"Jade, be a darling and get me a beer." Josh, my oldest brother, told me.

"Sure! While I'm at it, do you want me to put on a maid's outfit?" I snapped back sarcastically, throwing his beer towards him.

"Jadelyn, don't you dare be sarcastic with you brother!" my mother yelled.

Jason looked out the window. "Jade, Cat's here." he told me.

I threw my dish towel down and grabbed my things.

"Bye!" I yelled to everyone, they obviously could care less about me right now, and ran out to Cat's car.

"Let's go!" I cried as I got into her car.

Cat and I are meeting our friend Tori and her three other friends at a club.

My parents don't care, just as long as I don't talk to an Oliver.

My family hates the Olivers.

I'm not quite sure if I do because I've never met one.

"We're here!" Cat exclaimed, parking the car.

I forced a smile as we got out of the car.

"Tori's here..." Cat said and ran to her.

I ran after her and stood there awkwardly while Cat hugged Tori.

Tori stood by the front door with three guys who were directly behind her.

"Hey, Girly!" I cried.

"Hey!" Tori grinned back. "Oh! This is Andre, Robbie, and last but not least... here's Beck."

Tori pointed to each one when she said their name.

"I'm Cat. And this..." Cat hugged me. "This is Jade."

I rolled my eyes and smiled at the three strangers.

"Let's get inside!" I suggested.

3 Hours Later

We all sat down at a table and started talking, getting to know each other.

"So, Jade. Did it hurt when you got your eyebrow pierced?" Robbie asked, looking at her piercing.

Cat and I looked at each other at the same time and laughed.

"What's so funny?" Tori asked.

I looked at everyone seriously now. "Okay. Believe it or not, I don't remember getting my piercings... Yet, I don't want them taken out." I smiled. "It keeps some guys away and gives off that bad-ass look, but really, if you piss me off, I will hurt you."

Cat mumbled something.

"Huh?" Beck asked.

"If she doesn't hurt you herself, her brothers sure will." she said again, a bit louder.

Jade shrugged. "I don't know...they've been Mamma's boys lately." I added.

"So Jade, how old are you?" Andre asked.

"Seventeen," I answered.

"You look familiar..." Beck said.

I smirked. "A lot of people have said that. Stupid family war!"

"War?" Robbie asked.

"Her dad's company and another one are enemies..." Cat explained.

"Wait, what's your last name?" Beck asked suddenly.

"West...what's yours?" I asked.

"Oliver..." he said.

We both jumped away from each other, in opposite directions.

"You!" we both yelled.

"Stay away from me!" I cried.

"Look Sweetheart, if I would have known you were a West, I wouldn't have said anything to you." he told her.

"Then don't talk to me!" I snapped back.

"Whoa, you two are enemies?" Andre asked.

"Pretty much." Beck said.

"Excuse me Darlin', but would you like to dance?" a guy tapped on my shoulder and asked me.

I noticed it was my boyfriend's best friend and laughed.

"Sure Tommy, Let's go." I smiled.

We went out on the dance floor.

Sure my boyfrend knows Tommy and I joke, but he can be really mean...

"Jade!" I heard his drunken voice call out my name.

I turned and ran to the table.

"Hide me!" I cried.

"Why?" Robbie asked.

"Connor!" I whispered.

Cat looked around scared now. "Oh God! Umm, get your stuff. We'll leave." she said.

I shook my head. "No, I'm not letting my airhead of a boyfriend ruin our night out."

"Jade, you just got rid of some bruises!" Cat whined.

"I got hit okay? My Daddy hit me for something I said in my sleep..." I admitted.

"Jade, who is your boyfriend?" Andre asked.

"Hey Jade, why did you run away?" he asked; I could hear the anger in his voice.

"Sorry Babe, Caterina wanted something. Um, can we talk outside?" I asked.

"Yeah." he said and pulled me outside.

30 Minutes Later

"CAT! CAN YOU HELP ME?!" I texted, sitting on the ground outside the club.

"Jade?" I heard voices.

"Hello." I said through my tears and looked up.

I saw my enemies face.

"Never did I ever think I'd be so glad to see an Oliver." I whispered.

"Gee, thanks..." he said and picked me up.

"Where are you taking me?" I asked.

"Somewhere I can find the blood coming from your face." he told me.

I would normally argue, but I'm too weak and scared.

"Can you take me home...please. I know you rememeber where I live." I whispered.

"What about your family?" he asked.

"My family leaves for about six hours at ten o'clock." I told him.

"You're in luck..." he said.

I forced my head up to look at him.

"It's eleven." he told me and put me down gently in his truck.