Hey! I came home to have lucnh and i dont have afternoon class today so i decided to post the fourth chapter. SURPRISE MOTHERFUCKER! I am not dan because if i was, the show would be called BADEORIOUS! catchy isnt it? Plus shout-out to JadeWest1234. Thank you for reviewing and liking this fic

(Jade's POV – Chapter 4)

"Okay children so your partners are: Olivia Rupert with Mikayla Jones, Hubert Wren with Jack Cohen, Caterina Valentine and Andre Harris, John Lowenstein and Amanda June. Robbie Shapiro and Sinjin Van cliff, Jade West and Beck Oliver…"

Jade West and who?! I sighed and turned around to see that Beckett guy smiling at me. He even winked at me! I hate him! Fuck! Why do I have to be with him?! I swear I'm going to bite his face off if he annoys me! His hand was gently rubbing my arm. I'm not going to lie, his hand felt warm and soft. Ugh I hate him anyway. With his stupid fluffy hair and stupid tan; which I think is fake.

When the class was over I grabbed my bag and stomped angrily to the door. I felt someone grab my hand and I looked at who else was it but Beck!

"So Jade, do you want to come over so we can start practicing whatever we are going to do?" He was smiling ear-to-ear like e fucking pedophile. I stepped back so he could take the hint (A/N: I hate Tori/Victoria but I did like the duet) and back off. I was in no mood to tolerate him.

"Yeah, fine, whatever. Text me your address and I'll come over at about 6 pm."

He cleared his voice and made his smuggy smile. "So can you give me your number?"

"No." I said toneless. I said it when I say no to my father when he strongly suggests for me to stop this dream of being an actress/singer/director and become a lawyer like the entire west women have.

"N-no?" He gave me a confused look.

"Did I stutter?" I had my arms crossed and my eyebrow raised.

"No, but how am I supposed to text you my address if I don't even have your number?" What a jackass.

"Not my problem." With that said I turned around and left the room. I rummaged through my bag to find the piece of paper that had the number and password of my locker. I found it and walked to where it was and I saw Cat talking to Beck. She seemed cheery… too cheery. What was this girl planning? I saw her handing her disgustingly pink pearphone to him so I guess he asked her my number. Whatever, I don't care. I opened my locker and threw my books and scissors into it. I was already planning on how to decorate it. Maybe black with plenty of scissor-

"Hey Jadey." I turned around to see a smiley (A/N: this has nothing to do with victorious but I finally saw the movie smiley) Beck. "I have your number."

"Isn't that swell?" I said in my 50's voice. I heard him laugh quietly like he wasn't supposed to laugh but lost it because it was apparently funny.

"You're funny Jade."

"Kay. Thanks. Bye. See you later Beckett."

With that said, I pulled out my history books and walked to Cat who was talking to puppet boy. She was twirling her hair and nervously staring at the ground. Could it be that Cat had a crush? I'll find that out later. I walked to Cat and puppet boy.

"Hey sorry to interrupt but I'm not sorry by the way, I have to take Cat to history so bye toby." I smirked and grabbed softly Cats arm because I know she is a bit sensitive.

"It's Robbie…" He said it so quietly thinking I couldn't hear him. Well too bad Robbie!

"DID YOU JUST CORRECT ME?!" I yelled at him. There was a sudden smell of urine dangling over the air. I looked down and saw Robbie's pants wet. I smiled because it was funny but I don't think Cat though it was hilarious. It got awkward so I took Cat to history. I opened the door and sat on the chairs in the middle of the class. These were individual chairs (and tables obviously) so Cat sat on my left. The door opened again.

"WHAT. THE FUCK." I said it my head.

Hey hey hey! you reached the bottom of the page! Can you guess who walked in the room? And how do you fell if the fifth chapter was all texting? And i know you know but im not going to have time to make this fic so much but if you could PM me ideas i might post them. Carry on with your life.