The Senior boys donned their football gear with a grim look on their faces. It was game time, and this was the important part of the day. They had been practicing for two weeks before school started, partly because of this stupid game. It was a bit of an old rivalry between them and the school they were playing today, one of those ones that nobody has an idea how it started anymore.

It seemed ridiculous to most of them that this took place before there was even time for try-outs, but they all knew the coach would keep them on the team. It was fairly obvious because if one of them went they would all go. Jared led them all onto the field, giving them a look to keep silent. If anybody got provoked today, they could be pretty certain that it would erupt into an all-out brawl. HA and St George's weren't big fans of each other. It didn't really exist in anything but sport though, there was no point. That was part of the reason it was so satisfying to beat the crap out of them, they could prove they could do that as well as sing and dance.

As Jared walked up to take his place as Quarterback and as the Team Captain, you would have had to be blind not to see the figure emerging from the crowd. Most of the guys groaned as they saw the face on the figure and instantly recognised it.

It was a hard face to mistake for anybody else's, especially with the masses of ginger hair that shot out of it.

Even if Rev's limp had repaired itself, the team was still allowed to hold a grudge against them for that night. That night St. George's had the upper hand and Hollywood Arts was determined to make them pay for that in blood, sweat and tears.

St. George's was not going to let them get away with making the coolest guys in the school seem like a bunch of idiots.

Jay was smiling. It was creepy.

Jay was smiling because he had an ace up his sleeve. He had, fairly literally, the team's lucky charm. He knew that all he had to do was to make them aware of this and they would go berserk.

It was a stupid tradition anyway; that there was one routine the cheerleaders did that made them win. Even the HA boys were vaguely aware of that. But that didn't change the fact that whenever the cheerleaders did the routine, however lame it might be, HA always beat St. George's. The year the flier was off sick, they lost.

It was basic logic.

Jay looked past Jared standing in front of all the other guys, straight into the eyes of HA Guard. The one whose back Jay had nearly broken the last time they met.

"Where's your girlfriend, Revvy-boy?" Jay sneered and Rev twisted around looking to the cheerleaders.

He could see Elle, Kelli and her posse a mile away, as well as a load of freshmen and sophomore that all seemed to blend into one. The worrying thing was though, that was no junior girls in sight.

Rev's face went completely pale.

"Faye"

Jade was completely obvious to the drama on the football pitches right now. In fact, if Jade West had known, chances are she wouldn't have cared in the slightest anyway.

So the football team lost…

Boo hoo. It was the absolute end of the world. Jade was going to die a painful death.

If only St. George's hadn't won that last game.

Jade West was a big fan of sarcasm.

The more pressing issue on Jade's mind right now was what on Earth had possessed her to say yes to Oliver. She had to say yes to him off all people. It had just been a bit of an impulse reaction, she thought.

She was just impressed that a guy like him would find it possible to get detention. That was how she ended up in a restaurant, sitting across from him, and watching him brush a little hair out of his eyes. As traitorous as she felt thinking it, a small part of her couldn't help but think that Beck looked adorable when he did that. Suddenly a thought came back to her, when he did that in detention, just before he kissed her again.

It seemed like Beck kept doing that.

Jade didn't know why she was still hanging around him. Maybe it was just to prove his sister wrong. That had been what pushed her to finally accept after all, wasn't it?

Beck however, found Jade more amazing with every second. For once thing, she was witty, strong, tough and still managed to be absolutely beautiful. He thought she was a ray of light, despite the fact she wore so much black. Jade had an electric personality, and although it didn't seem to happen a lot, when Jade was happy, Beck had a feeling that it would be absolutely amazing. He had seen her smile and it had made him fall for her. His ambition with this girl was simply to get Jade to laugh. He thought that it would be amazing.

In fact, it was amazing just watching Jade twirl her spaghetti on her spoon instead of deciding to throw it at him, as he had feared that she would.

"Why do you like me?" The question blurted out of Jade's lips before she could stop it. But it was something she had been wondering about. Beck liked her, and she had no idea why. He wasn't the type of guy that was supposed to go for a girl like her. In fact, she had pretty much never had a guy go for a girl like her.

Not that she actually cared most of the time. Anybody could see that by the way she had reacted to Beck. But that wasn't exactly fair, Beck was annoying. Beck was actually still annoying, but she seemed to be able to see better things in him now that she could before, like his little half smile and his hair that seemed to be just long enough to get in his eyes all the time.

Jade had her walls up for a very long time, and before she was going to lower them, she needed to know why.

"Why would you even ask me that?"

"Because I'm not girlfriend material" Jade smirked, and it struck Beck that there was insecurity beneath that tough persona. That Jade actually, did give a shit. Well, she gave a shit about some things.

"If you're not girlfriend material, I shudder to think who is. You are amazing Jade West and if you weren't girlfriend material, then I wouldn't be here. I'm here because of your confidence, and your spirit and the life you bring even if you're covered in darkness."

Jade blinked twice, just to try and comprehend what Beck had just said.

It took her a while, she couldn't quite believe it. Girls her age would die to be in her situation.

She was somewhat glad that she had said yes to the date. She couldn't believe that she was admitting that about a guy that two days ago she had been declaring that she hated.

Jade was just cool like that.

But this guy, who honestly she had only dated to spite his sister was making her feel like there really was something special about her, that there was something likeable about her. It sounded strange but Jade had never felt like that before, or at least not since she had been very young.

So she reached in, and although technically, her first kiss was already gone, this was the first kiss that she had been willing to give.

Beck supressed an urge to smile as her lips pressed against his. He had managed to win over the girl who had been willing to pummel him to the ground. It hadn't even taken too long either.

"So why do you hate me?" He smirked as she broke off and Jade turned her eyes downwards a little.

Maybe, just maybe, Jade didn't quite hate him anymore. But she wasn't going to admit that to his face, even if she had just admitted it to his lips.

"Don't take it personally, I hate a lot of things…"

"Like what"

"Well…"

In the future, Beck would learn not to ever get Jade started on that topic again. But for now, on their first date, he seemed perfectly content just to sit back and listen to her talk, glad that she was no longer screaming insults at his head.

Faye and Caitlin were walking down the street, slightly late for the game they should probably be at already. It didn't matter that much though, they weren't supposed to be doing anything until the half time. But they knew they should hurry up, Kelli would murder them if anything happened to stop the routine.

It was a superstition.

The routine was so cheesy that it made both the cheerleaders want to cry, but they had to do it anyway.

"Can you believe they put me as flier?" Caitlin squealed. She may have to make a fool of herself, but at least she was the most important fool. Faye smiled at her, not minding in the slightest that Cait had managed to get such an important job. What was slightly getting on her nerves though, was the fact that Caitlin was absolutely determined not to shut up about it.

Currently, Caitlin was in her HA cheerleading outfit, her hair and make-up so much more perfect than at the party, their last big social event.

Faye shivered in memory of the party, it was no fun for them. She remembered being scared out of her mind and honestly she never wanted to see Jay again in her life, or any member of St. George's School. If Caitlin had known what they were thinking, then she would have agreed thoroughly with that statement.

"Yes, I can believe it, you've told me fifteen million and a half times."

"Oh…"

Both of the girls were completely oblivious to the van pulling up behind them, or the guy sporting St. George's jackets inside of it. They were slightly annoyed that they had to miss the beginning of the match, but apparently this was one of the most important things they could be doing.

Faye and Caitlin didn't quite understand how important they were to their football team, or quite how important this match was. This match was the teams way of proving they weren't ballerina's who danced around in tutus… well except for one semester, but that had been a fairly major mistake on Marc's part. If the lost this, then their honour would be completely gone. Not to mention it was a chance to pound Jay to the ground without any consequences.

The girls were just walking, and chatting as the guy swung the van up behind them and with one leap, two guy's hands were around the girls, pulling them into the van, shutting the doors and driving away.

Once more... not actually been beta-ed through, so it's all on my head. And I'm not very good at it.

Actually, a new Beta might be good, if anybody knows anyone...

And my writing supply on this story i running a little slow. The reason it gets updated is because I have a supply of a couple of chapters written, but that's going to run out, and you know what, reviews really help people get inspired to write!

(Okay, that was kind of a whole thing to try and make those 40 people who've alerted review! The last time, I got 3... out of 40 people. That's not even funny.)

Okay, well, see you in a couple of weeks.

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