Beck and his small group of friends toasted to the end of shooting the final scene for their film project. They drank up, glad that the most difficult part was over, and now all they had to do was edit, choose the soundtrack and deliver it to the teacher. "Dude this dog thing was genius!" His friend told him, taking a sip off his beer. "How did you even think about that?"

He smiled and shrugged, thinking that if he told their friends about his secret friend they might not understand it. Or just think that he was going crazy. They weren't like Moose, Moose was practically Beck's brother, he would probably understand if Beck had an imaginary friend. "It came to me in a dream." He said, thinking that was the best answer he could give them. And the closest one to the truth too, since he couldn't believe how lucky he was that he was the one who found the letter on that bench. They gathered all the equipment, finished up their beers, and went back to Beck's dorm, to finish editing the video.

Luckily for them, there was no sorority girl with Moose for a change. They began to edit the video, and a couple of hours later they had the first half done. Except they couldn't find a proper soundtrack. "I'm so tired..." One of the girls, out of the six of them said. "Can't we finish this up another day?"

"Yeah, I think we're good for today, man." His friend said, tapping Beck on the shoulder. Unlike his friends, Beck liked to do his projects as soon as he could, to get it over before the deadline, so he would have more free time later on, without guilt. And that way he didn't end up turning in the worse short-film in the history of his college, again. He thought a cup of coffee and walking around outside would be enough to keep him awake.

"I'm still going to look for songs a bit more, but you guys can go." He told them, and their friends hesitated for a moment, before heading out. He searched and searched for more songs, and when Moose got inside their room with a 'Iota Kappa Iota' on his arm, completely ignoring the fact that they weren't alone. Beck got his laptop, and decided that it was time for him to take that walk.

He walked towards the only twenty four hour coffee shop on Campus, near the Drama building. It wasn't very far from his dorm, but he didn't like to go to that area. As much as cinema and theater seemed like similar things, they were two completely different clicks. They both hated each other, the Cinema people thought the theater was for people who weren't good enough to make it to the screens, and the theater people thought that cinema was for people who weren't truly talented. Beck liked to stay neutral in that matter, thinking there was space for both of them in arts. And his secret friend, being a drama major had stated that she couldn't agree more. He sighed, once again thinking that, that girl was too good to be true.

He walked in the coffee shop, and got in line. "Oh!" He felt hot liquid on his chest, and looked down to see long brown hair, before he felt two hands, trying to get the coffee out of his shirt. "I'm so sorry!" She cried, and he chuckled softly.

"It's fine, really, it's..." She kept rubbing his shirt, saying she was sorry. "I think you might be making it worse!" He worse, with a crooked smile, and she took a step back, sighing.

"I'm so sorry, I was just distracted and... I'll pay for the dry cleaning!" He nodded his head, now looking down at the girl, he suddenly forgot how to speak. Only thinking of adjectives such as 'hot' and 'breathtakingly beautiful'.

"It-It's okay." He managed to get out, and she bit her bottom lip, walking past him, and outside of the coffee shop. He looked behind, watching her leave, starting to think that maybe the good girls were on the drama department, and he might have to change majors.

"Wow..." He breathed out, turning back to the line. He made his order, and stood by the counter, when he saw a familiar face walk in the coffee shop, looking for something. He thought about the guy, where did he know him from?

"Hey, dude!" Beck said, finally figuring it out, with a great idea on his mind. He reached for the guy, tapping him on the back. And he turned around, with concerned eyes. "You're Andre Harris, right? I'm Beck, Beck Oliver. I've seen you perform around campus a few times, you're crazy talented."

"Thanks dude, I really appreciate it." They stood there awkwardly for a few seconds, and Beck scratched the back of his neck.

"So, humm, I really like your music, and I'm having some trouble to find the right soundtrack for my Film project." When he said the word film, a bunch of students looked at him with judgmental eyes, not that Beck really cared. "I could give you a pen drive with the short film, and you could see if you had any song recommendations or..."

"Yeah, sure dude, no problem, my room is number twenty seven, on the scholarship dorm, just leave a pen drive with it there." Beck nodded, and Andre widen his eyes, rushing towards a chair on the corner of the room, and grabbing the purse that was on it. "I gotta run dude, nice talking to you."

"Thanks!" Beck said, as he headed out. "I owe you one!"

Tori walked out of the coffee shop, feeling bad about bumping into that guy, and ruining his shirt. But she didn't have time to focus on that now. Not when her ex-boyfriend had jut called, asking her out on a date again, asking her for a second chance. She sat down on a concrete bench, bringing her hands up to her temples, as she nodded her head, trying to remain calm. "Here, I got you purse." Andre sat down beside her, and handed Tori her purse. "Are you alright?"

"No, definitely not." She breathed out, bringing her legs up to her chest, and resting her chin on her knee. "I'm the opposite from alright... This is so not right!" Andre took out his phone, and quickly text both Cat and Jade saying 'RDC', 'Red Danny Code'. "Why now? After all that time, why now?!" She looked at Andre, running her fingers through her hair, and tucking it behind her ears. She heard heels clacking, and saw her two best friends coming to meet her. And it was all it took for her to feel comfortable enough to break down, Tori's way of breaking down anyways. She started talking frantically, everything that was inside her mind going straight out with no filter, until tears started rolling down her face, and both Cat and Jade hugged her. Trying to calm her down.

A/N: Sooo first chapter without any emails?! There won't be a lot of chapters like this, this might even be the only one, who knows? And I know you guys asked for longer chapters, but I like to think that a good, small chapter is better than a long, not so well written one :). Oh well, I hope you liked this one, if you did, please review! And also, it would mean a lot if you checked out my new Song fic: Young and Beautiful. Love,

- Kiriabti