Terry was on his way to meet Tray at the car in the school parking lot when an unfamiliar yellow Ferrari pulled up in front of him. He lived in Hollywood, so seeing Ferraris wasn't the most unusual thing out there, no, what surprised him was when the driver of the car shouted, "What's up, gorgeous?" in his direction. Yeah, that creeped him out a bit.

That is, until a familiar voice behind him shouted, "Alistair? Is that you? Yay! What's up?" Becky ran to the car, obviously extremely happy to see the driver.

So that's Mr. Alistair Vaughn... Terry peered at the boy over Becky's shoulder, trying to be inconspicuous but failing as Alistair keep looking wearily in his direction.

"Sir? Sir! May I ask why you keep staring at me?" a mouth filled with pearlesque white teeth spoke. Terry was speechless, he hadn't realized that Alistair had noticed his terrible spying.

"Umm...," he stalled. Luckily, he was saved from his own awkwardness by Becky, who realized that it was him that stood behind her.

"Terry! Hey, I want you to meet my friend," Becky walked over to Terry and grabbed his hand, then led him back to Alistair's car. "This," she motioned toward the brunette that was staring at Alistair gawkily, "is my close friend Terry. Terry, this is Alistair." She pointed at the handsome individual in the expensive car.

"Hello, Terry!" Vaughn held out his hand for the other boy to shake, but retracted it when Terry neglected to take it. "Humph!" Alistair coughed into his hand, "So, how do you know Becky? Are you her landscaper?"

"What." Terry realized that Alistair was referencing his Latin heritage.

Vaughn realized his social faux-pas when he saw the stern look that Becky gave him. "I'm sorry, mate, I don't have much experience dealing with commoners... Err-" He earned himself another look from Becky, and an extra one from Terry.

"Yeah, sooo..." Becky attempted to ease the tension between her two friends, "Why are you here Alistair?"

"Oh, I wanted to take you out to Wok Star. Grab some food, then we can go back to my place and hang out in the pool."

"Okay! I just need to tell my parents tha-" Becky was interrupted by Terry.

"Can we go talk over there for a minute? Just a minute." Terry amended when Alistair gave him a questioning look.

"Sure, Terry..." Terry led Becky away from the car, so that their conversation wouldn't be within earshot of the other boy. "Okay, now, what's wrong?"

"Jaden wants to get back together with you."

"Wha-? But why-? He dumped me. And why would he tell you?" Becky was confused.

"He came to me for help getting back with you. He said that he regrets ever dumping you. He cried, Becky."

"No he didn't, Jaden doesn't cry."

"Well, he must have the special ability to take a wazz out of his eyesockets then. I'm serious, Becky. He wants you back."

"Why would you help him, Terry? You hate him. Plus, you have a crush on me. Wouldn't you try to get me for yourself?" Becky stepped closer toward Terry with a skeptical look on her face, and Terry took two steps back, hoping that Jaden wasn't spying on them.

"I don't hate him," Terry said, avoiding her other statement," and I can see that he really cares for you."

"Yeah, right." Becky rolled her eyes.

"What do you mean, 'yeah, right'?"

"Jaden has never done one nice thing for me, even once, in the entire course of our relationship."

"Now, come on, Becky. That can't be true," Terry said, skeptical. "What did he get you for your past birthday, then?"

"A can of lemonade," Becky said, her voice laced with resentment and malice. She hated thinking of her 16th birthday, her most disappointing birthday to date when the boy that she was in love with only got her a can of lemonade.

"A can of lemonade? Seriously, do you expect me to believe that?" the brunette boy said in disbelief.

Becky rolled her eyes again and walked back toward Alistair's car.

...

"Really, a can of lemonade?"

"She told me she likes lemonade!"

"But out of a can?"

"She drank it! And what does it matter anyway, Vega?" Jaden threw his arms in the air in frustration, and flopped down on Terry's bed.

"It matters..." Terry moved Jaden's arms out of the way so that he could sit on his own bed, "Because you need to learn how to be more understanding and civil toward your girlfriend."

"I'm Jaden West! I don't know how to do that chiz!"

"Well, you can learn. Now, think. What's something nice that you could do for Becky that would show her that you care about her?"

"I dunno. Um..." Jaden closed his eyes in thought. "Um, I remember... Her talking about wanting a dog or something. Yeah, a poodle."

"A poodle?" Terry tried to stifle his laughter.

"Hey! Don't laugh at my girlfriend's dreams!"

"Eeep."

"Okay," Jaden sat up on the bed, "So, I guess I can get her a poodle." He got up, grabbed his jacket and walked to the door. "Yeah! That's what I'll do to win her back. Thanks, Vega!"

"I was thinking more some flowers or-" The door slammed shut. "But I mean, that's cool."

So, can you guys see what ideas I took from the show? Anyway, I hope you liked this chapter. I guess that this is going to be a four-parter. I'm sorry, but I have the attention span of a squirrel and I can't write chapters that are over 1000-some words. I can't understand why. Probably because I don't have the attention span to try to.

I digress. Anyway, please review and such. Any writer loves getting feedback, whether it be good or bad. It helps us improve. And better writing makes for a more enjoyable story for you guys. Next chapter should either be up tonight or tomorrow. Now for some subliminal messaging:

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