Okay, so here I am. Hello, hello. :) So I've been keeping up with the reviews and thank you for those who did review, since that's going to be the fuel for this story. Now if yours did somehow fall onto deaf ears, I do apologize for it and in advance as well. Anyway, this story, chapters may come out later than I would love to because I have to a) wait for the votes, b) try and think of ideas that would go with the votes and c) most importantly, make sure that my straight A's remain so in seven classes... So, yeah, I'll keep up with the updates, don't you worry!

But here's the fun part. ;)

So the votes have said: Season 2-4 (1.2), Both like each other (2.4), Mix of Humor and Angst (3.3), Rated M (4.2) and Switching perspectives (5.1). So, yeah, there we go. Now the second one did have quite the mix as well as the first-ish... Anyway, I'll just start, how 'bout that?

Enjoy... :)

Wait, I don't know how to write this. o_0


Jade's POV-

"You better be here by six tonight Jade!"

"Alright, alright...I'll think about it!" I grumbled stubbornly. My eyes winced just slightly at the blaring sun as the lone pebble on the porch skidded across the concrete, eventually falling in the ocean of green. Strides' shadows stroked across the ground as I ventured towards my driveway, back turned to the front of the dark manor.

"Jade," he deadpans behind me, "I'm telling you; you're to be here at six sharp for the-"

"Party, yeah, whatever," I turned, my grip firmly on the handle. My glare swept towards the tall, military-like silhouette in the doorway, which stared grimly right back. Tired, dull emeralds blazed underneath a heavy set brows that furrowed underneath his greying, brunette hair.

His arms fold across his broad shoulders as thins lips snapped, "Now don't go with that! I pay for that little charter school of yours so you better be on this porch," his foot stamped firmly on the creaking floorboards, "Here by six sharp."

"What if I have homework, dad?" I spat, "It's not like today's Friday!"

"Then don't Jade Anne! For the past two years you have dodged every single one of my gatherings just to be with Beck! You-are-going," my dad barked. The door slammed harshly behind him, my eyes glaring off to the distance.

"Fucking asshole," I hissed under my breath, crawling to the driver's seat in my car. The engine grumbled after I turned my keys before pulling away from the stone manor. As the minutes flew passed, I found myself parked right underneath the corner tree, shading the roof of my car. The jeep rocked back and forth once the door slammed promptly into the side, only halting once I was already half way through the parking lot. The heavy front doors slam behind me, my hands clutching the lock on my locker door before I halt, glaring at the gleaming scissors. "What do you want?"

"Hey Jade," he chuckled behind me as I turn to face him, "So I found something online today..."

"And?" I raised my brow, swiftly taking the coffee from his hands and putting the scalding liquid to my lips.

"Well, I found some tickets for a little-"

"Fuck no," I roll my eyes, turning around and opening my locker.

"Why not? You've never tried it out with me!" Beck pleads as I shuffled through the books and binders.

"Because I don't like drag races, cart races or any races in general!" I snapped, turning back around.

His hands scratch the back of his neck awkwardly before he sighed, "Come on... Why not? It's not like you have any plans this weekend." I bit back a retort before growling at the floor, hearing perky steps hop down the hall.

"Hey Beck! Hey Jade!" Cat giggled as she opened her locker excitedly. "Guess what I found!" I rolled my eyes as her feet stamped on the ground excitedly while Beck mildly grinned.

"What's that?" he asked, a side glance encouraging me to remain by his side. Grudgingly I stay, swaying slightly as I take another sip that sent lava down my throat.

"Well, okay, okay," she nodded enthusiastically, "So I just found out that my parents, right, right-"

"Just get to the point," I snapped, snorting as Cat freezes momentarily.

As she shifted on the balls of her feet, gazing at the both of us blandly, her perky smile stretched across her lips. "So my parents are gone to take my brother to the special hospital since he took the wrong special medicine, he took the night ones instead of the morning ones, and now I'm able to make a cake by myself- oh! What if it was in a shape of a banana!" Beck only grinned as his eyes rolled to the ceiling while I glared at the ground, frowning as I heard shuffling steps from passing students. "Oh!" Cat jumped in the air, "I'm going to tell Tori!"

I let out a low groan, following Beck towards the half-Latina. The shining letters blink in and out of view as she shuffled, exchanging binders for binders. "Tori! Tori! Tori!" the red head bobbled up and down once right behind Vega.

"Cat! Cat! Cat!" she mimicked before turning around, "What?"

Cat twirled red hair between her fingers, giggling before she answered airily, "I'm gonna make a banana cake because my parents won't be home! Oh!" All three of us stared at her curiously as rust brown eyes widened in a sudden thought. "Did you know that banana without the 'b' is anana?"

"Did you know that Cat without the 't' is Ca? Come on, you try it," I snapped, glaring at the teen as a smile spread across her lips.

"Okay," Cat drawled before giggling, "Ca-"

"NO!" I growled violently, sending her to quiver behind Tori.

"Well someone's in a cranky mood," the half-Latina raised a brow at me, "What's up?"

"Oh! I'll have to get to class," Beck startled as the bell shrilled, "See you guys later." With a small peck on my forehead that I accept with a grimace, my heels turned to follow Tori.

"Why does it matter?" I spat curiously.

"Just wondering, seem a bit crankier than usual."

"Just got my coffee," I muttered defensively.

"Even so," she shrugged, giggling slightly as Cat bounded towards us. "Something's bothering you."

My feet swayed as I bit the inside of my lip, two pairs of brown eyes watching me as I contemplated an answer. "My dad told me I had to go to his gathering tonight," I hissed bitterly.

Cat cocked her head to the side before a twisted smile played her lips from the angle, "Don't you have a report to write tonight?" Rolling my eyes I stamped the ground angrily, cursing loudly as a freshman jumped away, fearing that he was too close. My pierced brow raised towards his direction, my head shaking; for one, he was several feet from me. "hey, I just thought of something!" the redhead squealed in delight.

"What?" Tori and I both asked in unison.

"What if we had a sleepover!"

"Uh," I drawled, stepping back as Cat hopped. "Sure, I guess."

"Yeah, don't have anything to do over the weekend." My eyes shifted over towards Tori's chuckle, white teeth flashing before she turned her head to the side. "So what are we going to do?"

With her index finger on her chin, the redhead squinted at the ceiling in thought before her eyes widened in a crazed stare. "We can go shopping, or-or go out to a barn that I want to explore or go mini golfing- Oh my God we should wear animal onesie's! I'm gonna make the animal onesie's right now!" With that Cat gripped both of us in a tight hug, Tori letting out a surprised gasp as her warm hand grasped my wrist. Both of our gazes followed the excited girl as she skipped through the halls.

My eyes wondered down at the kind hand still around my wrist, the warmth softening my eyes.

Tori's POV-

"Should we be worried about her?" I ask, my eyebrows up from my eyes.

"Maybe," Jade shrugs uncertainly, "But God damn it, I forgot about that report."

"You need help studying over lunch? I only have a paragraph or two to do but I could help," I offer as we stroll down the hall towards our individual classes.

"Don't need help writing Vega," Jade murmurs as I turn my gaze, smirking a bit as I see her eyes flicker back and forth.

"But you're thinking about it, come on," I grin lightly, halting in front of my first class. "I didn't mean with writing the actual thing, just there as moral support."

"Vega," she raises her brow.

"Yeah?" I perk, watching as the lessening crowd strides behind her.

"You want me to look over yours don't you?" she asks inquisitively.

I merely gawk at her for a couple of seconds before I feel the ends of my lips curling into a sly smile, "Please?" She glowers at my toothy grin before rolling her eyes.

"Alright," she snaps, "But you owe me..."

"How much?"

"Enough," she sighs impatiently. "Now more because you're gonna make me late for class." The smile remains on my lips knowing that I'll at least scrape a high 'B' on the report as she stalks off down the hall a couple of rooms over. My eyes linger on her for a few seconds before I hear my name. "I'm comin', I'm comin'," I mumble quietly before striding into the class.

"Okay," Mrs. Simion starts, scrawling across the board, "Today we'll start with chapter 23, unit 5, lesson 3. Take notes and I expect a page summary by the end of the hour." The class gave a quiet groan before starting, reading about the acting in Greece. Shuffling through the pages, I once again curse my luck; I didn't really want this elective compared to Singing 101 but that had all of it's seats taken so now I'm stuck here. 'Thanks freshmen with your dreams,' I glower at my book, sure that Jade would be proud.

Today, though not said during the introduction to class, actually wasn't that bad. I was able to get done after, what, thirty minutes? The lesson was only seven pages anyway with a bunch of pictures. These days, though rare, allowed me to just sit and think, and maybe sleep a little. Picking out my phone from my pocket, I blink at the illuminated screen, not expecting it to be so bright before checking the time. Right, just about thirty minutes left before class so that leaves me thirty minutes to just stare at the walls. Great.

Gazing around the front of the room, I find that I wasn't the only one with this plan as many focused on Mrs. Simion. And when I say many, I really mean the boys. Though I can't blame them, she does have a good size on her. My eyes follow the rest's dazed stare as she reads, biting her lip above her fortunate cleavage. I turn my head to the side, frowning in thought as I wonder what color ni- 'Okay Tori, that's enough... Think about something else.'

Twisting my gaze, I locate all of the girls in the front of me, squinting as the write down on their pages. I tap my pencil against my chin as I bite my lip, thoughts about their appropriate colors for their nipples. 'Okay, so she would have pink nipples and she would have- Stop it...' I think to myself, turning around to see if anyone else was staring at me.

I shuffle around, mentally kicking myself as I closed my eyes. 'Well, everyone is now- wait, are they looking to see what color my nipples are?' I shrink in my seat, my skull buzzing to demolish this train of thought. 'What color are Trina's?' I wonder, though I assume that it would be the same as mine. 'What about Cat's? What about Jade's?' Immediately I feel the base of my gut warm, sending heating pulses against my chair as I feel a grin form.

My teeth bites my bottom lip, more in thought, as I try and picture them. After a while, I really just don't know and abandon my strange investigation for the next class period. "Hey Tori!" I hear Andre behind me, bag over his shoulder as he grins. "Now what were you doing all class period?"

"What'd you mean?" I murmur, feeling warmth spread across my cheeks.

"Whoa! Hold on, were you thinking about that?" His cheeky smirk only grows into a laugh as I stumble over my sorry excuse for an -well- excuse.

"I-uh-not exsctly but-uh... No."

"So whatcha thinking about?" he jogs around me as we walk down to second period, since our classes line up for most of the day aside from two others.

"You won't laugh? It's pretty weird..."

"Hit me," he shrugs, "Is it perverted?"

"Uh, yeah... A bit," I roll my eyes, not able to believe the conversation I'm having, let alone my thoughts to pass the class time.

"So what is it?"

"I was trying to guess the color of the girls' nipples," I mumble meekly as he lets out a huge roar of laughter.

"Oh-my-God," Andre chokes out, "I guess it is a bit of a mystery ain't it?"

"Yeah, now never ask me about my perverted thoughts again," I hiss half heartedly.

"Why not? We all have them. Especially whe-"

"Andre Harris, not now!" I chuckle as I swat his arm.

"Alright, alright," he grins, opening the door for our next class, "Nipple Vega."

"Hey!" I laugh before seating myself in the crowded room.

-o0o-

I stroll passed the doors leading outside and straight towards the library, searching for a familiar figure in the distance. After a few minutes I do actually spot Jade and pad my way quietly towards her and her laptop. "Hey," I quietly murmur, seating myself beside her. She only gives a heavy breath back in reply as I bring out my paper before writing diligently.

"You have coffee?"

"No," I answer, finishing with my last sentence. "But I do have a fresh report for you."

"Great," she groans, "Just-hold on, I'll need some time to finish this part."

"You have most of it done?" I ask curiously, pulling out an apple from my bag.

"Just need the intro, conclusion and last body paragraph-you have another apple?" Jade's gaze flickers towards mine.

"Look at that you speedy little ant," I chuckle.

"Don't ever call me that again." After fishing out another apple, one of more a pathetic size than my larger apple the size of both my palms, I had it over to Jade. Her pierced eyebrow raises questioningly before her hand grasps the apple. "Hey, you ever wonder if an apple has different skins like a thumb print?" she murmurs, eyeing both the apples, her gaze linger on mine.

I finish my small bite before swallowing. "You sound like Cat..."

"No, seriously, what if the skin of an apple is like a thumb print! Hand me your apple so I can see," she murmurs, her hand reached out for the apple. Rolling my eyes, I place my food in her hand before leaning towards her as she looks at both red apples. "They look the same..."

"Can I have my apple back?" I let out a whine, my mouth watering as I gaze at my apple, the best one I've had in ages.

"Sure," she shrugs, placing an apple in my hand before licking the one in hers.

"H-hey!" I look down at the small, not eaten, apple. "My apple..."

"Oh yeah, thanks," she smirks, taking a bite from the-my-apple.

"You ass," I mutter, biting into the smaller apple.

"Whatever," she leans back, my eyes wondering over to her chest, the question rising again.

"So, uh, you gonna read my thing?" I ask curiously.

"You did give me an apple... Whatever, give it here," she mumbles hesitantly. For several minutes as some kids filter in and out of the library, Jade sits and reads over my words, not finding much to correct other than a few words here and there. As she does so, I mentally kick myself once again for staring at her boobs, trying to decide what color they are. God I suppose this is what I get for staying up all night watching random stuff on YouTube. "Alright," she finally announces, "Seems alright."

"Yay, thanks," I mumble before putting the papers back in, hearing her keys type away once more. "So what's the thing you have to do tonight?"

"My dad hosts these gatherings and their bullshit; it's really just him proving his worth over his colleagues," she answers in a monotone voice, "But I was able to avoid them last year and the year before because of Beck since my dad thinks he's the perfect fit for me... And there we go."

"Finished?"

"Mhmm," she nods. "What time did Cat say for the sleepover?"

"I don't think she said anything except for abandoned store, I think, and animal onesie's. Not too sure though, she did kind of ramble a bit."

"Alright, well I'm going, got to look forward for my dinner."

"And what'll that be?" I ask, picking up my bag.

"I don't know, fruit on little toothpicks? Cheeses at the end of forks; I don't even like eating blocks of cheese..."

"Where are you going?" I jog to catch up with her long strides.

"Fourth hour," she mutters.

"Can I walk with you?"

"God Vega," she retorts, her eyes shifting over towards mine, "If you must."


Okay, so I do apologize for getting this out late because of all the other stuff. That and it is actually kind of difficult to write with something that isn't exactly your thoughts but, hey, it's a challenge! ;) Anyway, long story short, I'm not forgetting this story or giving up on it. Will see to it till the end, whenever that is, so yeah.

But here are the next set of votes for you guys to choose from!

Sleep Over

(1.1)- Girls shop and end up getting locked in at a store.

(1.2)- Option one with animal onesie's.

(1.3)- Explore abandoned ware house and one of them gets stuck in a tree.

(1.4)- Option three with animal onesie's.

(1.5)- They stay at Cat's place and end up having cake batter all over the walls.

Quality Time

(2.1)- Conversation between just Jade and Tori, more friendly and feelings don't become physical.

(2.2)- Conversation between just Jade and Tori, almost kiss. (Perverts...).

(2.3)- End up having fun with each other through Cat's antics.

(2.4)- A mix of 1 and 3.

(2.5)- A mix of 2 and 3.

If You Chose 2.3 or 2.5

(3.1)- Both Tori and Jade get confused with the almost kiss.

(3.2)- Only Jade gets confused.

(3.3)- Only Tori gets confused.

Votes will be collected by March 16, 2017 in the Arizona morning.

Okay, that should start off the next chapter, so yeah... Vote and hope you enjoyed!

:)