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Beck's POV

"Jade just get out of bed please, we're going to be late." I was getting frustrated with Jade, she was still in bed and I'd already had a shower and done my hair – that takes forty minutes. We were going to go out for breakfast since we both had a free period this morning and we were planning on signing into school late. Jade often stayed over at my RV. However, she had decided that she was going to have what she called a 'laze-day', which involved her staying in bed until it became imperative that she got up. That's when an idea struck me. "I told you I was going to take you out for breakfast, but if you're not going to get out of bed, I'm going to go have breakfast by myself AND I'm going to hide the coffee machine so, you'll be stuck without coffee and a ride to school."

She practically jumped out of bed, and I stifled a laugh, shaking my head. In reaction to my amusement, she decided that she was going to tease me by undressing right in front of me. I turned around and watched the small TV, giving her no satisfaction. Normally I would enjoy it, but given the circumstances, I was not going to give in to her cruel attempts at teasing me. She walked over and leant over the top of my head. He arms were bare so I knew that she wasn't wearing a top, that and the fact that I could feel her bare chest on my hair. She kissed my mouth upside down – it was a weird feeling – I felt like I was in a Spiderman film. I kissed her back however and as the moment got more intense, I flipped her over the back of the lounge and into my lap. Absentmindedly giving her the pleasure she was after.

Paige's POV

Andre was an amazing pianist. Even though I specifically played piano, violin and flute, I could play any instrument someone was to place in front of me. Our music teacher, whose name I was yet to learn, decided that she was going to do an exercise that involved passing a different instrument to each person and then each student rotating the instruments in a circle among themselves. I'd never been shy before in a music lesson, but this was a new school with new people and I was anxious to perform for them. We'd go around the circle, each playing a melody or tune on their given instrument. It was an amusing situation and it gave me a good sense of competition when it came to class performance.

I was stuck with – can you believe it? – a triangle. Sure, it was an instrument…but you couldn't do much with it besides strike it a few times producing an annoying 'ding' sound. Andre had landed a small keyboard, so when it came time to pass our instrument along, I'd get it next. He'd just finished an amazing pop-rendition of Fur Elise, so now it was my turn. What was I meant to do with a triangle? I stuck the little stick into the middle of the metal shape and began to move it around the inside, striking each side of the instrument with perfect rhythm. Exactly what I wanted. It produced a sound of a horse galloping and everyone was impressed with my creativity, they obviously had just expected me to hit it a few times…well they didn't know Paige Spencer.

The teacher gave me a nod and a smile. We went around the classroom and everyone played a little tune, then we passed the instruments on to the next person. The lesson was very enjoyable, much more enjoyable than Sikowitz's class with that Jade girl. God, she's really something! I wouldn't be surprised if she is a descendant of Medusa, her looks could probably literally kill someone, or as the legend says; turn someone to stone. If I had to give a topic of suspicion in regards to her bad attitude I would say that she was just overprotective, getting constantly annoyed with girls and their attention toward her boyfriend, that boy that I'd ran into yesterday in the hall. That boy whose name I was still yet to learn, that boy who had totally taken my breath away with his dark brown eyes and his weak smile, that boy who I had absolutely no chance with.

Andre's POV

Wow, she was amazing, I'd handed her the keyboard and it was now her turn to play. Her hands moved across the keys without hesitation, so beautifully that it was hard to turn your gaze away. As always with keyboards, the sound came out of the instrument in a semi-distorted way, but if you were to place this girl in front of a piano, you'd be able to sit there for hours and still be awed by her eloquent technique. I instantly decided that I was going to persuade our music teacher to let me be her partner for the big showcase, we'd play instruments together, or she could play and I could sing, I didn't care; I just didn't want to be with Tori again this year. Not that she was talented; it was just that we would almost always be paired up together and our performances were becoming somewhat predictable. I'd write a song, Tori would sing it with me and I'd play an instrument, same old boring routine. I knew it'd be easy to convince our teacher to let her be my partner, the big showcase was in a month and since it was her first one, they'd want her to make an impression…a sort of demonstration that Hollywood Arts wasn't just accepting anyone into their school, that their students were actually talented. That got me wondering how exactly Trina – Tori's sister – had been offered a position at Hollywood Arts…maybe Principal Eikner had thought that her audition was a comedy act, that she was purposely singing like crap and acting as though she was good; all in an attempt to get a laugh or giggle out of her audience, or maybe Tori's parents had bribed the school to let her in, suggesting to the board that their daughters dreams would be excessively crushed if they were to deny her entry to their campus. Either way, their motive to accept such poor talent will remain a mystery.

"To finish off the lesson," Said our teacher once we'd passed the instruments round a few more times. "I'd like to ask Paige to maybe perform something for us, since she practically blew us away on the keyboard. Paige, if you will?" She gestured to the wall of instruments and the semi-stage at the back of the music room. Paige stood up steadily and I was surprised when she didn't move toward the grand piano, but instead toward the rack of guitars. She picked out a classic steel-stringed acoustic and perched herself on a stool.

"Do you want me to use a microphone or just my voice." Her accent was cute, but her voice very quiet, she seemed a very reserved person, but very confident when it came to her music, since she'd stood up without hesitation when the teacher had suggested she perform. I jumped up without instruction and quickly set up a microphone. Once I was done, I sat back down and she cleared her throat. The whole class was on the edge of their seats, anticipation hanging strong in the air.

She started playing her guitar, gracefully plucking at the strings producing a gorgeous tune. I'd heard the song but couldn't quite put my finger on its name or artist.

"I'm gonna pick up the pieces, and build a lego house" Her voice was amazing, it followed the music impeccably and she swayed slightly with the beat. Everyone started whispering and nodding to each other and I resisted the urge to tell them to be quiet.

"I'm outta touch, I'm outta love, I'll pick you up when you're getting down". As she reached the chorus I recognized the song. The beautiful lyrics of Ed Sheeran flowed from her soft round lips magnificently, it was mesmerizing and I found myself swaying with the music too.

"Out of all these things I've done, I think I love you better now" She finished with a final strum of the guitar then smiled weakly, everyone burst out into applause and then instantaneously the bell rang. As everyone began filing out of the classroom I moved over to the stage and packed up the microphone. Paige had walked over to the guitar rack to hang hers back up. Just as she was about to leave the room, I grabbed her arm lightly. Despite my soft touch she spun around harshly, knocking over a music stand with her bag. She blushed as I lent down and picked it up. I smiled.

"You're amazing Paige!" I blurted out, making her cheeks turn an even darker shade of pink.

"Thank you," Man that accent was adorable! "So are you! Especially on that piano! You're the best I've ever seen Andre!"

I smiled widely. "C'mon lets go to lunch." I opened the door for her and we headed out to our table in the Asphalt Café.

Jade's POV

Oh hooray, look who he's invited to sit with us again! Andre and Paige were heading toward our table in the centre of the Asphalt Café, they were deep in conversation and he hadn't stopped smiling since I'd first spotted them. That's the way Andre; charm her, one less girl to flirt with Beck. I took a sip of my coffee and rolled my eyes as they sat down. Beck nudged me in the ribs, obviously telling me to 'behave'. I had been so focussed on the new members of our lunch table that I hadn't realised that Beck's nudge wasn't to tell me to behave, but to try and get my attention.

"Jade…?" Tori's hand waved in front of my face. That sorely annoyed me.

"WHAT!" I growled and she cowered back into Cat's side. I held in a satisfied chuckle.

"I was just asking everyone if they wanted to go to Karaoke Dokie tomorrow night, everyone agreed, do you want to come?"

"You agreed to this without consulting with me?" I turned on Beck and he threw his hands up in surrender.

"You were off in la-la land…!" He said defensively, his eyes wide. I narrowed my eyes at him then turned on Tori.

"Sure, but whenever I do a duet, I'm picking the song." I pointed my fork around the table at everyone, staring them down, finally I stabbed ferociously at my lettuce and everyone jumped. I smiled evilly.

"Paige, would you like to come?" Tori asked politely with a warm grin. She returned the smile and nodded enthusiastically.

"Sounds like fun!" Picking up her fork for her salad, she knocked her bottle of water onto the ground. Picking it up she opened it and it sprayed in her face, drenching her from scalp to chin. "Oh god, that man must've given me soda water." I held back a laugh as everyone passed her over their napkins. "Oh wow, what a mess, I'm so sorry!" She took off her glasses and wiped them clean. Suddenly Beck took a sharp intake of breath – a half-gasp. He stood up and grabbed his bag, stalking off. For once, I was just as confused as everyone else.

"Wha…?" Said Cat perplexed, tilting her head to one side and staring after Beck's body as it retreated into the car park.

"I don't know!" I jumped up ran after him. What the hell was wrong with him?

What's wrong with Beck? Why did he suddenly run off? You'll have to alert this story and find out! :P I apologize for the late update, I've just been flat out all the time and haven't found any spare time to write! The story has a serious twist to it and you guys will find out! I'm sorry if it doesn't really make sense but I changed the plot suddenly and I did my best to not make it too confusing…Please review! Good or bad it doesn't matter! I just want you to review. Also if you haven't read my other story Snowed Under – it's Victorious too – please check it out! It's far better than this one! Xoxoxo - Z