Beck struggled a little after school to actually find the room where detention was. He was used to going to places like that, and it wasn't exactly on the tour. And he didn't want to late; it wouldn't be good to get another detention for being late to detention. Or maybe it actually would. Beck figured that being in detention with Jade for a couple of hours would be closest thing to an actual date.

He didn't really think that he would ever manage to get a decent date with Jade. The girl hated him; he knew that far too well.

Jade didn't have any difficulties finding the classroom; she may have only been at school for a week, but this already felt like home to her as she put her feet up on the desk, and relaxed as she watched Mr. Simon spazz out a little bit. She plugged in her earphones and felt the noise of one of her rock songs fill her head, knowing that Oliver would be here. She shouldn't really know that he was going to be here, but she couldn't resist just listening in to the gossip around school to see if she heard his name. And apparently although he had escaped punishment for the initial fight he had still gotten screwed from hitting a guy.

She knew she shouldn't know that. She couldn't know that. She was supposed to hate him. She did hate him.

Didn't she…?

What was up with that annoying nagging voice in her head saying that she didn't completely hate him? What was up with the fact that she admired him for his pranks? The scary thing about it (and nothing was scary to Jade) was that she really didn't know. She didn't know how she felt about that guy with his hair that was really far too long for a boy's to be without looking ridiculous. The only guy that had looked at her like she was special, and pretty, even though she didn't wear a cheerleading outfit that came with the shortest skirt that she had ever seen. It was just a ridiculous thought in her mind that hadn't existed last night, and hopefully wouldn't exist tomorrow morning.

She couldn't like the guy, especially not after what she had said to him before. And it was just against her ethics to like a chauvinistic pig like Beck was.

So that was that settled. She didn't like Beck… no, of course she didn't. It was a moment of weakness and that was all it was. Jade kept on thinking that, right until Beck walked in through the door.

And then her will crumbled a little bit.

Beck looked at the detention supervisor, and then realised he shouldn't have been worried about being on time. It really didn't matter. Nobody in this room even cared.

Beck could not help but smile as he saw Jade slumped over her desk. With a slow walk, he made his way across the classroom at sat down right next to the almost sleeping girl, and flashed his best smile her way. He knew that the tricks he had used before wouldn't work on this girl but honestly, he didn't know what else to do.

This wasn't something that he had ever experienced before. He didn't have a smooth line up his sleeve, or something clever to make her fall for him. He was reduced to the ranks of a regular guy.

"Hi" Beck said, his voice so low it was almost a whisper, for fear that Jade would react… badly.

Jade tried to pretend that she was oblivious to Oliver sitting down, but there was a little bit of her that was disappointed that he wasn't saying anything.

"Hi" Beck tried again, just a little louder.

Why wouldn't he just say hello?

"Hi!"

Did he like her anymore? Why did Jade even care?

Beck stood up, took a step over to Jade, and pulled the headphones out of her ear, at the point of complete aggravation.

"HI!" He literally screamed down her ear and Jade cringed, her face displaying a look of pure shock for a moment before she resumed the poker-face that previously occupied it.

She couldn't quite believe that she had forgotten about her earphones being in her ears. She recovered quickly, not letting herself look like an idiot for too long, but the damage was done.

Beck glanced at her one more time, and remembering the look on her face burst out into heavy laughter. Jade gave him one of her famous glares, but he couldn't stop. It was just so funny, watching her like that. In that moment, just due to shock, she actually looked vulnerable. It was so weird, given that before he'd have probably voted her Least Vulnerable in the entire school, well that or Most Likely to Live a Horror Movie.

"Quit it." Jade called, but didn't do a thing. Beck didn't quite know what had taken over him, but uncontrollable laughter was flooding out of him now.

"Oliver!" Jade screamed. "Beckett Oliver!" She repeated herself. "Beck!"

Beck's laughter fizzled out in an instant.

"You called me Beck." It was a simple statement, but it meant a lot of things. It meant that maybe Jade didn't hate him so much after all, that maybe… maybe he had a shot. It was silly to pin all his hopes on one use of his actual first name but Jade really didn't give him much to be hopeful about.

"Well done, Sherlock," Jade remarked, getting back on the ball and quickly trying to recover from her idiotic slip up. "You want me to give you a prize?"

Jade's words kind of went through one of Beck's ears and came right out the other. He was lost in thought. The fact that Jade had actually called him Beck was giving him confidence, although chances were that it was confidence he really didn't deserve.

"So Jade, I was thinking…"

"Wow, you were, that's a shocker." Jade smiled as she interrupted Beck, and for a moment, he wanted to back down.

"I was thinking…"

"Yep, we got that, as unlikely as it is."

"Jade, shut up."

"Make me."

Beck didn't know what it was, but she was just being so annoying, but so beautiful and so… indescribable. He leaned forward, and then there they were again, his lips upon hers. At least he had shut her up.

Reluctantly he pulled away, wondering if it had just been in his head or if she had really kissed him back. He knew it was unlikely, but he couldn't help but think…

"Jadelyn August West, will you go out with me?"

Jade blinked twice. What was she… where was the right answer? She knew he liked her, but that she had just been hoping would go away. She didn't really want to say no, but she had to.

Jade stood up, picked up her books, and turned her back on Beck, making straight for the exit of the detention classroom.

"Jade, where are you going? It's detention, it's not optional."

Jade smirked. "So he can give me detention for skipping detention. It's better than being stuck here with you. Isn't that right Mr. Simon?"

The balding almost-deaf old History teacher glanced up, totally confused. He hadn't even been aware that Jade is in detention, he just did the role-call at the end.

"Jade!" Beck called, but the teacher, now paying attention gave him a stern look. Beck knew he couldn't really afford to get another detention. Jade walked out of the room, with no-one following he at all.

The moment that she was out, she felt like she could breathe again. And once she was out of the company of Beck Oliver she knew that she was a moron. How could she have even thought about dating him? And he had kissed her, again. He had no right, and this was going to stop. She was in the middle of musing a payback, (that would hopefully not land her in detention for fear of him showing up again), she bumped into a blonde haired Barbie in a tiny skirt, a real walking, talking doll. But then again, she didn't really care, so she just put her next foot forward and kept walking on down the hall.

Elle examined the gothic girl who had just hit her, and didn't really seem to give a damn. After a moment it clicked in her head. This was the tramp that she had seen Beck kissing the other day. She racked her brain for a name, finally clutching on something that just about seemed right.

"Jade, Jade West."

"That's my name, don't wear it out." Jade couldn't believe that she had just said something so utterly cliché.

"As in the Jade West dating Beck Oliver."

Jade came to a standstill, and turned back to face the Barbie she had just bumped into.

"What… not that it's any of your business, but…"

This was all the confirmation that Elle needed as she walked closer to Jade.

"I think you'll find that it is my business. That is my little brother who is running his chances at ever being popular on a girl like you. I mean, how could you even think that you're on anywhere near the same level as a guy like Beck? You can't date him. I am his older sister, and as someone who honestly knows what is best for him, I am forbidding it. Beck, with a tramp like you?"

Jade raised her eyebrows slightly at the insult, feeling the blood boil in her veins.

"I mean, look at you. You're pathetic. You with your stupid 'Gothic' make-up that just makes you look desperate for attention. And news flash, that i-don't-care attitude is nothing. It's just to hide that little immature child inside of you. Trust me; I've met your type before. Now, why don't you go off and cry like a good little girl and leave my brother alone?"

Elle let her rant out. She didn't care that she didn't know this girl. She already knew everything that she needed to. She knew that she wasn't Beck's type. What she was confused about, was the way that Jade was just standing there. Most people would be crying by now. Elle didn't do what she had just done very often, but when she did she was used to getting a reaction. In some ways it was worse having Elle yelling at you than a girl like Kelli, because it almost never happened.

Jade stared at her for a moment, wondering how Barbie could have the nerve to talk to her like that. It didn't make her want to date Beck any less, not that she had wanted to in the first place. She wasn't completely unaffected by Barbie, it just didn't have the effect on her that Barbie had so obviously desired. But in fact, she just wanted to prove her wrong. She wanted to prove to this girl that she was worthy of a guy like her 'oh so special' little brother. And the fact Barbie had told her not to was a good enough reason to do just about everything, was it not? She examined the Barbie one more time, wondering how someone like Beck could be related to her, and then she continued walking, and went straight out the doors of Hollywood Arts, picking up her cell phone as she walked. Her figures shook ever so slightly as she typed in her message.

The answer's yes.

Within moments a text flashed across her screen in reply.

Who is this?

She sighed slightly as she typed her reply.

Jade. And the answer's yes.

This time it was a couple of moments before anything came back in reply.

How the hell did you get my number?

Jade stared at the message again. That was it? He was the one who had asked her out. He wasn't allowed to ditch her now. That would only prove his sister right. And if there was one thing that Jade West hated, it was to lose.

Oh, and I'll pick you up at six.

I AM SO INCREDIBLY SORRY. THIS IS FAR, FAR, FAR, FAR TOO LATE. BUT MY EXAMS ARE OVER NOW, SO I SHOULD BE BACK ON SCHEDULE AND HOPEFULLY I'LL BE BACK TO NORMAL SCHEDULE, AND UPDATING ONCE A WEEK. I SHOULD PROBABLY STOP CAPS NOW...

Okay, few, my screen just disappeared… but then it came back, and I breathed a deep sigh of relief. And I can't believe it, but I've only got another six chapters to write of this story. You guys have been amazing though. Until next time.

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