The tears Jade had previously withheld came screaming down her face, landing on her chequered bed sheets laying on her lap; she just revealed her feelings to Beck, the one who her feelings belonged to. Beck took her shaking, stressed hand into his and lay it down, looking at her with a look of disappointment on his usually joyful face. "No! No! Not you! You can't…ugh!" Beck mumbled, scratching the back of his head in utter confusion.

"I…eh…uh…" Jade stuttered, she couldn't believe his reaction and rushed out of the room in more confusion then Beck. She grabbed her coat and slammed the door behind her, why did she ever tell him? They could have been kissing or holding hands, but no, Jade was in her corset crunching through the snow in her military boots instead of being in a warm bed.

She slammed the door as she arrived home, none of her parents questioned her because they didn't care, so she just ran to her bedroom, tears welling up. The house absolutely stunk of cannabis, and that filled Jade with vivid ideas for what to do to shut her mind up, but she remembered what a wreck it made her mother and quickly changed her mind.

She heard shouting, bawling and screaming- the usual atmosphere she arrived home to - but this time there was the sound of a smashed glass and a bone chilling laugh that echoed throughout the house. Jade picked at her nails, trying to ignore the commotion beneath her, but it was too hard and she went running down the stairs to see what was going on.

There was Beck Oliver sitting on the sofa, back shrivelled and foot tapping on the floor. Jade wandered a few steps down the stairs and Beck rose to his feet and looked at Jade with forgivable eyes.

"You know, I prefer soft cookies to hard ones." he smiled, Jade not understanding his witty remark. She walked up to him and grabbed his hand; he didn't squirm away, he gripped even tighter than Jade had wanted.

"Your hands are soft."

"Why are you touching them?"

"Because I like soft cookies."

"You're so weird Beck, like totally zany enough to be Trina."

"Is that a compliment?"

"What do you take it as then?"

"I don't know Jade, because sometimes your as bitter as that ale my dad drinks but other times you're as sweet as fairy floss."

"Fairy floss is Cat's favourite food."

Jade smiled at Beck and puckered up her lips which were shortly pushed up against Beck's in a tight kiss which wasn't seriously emotional or passionate, just a light encounter more than anything. She felt Beck's words were totally a lie.

"Hey Jade." she felt Beck's breath heat up against her exposed neck, igniting her whole body with goosebumps. She moaned quietly, tightening the grip on the loose hand dwindling next to her thigh and snuggling a bit closer to the body in front of her. Allowing the scent of Charlie Red to absorb her, sending her into a trance as he brought his lips in further.

As he groaned up her neck (after her lack of co-operation between the kiss) she shivered gently, enjoying their embrace.

"You know what I said before Jade?"

"Sure..?"

"I regret it, I'll break up with Tori later."