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Beck's POV

"You're sure I don't have to wear a tie?" I double checked with Jade while she reapplied lip gloss in the passengers' side mirror of her car. "Last time you said that, we walked into a completely formal party way underdressed. And covered in dirt!"

"We were nine," She reminded me with an eye roll. "And we'd just built the best mud castle ever so don't even pretend you cared about the dirt."

"It was a pretty great castle," I nodded, my mood suddenly lightened at the memory. Our mud palace had three stories and a moat. "That didn't stop your parents from freaking out when we got to your house, though."

"Only because we got mud on the carpets," She shrugged and moved onto mascara.

"Could you not do that while the car is in motion?" I asked, my nerves making me overly anxious. "It freaks me out."

"It's just makeup, babe," She said calmly.

"It's you pointing a stick at your eye while I'm driving," I rephrased. "It's dangerous."

"Relax, I'm done," She put her hands up then started packing her purse up. We were on our way to that dreadful dinner date her father had requested we have, and as usual, I was dragging my feet.

I'd driven us from my RV at the slowest rate possible, going well below the speed limit and following every traffic sign cautiously. Jade hadn't called me on it, but I was sure she noticed.

"And this shirt?" I asked now, pinching the material of my top up. "Are you sure he didn't say anything about a dress code?"

"I'm sure," She nodded. "Besides, we're almost here. It's too late to go back now."

"Very encouraging, thank you," I said sarcastically. She was right, unfortunately. I'd already pulled her extravagant car into an uneven parking lot and was surprised at the location her father had chosen. It was a regular restaurant, not run down or anything, but nowhere near the caliber of dining he usually chose. "Are you sure this is the place?" I asked Jade as I turned the car off and looked around.

"This is the address he gave me," She said, looking just as perplexed as I did. We got out of the car and met at it's front. Her outfit was simple; a light green long sleeve and a black skirt with tights under. She made simple look amazing. "What are you looking at?" She wore half a scowl and half a smile.

"You look beautiful," I smiled while she rolled her eyes and played with her hair.

"Shut up," She shook her head at me, and looked serious for a moment. "Hey…thanks for doing this. I know you don't like these little meetings any more than I do, but I really feel better with you here so—,"

"Jade," I interrupted her unnecessary explanation. "I'd do anything for you. You know that, right?" I looked down at her curious expression that worked itself into a smirk.

"Yeah," She spoke softly and nodded. "I know."

We walked into the restaurant hand in hand to find her father sitting at a table…not alone. Beside him in a booth, was the woman I assumed to be his new girlfriend. Of course, the only description I ever got out of Jade was that she was a "blonde bobble head with breast implants so big they could've kept the Titanic afloat.'

"Jade, you made it," Her father's tone almost stopped me in my tracks. It was almost…cheerful. "And Beck, great to see you again, how are you?"

"I…I'm fine?" It came out sounding like a question because I was so confused. Instead of his usual expensive tux, Jade's father wore a casual polo and…jeans? I might sound like I'm overreacting, but it felt like I was in the twilight zone.

"This is Carrie," He gave me a smile, something I didn't know he was capable of, and introduced the blonde to his right.

"Oh my gosh, Beck, it's so nice to meet you. I've heard so much about you," She got up to hug me and I kept my hands where Jade could see them, not returning her embrace. "Oh, you're so handsome," She put her hand on my cheek. "Jade, you didn't tell me he was so cute!"

"Must've slipped my mind," Jade's monotonous tone reflected in her deadpanned expression. We slid into our seat across from the unusual couple and I couldn't help but feel even more anxious now that we were here.

"We ordered a pizza for all of us, if that's okay?" Her father told us. I nodded silently while Jade continued to look skeptical. I couldn't blame her.

"So what's this all about?" Jade's voice was sharp as she cut to the chase and crossed her arms beside me.

"Can't a father just have dinner with his two favorite girls?" Her dad answered then shot me a grin. "And Beck, of course."

"No," Jade shook her head once. "He can't. What's going on?"

"Alright," Her father nodded slow and looked over at Carrie who gave him her own nod of approval. Oh, no. "There was something Carrie and I wanted to tell you. We were hoping to hold off until a bit later, though—,"

"Spill it," Jade demanded.

"Well…," Mr. West cleared his throat and I held my breath.

"We got married!" Carrie's excited squeal burst out of her before he could continue. She held her left hand up to show off a big rock on her ring finger and I turned to look at Jade. Her face looked white, more so than her usual pale shade, and jaw had dropped.

While her father and new…wife grinned from ear to ear, I could read Jade's mind. She was shocked, above all, but confused, unhappy, and pissed too. I put my hand on hers under to table, as if to calm her down. She looked like Lindsay Lohan in Mean Girls right before she pounced across the table and attacked.

"Well?" Carrie looked at Jade expectantly. "Aren't you going to congratulate us?" Jade managed to close her mouth, but didn't seem like she'd be ready to speak anytime soon.

"Congratulations," I said quietly. With my unenthusiastic tone, they finally got the picture that Jade was dissatisfied and dropped their smiles.

"Jade," Mr. West's gaze landed on his daughter. "Say something."

"You…got married?" Her voice held all the conviction she felt as she came back down to reality.

"Babe," I muttered under my breath as if I could rein her in from whatever she was about to say.

"Married?!" My efforts went unnoticed. Her eyes widened and I could see her jaw locking like it did just before she went crazy. "What the fuck?"

"Oh, my," The new Mrs. West looked around at everything but Jade and suddenly seemed very uncomfortable.

"Jade, language," Mr. West's voice got the most serious it had been the whole night.

"Oh, I'm sorry," Jade feigned an apologetic tone. "That kind of language isn't suitable for children!" She glared at Carrie, who remained oblivious.

"We realize there's a bit of an age difference, but—,"

"A bit?!" Jade was attracting attention from other customers now. "What about mom? Did you even think about her?"

"Your mother and I—,"

"The ink is barely dry on your divorce papers and you go and marry Malibu Barbie?" Jade interrupted. "Do you have any idea what this is going to do to her?!"
"Jade, what happens between your mother and I is—,"

"Is what?" Jade challenged. "Private? A secret? It must not be if you're telling your new whore all about it!"

"Alright, young lady," In his anger, Mr. West had slipped back into his old self that I remembered; short tempered and professional at all costs. "That's enough. If—,"

"Is it?!" Jade wouldn't back down and much like Carrie, I didn't know where to look. "How can you marry this gold digging bimbo when you've only known her for like two weeks?!"

"Maybe we should let you two talk?" Carrie spoke up, still looking unsure of herself.

"Yeah, maybe you should," Jade snapped.

"No, that's not necessary," Mr. West kept her seated.

"Fine," Jade shrugged and started moving. "If she won't leave, I will." I got up first, letting her slide out of the booth and stand.

"Jade, sit down!" Mr. West yelled in a hushed tone. She didn't listen though, just shook her head as she started to walk away. "Get back here, Jade! Jade!" He tried to call her back, but she was already gone.

I picked up the purse Jade had forgotten in her anger and rushed out, following close behind her as she stomped her way back to the car. I unlocked the doors and got in with her, driving off without a word. She was still breathing unsteadily as I drove us to her mother's house where she had reminded me earlier we needed to stop to pick up a few things.

All I wanted to do was pull the car over, get out and hold her tight until she forgot all about anything but us. I knew that wouldn't work, though, at least not yet. I knew her well enough to know that her mind was running at warped speed, going through the events of our dinner and imagining all the different outcomes. She sat still, silent with a clenched jaw until I parked her car in her mom's driveway and shut the car off. Neither of us moved for at least a few minutes.

"Are you hungry?" I finally asked. She looked over at me in disbelief.

"No," She shook her head and cracked a smile. "I lost my appetite." I wasn't sure why she thought my question was funny, but I didn't dare question when she let out a chuckle. "I bet you wish you hadn't come with me now."

"I'm glad I did," I nodded, trying to sound certain. I didn't quite understand Jade's mixed feelings about the new couple, but that didn't matter. If it upset her, it upset me. "It's too bad we didn't get to try the pizza, though." She gave me another sad smile and unbuckled her seat belt. "We don't have to go tonight…if you don't want to. We can go back to my RV and just hang out."

"Are you kidding?" She cleared her throat and shook her head clear, instantly putting up the fierce expression she was known for. "After all that ice cream? I wouldn't miss this Ke$ha performance for the world."

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Ke$ha's private concert was pretty great. I'm not really a fan, but she put on quite a show and Jade was having fun. She danced along with the rest of the gang, and seemed unaffected by tonight's earlier disaster. I didn't know if I should attribute that to the conversation we had just before arriving to Tori's house though…

"Are you excited?" Jade had asked me as we stopped in front of Tori's door. We'd been at her mother's house only a few minutes; long enough for Jade to go inside and pack a bag, as well as switch her purse for a larger one.

"I guess so," I eyed her suspiciously. She'd emerged from her mom's house in a seemingly better mood that I didn't quite trust. "You?"

"Yeah," She nodded as if it were obvious. "It's gonna be awesome!"
"Hey," I held her arm from opening the door, and looked deep in her eyes. "Are you sure you're okay?" She just beamed at me, making it impossible for me to tell how she really felt.

"Yeah," She nodded. "I'm great." As if she was proving it, she tiptoed up to kiss me. I knew it was a good faith effort, but I couldn't help but notice the way she tasted. "What?" She pouted when I pulled back and looked at her.

"Nothing, umm…," I didn't want to ask, but I couldn't shake it. "Have you been drinking?" She rolled her eyes at me and laughed it off, but I was sure she tasted like alcohol.

"You got me," She stepped back and put her hands up innocently. "Relax, Beck, it was just one shot of my mother's tequila." She stare at me like I was overreacting when all I was doing was staring back. "What? Don't you think I deserve it after that dinner?"

"Umm…yeah, I guess," I shrugged and chose to let it go. She'd pecked my cheek quickly and hurried inside to see the show. Since then, I hadn't really spoken to her. She was busy dancing around and having fun. I figured there was no harm in one shot if it let her enjoy the night.

"What now?" Tori asked the group. Ke$ha and her people had just left her house, along with that overly confident little boy who refused to kiss Trina.

"I don't know," Andre gave a shrug and looked around. Tori's living room was a bit of a mess, but her parents were out of town for the weekend so she said she'd clean it up tomorrow.

"Rex and I don't have to be home till later," Robbie said cheerfully. "My mom extended my curfew."

"Yeah, 'cause she don't care where you go," Rex commented, and Robbie hung his head.

"I have an idea," We all turned to Jade as she walked towards her bag. She reached inside it and pulled out a couple of oversized bottles of what I could only assume to be alcohol. "Anybody interested in a little after party?"

Dun dun dun…

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