Hi!

if you wanna see what I envisioned towards the end,

Youtube "Christina Grimmie dwts"

Aaaaand that's kinda what it's like in my head. Lol

Enjoy?

Beck's POV

I ran faster into the crowded hall, my eyes darted frantically around zooming in on the black raven hair swishing further and further away from me.

"Jade!" I know she can hear me. "Jade, wait up!" I sprinted until I was within reaching distance and put a hand on her shoulder.

"Don't touch me!" She flinched back and turned swiftly.

"Sorry," I said fast, at least she stopped walking. "Jade, let me explain." I started as she crossed her arms, her expression cold.

"You know, when you asked me about those rumors, I had no idea you were the one starting them," she said irately.

"I'm not!" I tried to defend myself. "Look, those girls were just—,"

"Just saying what you really think of me?"

"What?! No! Jade, I—,"

"What? You think because you spend one day with me, you know me or something?" Her eyes became animated, furiously staring daggers into mine.

"Jade…we…,"

"Oh, so that's it?" She rolled her eyes and nodded. "You think because we fucked, we're what? Together? Friends?"

"I…" Well at least I know she remembers it.

"News flash, Beck. Sex means nothing to me. You mean nothing to me. If you have to go around spreading rumors about me to feel better about your pathetic life, go ahead."

"Jade, I didn't—,"

"Save it," she put her stone cold armor on again and I knew I'd lost what little connection we'd made. "I don't care what you or your stupid little groupies think of me."

"Jade!"

"Go to hell." She waved her hands to signify she was done with this conversation and turned away from me to storm down the hallway.

"Dammit!" I exhaled and banged my fist against the nearest locker. The locker door immediately shook with pink glitter and a lollipop fell from the door.

"Hey!" I heard a soft squeal and looked over to see Cat Valentine skipping towards me. "Don't bully my locker!" She pouted and picked up the fallen sucker.

"Sorry," I sighed, frustrated. "I just—sorry."

"It's okay," She smiled and started to open her locker. If only Jade was so understanding. "How was your lunch with Jaaaade?" she asked in a songlike way.

"Uh…it was nonexistent," I shrugged and leaned against the locker next to hers.

"Why? When Jade left she said she was going to hang out with you." She looked at me puzzled. "Maybe she got lost on the way?" She suggested.

"No…she made it. She just…kind of walked in on something that looked bad," I don't know why I'm telling her of all people, but right now she seems so easy to talk to. And maybe she'd tell Jade what really happened.

"Were you kissing another girl?!" She gasped and put a manicured hand over her heart.

"No, no. Nothing like that…I just. Well my friends were talking about Jade in…kind of a negative way…,"

"What were they saying?"

"That she…," I really didn't wanna repeat it.

"Doesn't like the number 9?" She tried to guess.

"No…that she…,"

"Has a heart shaped birthmark?"

"No…," But was that true? "That she's…a slut." I finally spit it out and she gasped again.

"Why would they say that?!" Her cute face looked as angry as it could. "That's so mean!"

"I know, and I—,"

"And you didn't say anything?" She stomped her foot.

"I was about to, but it was too late!" I said frantically, no need to get two girls pissed at me in the same hour.

"Well…well," She kept her eyebrows furrowed while she tried to think of something to say. Staring at her now, I wondered how she and Jade were even acquaintances. Here Cat stood, in a pink dress and white cardigan, trying to look mad but only looking slightly bothered. Jade on the other hand always wore a dark shade, and could stop people in their tracks with one glare.

"Cat, I know I messed up," I admitted. "Just tell me how to make it right." She looked thoughtful for a minute and I was starting to doubt her credibility. How well did she really know Jade?

"I don't know," she shrugged. "Jadey really doesn't like when people talk about her behind her back…,"

"I know," I sighed. "But…I really like her. What should I do? She won't talk to me."

"Hmm…," She thought again.

"What if I buy her flowers?" Girls love flowers.

"She'll cut them." Of course she would.

"What if I write her a letter?" Girls love love letters.

"She'll burn it." I could see that.

"What if I beg for forgiveness? Maybe she'll calm down by later."

"Mmm…Jade doesn't really 'calm down'," she used air quotes; Jade was seeming more and more confusing by the second. "The longer you wait, the more she'll build up the anger. And then she'll just forget about you."

"What? Forget me?" Why?

"Yeah," she shrugged innocently. "She'll ignore you and act like you never met."

"Why?"

"I don't know," She shrugged again. "She does that sometimes."

"Well, I really don't want that."

"You really like her, don't you?" Cat grinned from ear to ear. "Don't you?" she poked my abs when I didn't speak.

"I…," I really didn't know. All I know is I want to be around her. All the time. "Just don't want her to be mad at me."

"Suuuuure…" she winked as the late bell rang. "Gotta go, toodles!"

I watched her skip away and looked now at her closed locker. It was completely covered in pale pink glitter with various pieces of candy stuck to it. The locker door was kind of how I imagined Cat saw the world; sparkly and happy.

Unlike Jade. Whose world I didn't understand at all.

Not yet, anyways.

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Afterschool I went to work like normal, still not sure what to do about Jade. I didn't have her number so I couldn't call…not that she'd answer, and I wasn't sure she'd ever speak to me. As I walked into the tutoring center, I wondered if she'd show up, but remembered the kickback tonight. Maybe she'd finally go to rehearsal. I sat down in my usual spot next to Jones and started helping him grade some homework.

I'd gone to apologize him earlier and he'd been pretty cool about the whole situation, so long as I swore not to do it again. And I meant it, I think. I mean, I hope I wasn't lying, but when I think about spending another day off with Jade and…well I don't know.

The hours flew by and before I knew it it was time for the kickback. I met Andre and Robbie outside the café where the whole school seemed to have showed up. We sat at a table and hung out like we always did at these things. People started to perform and I perked up in anticipation, I wonder if Jade is gonna be here. I shook my leg impatiently as a few singers sang, a dance group performed, and a band played a new song. They were all okay, but not what I wanted to see.

"What's up, Beck?" Andre noticed my edginess. "You seem nervous."

"Huh? It's nothing." I shrugged; my friends had already proven that they couldn't keep their mouths shut.

"Is this about lunch?" Robbie asked.

"Because we're sorry," Andre said genuinely. "I didn't know Jade was gonna show up."

"And I tried to warn you guys!" Robbie said.

"Yeah, I know," I shrugged. "Its fine, guys."

"Cool," Andre nodded. "So what's going on with you and Jade?" He brought it up again and I groaned, looking back to the stage where the curtains were closed once again. I don't know how, but I could just tell she was going to be there when they opened again.

I sat up straighter leaned forward as the black curtains slowly opened. There, center stage, but farther back sat Jade. She wore a black strapless dress that dragged down behind her and sat at a shiny black grand piano.

To her right stood Rebecca in something white, but I wasn't looking at her. Instead I was focused on Jade's now perfectly curled hair, the blood red of her lips, and the dark eye shadow surrounding the striking pale blue of her eyes. She tapped a few keys and began the piece, a microphone pointed directly at her lips. I saw Becca start to dance from the corner of my eye, but stayed intent on Jade. The words began to flow from her mouth and my ears alert to hear her for the first time.

"You shout it out, but I can't hear a word you say. I'm talking loud, not saying much." Her voice echoed through the speakers, smooth and steady.

"I'm criticized, but all your bullets ricochet." My heart beat slower as I gazed up at the stage. "You shoot me down, but I get up."

"I'm bulletproof, nothing to lose. Fire away, fire away." More and more dancers ran up on stage, not able to distract me from her. "Ricochet, you take your aim. Fire away. Fire away."

The more she sang, the more involved I could feel myself becoming. I'd never been more attracted to her than now, in this moment.

"Stone hard, machine guns. Fired at the ones who run," Her voice was so pure yet so passionate; I knew I'd be dreaming about it for days. "Stone hard, as bulletproof glaaaaaass."

The music sped up and around her the dancers moved in sync. I kept my eyes on her still, the change in tempo syncing to my heartbeat.

"You shoot me down, but I won't fall. I am titanium." She declared, singing full volume, determination in her eyes.

The music slowed again, leaving just her and Rebecca on stage again.

"You shoot me down, but I won't fall. I am titanium." Her voice was quiet and soft, but still carried the same weight it had before. "I am titanium."

She ended and the schoolyard burst into applause. Rebecca took bow after bow while Jade sat still, not moving till the curtains were closed again.

I'm not saying I know Jade West well. In fact, I'm just starting to realize that I don't know her at all.

But what I do know. Or at least what I'm sure of…is that she's bulletproof.

Okay okay, I know. Not really, but still. Nothing anyone said could faze her. She knew she had something special within her, and she didn't need any of us to reaffirm that.

I can only hope now that she'll let me be a part of that something special. I have to try, though I know it won't be easy. After all, she is titanium.

And I'm just…

The end! For now!

I kind of wanted you to come up with your own ending ;)

I hope you liked it. In my mind, the performance thing was awesome lol

Have a lovely day : )