Yin and yang.
Black and white.
Light and dark.
Angels and demons.
Beck and Jade.
All very different things, complete opposites of each other. Sometimes, though, yin and yang blur, no distinguishing line between good and bad, and black and white merge to make an awfully uncertain gray area, and lightness finds the darkness, and angels dance with devils.
And Beck and Jade?
No-one really knew why these two were drawn to each other, why their two personalities, poles apart, worked so well together. Not even Beck and Jade.
Hell, half of the time they made each other cry, and scream that everything was awful, that they hated each other, that "I'm never going to speak to you again".
But the mess of tangled bed sheets and pile of clothes on the floor always said different, and the way their fingers entwined as they stalked the halls (oh what a power couple) told everyone on the outside that everything was a-okay.
Fire melts ice and that's what happened with those two. Beck's warm personality (after much persuasion) finally cut through the layers of ice that Jade had constructed to protect herself, while her glares cut through anyone who dared question her motives.
In truth, everything Jade did had a motive. When she ruined her audition to a part that she had said she really, really wanted, it was because her father had remarked churlishly that it sounded like a very underdeveloped plot to a play, and she couldn't bear to tell anyone, not anyone, that secretly, she cared what her father thought of her.
One might even go as far as to say that Jade West was a - shh! - Daddy's girl.
And yet, when she agreed to go on one (and she meant one) date with Beck Oliver, she had no ulterior motive, no secret agenda. Of course, she could never admit this to anyone. Jade West - on a date? With none other than THE Beck Oliver? The one that all the ladies swooned over?
"I wanted a free coffee," is what she spat to anyone who so much as uttered a "why".
But you mustn't forget - water tames fire.
Fire is raging and uncontrollable. No matter how much you yell at it, or scream for it to stop, it won't. Hitting it or reasoning with it doesn't work. The only thing that will finally tame the uncontrollable beast with flames that lick at your feet is water, water so cold and cruel.
Jade very much tamed Beck.
Not like a circus ring master trains a lion. There were no raised fists. The spirit in Beck still remained in tact, and his eyes lit up, and his soul remained cheerful. It was a simple thing. He simply had no interest in any other girl. He didn't notice girls falling at his feet - and if he did, it was simply to clear room in the hallways for his beautiful girlfriend to walk through, like laying his jacket down on a puddle in one of those cheesy old films.
Yes, Beck was in love with Jade, there were no debates on that.
Yet Jade was in love too. Everyone saw it. They saw it in the way she watched him on staged - captivated by him like fireworks, or in the way she grasped for his hand as they roamed the halls together. Jade would walk on hot coals - or indeed fight fire - for him, and he would, if it made her smile for even a second, defy the laws of nature and walk across water for her.
Yin and yang.
Black and white.
Light and dark.
Angels and demons.
Beck and Jade.
Maybe opposites do attract, after all.