Cat Valentine.

It was Monday morning, the worst day of school… ever invented. And of course, it was a cold, cloudy rainy day. My mom had just dropped her off and wished her luck at practice later that day—that is if it didn't rain and she didn't die of frostbite.

Wishful thinking on her mother's part.

She walked in, her duffel bag and backpack over her shoulder, and put on a smile for her friends as she passed by them, walking to her locker.

"Hey, sweet thang." She heard, and looked up, rolling her eyes, she angrily threw her duffel bag inside her locker, nothing bothering to look up at him, she just sighed.

"Go away, Robbie."

Instead of doing as she requested, he just leaned against the lockers, and smirked at her. "Are you busy later?"

She tried, she really did—try as hard as she could, not to roll her eyes. "Yes, I'm busy later, why?"

The real question was why did she ask that?

"I want to take you out."

"You know how many times you've asked me, and how many damn times I've said no? No… means NO, get it through your thick brained football obsessed head!" She slammed her locker shut so hard, she caused a few heads to turn in their direction. Then without another word, she walked off.

But he still followed her, damn it.

"Come on, Valentine! What are you so afraid of?"

"Whoa, whoa. Stop it right there—" Cat held her hand up, "I am not afraid of anything."

"Oh yeah?" He asked and she nodded. "Then why won't you go out with me?"

"Simple…" She said, "You're a pig." And with that, she walked off in the direction of her first class.

English with Ms. Blake. She liked the class, as she was one of two sophomores who was in the eleventh grade course. And plus, she had two friends there who didn't give her a damn headache.

There was Beck and then her very close friend, Mason. They always did the group work together, and she looked forward to each class.

Especially since Beck was her partner.

She took a seat, an annoyed expression on her face. Beck noticed this immediately and looked at her, "What's the prob?"

"Robbie." She said, still facing forward, until she opened her mouth, only to close it again and turn towards him. "You know he's a pig? It's like he won't leave me alone!"

"Yeah, I hear it… each and everyday." Beck spoke sarcastically and she playfully smacked his shoulder.

"You know what I mean!" She laughed. "It's like he won't—he won't leave me the hell alone!"

"Maybe it's because… oh, I don't know, he likes you?"

"Oh, I'm fully aware of that." Cat ran her fingers through her bright read hair, and took out the book that had been assigned for the class, and started to read it. Or well, she was—until Beck put his hand on it, and forced it down, forcing her to look up at him. "What?"

"Did you do the assignment?"

"Of course I did, are you new?"

"Let me see it then." He said and she nodded, taking it out and giving it to him. He read it over, writing a few notes and handed it back to her.

"Beck!" She cried. "You wrote a novel of stuff here! Or should I say… of words?"

"Haha, that's so funny." He responded, still sarcastic. "You're being to wordy again, fix it and then I advise you to turn it in."

"Thanks." She muttered and put it face down, going back to her book, just as the teacher walked in the classroom.

"Good morning, class." She greeted. "How is everyone doing today?"

She was too cheery for Cat—and that was a surprise since she was the cheeriest person there was.

Cat just groaned and put her head down as Ms. Blake looked at her, a sort of amused expression on her face.

"Care to share what's going on over there?"

Cat shook her head.

"Okay, then let's get started!"

Jade West.

Today was going to be an annoying day, she could feel it. Especially since she was about an hour late for school since her stepmother happened to "forget" that she had to take her to school that day.

Although, miraculously, she was able to remember her halfbrother who was supposed to be in kindergarten an hour after she was supposed to go to school.

She angrily walked to her locker, and pulled out some books, slamming it shut, she quickly rushed to her first period Spanish class. She walked in, everyone lifting their heads towards her, and she shyly took the seat beside her friend, Aly.

"Why is everyone looking at me?" She whispered, and Aly shrugged.

"Probably because you're late, they always do that." She reminded her and she rolled her eyes.

"Miss West, so nice of you to join us!" Her teacher, Ms. Gomez smiled, "But next time, let's try to be on time, okay?"

"It wasn't my fault." Jade started. "My stepmother—" She looked around, noticing everyone was staring at her again, and she shut up. "Nevermind."

Ms. Gomez started to teach the lesson, and she was listening, she really was, until her phone vibrated in her bag.

Pulling it out, she saw she had a text from Beck.

Hey.

Hey? Hey! That's all she was gonna get that morning? Really?

Hi.

That was her simple one worded response to his annoying one worded starter. Well, that's what he gets.

What's up?

I'm on the moon, what do you think?

Lame ass Spanish class?

No shit.

That sucks hard.

Watch it, Oliver. I might just have to slap you.

Why?

Reread your last text.

It just says why.

No! The one before that, smart one.

Ohh, hehe, didn't realize I said that.

You're an idiot sometimes, you know that?

Yeah… don't remind me.

She was about to respond, when she looked up to see Ms. Gomez was looking at her, a disapproving look on her face.

"Put the phone away or I take it." She said. Jade nodded quickly and did as she was told, putting it in her bag, she heard it vibrate again, but ignored it—as obviously, she had no choice.

After the bell rang an hour later, she took it out and read the messages.

Am I really that bad? I mean… come on, ladies say I'm pretty good.

Or maybe you do think I'm that bad… hm, maybe I should prove it to you.

"Ugh! Aly, read these messages!" Jade said, obviously a bit annoyed as she handed it over to her friend who just took it, rolling her eyes. She read it over for a moment, before handing it back to her.

"I get it, Jade. You're in love with Beck."

Jade's eyes widened. "What?"

"And he's in love with you."

"B—but… wait, no… no! That's not what I mean—it's not like that and—"

Aly smiled at her, "Why are you stammering over your words then? Get together with him already, girl! Or at least… back together anyway."

Jade groaned and let her head hang for a moment. She and Beck had such a history. One that started in eighth grade… on and off, and when they were off (for about six months) he had gotten another girlfriend and she had gotten another boyfriend. She just… didn't know much about her, and never asked since anytime she tried to bring it up, he would angrily tell her to change the subject.

She looked up, "I can't."

"Fine. Then let all this tension build in between you too. That works too."

"Why is this so difficult?"

Aly shrugged, "You're just making it that way. Anyway, got to get to history. I'll catch up with you later, kay?" Jade nodded and she walked off.

She walked to her next class, her fingers hovering over the keypad, and then finally she decided to just go ahead and type something back.

In your dreams, I've seen it, and I'm not all that impressed.

About five seconds later, she got a response… surprised that it had been so quick.

Haha, very funny.

Oh, yeah, it definitely was funny. That was for damn sure.

Tori Vega.

"Finally! I'm home!" She cried, flopping down on her couch, her legs on the back of it, as her sister, just shook her head.

"I'm going upstairs, weirdo."

"Go for it." Tori said as her best friend, Andre walked in, carrying a keyboard. She noticed it and looked up at him. "Why do you suddenly have a keyboard?"

"Because I'm a boss." He joked, only earning a look from her. "I'm just kidding, girl. Chill."

"Trying to get your Usher on, but you can't let it burn?" Tori guessed, her eyebrows going up and he groaned.

"Now is not a time to make Nelly references." He responded, and sat down on the couch. "I've got to write a song for my class… and trust me, it's difficult."

"What's so difficult about it? You write songs like… I eat chocolate. It comes naturally to you."

"Enough song references!" He exclaimed suddenly and Tori looked at him, blinking her eyes.

"That wasn't intentional."

"Sure it wasn't."

"I swear."

"Oh god. Enough of this! Just help me…" He went closer to her, grabbing her shirt and pulling her close enough that they were staring into each other's eyes. "Please?"

"Okay, okay!" She tore his hands from her shirt and backed away. "What does it have to be about?"

"Well, anything I want it to be." He said, "I just can't think of a thing!"

"Okay well, what do you write best?"

"Love songs."

"Then do that! See? Problem solved!" She said brightly, but he glared at her again.

"I need lyrics and a melody now, you loony!"

"Gosh, so temperamental today, Andre… jeez." She got up, glaring at him, and walked into the kitchen.

"What are you doing?"

"Making some cocoa since I know you just love it. Maybe it'll help you write a song." She said, and he shrugged in agreement.

"Make with the cocoa!" He said, rubbing his hands together for a moment, before going to the keyboard and playing a couple keys.

"Yeah, on it!" Tori called, before her eyes caught a note that was on the counter. She picked it up, and as she read it, started to get annoyed—or more accurately pissed off.

Tori and Trina—

Your father had to go to Boston to do some business; we won't be back for about a week. I'm so sorry this is on such short notice, but please, please, please don't be mad at us. Especially, you Tori since we'll be missing your birthday. We'll come home as soon as we can, okay?

-Pattie

Tori angrily crumbled the note up, not caring if Trina had gotten the message or not. She threw it to the side, and threw her head in her hands, her fingers going to her hair and pulling on them a bit.

She was actually surprised her stepmother managed to remember her and her sister's name in the note.

What a shock. Since her father barely ever managed to.

"Tori! You okay in there?" Andre called, and she just blinked going back to the persona she always was when she was pissed off. Especially when she didn't want her friends to know how she was feeling. Wiping away a tear she didn't know had fallen, she just called back a half assed answer.

"Yeah! I'll be right there!" She shouted back, and got the hot water ready.

Her father and stepmother's promises were usually empty; they never kept them. So, why should now be any different?

Sighing she got the hot cocoa ready and walked back to Andre who seemed to have calmed down and written a few lyrics down.

She took a sip, and just decided to pay attention to him… because after all, he was always the best kind of distraction and she need it now.

More than anything.

Cat Valentine.

"Mom? Eddie? I'm home!" She called, walking inside as Mason followed after her. She looked around the house, noticing that the rooms were all empty. "Well, I guess we're here alone." She shrugged, putting her bag down on the couch, she sat down, Mason doing the same, and picked up the remote, searching through the channels, while Mason got up to get them drinks.

"Hey." He called and she looked up.

"Yeah?"

He held up a ring, "isn't this your mother's wedding ring?"

She got up, and grabbed it from him, "Yeah, yeah it is." She looked at him, "Why would it be here?"

He shrugged, "I don't know, do you?"

She shook her head, "No. Not a clue."

They were both silent, until he looked at her, "What if she's—you don't think she's—right? I mean… she's not like that."

"No." Cat said, "She's not… she wouldn't be…that's crazy! She's happily married."

"So you think." Mason responded, pointedly. "Why would her wedding ring be here if she was so, as you say, 'happily married'?"

"I don't think—I don't think she'd be cheating on my stepfather." Cat said, "That's—that's a big no-no. She's in love with him."

"So you think," He repeated, nodding his head, and Cat rolled her eyes exasperated.

"Just stop saying it!" She said, "I don't believe it!"

"Fine, fine." Mason held his hands up, "She's not cheating on her husband."

"Th-thanks." Cat quietly responded. "Yeah, thanks."

Mason nodded, "No, need to thank me, kid."

Cat walked back over to couch and sat down, playing with the ring, staring at it. Her mother couldn't be having an affair, that was—that was just crazy. For the past ten years she'd been in love with Eddie. There were no problems between them at all—at least any that she knew of… so if that was true, what was going on?

She sighed, biting her lip to keep tears from coming to her eyes.

What if what Mason said was true and she really was cheating on him?

Then it would all be over, her nice comfortable home, with her family… it would all end right then and there.

And truth be told, she wasn't ready for it.

Not even close.

Jade West.

She slammed the front door shut, causing her father to come rushing out of his study, an angry expression on his face.

"Jadelyn, care to explain that?" He asked, and she just huffed.

"I'm annoyed, okay?"

"Well, why?"

"Just reasons." She said, walking to the kitchen and opening the refrigerator. "I'm thirsty."

"Good, then grab a drink." He said, "But don't fill up too quickly, dinner will be in an hour."

"Yeah, yeah." Jade muttered, grabbing a water, and chugging it. Cheerleading had drained a lot out of her. Especially when one of the girls was a total bitch to you for no reason.

Co-captain, her ass.

"Want to talk?" Her father asked, just as the phone rang. He looked at her apologetically. "I—"

"I know, daddy. It's okay." Jade said, but he could tell by her tone that it wasn't.

"I could let it go to voicemail."

"No, what if it's an emergency?"

"You're right, just—just give me one sec okay?" She nodded and he ran out of the room, just as her phone went off.

You're a crazy girl, you know that?

What makes you say that?

Just reasons. Are you coming out tonight?

I'll see if I can make it, but I wouldn't count on it. Not everyone has such laidback cool parents like you do, Beck.

Well, let me know, okay? It'll be fun

I know… stop teasing me.

That's what she said.

You're a perv.

Yeah, yeah. Just let me know, kay?

Yeah, sure.

"Jade! Jade!" She heard and looked up to see her four year old half brother, Luke run into the room, the blonde hair on top of his head flopping into his blue eyes. " I made something for you in school today!"

She kneeled down to his height and smiled at him, "you did?" He nodded, a bit too excited for her, since she was so exhausted.

"Well, are you gonna show me what you made?" She asked, and he looked at her, confused for a moment, before he realized what she meant.

Ah, four-year-olds were so cute… sometimes.

He pulled out a colorful macaroni/beaded necklace and gave it to her. She smiled big and put it on, reaching forward and giving him a hug. "I love it!" She said, tickling his stomach a bit.

"You do? Because Abby said you wouldn't like it."

"Well, Abby was wrong." She said, "I love it." She hugged him again, "Thank you so much!"

"You're welcome!" He said and then kissed her cheek quickly before running off again, probably to go play with his leggos or whatever.

She stood up, and noticed her stepmother, Debbie was in the room with her. "Hey." She said, and she looked up smiling at her.

"Look, I want to apologize to you for this morning, I was just so… busy and thinking of Luke and getting him to school on time that I didn't think—"

"It's okay." Jade shrugged, "I can't hold it against you forever."

"Well… thank you." She smiled at her and walked over, taking her hand and squeezing it, she let it fall. "Any idea what's for dinner?"

Jade shrugged, "When it's dad, you never know."

Debbie laughed, "Ain't that that truth."

Jade nodded, pushing a strand of her hair behind her ear. "Anyways, I have to go upstairs and do some homework, so I'll see you later?" Debbie nodded. "At dinner, just call and let me know when that is."

"Will do."

Jade nodded and quickly went upstairs to her room, nearly tripping over a toy truck in the hallway. She was going to yell at Luke for it, but since he made her such a nice necklace, she decided she could just let it go—for once.

She walked into her room, and turned on her laptop, getting up, she put her hair into a pony tail and changed into shorts and a tank top. She went to her laptop again and turned on music, getting into it, she started to dance around the room until she heard the familiar noise of a message coming up and walked over to her desk, taking a seat.

She sighed, it was just her friend, Adam.

Sup, killer?

Oh, nothing much. just doing the usual dancing and singing my room until you fucked it up

Oh I'm so sorry.

Nah, I'm not really that sorry.

I didn't think you would be.

Nice moves today… sorry about my bitchy girlfriend

Eh, it's alright. I can deal with her, no big deal.

Well, she looked like she pissed you off today.

When do I ever look like I'm not pissed off?

Good point.

Yeah.

So, Luke made me this awesome, beautiful necklace that I'm thinking about wearing to school tomorrow.

Please, wear it? I'll give you ten bucks.

Ten bucks? I'll take it!

Yeah, nice try. I didn't really mean it.

Asshole.

We all have one, Jade! Anyway, I gotta go, but I'll talk to you later! Check your phone in an hour… deuces.

Yeah, yeah. Deuces, bitch.

Jade exited out of the chat, and started to pull out an outfit for later that day, when she got another message.

This one though, was from Tori.

Hey, any idea where Cat is? I can't reach her, figured she'd be with you.

No, no. I haven't seen her since practice.

Oh, okay.

Everything okay?

Not really, but I'll uh… I'll just talk to you later. Or see you later.

Tori, you're being very cryptic, what's going on?

Nothing. I just have to go because Trina's yelling my name… she wants something.

Yeah, usually that's the case when she calls your name.

Right, so I'll catch up with you later, alright?

Sure. Feel better.

Thanks.

And with that, Tori logged off.

What the hell was up with her? She wondered, but didn't really think about it too much, since she heard rustling of leaves or something and then her window open.

Normally, she'd be freaked out, but since it always happened, and it was always the same person, she didn't really care.

"What's up, Beck?" She asked, "Ever heard of a door?"

"I like to live dangerously." He shrugged. "Sup with your get-up?"

"I was about to take a shower." She said.

"In shorts and a tank top?"

"No, idiot. I was going to take my clothes off." His face lit up at the mention of that, but she shook her head. "Oh no… don't get any ideas."

"It's not like I haven't seen you before." He pointed out.

She rolled her eyes, "It's not the same now, and you know it. Anyway, I'm going to go take a shower, go play some wii or something okay? It's in the playroom, you know where it is—"

"Sup with the necklace?" He asked her, and she looked down, taking it off, she held it in her hand.

"Luke made it for me in school today, jealous?"

"Oh, totally."

"Yeah, I can see that." She smirked, going closer; she poked him in the chest. "You just want one all for yourself."

"Yes. Oh my god, I'm so jealous." Beck told her sarcastically.

She laughed, "Come on, Beck! Just admit it! And then on your way to the playroom you can tell Luke… if he's not already in there."

He glared at her, "How bout I tell him nothing and just go in there anyway and see if he wants to hang out."

"Yeah, fine. I'll be out in a few." She smirked, giving him the necklace, where he put it on her desk. She gave him a sultry look over his shoulder and he groaned, frustrated as he opened the door to her room and stepped out, walking down the stairs, and into the lower part of the house where her family kept the playroom.

He was lucky though, Luke was there, and he definitely wanted to hang out with Beck.

And even though she had nothing to do with this, Beck had a feeling she did.

Damn you, fate.

Hehe! ANOTHER NEW STORY! Now you're all like why the hell is she publishing another one when she has like twelve others to finish? Well… I get ideas. And I like to share them. And I have like a few more that I've written and want to publish, but at the same time, I'm not so sure. Since I have a bunch of others that need to be updated. Soo… yeah! I'll finish them all eventually. I think I might just dedicate a whole entire day this weekend and just do it. Update 'em all. If I get the chance, that is, cuz I may have plans… but I'll do my best. I really want to update them… like it's my goal. Really, haha.

But this sort of helps with my writer's block, so yeah. It's late, and I want to sleep, but here's another one.

I've had this idea for a while… so yeah.

But seriously, feel free to be all, UPDATE YOUR DAMN STORY (put story name here) OR I'LL FIND YOU AND DO SOMETHING HORRIBLE. Or whatever you want the threat to be, haha. I'm kinda interested though, which story do you want me to update the most? Let me know so I can make sure it happens first! Kay? Good deal? Awesome.

FUN FACT. I have a major, major crush on Nathan Kress. Even though he's on iCarly and not on Victorious… even though I think he should be… just my opinion. He's so cute! Hehe, but he looks kinda like Josh Hutcherson (who I also have a crush on) am I wrong here? Lol. Both are just so cute, but Nathan… damnnnnnn. That's all I have to say. Bad situation, lol.

Deuces.