"Have you ever imagined what would happen if Beck and Tori went on a Date?" Dan asked, addressing Tori and I.

We looked at each other "Mutiny." I said, Jade might not be as mean as she seems, but she still loves Beck and has a shaky relationship with Tori. Not a good move.

"Jade and Beck have been broken up for months." Dan said.

"That doesn't mean she will tolerate being embarrassed on national TV." I pointed out.

"Think of the Fans! They would love this."

"I really don't think I would feel comftable with going on a date with Beck, that would be like… ruining every friendship I ever made at this school." Tori said.

It's a shame that convosation went unnoticed. Because now I was standing in front of Jade trying to make this look as natural as possible, as if breaking my best friends heart was something I did every day. And she had no idea.

"Hi Jade!"

"Hey"

"Do you wanna do something fun with me tomorrow night?"

"Sure, What."

"I don't know, I figured you'd pick cause your bossy."

"Don't say I'm bossy!" she yelled back.

"Ok! But you are, little bit."

"Whatever. Yer lets hangout tomorrow night."

"Ok But we can't invite Tori to come cause she's…."

"What's Tori doing tomorrow night?"

"Nothing, I don't know. She told me not to tell you."

And then she started counting and I just wanted to cry.

"Tori and beck are going out tomorrow night." I eventually said. I watched her face crumple, everything seemingly being put into perspective.

She wasn't in Algebra next period. I sat alone feeling slightly sorry for myself VERY sorry for Jade and partially for the damage that this was going to cause both Tori and Beck. Then I hit myself realising that someone was going to find a very angry Jade very soon.

I put my hand up "May I go to the bathroom?"

"Yes Cat." Mr O'Neil drawled, barely looked at me, and it wasn't like anyone was going to miss me.

I picked up my things quickly slipping out as quietly as possible.

I had a pretty good idea where Jade would be, where were some of Jades Favourite things kept?

The Art room. It had an Enormous supply of scissors and paper. I stood in the door way watching her, for her art major Jade was making a sculpture out of paper. It looked like at the first breath of wind it would fall, however so far it hadn't. No one knows how she does it. Carefully I sat down beside her.

"Catie." She said, not even looking up.

"Hey." I replied, still trying to work out what the sculpture actually was- she won't even tell me what it's going to be.

We sat there, in silence, I watched her work and she made no move to make further agnollagement of my presence.

"You should be in class." She said finally.

"So should you!" I returned indignantly.

"I know. That's why I'm not."

"That made no sense."

And for the first time since I'd entered the room she looked at me. Not a hair was out of place, all her makeup perfect. She hadn't been crying, thank goodness.

"I needed some time to think. That's all."

"Dan wanted this, not Beck or Tori."

"I know."

I was confused.

"I needed some time to think, not about weather I was mad at Tori or Beck, I've done too much of that. I wanted to think, without the pressure of a decision."

"That was very philosophical of you."

"Mmm."

"Did you want me to go? Am I interrupting your thinking?"

"At first you were, but now… Stay." She turned ever so slightly, putting the scissors down and griping my hand tightly.

I smiled, taking out my own drawing book and pencil from my bag and setting it on the table. We sat together each creating our own art and enjoying the peaceful company. I remember in primary school, as I drew pretty pictures of flowers, Jade would cut her paper up. The teachers yelled at her. "Jade you cannot cut things up."

"You're not doing the activity right!"

"Jade West! You are banned from using scissors!"

Even after that, Jade found a way. She used rulers to rip along; her hands after rulers were also banned. Her mother must have received millions of letters from the school, requesting Jade go to counselling, that scissors be taken from her and that she was a bad influence on me. I got letter after Letter home, telling my parents that Jade was NOT to be trusted, and that they should separate the two of us. Luke took care of them, making sure our parents never saw them. In 9th grade our Art teacher saw Jade's strange talent and put her to good use cutting everything. Jade was pretty happy then, no Victorious, no Tori and she got the lead role in everything.

Now… Jade was happily cutting up bright red paper and placing it in a little pile.

"They made you tell me didn't they?" she said.

"Kinda, no, not really. I volunteered." I didn't look at her, I didn't dare. "I wanted to try and break the news to you somewhere else, not in front of the camera. I didn't want you to hear from Beck or Tori- that would be mean and they might have died."

She gave a tiny giggle. "They probably would have. Before, I was SO angry with you, with them, with everyone. Now, what do I have to be mad about? Beck and I did break up, and I'm glad I heard it from you. Otherwise we would currently be cleaning up blood and moving to Australia."

We both giggled for a moment.

"Thank you, though. I know that must have been really hard for you. I know I have to move on, there's no hope for Beck and I as an 'Us' now." She turned to me and hugged me tight. "Do you think there's any point in us going back to algebra?"

"No. not really." I replied.

"Good, maybe we could go home now?"

"You're driving, so whenever you want to go." I smiled.

She packed everything up, putting her sculpture in the cabinet and pulled out her keys.

"Ice-cream?" she asked.

"Please!" I replied.

Saturday night came all too quickly. Jade and I had a plan worked out by then and Beck and Tori were in aggreance. Jade spent some of Saturday watering and pruning her plants and talking to them.

"Do you think I'm a terrible person?... Should I fight for Beck?... maybe I should just fake sick…. What do you think?" it went on and on, and of course the plants never replied. Jade however didn't seem to notice the lack of advice given by her green, leafy friends. I watched worried, but also knowing that this was better that Jade cutting everything into little bits- especially herself. Last time that happened even the bread had been cut up. So I left her, occasionally trying to get her to do something else, but I must admit that the garden had never looked better.

Josh played quietly around the house happily marching his dinosaurs in to battle with the ants. He didn't seem to notice Jades strange behaviour, and if he did then he didn't say anything.

Jade and I spent the rest of Saturday trying to study, it wasn't very successful. Neither of us could concentrate and Jade spent all the time she could find, pacing round the kitchen. Every so often she would stop to admire how clean it was, but take up pacing again moments after. I wasn't really sure that Jade could cope with tonight at all, but Jade, on the other hand, seemed to have no doubts as to whether she could pull it off, and channelled her energy into worrying how this was going to look on TV.

Ice-cream was something we had never planned for, but somehow when we passed the little ice-cream shop on the way to find Tori and Beck it seemed appropriate. Jade and I sat licking our ice-creams, until Dan called us and asked why we were not in the car. He was clearly watching the live feed. We got back in neither of us saying much except to call Tori.

It wasn't until we got home, the confrontation over, Jade having made herself a cup of tea and reading a book that I sat to think for the first time in weeks. In the time I had spent worrying about Jade I had almost forgotten the convosation with Tori. I knew that that convosation wasn't going to really influence my situation, but maybe it might at least make me feel a little bit better- which it did, but only a little. In some ways I wished that I could talk to Jade about it, but she had her own issues to deal with.

The sick feeling which lingered in my stomach so often had become a normal feeling, I was totally used to it. So had the fact that I barley ate anything anymore also almost seemed normal, and no one hade commented on it either, maybe it was time I told someone about that. My clothes were starting to seem quite big and finding clothes that fit was becoming increasingly harder. To be truthful I had thought about it a lot but the whole thing just seemed so ridiculous and stupid that I hadn't told anyone.

What I had told Robbie only scraped the surface of what was happening, I couldn't explain why I didn't tell him at the time but now I knew. I was Terrified. But of what I couldn't workout.

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