Tori's POV

"I know, Angela ,but I didn't want to say no. Listen, I just want to get our friendship back. I really miss him."

But Angela went on about something I really wasn't listening to because I was too busy focusing on my closet.

"Okay, Angela. Sure. Whatever you say. See you on Tuesday. Bye honey." I hung up the phone and threw it on the bed, allowing me to view each fashion piece carefully.

What in the hell was I supposed to wear?

I finally completed two outfits and decided my mom would pick.

"Oh Toribear, that one is so pretty. Wear that on your date with Beck."

She pointed to the navy blue dress with the floral print. I decided to pair it up with tan sandals that was the same shade of the belt on my dress.

"Okay, thanks Mom," I said, "But it's not a date."

"I know. Because if it was that would make you a two-timer."

I looked at my mom with a confused look on my face.

"What the hell is a two-timer?"

"Language," she replied, with that stern 'I mean it' look on her face.

If there was one thing my mom hated most in the world, it would be bad language. That and baggy pants.

"Sorry," I replied, "What the heck is a two-timer?"

My mom smiled sweetly before she began, "A two-timer was a term used a long time ago. It basically means cheater. But it's only used for when you're dating. That type of cheating. Not 'I looked at your test' cheating."

"I don't want to be a two-timer, Mom."

I really didn't. Not again. Because of cheating I had lost my best friend. I couldn't bear to lose this relationship.

She gestured her hands for me to come over and sit with her. I laid my head on her shoulder and began sobbing.

Why had I messed up everything?

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I looked into the car's mirror one more time. Just to reapply my last layer of lipgloss and fix some of my curls.

I shut the door behind me and practically ran when I saw Beck sitting at one of outside tables.

He was wearing his ever- so famous jean jacket. One time it was raining and he took it off and gave it to me. I think I loved that moment even more because he was still with Jade and gave me the jacket.

He spotted me and stood up.

"Hi," I exclaimed. I gave him a hug but he seemed sort of awkward at first. That electricity was still there when I touched him. Those fireworks that made me so excited.

I sat down and got right to the point. I was just excited as him to reconnect our friendship, but why now?

"What do you want to talk about?"

Beck took a deep breath and started to tap his foot. I knew his was nervous.

Sometimes I would stare at him in class and whenever we would take a test, he began tapping his foot.

"Well," he began, "I wanted to apologize for my behavior last time I saw you. It wasn't right. And I'm not saying that we should get back together right away. I want to be friends first."

I saw him begin to choke on his words. Then under his breath, I was barely able to make out what he said, but it seemed as though he said, "I just don't want to lose you."

"You'll never lose me," I replied, as I grabbed out to reach his hand.

There it was again those sparks.

Beck wouldn't stop staring at my hand. Was he surprised that I held his hand? Did he not like it when I touched him?

"What," I asked.

"Who gave you that ring," he asked.

I quickly drew my hand back.

I looked down at the 2 karat, diamond ring.

"It's a promise ring," I said, "Matt gave it to me. It's a promise that he'll be faithful to me and I'll be faithful to him."

Beck looked at me with the same hurt in his eyes as last time we saw each other. He started to get up from his seat ,but I quickly grabbed his hand.

"No," he yelled, "I'm done with your lying."

"I didn't lie to you."

"Yesterday. On the Dale Squires Show. You said you were single."

"I had to. Corporate doesn't want us to date. Or at least not to announce until after the movie premiers."

"Then why did you agree to go on this date with me!"

Now I was completely confused.

"What happened to the whole 'Let's just be friends again' charade?' If you thought this was a date then you were wrong. I thought this would be like our friendship reunion or something."

He sat down slowly.

"Sorry," I said.

I always did this. I always said what I meant and sometimes- always. It always ended up hurting people.

"I'm sorry," he said, "Let's just continue our reunion."

He smiled at me and I smiled back. I loved his smile. It was one of his best features. That and his eyes never failed to make my heart skip a beat.

We ordered our coffees. He ordered a white chocolate ice-mocha while I ordered a caramel frappe.

We started our conversation by talking about simple things. How our families were. What we were up to.

He told me how Sikowitz was the school's principle now and that every now and then he would completely forget. And how Trina got "special attention" because they knew I was her sister.

"So, did Dale Squires recognize you from when we did that short film."

"Yes," I exclaimed, "And he was rude, too!"

Beck just chuckled a little but.

"I'm serious. He found out we were the ones who hired Andre's cousin to beat him up on the live show so when the interview was over, he had the security guards 'escort' me out."

We started laughing. Like burst out laughing and all the other customers just started staring at us like we were freaks.

"Do you want to go somewhere else," he asked.

I just gave him a nod, unable to speak since I was still laughing so hard.

We got in my car, but he drove. After a while I realized where he was taking me. I just smiled to myself. This was one of my favorite places ever.

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"Bye Beck," I said. Waving a goodbye as he got in his dad's pickup truck.

I was happy to have Beck back into my life.

I wasn't ready to leave our tree just yet. I decided to sit back down on the grass and think about everything.

Work. My future. Matt. Beck.

I thought I was over Beck, but I think I still have feelings for him.

But I couldn't dump Matt. He made me really happy and I loved him. I just don't know if I loved him more.

Beck and I have history. But maybe it's just that. History.

Maybe Matt was my future…