Here we go, Rade centric again, this time it's pure fluff. This is mostly filler for the next chapters in all honesty, but enjoy it for what it is. Fans of Wifi in the Sky will know where Robbie's username comes from too ;)

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Posted by Beck Oliver, Monday at 4:13pm.

"Just saw Jade. My face is sore."

I smirk, looking at the screen of my PearBook. I'm at home now and surprise, surprise, it's empty. My father is out of town with my stepmom for some business thing. He's left a ridiculous amount of money behind for six days as well. It's like he thinks the more money he leaves behind, the more it makes up for the complete lack of parental supervision and affection.

Sighing, I flop back on my bed with my PearBook. Nothing to do but some mindless surfing on the internet I guess. My hand guides the mouse to the chat application on my computer. I hover over it for a few seconds, debating whether I feel like chatting to anyone or not.

Eventually I open it. I don't have anything better to do right now. No lines to learn and no assignments to do. Just sitting here wallowing in my own existence. An alert from my computer pulls me from my bout of self pity.

LIL_STEPHANIE 21 wants to chat.

Who in the hell is that? I don't even know any Stephanie's. I accept the chat request out of curiosity. If it's anything gross I can just block them and delete them from my contacts anyway.

LIL_STEPHANIE 21: Hey Jade. Hows it going?

SCISSORLUV: Who r u?

LIL_STEPHANIE 21: It's Robbie.

SCISSORLUV: What the hell is up with ur username?

LIL_STEPHANIE 21: What?

SCISSORLUV: LIL_STEPANIE 21 I believe it is...

LIL_STEPHANIE 21: Shit

SCISSORLUV: lol

LIL_STEPHANIE 21: I must have forgotten to log out. It's a fake account I use sometimes when people block me.

SCISSORLUV: lol good one dork.

LIL_STEPHANIE 21: haha shut up.

SCISSORLUV: I'm bored. Entertain me.

LIL_STEPHANIE 21: k. How?

SCISSORLUV: I don't know. B creative...

LIL_STEPHANIE 21: Knock knock

SCISSORLUV: No.

LIL_STEPHANIE 21: You're meant to ask who's there. :)

SCISSORLUV: I know, but no. R u busy?

LIL_STEPHANIE 21: Not really

SCISSORLUV: Come over ;)

LIL_STEPHANIE 21: Uh...are you sure?

SCISSORLUV: Yes. If you don't remember where you dropped me off before, find out. I'll be expecting you soon.

LIL_STEPHANIE 21: If you're sure...

SCISSORLUV: I am. Hurry up and I'll make it worth the trouble...maybe.

SCISSORLUV has logged off

Smirking to myself, I place my PearBook down and lay back. I know it's a risk to invite Robbie here, but at least with Daddy Dearest out of town, he'll have a chance to find the exits and plan his escape for the inevitable fight that's going to come from him being here.

A while passes. Fifteen minutes, whatever. I'm still lounging around on my bed when I hear a knock on my window. Turning my head, scowl firmly plastered on my face, I see Robbie at the Window. Confusion replaces the scowl and I lazily make my way over to the window and let him in.

"How did you manage to get up here?" I ask, wondering whether Robbie had brought a ladder or actually managed to climb the Oak tree next to my window.

"Climbed the tree." He huffs, clearly out of breath from all the exertion.

"Barely." I state, smirking at his slightly offended reaction. Just because we have some kind of thing going at the moment doesn't mean I can break every old habit.

"I'm wiry!" He retorts, puffing up his chest. I can't help but laugh at his exaggerated posture. It's not a mean spirited chuckled, but a genuine laugh. I close the distance between us and press my lips to his, expecting him to reciprocate.

He doesn't and pushes me away.

"Did you talk to Beck?" He asks, eyes full of concern. Annd we're back to square one. At least now I can give him an honest answer. That doesn't undo him pushing me away though, that he will pay for.

"I did." I reply, not giving anything away. He's going to have to work for this.

"And?" Robbie's eyes narrow with his response. He's getting tense, Beck never showed any sign of frustration or interest. It's kind of nice that Robbie wears his emotions on his sleeve.

"It went well." He looks even more upset now. He's pacing, running a hand through his curly mane of hair. My eyes narrow, now I'm confused. Why does he look so annoyed?

"So you worked things out with him?" And Robbie has just asked the most ridiculous question I've heard in my life. Well, from somebody not produced by the Vega gene pool. I do the only thing I can in a situation like this, I laugh. I laugh loudly and for a long time. By the time I'm done Robbie's face is a mixture of confusion and annoyance.

"Nooo...no, no, no, no, no" I finally manage to wheeze out. Robbie looks instantly relieved.

"What happened then?" He asks, it looks like he's daring to hope I ended things between Beck and I. For once I feel good about the fact I won't be crushing somebodies dreams.

"Beck and I broke up." I reply, none of the angst from the last time this happened in my voice. I feel at peace with where me and Beck are. Him feeling guilty over his bet with Ryder might come in handy sometime soon as well.

"For good?" The ghost of a smile flickering on Robbie's lips. I don't answer him. I just move closer, pressing up against him and crushing my lips to his with a lot more force than last time. This time, much to my satisfaction, he reciprocates. Deepening the kiss, I feel his wraps his arms around my waist. But again, much too soon for my taste, he breaks the kiss.

"Is that a yes?" He asks, amusement dancing in his eyes as he looks at me. My lips are still puckered and my eyes are half shut. That soon changes, a look of frustration replacing my previous expression. He looks unmoved. Though he continues to hold me close.

"It's actually a declaration that you better not stop kissing me before I'm ready if you want to keep your manhood next time, Shapiro." I reply, a sickly sweet tone in my voice.

"Message received" He comments, eyes widening for a moment at the tone in my voice. Before I get a chance to say anything, he finally kisses me. I smile into his kiss, a deep feeling of satisfaction spreading within me. About time Shapiro, about time.