A/N: Yep.. I am starting another story. BAD LARA! I just really wanted to write this...

The Closet

Chapter One: Realizations

Jade's POV

"Oh my God Beck! I got the lead in Starlight Beauty! The first play this semester!" Tori cries happily, as Beck walks over to her 'Make it Shine' locker.

"That's awesome Tori!" Beck congratulates, as Tori hugs him.

I bite my lip, annoyed. Of coarse Tori got the lead. Of coarse Beck got the guy lead. And of coarse their characters are in love since Beck and Tori are oh-so-perfect for each other.

I walk around the corner to Beck and Tori's hugging session. Cat bounces up to them.

"Hi Beck and Tori!" She greets.

"Oh, hey Cat," Tori replies. "Guess what?!" She says, closing her locker.

"Whatty?" Cat asks, flailing her arms out so her pink skirt bounces in a very Cat-like manner.

"I got the lead in this semesters play!" Tori exclaims.

"Oh my God! That's so cool!" Cat smiles.

"Yeah," I say sarcastically, making my presence known. "So cool."

"Hey Jade..." Tori says, waving awkwardly. She's standing way too close to Beck for my liking.'

IF I still liked him, I would care.. Which I totally don't. I don't.. I don't right?

I do.

"Hi Jade," Beck says. "Isn't it great Tori got the lead in this semesters play," he says smirking.

He just loves to provoke me. It's not gonna work this time.

"Yeah.. I'm so happy for her," I say, shooting Beck a death glare.

"Me too," Beck agrees, running a hand through his hair coolly.

His smile. His eyes. Ugh! Why do I have to still. Still. Love him.

Why do I have to still be in love with such a jerk?

"I have to go," I say, my voice annoyed. I can't take another second of Beck and Tori's constant flirting, or Beck intentionally driving me into insanity.

I walk swiftly away, pretending to get something from my locker. I feel more and more anger bubble inside of me. I need to cut something up.

The janitors closet seems to me luring me inside. Once Beck, Tori, and Cat finish their little gathering, I walk over to the door, twisting the knob.

I hate doors. Every single freaking object remind me of.. Him..

I let out a soft sigh, slamming the janitor's closet door. The bell for first period rings.

I''m alone. All alone. Something I love and hate simultaneously.

I begin humming some catchy song I heard on the radio yesterday, enjoying the silent room. I reach into my bag, grabbing a pair of black scissors.

A janitor's trash can is standing right next to me. Almost begging to be cut up. I oblige, grabbing the can, piercing it with my scissors.

Snip. Snip. Snip. I adjust the scissors and guide them across the stiff plastic.

I cut deeper into the trash can for Tori. I cut deeper into the trash can for the dumb play. I cut deeper and deeper into the trash can for Beck freaking Oliver.

If it were two years ago and Tori got the lead, Beck would have comforted me, told me I was still amazing; told me I would get the next lead.

I miss everything about Beck so much. I miss when he didn't act like an asshole to me. I miss him kissing my temple when he thought I was asleep. I miss running my fingers through his hair and I miss having the power to tell girls to just leave him alone when ever I wanted to.

Snip. Snip. Snip. Deeper into the trashcan.

The sounds of my scissors in the plastic slowly lulls me to sleep.

"Hey Jade," A voice wakes me. I open my eyes with a start.

Right there in front of me is Beck asshole Oliver, smiling at me. He sits right down next to me, kissing my cheek.

"What the hell Beck?" I ask, my tone icy. I look down at my lap for the trashcan, but surprisingly, it isn't there.

Beck must have moved it.

"Why are you so upset?" Beck wonders. "You know you'll get the lead."

"Beck.. Tori got the lead. Remember.. Just two seconds ago outside.. Tori ran up and hugged you.." I remind him. Beck looks at me, confused.

"It must have been a dream Jade. Now c'mon, auditions are in two minutes, Tori will get the lead if you don't hurry up!" He grins, standing up and holding out his hand expectantly.

I just sit there, confused.

What is he talking about? Why did he just kiss my cheek like that's totally normal for Ex couples?

"Wait.. What am I auditioning for? Starlight Beauty?" I ask confused.

"Starlight what? Is that a play you wrote?" Beck wonders. "'cause that doesn't sound like a very Jade-like title," He adds humorously.

"How do you not know that play? It was a legend on Broadway earlier this year," I tell him.

Beck looks at me, puzzled. "I don't know.. That's weird. You're kidding right? You know you're auditioning for Uptown Downtown," Beck reminds me.

Uptown Downtown? But.. We did that play.. Two years ago.

"They're doing that play again?" I ask.

"I don't think they've ever done it before," Beck corrects. He grabs my hand, pulling me up. He pulls me out of the janitor's closet. "Now, come on!"

I begin walking alongside Beck, very confused.

What the heck is he talking about? Why is he putting his arm around my shoulder?

I squirm out of Beck's grasp. "Stop that," I demand. He gives me a quizzical look.

"Why?" He wonders.

"Oh shut up Beck!" I say, getting very angry. "Stop acting all clueless and weird! Stop lying to me! I know Tori got the lead in this semester's play! I was watching her hug you! And stop acting like we're together again!" I yell, fuming. "If this is your way to say sorry.. You suck at it!" I stomp off into the distance, extremely angry.

Jade!" Beck calls after me. "What are you talking about?! Jade come back here!" He orders, using his commanding voice.

This is why I hate him so much. I can't even say no to him. I sigh turning around.

"What?" I ask, my voice bitter. I look into his brown eyes, seeing true hurt and confusion in them.

Maybe he got amnesia or something.

"Beck, I.." I begin, the hurtful shadows in his eyes getting to me. "I'm sorry... I'm just.. Nervous.. For that play auditions," I lie. "I'll be right back," I tell him, sprinting to the girls bathroom.

I run up to the sink, gazing into the mirror at my reflection.

The girl in the mirror has light brown hair with red streaks. Make up is caked on her face and she's extremely skinny.

The reality of everything dawns upon me.

I'm sixteen.

It's 2010.

I'm about to audition for Uptown Downtown.

And my boyfriend is Beck Oliver.