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Beck's POV:

I couldn't believe it. I had to be dreaming. Jade had kissed me, we had snuggled, she had forgiven me. Well, not completely, but it made me feel like I won the lottery. I love her, and she finally trusted me enough to love me again. She walked downstairs in her black sweatpants with a tight grey tank top with a black lace back and a black butterfly outline on the front. No one knew her obsession with butterflies, except me.

When Jade was younger, around twelve, Jackson and her would go outside to a tree where there was always some type of butterfly. Jackson was fascinated with them, and when he died, she needed something to hold onto. So, she started collecting butterflies and getting everything that reminded her of butterflies, as long as it wasn't super colorful.

"Come on," Jade said, "let's go."

"Alright, so, can I come over tomorrow?" I asked, voice full of hope.

"Um, that might not be a good idea…" she trailed off. I saw sadness flash across her face. "My dad comes back tomorrow."

"Oh."

That was all I could say. Jade hated her dad, and so did I. Her dad had killed Jackson, and still beats Jade. All I ever wanted to do to him since she told me was strangle him so that he could never touch my girl again. He didn't deserve to.

We loaded her things into the back seat. Jade sat up front, and I held her hand the whole way there. I looked over and she was slightly smiling at me. I smiled back, and she blushed. I loved making her blush, or giggle. Oh, God, when Jade giggled it was adorable. Her beautiful voice snapped me out of my thoughts.

"Beck, we're here. Can you unlock my door now?" Jade asked me, playfully impatient.

"Yes, after this." I gently took her face in my hands and kissed her slowly. I pulled back and she was smirking. Her signature Jade smirk that I had come to love so much.

"I'll see you later." she said and exited the car.

"Okay, I love you!" I said, being extra cheesy to piss her off.

"Love you too." Jade said dryly, still smirking slightly. She turned and walked off. Me being the guy I am, let my eyes be naturally drawn to her hips. Luckily, Jade was one of the few girls that could pull off sweatpants. As if sensing my eyes on her, Jade turned quickly.

"Enjoying the view, Oliver?" she asked me, voice dripping with sarcasm.

"Actually, yes, I am." I said, copying her smirk. She just smiled again, turned around, and walked off, this time swinging her bag over her butt. I groaned and pulled out, still smiling.

Finally, I have my Jade back. It's been so long. I thought to myself.

Cat's POV:

I was pacing across my room when I heard a car pull into the driveway. I peered out of my window. Beck? Why is he here? I then saw Jade get out of the car. She started to walk, then turned around and said something to Beck. She started toward my front door again. I ran down my stairs and opened the door right as soon as she was about to knock. Jade jumped back and screamed a little bit.

"Hii!" I giggled. "Sorry."

"It's fine." she said, still recovering from the mini heart attack, but with a smile on her face.

Jade followed me inside. She had slept over at my house many times so she knew her way around. I made coffee while she went and put her bag in my room. I didn't even have to think anymore. Black, two sugars. Every time.

"Making coffee?" she said, practically popping out of nowhere.

It was my turn to jump, and I threw the packet of sugar at Jade as a reflex. Thank God it wasn't open yet.

"Whoa, I asked you a question, not attacked you." Jade said, laughing.

"Well, you scared me."

"Really? I couldn't tell." Jade said, with that good, old sarcasm that I was very used to by now.

"So," I began, "would you like to explain?" I asked.

"About what?" Jade asked me with a puzzled expression written across her pale face.

"About why a certain Beck Oliver dropped you off here ten minutes ago." I said, stealing Jade's smirk.

"Oh, that," she began casually, "we, uh, we got back together."

"Really? That's awesome!" I exclaimed, my excitement evident. I know what you're all thinking. I kissed her, I think she's beautiful, and I sound like a lesbian, don't I? Well, I'm actually not. I love Jade, but as my best friend, and the kiss was kind of an instinct, and I didn't know what to do.

"Yeah." Jade said, grabbing her coffee and taking a sip.

"Ouch, Jade, how do you take a sip and not have it burn you?" I asked in amazement, even though she does this all the time.

She just shrugged her shoulders and took another sip. "Just used to it I guess."

"Ooh, Jadey! Guess what!?" I exclaimed.

"Cat, don't call me that, and what?" she replied, rolling her eyes at her nickname.

"Someone posted 13 on YouTube!"

"That's impossible, you aren't allowed to film Broadway shows. Are you sure it's the one we were in?"

"Yes! They filmed it secretly, so it isn't that great, but still! It's the whole thing! Do you wanna watch it?"

(A/N: Hey, 13 The Musical was the Broadway show that Liz and Ari did in 2008 with Eric Nelson, Graham Phillips, Allie Trimm, Malik Hammond, and more. Let's pretend Jade and Cat were in it, though.)

"Uh, yeah, sure."

I got my PearPad out and we watched it. We were only 15 years old, we looked so young. Jade had a mostly solo song that I featured in. We were both watching, smiling, remembering the good times.

"Ooh look, there's Eric." I said, nudging her ribs and laughing. Eric and Jade used to date during 13, but he had to move to Oregon. I found out that Jade was moving to California, and my parents had told me that they were too. I was so happy!

"Well, there's Graham." Jade retorted, smirking at me. Graham and I had broken up 3 years ago, a while after I had moved to Los Angeles.

"Oh, well. You have Beck, and I'm working on Robbie." I giggled.

"Cat, just ask Robbie out. He's wrapped around your finger." Jade carried on with what she had told me a million times before. I just glared at her playfully and then we went back to our play.

About an hour later, we were done with the musical. I looked at the time. It read 8:00. I told Jade we had about two hours and went upstairs to get dressed in my PJ's. I came back downstairs and Jade was still wearing the butterfly tank top, but with black short-shorts. I smiled to myself. This was going to be a long night.

Ooh. What is Cat talking about? If you enjoyed it, don't forget to review! I had to put 13 The Musical in this because I love it so much! There are real videos on YouTube. Thank you!