Hey guys, this is my second fan fiction and I'm so excited to write this one. So many people reviewed my last story Snowed Under which tells the tale of the gang and Sikowitz getting stuck in the school during a snow storm! Your support and enthusiasm towards my writing has made me want to write more for you guys! So thank you all so much and I look forward to your reviews on this story.

I love Beck/Avan so much that I thought I'd write about him being with someone else instead of Jade for once…explore his character a little more…so…sadly there isn't much BADE in this fan fiction…but there will be a fair bit of Jade's attitude and her snarky comments! :) Enjoy!


I walked in the door, entering the corridors of Hollywood Arts. There was so much happening and you didn't know where to look. There were kids dancing by the lockers and playing instruments on the stairs. Each locker was unique, with a different pattern or theme. The place was bright and energetic, everyone was smiling with the exception of a very gloomy teenage girl off to my left who wore nothing but black. Black clothes, black finger nail polish, black eye make-up. My instincts told me not to get on her bad side. She glared me down so I turned my gaze to the floor and continued on to the administration room.

As I turned the corner I collided with another person. I fell to the floor. Good one Paige, embarrass yourself within five minutes of being here. My bag flew off to one side and I scrambled towards it, before someone could step on it. Just as I reached out toward it, a hand pried it from my reach. I looked up toward a handsome young boy holding his hand out to me. He was giving me a hand up, I guessed that's who I had ran into since his hair was all messed up and he carried no books…they must've been on the floor somewhere. I reluctantly took his hand and half-pulled myself up. Brushing the dust off of the knees of my tights, I smiled at him as he handed me my bag.

"Thank you, I'm really sorry…" I trailed off as he put a finger to my lips dramatically shhing me. He shook his head and smiled, walked over to the vending machine, scooped up his scattered books and walked off without a backward glance. It was then that I realised I'd been holding my breath. I let it out and began to continue the journey to the office, watching out for anymore obstacles.

Beck's POV

Well, that was a good way to start off the week, knocking the new chick to the ground…good job Beck, good job. I was sitting in English; the lecture was so boring that I was on the verge of falling asleep. Jade kept texting me complaining about Tori.

From: Jade

Beck, I'm going to kill her, she has coloured extensions. Coloured extensions are my thing! :

I sighed and replied.

To: Jade

Babe, they'll always look better on you. Don't worry, I love you 3

I instantaneously received a reply.

From: Jade

Don't be so sensitive it irritates me.

I sighed and chose not to reply. Knowing that that was probably a mistake, I accepted the fact that I was going to pay for it later. As soon as the bell rang I got up and left the classroom, heading to my next class. I moved towards my transparent locker, entered in the combination and threw my English text book inside. I didn't need anything for Sikowitz's class, so I closed the door and headed over to Jade who was standing by her scissor-covered locker.

"Hey Babe," I moved into kiss her; I was caught off guard when she grabbed my lips, stopping me.

"There's a new chick," She said bitterly, still holding my lips; they were throbbing now. It was probably the girl that I knocked over in the hall earlier. "And she's looking at you." Her eyes shifted to the other side of the hallway back up to where my locker was positioned. "Don't look though, that'll give her the SATISFACTION THAT SHE'S OBVIOUSLY AFTER!" Jade shouted that last bit, aiming for the girl to hear. I rolled my eyes at her immature behaviour.

"Babe, ignore her," I said through closed lips, since she still had hold of them. She finally released them, replacing her touch with a long, deep kiss. Now she was doing her best to exemplify the fact that I was hers. I returned the kiss nonetheless, if I hadn't I would've been a dead man. I felt sorry for the girl though. Heck, I felt sorry for all the girls in Hollywood, in America, in the world. Sometimes Jade just needed to accept the fact that I was hers and I didn't seem to be going anywhere any time soon. Sure, she could be obsessive and over-protective at times, but I loved her to death.

We began walking to Sikowitz's classroom situated at the other end of the hall; we walked past the new girl. She had flaming red hair, not Cat-red, natural red; orange red. It fell in waves to the middle of her back. She wasn't perfectly skinny, but she wasn't fat either. Freckles covered her nose and cheeks; they showed through her minimal amount of make-up. She wore purple glasses and was struggling to place a heap of books into her locker. I wanted to help her out, but I knew that if I was to do so, Jade would strangle me later. Her gaze turned my way and she smiled politely at me. Her teeth were perfect, clearly the work of braces. Jade dragged me along into the room, before I could even return the smile, away from the girl whose name I was still yet to learn.

Jade's POV

We were in Sikowitz's classroom and like always I was seated next to Beck, his arm laid relaxed on the back of my chair. Our homeless-looking teacher sat up on the stage sipping loudly from a coconut. Cat and Robbie were playing on Robbie's PearPad and Tori and Andre were in deep conversation over a music assignment. Suddenly the door opened and as I turned to see who it was my mood turned dark. It was that ranga chick from in the hall, the one that couldn't keep her eyes off Beck. I glared her down as she walked to the front of the room to hand Sikowitz a bit of paper that would no doubt say that she was now a member of our class.

"Everyone," Sikowitz began as the red-head moved her way to the only available empty seat which happened to be positioned directly behind Beck. "We have a new student in our class, Paige…" he gestured to the girl behind me and I let out a loud bored sigh. Sikowitz took to his failed sarcasm in an attempt to embarrass me. "Ahh…Jade, as welcoming as ever. Back on track – Paige is from Australia…so everything here will be quite foreign to her…please make her WELCOME!" He broke off into applause and some people joined in unenthusiastically. I wasn't one of those people, as far as I was concerned she was just another girl, another person to flirt with Beck and try and steal him from me. Not that she had much chance anyway, she was totally out of Beck's league and definitely wasn't his type. I smiled, pleased that this 'Paige' girl was no threat to me or Beck or our relationship.

For the rest of the period we worked on improvisation and other little random acting techniques. As always it was a highly enjoyable lesson and I was almost sad when the bell rang, announcing the start of lunch. Beck told me to go along with Tori and the others to get lunch, claiming that he needed to talk to Sikowitz. Trusting him, I followed my 'friends' to our regular lunch table after buying myself a burrito and a coffee. I had just taken a bite when Beck rounded the corner with Paige. They were walking towards our table. I groaned. Why did we always have to put up with the new kids, why did they always join our group! First Tori, now this Paige chick. Ughh! I felt a burning sensation and realised that I had just squeezed out all the contents of my burrito. Tori was just about to start eating her salad but I quickly snatched her fork out of her hand and began shovelling the meat and salad remnants of the Mexican dish back into the almost wrecked tortilla.

"Hey!" Tori shouted, once I was done I threw it back at her face, narrowly missing her eye. Damn! She glared at me, wiping the meat from her cheek with her serviette. By now, Beck had chosen a seat next to me and Paige, one on the other side of Beck, also next to Cat. He kissed my cheek, but I grabbed his face and pulled his lips fiercely against mine. He knew what I was doing; once again showing off the fact that Beck Oliver belonged to me, no-one else, but he nonetheless returned the kiss. When we pulled back, everyone was conversing; practically unaware of the heated make-out session Beck and I had just participated in. We joined in their conversation.

"Where abouts in Australia are you from?" Robbie asked curiously.

"Sydney." I had to admit, her accent was cute, but the question everyone wanted to know was why she was here.

"Why are you here?" I demanded, sipping my coffee. Beck nudged me in a disapproving manner but I ignored him. "How did you get into Hollywood arts?"

"I play the piano, violin and flute…" She said shyly. Andre nodded enthusiastically, he played many instruments too so I guessed they would get along pretty well. At least that would take her attention away from Beck, but I wondered how Tori would feel about that. I smiled, satisfied. She wasn't a dancer, singer or actress, just a musician…totally not Beck's type. I liked this girl…well as much as I liked anyone, which wasn't that much…


Well…there's not much happening just yet, but there will be eventually…I wanna know how many people would actually be interested in reading this story…I'm working on another one at the moment, thinking up a plot…this is just a random story to keep myself busy and my dreams of being with Beck alive! :P

Please review honestly! && if you haven't checked out Snowed Under…Please do! :) xoxox - Z