A/N: A horrible Beck/Cat fic because it was taking dust on my documents & I need Bat on my page, please excuse this AWFUL little bit. I'm so sorry.

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I love you.

He squinted his eyes at the very, very girly hand writing.

This little note certainly wasn't Jade's ((because Jade isn't the sentimental type)) and considering the fact that she's out of town visiting her aunt was good because if Jade ever got to see this note she'd probably make every single girl, (and some boys) in Hollywood Arts write down the same sentence and when she would find the person, she would shove the paper down his/her throat.

So, yeah. Thank God Jade wasn't here.

He folded the paper neatly in his pocket then sighed.

"I have to figure out who wrote this."

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She giggles like an uncontrollable school girl as he folds the paper & puts in his pocket. (instead of throwing it away like they all do)

Her big brown eyes shine as you walk to your locker and look at yourself in the mirror and smile.

He likes me. He likes me.

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Cat loves cleaning her room. She always finds crazy, silly things lying around it.

She finds a box full of pictures labeled "not mine." It's full of pictures of Beckett James Oliver.

And he's so handsome in all of them.

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Beck is lying on his bed, with the note in his hand. He's not sure who wrote it, but for some reason he feels like he knows this mysterious person.

I love you.

Who was it?

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Cat sees him the next day, and her heart immediately shatters.

As Jade walks into school, Beck runs up to her, picks her up and spins her around like a goddamn sappy movie (but Jade doesn't laugh out loud like in the movies cause Jade isn't cliché.)

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"I love you."

"I love you too, babe."

Cat hears this exchange between Beck & Jade.

She tries to smiles a glass tainted smile.

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Because she's happy if he's happy, right?