Author's note

I don't own Victorious

Enjoy!

Chapter seven: Unexpected date

Jade's POV

"Thanks Cat!" I call over my shoulder. I get out of her car and walk into the restaurant for the scissor-obsessive meeting. Cat was acting really strange in the car, like she was lying to me. She's not very hard to see through.

The restaurant is fairly crowded, because of Valentine's Day I suppose. I look for a table that says, annual scissor meeting, funnily enough, I can't find one. Suddenly, a lady with bright blonde hair and a blue dress on turns to me.

"Are you here for the scissor convention?" She asks with a fake Italian accent.

"Yeah, so I can chop your face off." I answer. She looks at me oddly, as if I said something strange.

"There is a table that is reserved for you, down the hall and to the left, table number three!" The lady explains.

"Bye!" I call loudly as I follow her directions.

Beck's POV

I was told that I would be meeting people to discuss a new part for me in a movie, but I'm the only one here. The movie producers are five minutes late.

While looking for someone to come, in the corner of my eye I see a shadow sit down, across from me. Finally, I sigh.

I Turn to face to producer. My jaw drops open.

In front of me was a scowling, cute as ever, Jade.

Jade's POV

"What are you doing here?" I say sourly.

"I am meeting a movie producer here," Beck explains, "You?" He wonders.

"I'm going to the annual scissor convention." I inform him stiffly.

This was a set up. I'm sure of that. I'm not an idiot.

"Well, if you don't mind, I'm leaving." I say snobbishly.

"Suit yourself. But I'm not." Beck says, I turn and walk away.

I get to the parking lot. Then I remember Cat drove me here. I'll call her to pick me up, I decide. I reach into my pocket, but my phone isn't there. Man, this was a clever set up. I know who's behind this.

"Stupid Tori," I growl under my breath. I walk back into the restaurant.

Beck's POV

Jade walks up to the table again.

"Can't make up your mind?" I tease.

"I am being forced to stay here by my own bad luck," she explains. The waitress, a brown haired tall twenty year old, walks by our table.

"Are you ready to order?" The waitress asks, looking at me only, Jade scowl deepens.

"Yes, I'll have the meatball lasagna." I inform her.

"You?" The waiter says, turning to Jade.

"Spaghetti with meatballs with a garden salad." Jade orders.

"Okay! Enjoy your date." It sounded more like, have an awful time.

"Yeah, actually we aren't on a date!" Jade yells.

We sat there awkwardly, waiting for our food to come. Rolls are put on our table, but the basket stays full. We aren't really that hungry.

Jade's POV

Awkward! Too awkward. Extremely awkward.

Every girl's worst nightmare.

At a restaurant, with no car, and no cell phone, with your ex-boyfriend.

Like I said, awkward.

Tori and Cat were going to die for this.

The overly-flirty waitress comes back with our food. We eat in silence.

Every so often I glance up to look at Beck's hair, resisting to the urge to reach out and touch it.

This is even worse because this is where Beck and I went last year on Valentine's Day, we might have even sat at the same table. Back then we talked, and laughed. Beck was the only one who understood me. Now that's all gone. Now nobody understands me.

Even Beck.

It seems like hours that we both finish our food and the waitress comes back, takes our plates away, and asks us about dessert.

"Dessert is free on Valentine's Day." The waitress explains.

"We'll both have the slice of chocolate cake." Beck orders. I can't help but smile, he remembers that I love chocolate cake.

"Okay," The waitress walks away.

Later she comes back with a single, big, heat shaped, two person, piece of chocolate cake. I frown. Stupid waitress and her stupid assumptions.

"I'm not hungry." I explain, so Beck eats half of the gigantic piece of cake.

When Beck finishes what he wants(which wasn't much.) he pays, and we go outside to the parking lot.

Beck gets into his car. I wait for Cat to come pick me up.

I see Beck frown from inside his car. I guess he figures it's un-manly to leave a girl(even your ex) stranded in the parking lot. He has a point.

"You want a ride?" He calls to me. I sigh, yep this was definitely a set up.

"Sure." I get into the front seat of his car.

Author's Note

This was going to be longer, but I felt like this was a good place to end the chapter.

There will be one more chapter... I hope you like it!