Chapter 1: First Day Troubles

It was the first day of High School for the new comers at Hollywood Arts. Beck woke up, scuffled his messy hair around and changed into a new plaid shirt given to him by his Father. He was a very handsome boy. Girls crawled over him. His perfectly messy black hair, nice tanned skin, clear abs. everything about him was perfect, even his personality. He was sweet, gentle, and wasn't a try hard at all.

He eventually arrived at Hollywood Arts. His teachers allocated him to his locker, plain for him to decorate. He hadn't made friends with anyone apart from Andre' Harris, his primary school friend.

"So, what do you think about this place so far?" Andre' asked, looking around at everyone and all the talent placed around him. How did he even mange to get into this school? He was just a small-town boy from Canada. It didn't make sense to him. Then again, he'd been on television more than once, and was told what an amazing actor he was.

"It's pretty cool."

"Do you see any girls?" Beck looked around, trying to find an answer to his question. Right now, he couldn't see much straight. Everything was blurry, probably because he was nervous.

"Uh, I guess." He replied, lying. He didn't exactly know what to say, so he thought that might be a reasonable answer. Andre' nodded and smiled.

The teachers allocated them to their first class. The class was reasonably small, with around eleven students so far. The teacher called the role, and everyone but a few people answered with 'Here'. Now knowing her name, Tori Vega was continuously staring at Beck, day-dreaming.

"Is there something you'd like to interest us with, Miss. Vega?" The teacher spoke up, catching her staring into space.

"Oh… No thanks, Sir." Tori replied, nervously. Beck would have to admit, Tori was beautiful. Just not someone he would like to date. She wasn't his type.

The door broke open and slammed against the wall, revealing a beautiful silhouette. Beck stared at her from the feet up to her head. She was gorgeous, but obviously angry for some reason.

"Ahh, Jadelyn. You're very late." The teacher grabbed his note book back out, adding her in for being late.

"You don't think I don't already know that?" Her answer was full of frustration and anger. Maybe this was just typical Jadelyn? Whatever her attitude is at that moment, I knew I was defiantly to become friends with her.

She sat in the chair next to mine, draping her left leg over her right. She didn't talk much. Not even when the teachers asked for group activities to be done. She just sat there with an angry and un-tamed expression to her face.


The bell soon rang and we all walk back to our lockers, filling the main hallway. Jadelyn's locker was across the hall from mine, which wasn't too far. I was very eager to talk to her. I slammed my books into my locker and walked straight over to her.

"Hey Jadelyn." I spoke up, practically shivering, but trying to make a good first impression.

"It's Jade, and what do you want." She sighed at the end of her sentence, not making any eye contact with me what-so-ever.

"I wanted to say hi." I tried to act smart.

"Well, you've succeeded, now run back along to your friend." She pointed to Andre. I wonder how she even knew that he was my friend. We walked outside, off to get lunch. I sat on the table, waiting for Andre to finish getting his food and come back. My eyes strolled around, till I came to Jade. She was sitting alone next to the tree, with no lunch, and her head buried into her knees.

"What do you want?" She looked up at me with tears in her eyes.

"I came to see what's wrong. You look lonely, and obviously something is wrong."

"I'm fine." She stared at me, growing more tears in her eyes. I sat beside her. Surprisingly, she fell into my arms, crying her eyes out. I sat there, holding this gorgeous crying stranger in my arms, shushing her.

"Calm down, Jade. It's going to be okay." Truth is, I didn't even know what was happening! She continued to cry, my nice shirt, now black from eye make-up.

"Calm down, sweetie. Just shush and tell me what happened." I called a complete and utter stranger, 'sweetie'. That's low, even for me. But, she stopped crying, still leaning into me.

"My mum just died." She spoke out quite casually. Maybe this is what made her so full of anger this morning. I patted her head, as if we were best friends. At this moment, I was her life support. The life support her Mother probably needed.

"I have nowhere to go now. No friends, no family. She was the only one there for me. The rental place said that as soon as she died, we would give up the house. We were supposed to make plans on where I was living, but now I'm homeless. Please, Beck. Help me…" She blurted out so many sad words; Beck didn't know what to say.

"You can stay at my house for a bit if you like?" What was he thinking? He was going to let a random girl he just met sleep in his RV with him? Was it big enough to fit another mattress in there? Or did he just make a mistake? Oh well. He couldn't back out now.

"Really? Thanks, Beck. Do you think we could go around to my house and get my clothes?"

"Yeah, sure. Now, c'mon. Let's go sit with Andre." He stood up and reached his hand out to help her up. She grabbed his hands and stood up. The walked over to Andre, Beck with make-up on his shirt, and Jade with eyeliner and tears still dripping down her face, not caring who would stare.