Beck closed his locker and was surprised to find Jade standing next to his locker. He was so absent minded most of the time.

"Hey," he greeted her.

"Yeah. Hey. You need to stop getting on my case about my relationship with Alan."

Beck furrowed his brow. "Why?"

"Because he's my boyfriend, not yours. I'm the girlfriend and he's the boyfriend. There's no room for anyone but me and him."

Does he know that? Beck asked in his head, but never said aloud. "I'm just looking out for you," Beck said plainly.

"Well I don't need you to look out for me. What has Alan ever done to you? Honestly!" Jade asked to get to the root of his disapproval and cautions.

Beck nervously ran a hand through his hair. "Jade," he started.

"Seriously Beck!" she interrupted. "I hate Haley with a passion and I'm not exactly on boat supporting your relationship with her, but you don't see me warning you about her." She rolled her eyes at how more mature she was being compared to him. "And she's more devious than Alan," she muttered under her breath.

"Look, I know you think Alan's a great guy but-"

"But what?" a voice asked behind Beck.

Beck turned around and was shocked to see Alan standing there.

"What are you doing here?" Jade asked Alan.

"I wanted to take my girl out for the day since I didn't get to spend last night with you," Alan confessed and smiled shyly at her. Jade smiled back, as his gesture.

Beck still stood there, speechless. He was about to tell Jade what he saw.

Alan turned his attention back to Beck. "What were you gonna say Beck?"

Beck shook his head. "Nothing."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah. I was just gonna say tell her that she didn't know the little things you do," Beck said. "Like setting up Christmas lights in her living room," he covered up. He ran a hand through his hair, nervously. "I gotta go," Beck said, as he walked away.

Jade watched him walk away with her eyebrow arched. She knew there was something he wasn't telling her.

"So, what do you say to playing hookey for the day?" Alan asked, bringing Jade's attention and thoughts back to him.

She smiled at him. "I never say no to ditching school."

Alan took Jade to the most tourist crowded areas just for fun. They made fun of the tourists and even jumped into some of their pictures doing something silly. Alan was such a child sometimes, but in a good way. Jade easily let loose and just had fun without directly torturing someone.

By sun down, they retreated back to her place and he cooked up some spicy chipotle chicken with penne pasta. After dinner, they went into the living room. He sat on the couch, leaned his back against one side and opened his arms and legs. Jade took a seat in between in legs and snuggled up to him.

"What you end up doing last night?" Jade asked, casually.

"Nothing. Just hang out with Chad and some other people," Alan answered.

Jade didn't want Alan to know she was the jealous type, so she tried her best to restrain herself and keep calm and composed. "What people?" she asked, cooly.

"Just some girls. They were acquaintances," Alan replied.

Jade's eyebrow went up as she peeled her back off his chest. She slowly turned to face him. "You were with girls?"

"They were acquaintances. Chad just likes to get girls' attention 24-7," Alan explained.

Jade was speechless. Her boyfriend hung out with girls last night, instead of her, and they weren't even his friends. She gaped at him.

"What? Am I not allowed to hang out with girls now?" Alan questioned.

Jade moved a little away from him. She opened her mouth to speak but Alan continued.

"Don't tell me you're the jealous type? Really?" he inquired.

She glared at him. "Yes," she answered. There was no point in hiding it. "I am the jealous type. I'm not too comfortable with my boyfriend hanging out with some skanks without my knowledge!"

"Wow… You really are the jealous type," Alan said, softly.

"Yeah. So what? You gonna break up with me now? Trust me, it wouldn't be the first time someone broke up with me just cause I was the jealous type!" She crossed her arms over her chest and looked away.

Alan sighed. He made her release her arms crossed, and grabbed her chin to make her look at him in the eyes. "You have no reason to be jealous. I really like you Jade. You're a beautiful girl." He stopped to kiss her, and she let him. He stroked her cheek. "I really wish you could see that."

"Hey babe," Beck called out to Haley.

She joined him in bed. "What's up, Beck-y?"

Beck glared at her. "Don't call me that." She pouted, but he shook his head in disapproval, and she surrendered with a sigh. "Anyways, do you know if Alan is cheating on Jade?"

Haley erupted with laughter. Beck rolled his eyes and ran a hand through his hair out of frustration. "I'm serious," he said, sternly, to get her attention.

She tried to stifle her laugh. "Fine. Fine," she said. She let out one last laugh, before continuing. "I don't know if Alan's cheating on Jade, but I do know that it is possible." She started laughing. "Wait, why?"

Beck pondered on telling Haley, but chose to tell her. "I saw Alan hanging out with that goofy guy and they were with a bunch of girls after ditching Jade."

Haley arched her eyebrow at him. "How did you know he ditched Jade?"

Oh Shit! I said too much, Beck thought to himself. "Ugh, she told Cat, who told Robbie, who told me."

"Why would Robbie tell you?"

Beck shrugged. "Who knows why Robbie does anything?"

"Haley, can you and Beck get in the living room?" Mr. Ferguson called out.

Haley and Beck walked out of her bedroom and down to living room. Mr. Ferguson sat down on the couch with his new wife, Mrs. Ferguson – Alan's mom. An older woman, much older than Haley's parents, sat on the chair next to the couch. Haley skipped over to take her seat at the couch opposite of her parents. Beck cautiously took his seat next to her.

"Hi grandma!" Haley greeted the older woman. "What are you doing here?"

"Honey, about your debutant thing," Mr. Ferguson started.

"I'm so excited!" Haley interrupted with a cheery voice. "Grandma, I'm following yours and mom's footsteps!"

"Sweetie, you have to listen," Mr. Ferguson said.

Haley stopped talking and let her parents and grandma speak.

"Honey, there's this sort of debutant tradition in your mom's side of the family," Mr. Ferguson started.

"What kind of tradition?" Haley asked.

"Well, you know that I was your mother's partner for her debutant, right?" Mr. Ferguson asked and Haley nodded.

"And your grandfather was my partner for my debutant," Haley's grandmother continued. "And my mother and father were partners before that. So were her parents, and so on, and so on."

"Cool!" Haley said and smile in fascination, but everyone else in the room seemed like they were displeased. "What?"

"You're mother's side of the family has this tradition where the debutant must marry her partner in her debutant," her father finally explained.

Haley's eyes grew wide, but Beck's eyes grew much bigger and wider than her. The words must and marry rang in Beck's head.

"Why?" Haley asked.

"It's a tradition. It's to keep up with society's image of us. You signed for the commitment of becoming a debutant, now you must do the honor of fulfilling your duties of a debutant, which is becoming a wife," her grandmother explained, talking with a tone as if what she was saying was the norm in this day and age.

"But I'm only eighteen!" Haley protested. She stood up, outraged. "I love Beck and all, but we haven't been dating for so long for us to jump into marriage!"

Beck was sat there, staring at the coffee table in front of him. He was speechless.

"Do I really have to do it?!" she asked, sounding like a child.

"I tried to look around it but-" her father started, but her grandmother interrupted.

"Haley Ferguson," she said sternly. "Sit down and act like a lady," she ordered, and Haley listened. "It is our family tradition. Do not dishonor your family by not abiding by our tradition. You chose to do the debutant-"

"That was before I knew about this tradition thing. I wanted to be like mom!"

"Do not interrupt me again, young lady. And if you are in fact doing this to be like your mom, do not disgrace her by breaking our family tradition. Just because she has died does not give you the right to spit on our family name!"

Haley didn't know what to say. Her grandmother played the guilt card. She knew she was way too young to marry, but she couldn't just disrespect her mom and her mom's side of the family.

"Excuse me," Beck spoke up. "But I'm way too young to get married."

"Non sense, people get married at 18," Haley's grandmother said, ignorantly.

"Back in the 1800's!" Beck retorted. "I've got a whole career ahead of me!"

"And what career is that?" she questioned.

"Acting."

She snorted with disgust. "Such a frivolous career! Definitely not a career path suited for a husband of this family!"

"Excuse me?" Beck asked, insulted.

"You'll work under me," Mr. Ferguson said. "You will adjust to business lifestyle and then soon own businesses of your own."

Beck shook his head in disbelief.

"We've already talked to your parents about it, son," Mr. Ferguson informed Beck. Beck made a disgusted face when he called him son.

"What do you mean you talked to my parents?"

"We spoke to them earlier. We explained to them the whole thing. They will not need to spend a penny on your wedding, and we informed them of your career path and they were fully on board. They, too, think it's a better lifestyle."

Beck gaped at them. They went behind his back and discovered that his parents wanted this for him. He stood up to leave and walked out of the house.

"Daddy!" Haley screeched.

"Stop acting liking a child, Haley," her grandmother ordered. "You wanted to become a debutant. You wanted to follow your mother's footsteps. Now, you must accept that responsibilities it comes with."

Beck went home to talk to his parents and they calmed him down. They explained how the conversation went and why they supported the decision for him to marry at this age. They tried to talk him into understanding, and Beck began to see the picture clearly. His future would be set. He'd be fine, financially. He wouldn't have to worry about not getting acting gigs. His future said it would be for the better and his mind was starting to settle on the idea.

The following day he talked it over with Andre and Tori, since they were his most sane friends. Of course, they were against the idea. They tried to devise plans to get him around the situation, but there was nothing.

The day after, he talked to his parents again. He wanted them to enforce their support and their reasons. It motivated him more to follow through with the plan. After all, he would be secured for the rest of his life, then what else could he ask for, right?

After all that talking of reasons to do it and not do it, Beck came to a conclusion. He asked her to meet him outside her house. He leaned against the hood of his car, waiting for her to come out. She ran out and threw her arms around him to give a big tight hug. "I've missed you!" She tip toed to kiss him.

"I've missed you, too," he replied. She resumed to hugging him. "Haley," he said softly.

She released the tight grip around him to look at him. "You don't want to do it, huh? You don't want to marry me? It's ok. I understand."

Beck sighed. "It's not that. Trust me." He took a deep breath before continuing. "I want to marry you."

She eyed him, curiously, not believing what he was saying. She let go of her hands around him and took a step back.

He took her hand and got down on one knee. She gasped loudly.

"When I first met you, I never imagined having a future with you. But as I started to get to know you, I learned that you have this excitement that fills the room. Your presence in the room is just so strong and overwhelming, and it filled me. I want to make you the happiest girl in the world. I want to give you what you want, because I love you. The marriage tradition did scare me, but after thinking long and hard over it, I realized that I want to do this. So, I don't have a ring right now, but will you Haley Ferguson, marry me?"

She gasped again and grinned so big out of surprise and excitement. "Yes! I will marry you!"

Beck smiled and got off his knee to kiss her. "I love you Haley," he said.

"I love you, too," she replied.

Was Alan telling the truth to Jade?
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or will she find out from someone else?
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