just as Tori steeped out of her stall.

"Well, hot damn, Vega. You look good." I said. smiling ear to ear as I looked at what she had on. A red bandage dress, a glittery gold jacket, a pair of glittery gold heels to match, and a red clutch. "And those shoes?" I whistled, as I turned around, taking my comb to put my natural split back in my hair. "André is gonna lose it. I'm not sure we're going to make it to the movies.

I saw her blush out of the corner of my eye as I put my makeup on. "REALLY?"

"Yeah. Really." I said, as I put on my mascara. "Wait..."

"What?!"

"Are those Christain Louboutin's?!" I half way screamed. "Because I don't know any other shoe brand with red bottom heels."

"You saw that?" Tori asked, biting on her lip.

"Yeah. Are you..., embarassed, or something?"

"No. No. It's not that. I just didn't think anyone would notice."

I shrugged. "I might not look like I'm interested in couture fashion, but believe me. I am. I mean, I'm not the only person that wears black, you know? I lot of fashion designers do. Hair stylist too." I chuckled, as I did my eyeliner. "It's no big deal. It's not like I can't afford it, I just end up buying something else. All the time." I shrugged again. "I've always wanted a pair though."

"Hmmm." Tori said, as she pulled up her backpack on the sink, putting her other clothes into the bag as I moved from my eyeliner, to my eye shadow.

"What, 'hmmm'?" I asked, looking at her suspisously.

"Oh, nothinggg...," She smirked as she pulled out a box with 'Christian Loboutin' written on it. "It's just, for some odd reason, I happened to buy two pairs of Louboutin's yesterday, and one was in your size. Black. Non squeeky, because I know how much you hate the squeek of your shoes when you first get them. No shine, no glitter. Just a beautiful piece of artwork for your feet, Jade." She smiled genuinely, as she held the box in front of my face.

"No bullshit?" I asked, as my heart started ot skip a beat.

She shook her head. "Nope. Take them. They're yours. And no, before you ask. Trina nor I's feet have been near them or in them."

I opened the box. And sniffed the 'new shoes' smell. Ugh, it was almost as orgasmic as Beck eating me out this morning. A close second, but it's up there. "They're perfect. Thanks, Vega."

She opened her arms. I looked at her. "Come on. You know you wanna."

"No."

"Oh, come on, Jade! I just gave you your DREAM shoes. Hug me!"

I rolled my eyes as I inched closer to Victoria, wrapping my arms around her. "Thanks." I said into her ear.

"You're welcome, Jade." I could her the smile in her voice. Ew.

"Aww." I heared a faint sound as if a Cat was purring. Cat! My eyes pooped open as I withdrew from hugging Vega.

"You guys are so cute! You know you're like, best friends now, right, Jadey?" I rolled my eyes again, as I put on my lip stick, looking at Cat's outfit. She looked good too. She wore a pink jacket, a white blouse with stings that ties into a bow, a yellow bandage-like skirt, and navy blue wedges.

"Alright, that's it! Why didn't anyone of you guys tell me that you were going to wear heels?! Was there a memo I didn't know about? Now I feel left out!" I said.

"Umm. Jade. I just gave you heels. Not even five minutes ago. Wear them." Vega said.

"They look like they hurt." I said, as Cat took our dresses from the outside of the stalls, and put them on the handle of the girls' bathroom. "Why'd you do that?" I asked.

"Because Sikowitz asked me to, and I told him that we all had plans." Cat answered, walking back towards the mirror in the middle, pulling out her hair pins as she pulled out a hair straightener from her makeup bag. Which, I'm sure was battery opperated, because it didn't have an extension cord.

Tori threw a plastic bag at me. I looked at the package. "Dr. Scholl's shoe insules for heels. Nice. Thanks again." She placed a bag next to Cat, as she pulled off her shoes to put the insules inside. After I fixed my face, I took off my combat boots and put the insules into my new Louïs'. before I put them on. I'm going to love these heels forever. I just know it. I smiled. I guess Vega's not all that bad.

~4:00 p.m.~

I had finished my makeup and Tori and I were waiting for Cat to finish straightening her hair. I stood by the girls bathroom door with my arms crossed.

"Hurry the hell up, Cat!" I yelled.

"I'm almost done, gesh." Cat repiled. "Bossy...," She said quietly. I almost didn't hear her, but I did. I squinted my eyes.

"HURRY UP!" I yelled, as I heard her drop something.

"I said I was almost done. Damn."

I rolled my eyes again, shaking my leg in impatience. I sighed, and I few minutes later, Cat came out with her big clutch purse attached to her.

"Are you happy now?"

I looked at her, and blinked. "Wow."

"Whaty?"

"You..., look... amazing." I said, staring at her pin straight hair. And I wasn't lying, She looked. Great. "I've never seen your hair like this. You should definity wear your hair like that more."

"Really?" She smiled. "You actually like it, Jade?"

"Yes. Can we move on?"

Cat turned to Vega. "What do you think, Tori?"

Her head shot up towards Cat in surprise. "Huh?"

"About my hair? Do you like it?" She asked, running her fingers threw her hair.

Vega's eyes widened. "Yes, wow. You..., look great. You should wear your hair like that more often."

Cat giggled. "I'm surprised that you and Jade agree about something."

"Wait, we did?" Tori asked, looking at me.

I pulled up the golden chain that the black strap of my purse looped threw, crossing my arms, and rolling my eyes. "I'm afraid so." I sighed. "Look, can we go now? I want to see Beck drool when he sees my in these sex kittens." I smiled, looking down at them.

Cat pulled out her phone, putting up her index finger. "Mr. Sikowitz? Yes, it me, Cat! I have the dresses in their bags along with the cage's to them outside the girls bathroom like you asked. Alright, byeeeeeeee." Cat sang, hanging up the phone.

"Did you really just tell me to be quiet?!" I asked, eyeing her evily.

She rolled her eyes. "Jade..., let's not start the night off on the wrong foot, okay? Especially since if I do start it off wrong, I might trip in my heels." She put her hand on my forearm.

"Ugh, fine!" I exclaimed, throwing back my head. "Let's go, already!" I walked at a quick pace past Vega and Cat, with my arms still crossed.

~4:30 p.m.~

We walked outside, going towards a powder blue 1985 Cadaillac drop top. And just by looking at it, I knew it was André's. It. Was. Gorgeous. He difineatly did a lot of work on it. From a new exterior body and paint job, to a complete interior makeover and 24 inch white crome wheels. God, if he ever got rid of that thing (which, knowing André, would NEVER HAPPEN. But, a girl can dream.), I would be the first one to try and get it from him. Or buy it. Or better yet, steal it. Hmm..., nah. He's my best friend.

I smirked as I walked closer to Beck, who was leaning against the hood of the car. I chuckled to myself. Typical Beck. André sat in the driver's seat, and Robbie sat on the trunk of the Car with his feet hanging over the back seats. I noticed that he had shower caps over his shoes. I shook my head, laughing more. Typical André. He would make people wear shower covers on their shoes to prevent dirt and mess from getting on his interior.

Beck placed his hands around my waist. "You..., look great."

I smirked, wrapping my arms around his neck. "You've already seen my in this outfit, babe."

He shrugged. "Dones't matter. You always look amazing." He said, rubbing my cheek with his thumb. I couldn't help but blush.

"You think so?"

"Oh, I know so."

"Well, what do you think about my new shoes?" I smirked, running my finger threw his hair.

He looked down, his eyes popping out of his head. "Damn. Are those red bottoms?"

I shook my head. "Also known as Christian Louboutin's, Beckett. I wouldn't expect you to know that, but I'm surprised that you recognized them.

"How did you get them? When did you get them? And can you afford those?"

"Whoa. Slow down. The train to 'Annoy Jade' is moving too fast. Vega gave them to me. I got them about an hour ago, and you know better than I that I can afford them. Granted, I don't have a much money as André, but I survive." I shrugged.

"Oh." He said. "Well, you look absoutely...," He grabbed my waist again, pulling me close to his groin. "Sexy." He grabbed my ass, squeezing it, leaning towards my face, whispering into my ear. "Make sure you keep those on when we get home. I want to fuck you while you wear them."

I moaned on his neck, pulling on his hair. "Mmmm..., I can't wait."

"Hey, now! I'mma need you two to seperate. Ya'll's sexual tension is fogging up my window, and you're not even near it." André called. I groaned, rolling my eyes, looking at him. "Save that ish for later, Jade."

"Ugh, fine!" I seperated from Beck, leaning against the hood. I looked at his outfit A red t-shirt, a golden urben blazer styled jacket, and red skinnys. I'm not sure what colored shoe he was wearing, but I honestly didn't care. I then turned my attention to Robbie. Cat sat next to him, with her own shower caps around her wedges, and her head on his shoulder. He wore a long sleeve button down pink fanel (or plaid, whatever) shirt. It also had navy blue, white, and yellow in his shirt. He wore navy blue skinnys and pink Toms. Obviously, there was yet,another unspoken memo tonight. Every couple was wearing the same color. I mean, not together, but..., I'm sure you get the point. If you don't, then you really shouldn't be reading this.

I turned my attention back towards Dré and Vega, watching them quitely. Vega had he hand on Dré's thigh as she rubbed it, her teeth on his ear as she pulled on it. And André..., just sitting there. I didn't even have to look away from his face to tell that he had a boner. He swallowed uncomfortably, shifting his angle to move away from her hand. She moved it back towards his thigh, gripping at the base of his cock threw his pants. André closed his eyes, his breathing speeding up. I angled my head. What the hell? Any normal teenage boy would've had his hands up her dress, and playing with her fucking vagina by now. I'm just saying.

There was obviously something deeper going on here. Why was Vega all over André, and why wasn't Dré doing anything about it? Wait... "Oh my God, you dared him to not touch you sexually, didn't you?!" I accused, pointing at Tori with my mouth dropped open.

Vega immediately shot up, rapidly removing her hand from André's erection. "What?" She asked with a nonchalant look on her face.

"Oh, COME... ON!" I exlaimed. "You were basically giving him a hand job without actually jacking him off and tacking off his clothes. And he didn't do a damn thing about it!"

"I don't know what you're talking about."

That bold-face liar.

"Are you sure you don't know what Jade's talking about, Tori?" Cat asked. "I mean, when I came over, he was all over you like my brother when-"

"NO!" I yelled in Cat's direction.

"But-"

"I've yold you before. No disturbing stories about your brother dry humping you, and calling it 'wrestling'." I actually did air quotes, and shivered at the thought. "Back to you." I said, glaring at Vega suspiciously. "Caterina has a point. She did catch you two in the act Monday. And by the way Cat exaggerated your sounds, I'm sure he touched you sexually." I leaned my head to the side. "Why not now? What changed?" I asked, smirking in victory.

"Alright, alright." André said, putting his hands up. His signal that he's had enough. "It's true."

"DRÉ!" Tori whined.

"Chill." He said in her direction, his hand on her shoulder. A few moments later, he sighed. "As ya'll meddling kids already know, Tori and I had a little physical interaction in her house Monday afternoon. Yes I touched her sexually. And it was great. We both wanted to continue, but we both knew that sooner or later, ya'll were on your way, and like I told Tori here, I would NEVER take advantage of her. EVER. I was raised better than that. Granted, I've had my 'player' moments and we all know that. But I care way too much about Tori to use her in that way. I told her that if and when we finally did it, it would be because I wanted it to be special. Memorable. I'm in love with Victoria, a'ight?"

"Alright." We all muttered together.

He sighed again. "Then, after ya'll left, I stuck around with Tori. We talked about what happened. Then the next thing you know, she made a dare with me that I wouldn't be able to last the rest of the summer without ANY and ALL forms or sex. No interactions unless it's one sided. Which..., sucks. But...," André shrugged again. "I know it'll be worth it in the end. Not to just be able to finally say that I had sex with Tori, but to prove to her, no matter what...," Dré grabbed Vega's hand, intertwined their fingers, and kissed her hand. "That I love her now. And forever." He smiled, kissing her forehead.

I smiled as I watched him. It's been a long ass time since I've seen André so commited and in actual love with a girl. And seeing him happy, subconsciously made me happy. Which, I hated. But he's my best friend. But I swear, they better not break up! I'll kill both of them because of their stupid decision. Okay, so maybe I wouldn't actually kill them, but I'd smack the holy hell of of their heads until they came to their senses, and got back together. Each and every time.

Beck wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling my back towards his body, kissing my head, and intertwining our fingers. I smiled more. I swear, I'm getting soft!

"So..." Beck began. "André. Have you got everything ready for tonight?"

"What's tonight?" Tori asked.

André smiled. "Tonight, we drink. And get high."

"Yay, booze!" Cat celebrated, throwing her hands in the air. She was adorable, I'll give her that, but I limit her to only so much vodka or beer when we all drink together. Do you even know how long it took for me to convince her to start drinking and smoking with us? You know, before Vega came into the picture.

"Wait. You guys drink and smoke?" Tori asked in disbelief.

"Yeah?" I asked as more of a condescending statement than a question. "It's more of like a hazing initiation to all new people that want to be considered an official member of our 'crew', now." I shrugged.

"So, I have to do it?" She looked at André as if she were looking for an escape route.

"I'm afaid so, Tori baby. It's not like you haven't drank booze before, right?" He asked.

It was Vega's turn to sigh. "I guess. But I've never smoked before. What are you guys smoking, anyways?"

"Kush." I replied.

"Kush?" She shook her head. "What's that?"

"You know, dime bags?" Beck asked.

"Nickel bags?" Robbie added.

"Marijuana?" Cat quipped.

"Mar-y Ja-ane?" André sung, with a smirk on his lips.

"Okay, so wait." She put her hands on her lap. "How did you get the booze, and where did you but the weed?"

Beck raised his hand. "The booze would be the work of me." Tori cocked her eyebrow. He shrugged. "I know people. I have connections. That's all you need to know."

"Alright, alright." Tori threw her hands up in mini surrender. "And the weed?"

Robbie raised his hand. "That would be me."

"Wait...,what?!" Tori exclaimed, throwing her hand over her mouth. "Oh my God." She muttered, blinking a few times. A few minutes later, she dropped her hand. "When? What? How?"

Robbie sighed. "There's a lot of things that you don't know about me, Vega." Oh, fiesty. He must've smoked some while they were waiting for us.

"Like what?" She asked, curious.

"Well, I've been selling weed since the summer of our Freshmen year of High School. I started out bad. I mean. I needed money. Lots of it. And fast. So, during summer, I noticed these teenage guys round seventeen or eightteen. I wanted to know how they always got whatever they wanted before the week was out. All they told me was that I had to sell something green. That would coincidently, make me more green than I was selling. I didn't know what the stuff was until the ending of first semester of being at Hollywood Arts. But I was making money. Granted, I was always wearing a hoodie and had my head down, but I was nervous, new, and awkward. I still get nervous, and let's face it, I'll always be awkward." He shrugged.

"So, around the ending of June of that summer, I started to start smoking a nickel bag worth of the weed. And I went to school confident. I held my head up high, and I didn't even have my hoodie on after school when I would be normally be selling. I won't tell you where, because that's confidential. Anyway, I started to notice that the more I smoked, the more confidence I had. But if I didn't, I would be back to my normal, nerdy, Robbie self. And I was upping my game. I was getting as good, almost better than the guys I ran with. So, then I realized that there was one thing I was really good at. Something I've been doing since I was five. Ventriloquism. So I started to save my earnings, and in comes Rex. I got laughed at by the guys when I had him. But I noticed when I had him on my hand, I was a different person. The smart talking, fast talking, street smart guy that I wanted to be subsequently, making me three times as much money when I wasn't high, and about one thousand more when I was."

"I only really used Rex when I wasn't high. Sometimes I would forget him at home, and not make a lot because I didn't have my 'confidence'. That's what I started calling my kush. My 'confidence booster'. So, I put a sticky note on my mirror in my room where I would see it everyday to bring Rex to school with me. Rather I was strung out or not until it became a habit. I literally bought him as my weed co-seller, and then, he became so much more. Anyways, I have never been caught. Why? I don't know. I guess I've gotten really good at my 'job'. But even if I do, I have thousands of dollars in places only known to me. And me only. So if I need bail, I can request to pay for it myself. I know people too. One's that can prevent me from a lot of things." He shrugged.

"Whoa...," Tori said, slouching back into the passenger seat. "That's..., whoa."

"I know. I know." He said. "But anywho, I have the weed and our joints to roll them in. And any other weird ass substance you wanna use to put your mary jane in. I even have bread. I know it's crazy, but I have some clients that tell me that I should try it." He shook his head. "They're crazy, too."

"Bring the shit out!" I ordered, walking towards the back of the car, holding Beck's hand. I assumed that they either went and got the things while we were in the bathroom, or they already brought it, and left it in a cooler or something. Cat scooted down into the far right seat of André's vehicle, as Robbie slid down the trunk.

He tapped on it a few seconds later. "Abracababra!" Dré shook his head, as he pressed the button that opened up the trunk. A few minutes later, Roobie came back, sliding next to Cat with a giant ziploc bag of marijuana and another bag filled with white paper to roll it in. I sat next to Robert, and Beck came in after me.

"Ay yo, Robbie? Let's get this party started." André said.

"I'm working on it." He responded, opening up the bags, laying out the joints, and putting the weed in it for us. I guess he didn't want to waste too much of his product. "Here." He handed André a half-wrapped joint. Dré took it from his hand, and licked the edge of the joint, carefully wrapping it to perfection. After a few minutes, we all had our own mary jane.

"Well, hello there, friend. It's been a while." I said, rolling it around my fingers. I leaned down and pressed the button that would suffice as a lighter (yes, there was one in the front and back of his car). A few seconds later, it popped open, and I put the lighter up towards the blunt, lighting it. I then passed it to Beck, leaning over and lighting up his joint with my own. Everyone in the back seat shared it, as I saw André roll, close, and light up Tori's own blunt just like I did to Beck's.

"Aight. Tori, I need you to try this." André said, taking a puff of his own, handing Vega hers.

She pointed towards it, which a surprised face. "That? You want me to try that?!"

I smirked as I smoked my own like a pro after months without it. "I'm sure a big girl like you could handle it, right?" I asked, with a cocky grin."Unless of course, you're scared."

"I am not scared...," She retorted. "I'm just...,"

"Scared." I finished for her. "It's okay. Cat was scared when she had her first experience with Mary. You wouldn't believe how many agonizing months on end it took to get her to agree to it. It was torture." I rolled my eyes. "And not the good kind."

She put her hand on the head of her seat, her body turned towards mine. "I am not scared!"

I inhaled more of Mary, blowing it in her face. "Prove it. Smoke the blunt." I smirked, eying her evily with my left arm under my right armpit. "Like a big girl."

She squinted her eyes at me. "FINE." She took the joint from André's hand, inhaling the fumes for a few seconds. She blew out smoke, holding onto her chest as she coughed.

André patted her back. "Don't worry babe. You'll get used to it before the night is over with. I promise."

She took a deep breath. "It seems I have no other choice but to get used to it. I honestly hate this form of hazing. I am not looking forward to college."

André gave her a look. "If you don't make it as a singer before the age of twenty five, you're going to college. End of descusion. Actually...," He looked at each and every one of us. "If all don't make it as whatever we want to be before we turn twenty five, we all go to college for however many years and get a degree in our future careers. Argeed?"

I sighed. "Sure. Whatever."

"Fine by me." Beck replied.

Robbie shrugged. "Seems fair."

"As long as I have a unicorn as a pet, I don't care. College will be fun!" Cat said.

We all laughed. "A'ight ya'll. You know the rule. I'm not gonna move my car until everyone's seat belt is on." André said, as he put his on. "Safety come first. Ya'll should know by now." I rolled my eyes as everyone put their seat belts on.

"Can we go now?!" By the time I get to my third joint, I'm going to have the munchies.

"Cool your demented little head, Jade." André said. "We're going to go to Wok Star before the movies. I know how much you crave Chinese when you're high. I've exprienced too much how you go off the handle even more when you're high. I don't want to get an any accidents that would somehow end in fire."

I glared at him threw the rear view mirror. "Ugh. I'll try to behave."

"Oh, I'm sure Beck has your 'behavior' under control." He said, looking back at me, then turning on his radio.

Beck looked at me and smirked with his hand on my thigh. "Oh, I do."

André laughed. pulling off the parking lot of Hollywood Arts, as Robbie put his supplies into a small pull out box, that seperated the driver's and passenger's seat.

We came to a stop light around the corner. André plugged in his cell phone into the AUX plug on his radio (of course, the radio was high tech and removable. André has obssessions with protecting what's his. I don't blame him). He clicked on his pear phone 3xt a few times, turning on "Young, Wild, and Free" by Wiz Khalifa, ft. Snoop Dogg and Bruno Mars.

I smirked as I saw Vega take another puff, her coughing not as bad as the first one, but just as effective. It was still hilarious to me. It reminded me of the first time Cat did it. Of course she was coughing just as bad as Tori. Maybe worse. But after a few cups of water, and us talking her threw it..., eventually, she got threw it. But since Vega had André to couch her threw it, so no one said anything.

I laughed to myself at Troi's expense, taking a puff while everyone sung the hook of the song. "So what, we get drunnnkkk? So what, we smoke weeeeddd? We're just having fuuunnnn. We don't care who seeesss. So what, we go ouuutttt? That's how it's su'posed to beeeee. Livin' younngg, and wiilldd, and frreeeeeee..."

"Uh, ah-um. So what, I keep it rolled up, saggin' my pants, not caring what I show. Keep it real wit my niggas, keep it plain for those hoes. It look clean don't it? Washed it the other day, watch how you lean on it." André rapped the intro, pushing Beck's arm off the outside of his car lightly. "Eat me some Fiber One, jeans on it. Roll joints bigger than King Kong's fingers, and smoke them hoes down to they stingers. You a class clown, and if I skip from the down, with your bitch, smoking gray hay..."

"You what? It's like I'm, seventeen again, peach fuzz on my face" I laughed at Beck, André and Robbie had to make a showcase of their 'beards', rubbing on them as Beck continued with Snoop Dogg's part. "Lookin', on a case. Trynna find a hella taste." And of course, the dramatic, "Oh my GOD! I'm on the chase. Chevy. It's gettin' kinda heavy. Relavent sellin' it, dippin' away. Time keeps slippin' away, zip in a safe, flippin' for pay. Tippin' like I'm drippin' in paint. Up front, four blunts. Like a leaf, I put the weed in the jay. Hay!" I laughed at Beck as he did the 'Snoop Dogg' dance, his arms and hands in the air, swaying side to side.

I shook my head, as I sung the chorus with everyone again. Sometimes I couldn't believe that I was associated with these kids. But sometimes, I wouldn't have it any other way. This night seemed like it would be the latter.

"So what, we get drunnnkkk? So what, we smoke weeeeddd? We're just having fuuunnnn. We don't care who seeesss. So what, we go ouuutttt? That's how it's su'posed to beeeee. Livin' younngg, and wiilldd, and frreeeeeee..."

"Uh, and I don't even care. 'Cause if me and my team in there, it's gonna be some weed in the air, tell 'em Mac."

"Blowin' everywhere we goin', and now you knowin'. When I step right up, get my lighter, so I can light up." My jaw literally almost dropped when I heard Robbie rap the next part flawlessly. I saw completely speechless. I didn't know he had those skills. I didn't know he had any skills. And no, I don't call stuffing your hand up a puppet's ass, making it talk, and calling ot 'Vantriloquism', a skill. Maybe once (or if) he starts making serious and unillegal money with it, then my mind will change. Maybe.

"That's how it should be done. Soon as you're thinkin' you're down, find how to turn things around. Now things are lookin' up." The boys obviously rehearsed this. André got Wiz's parts, and Beck and Robbie took places with Snoop's. They're so obvious.

"From the ground up, pound up, this Taylor Gang. So turn my sound up, and mound up, and do my thing."

"Now I'm chillin', fresh out the class, feelin'..., like I'm on my own, and I can prolly own a buliding. Got my own car, no job, no children. Had to size project, me and Mac killed it."

"T.A.C., M.A.C., D.E.V., H.D.3., high as me. This is us, and we gon' fuss, and we gon' fight, and gon' roll, and live off bluff.." Robbie continued, smoking his joint, leaning back, wrapping his arm around Cat's neck, whom was almost finshed with her first joint. It amazed me how much of an expert she looked like now. And then, there are the times where I think that the weed is what's affecting her brain when she acts like a four year old child. But then again, this is Cat I'm talking about.

"So what, we get drunnnkkk? So what, we smoke weeeeddd? We're just having fuuunnnn. We don't care who seeesss. So what, we go ouuutttt? That's how it's su'posed to beeeee. Livin' younngg, and wiilldd, and frreeeeeee..." I looked in Tori's direction as we rounded the last corner, heading in the direction of Wok Star, and noticed that she took a big puff. I blinked as I noticed that she coughed. Obviously. But she didn't have a harsh, dying cough. I pouted. She was no longer suffering. Boo. Well, at least she caught on. She obviously a quicker learner than I thought.

"Roll one, smoke one, when you live like this, you're supposed to party. Roll one, smoke one. And we all just havin' funnnnn." I laughed at Cat as she sung that part. She sound like she was high already. In her own little 'Magical Kingdom' filled with things only she -and other three to six year old girls, possibly even unknowingly gay boys- would dream about. Everyone joined in like the lame kids they were. "So we just, roll one, smoke one. When you live like this, you're supposed to party. Roll one, smoke one. And we all just havin' funnnnnn.."

"So what, we get drunnnkkk? So what, we smoke weeeeddd? We're just having fuuunnnn. We don't care who seeesss. So what, we go ouuutttt? That's how it's su'posed to beeeee. Livin' younngg, and wiilldd, and frreeeeeee..."

"Weed..." Robbie sung.

"Funnnn" Cat dragged out.

Beck wrapped his arm around my neck. "And we don't care who sees."

"That's how it's su'posed to bee.." I smiled in his direction.

"Livin' young, and wild, and free..." Tori smiled, holding André's hand as she continued to try and get used to smoking marijuana. Which, as I said, wasn't fun for me, because now she didn't sound like death was choking her. Well, boo.

André pulled into a parking spot in front of the buliding as everyone took off their seat belts. I looked up and saw a big red buliding. I grabbed Beck's arm. "Wait."

André looked up after he took off his own seat belt. "What?"

"What the hell is a 'Nozu'? And where the hell are we?" I asked.

"Jade. Chill." He ordered. "Let's just go inside and see what it is. A'ight?"

I rolled my eyes. "Sure. Whatever."

Everyone got out of his car. Beck grabbed me by my arms. "Jade."

"What?!" I asked.

"Baby..., what's wrong?" He asked, looking into my eyes. His brown eyes peered into my green ones. Sometimes it pissed me off how fucking well he knows me, and sometimes it made me- dare I say?- happy. This was the latter.

I sighed. "It's just..., everyone is on their best fucking behavior, the ones in our group that are dating including us, are wearing matching colors, and the girls were wearing heels today. If it weren't for Vega, I would've been left out. And I...,"

He smiled, putting his hand over my lips. "I get it babe. You what I love about you? How fucking strong you are. You're insecure as fuck, but you try to hide it because you hate being categorized as a normal girl. But you know what else I love about you? How much of a fucking normal girl you actually are. I love how you try to hide it. This moment right here is one of those moments where your insecurities take over, and who you reallyare shows." He rubbed my cheek with his thumb. "And I love you for that. You're imperfectly perfect. And you imperfection is what makes me love you even more every fucking day."

He ran his fingers threw my hair, as tears started to fall down my face slowly. "The fact that you're only mean and evil because of what happened to you...," He shook his head. "God, you're so strong. And amazing. And beautiful. It amazes me that you were able to live through that. That you didn't let that stop you. And you're still here. With me. I can continue on and on about how fucking imperfectly perfect you are. But let's face it, I'll probably never stop talking about you. You're the missing piece to the puzzle that completes my life. I can not live without you. I refuse to. I love you so much. Words can't even discribe..." He sighed as his eyes searched mine.

I bit the inside of my cheek, as I ran my fingers threw his hair as well. My tears became stronger as he wiped them away. Beck was the only one that knew what happened to me. I haven't told anyone. He's what keeps me strong. "You're so fucking amazing, baby. You never fail to amaze me. I love you so fucking much, Beck."

"I love you too, Jade. Now let's kiss, so that we can go be on our best behavior with our friends. And I do mean our best behavior."

I sighed as I grabbed onto his blue jean shirt. "Alright. Whatever. Just kiss me already." I ordered, pulling him down towards my lips, kissing him slowly and passionately as his fingers wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer. I moaned, wrapping my arms around his neck, sucking on his lips to hint that I wanted entrance.

"Jaaadddeee?" I rolled my eyes at the faint voice I recognized all too well.

"WHAT?!" I yelled in frustration. Sometimes, I sware that Cat has a 'someone other than Robbie and I are about to have sex, or have sexual interactions, I must stop their teenage hormones, because I only want Robbie and I to have sex, and let my friends be sexually frustrasted' radar. And before you say anything, shut the hell up about the long title.

She squealed and jumped a little. "André said for you guys to come on. And we're all going inside at the same time."

"Ugh!" I spat in disgust (and yes, sexual frustration). "Is anyone in our group of 'friends' aloud to have sex?! Much less, kiss?!" I rhetorically asked, grabbing Beck's hand, pulling him towards the big red building that looked like a giant three year old boy's lost lego block as Cat ran before us.

We walked into the building, watching as Cat ran up halfway up the hallway towards Robbie, and holding onto his forearm. I scoffed at the decor of the hallway. A bright orange carpet, and cerulean blue walls with a pink, orange, blue, yellow and white painted like banner accent running across both walls. Ugh! I scrunched my nose at the brightness of the hallway. GROSS. I can only imagine how fucking bright and gross it is on the inside of the stupid place. Eghhh.

"It's about time that you guys got inside." André said.

"Can it, Dré." I spat at him.

"Hey, hey. Chill." He responded, holding up his hand, gesturing me to stop.

I rolled my eyes, crossing my arms. "FINE." I scoffed. "I'm more hungry than irratated, I guess. The munchies are kicking in. So let's go in before I get really irratated from not eating. And none of you..., want that."

"Alright, alright. Jade makes a valad point." André said.

I shrugged. "I did."

"Let's just go inside, so we all can eat." He ordered as Vega grabbed his hand, everyone walking around the corner into the actual buliding.

"Wow. This is a really cool place." Tori said, as we rounded the corner, leaning on André.

"Yeperdido, it sure is." Robbie stated with Cat attached to his arm.

I rolled my eyes as Beck had his hand wrapped around my waist, and my right hand intertwined with his.

"I heard they have awesome sushi." Beck announced.

"Oh, I bet they have Miso Soup. I love Miso Soup."

I made a disgusted face. "Miso Soup is gross."

"Whatever Jade. Just because you don't like it, doesn't mean I'm going to stop eating it."

I rolled my eyes as an Asian lady came up to us. "Hello. Welcome to Nozu. I'm the owner, Ms. Lee. What can I do to help?"

Vega gasped, releasing André's hand, and pointing Ms. Lee. "Oh my God!"

Ms. Lee looked dramatically around the resturant. "What?! Is he here?"

Tori blinked, standing up straight. "No! No... I- I- I- I'm Tori. Remember me? You produced my friends play."

I smirked at that. She actually considered me her friend. She on the other hand, was just climbing up the scissor edged ladder towards being considered my aquiantance.

"Oh yeahhhh...," Ms. Lee said. "You people left my daughter dangling from the ceiling."

Tori's eyes nearly popped out of her head. "Oh.., I- did we?" She asked rhetorically.

I laughed. "Hell yeah, we did. It was funny too."

"Are you the friend she's talking about?" She asked me.

"Why yes, I am." I smirked darkly.

"You're demented." She said.

"Thank you." I smiled. And I swear, my eyes twinkled sinisterly at that compliment. Yes. I considered that a compliment. Call me Twisted.

"Wait, uh..., what happened to your other resturant, Wok Star?" André asked, changing the subject.

"OH. It burned down in a mysteriousfire. So sad." She faked pouted. "But then I collected the insurance money, and opened this place." Ms. Lee said esctacially.

"But..., Wok Star was a Chinese resturant..." Cat announed.

"Yeah, so?" Ms. Lee asked.

"But this is a sushi place...," Robert said pointedly.

"Which is Japanese." Beck added.

"Are you Chinese?" I asked.

"Or Japanese?" Tori questioned. Ms. Lee proceeded to flick Tori across her forhead, which, I found utterly hilarious. Ms. Lee directed us towards the far right of the resturant where there were open walls filled with the fancy curved resturant couched.

Ms. Lee grabbed onto Tori's shoulders, allowing each of us to take a seat. Before we got too close to the end of the couch, she pushed Tori down at the open space. "Here's a seat perfect for the girl who tried to kill my daughter." I couldn't help but showcase the devilish smrik etched onto my face.

"Thank you..," Tori said tentively. "And uh..., sorry for dangling your daughter." She looked up at Ms. Lee, trying not to show just how much she was wincing in fear and probably slight pain.

"That's okay..." Ms. Lee replied. And with that tone, I could tell everything was in fact, not okay. "Someday I will get my revenge." Yeah, just what I suspected, everything was not okay. I couldn't wait to see that.

Alright guys, I am so so sorry for cutting this chapter short, but I don't believe that I had the end of this chapter written down. If I remember correctly, I typed this story out and I didn't write it before hand. But here we are, the year 2018 and I had to go off memory for the last three to four chapters. I did have a surprise chair dance planned out for this chapter to 'You Da One' by Rihanna. I do remember that much. Unfortunately, I do not remember how the dance goes. I honestly created the dance years ago and vaguely remember small parts of it. Again, I apologize for not completing this chapter, I am so sorry. I'm also sorry it took this long for me to update this story. And, I'm sorry for all typos, and all grammatical issues. Please leave a nice review. Thank you for reading.