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Jade's POV

"Oh wow," Tori commented as she entered the dressing room I was in near the stage. I was half inside the stupid hamburger getup, stuck in an uncomfortable position that resembled a pretzel. Above being in pain and severely annoyed, I was sick of all the food costume around me.

"What the hell is she doing here?" I scowled at Tori and Cat as they came in, closing the door behind them. "I told you to go get Beck."

"I couldn't find him!" Cat yelped.

"Ugh! Perfect," I rolled my eyes; the one person who wouldn't annoy me right now can't be found.

"Let's see what we can do…," Tori muttered as she approached my tangled self. She circled me like she was solving a puzzle then moved forward to touch my arm. "Maybe if you…," She pulled me in one direction then another, the suit not budging.

"Oooh, try this," Cat rushed over and started moving the costume around me.

"Ouch!" I smacked her arm away with as much force as my position would allow. "Don't try that!" I shouted in pain.

"Oww," She rubbed her reddening arm. "I'm sorry! You're stuck!"

"Well trying to pull my arm out of its socket won't help!" I yelled and she backed off.

"We're just trying to help," Tori spoke, still tugging at my arm. "Calm down."

"'Calm down'?" I repeated, outraged. "'Calm down'?!" I shouted as the door clicked open and Andre and Beck appeared.

"Found him," Andre told Cat, who bolted from the room as fast as she could.

"Did you just tell me to calm down?!" I kept my rage focused on Tori.

"Bad idea," Beck grimaced.

"How the fuck am I supposed to calm down?" I continued, feeling my face get hot. "I'm stuck in this ridiculous costume to sing to a bunch of sticky kids, and I'm surrounded by morons I hate!" I yelled, letting my anger get the best of me.

"Okay," Beck put his hands up, walking in like a hostage negotiator. "Why don't you guys give us a minute," He told Tori and Andre, who slowly backed towards the exit.

"No!" I screamed. "To hell with this! I don't care how much money it is, I'm not doing it anymore! Get me out of this fucking hamburger!" I stopped trashing around whel I felt Beck's hand come up to my neck and looked up to see the room empty now, the door shut.

"Relax," He said to me in a low, quiet voice. I was still pissed off and irritated, but for some reason I listened, trying to take deep breaths. "I'm gonna get this off you, okay?" I barely nodded and he pulled away from me for a moment then started tugging at the costume. In a minute, it collapsed to the floor, freeing my body and thank god, my chest. "Better?" He smiled small and I sighed heavily.

This day was going terribly. As if he could read my mind, he reached forward putting his hands on my hips and pulling me in for a hug. He wrapped his arms around me tight, and started patting my hair from top to bottom. I breathed in his scent, letting it soothe me until I was ready then leaned back to look up at him.

"Thank you," I whispered and he nodded, not dragging it out.

"Are you gonna tell me what happened this morning?" He asked and I released my grip from his torso.

"No," I said while walking over to the vanity and sitting down to pretend to do my makeup.

"No?" He asked, following me and leaning against the drawers to face me.

"Nothing happened," I mumbled, re-curling my eyelashes.

"Don't lie to me," He said softly. "You were in a bad mood the second you got in my car this morning."

"You said you were having a good day earlier," I reminded him. "I don't want to bring you down."

"Jade, my day is only good when yours is too," He looked down at me, staring until I'd cave. "Come on," He brushed my hair back, tucking it behind my ear and I gave in.

"I got into it with my mother this morning," I muttered. "It was stupid."

"What happened?"

"She found my script for 'Well Wishes'," I revealed.

"And she read it?"

"All of it," I sighed, rubbing my forehead. "She hated it and said she 'forbids' me to try and get it produced."

"What? Why?" Beck wrinkled his eyebrows, looking cute and upset simultaneously. "It's amazing. And you worked so hard on it."

"She doesn't care," I shrugged. "She thinks it reflects poorly on our family."

"What?"

"She said people will interpret it as me and my father having a 'strained relationship'," I rolled my eyes.

"Wow," He shook his head. "What are you gonna do?"

"I don't know. I mean…it's important to me…but I don't want things to get any worse at home…"

"What do you want to do?" He rephrased the question, looking deep in my eyes as I tried to think clearly.

"I want to put my play on," I admitted.

"Then do it."

"Beck, I—,"

"No," He held a finger up, interrupting me. "There's nothing you can say to change my mind. Or yours," He got serious, leaning down and looking focused. "Babe, you're the most talented person I know. You shouldn't let anyone stop you from doing what you love," He finished with a smirk.

"Who in the world gave you that advice?" I smiled, knowingly. I couldn't believe he'd remembered it word for word. It was so long ago…

Just like that I was thirteen again, riding my bike from my new house to Beck's. I was pissed off because he hadn't been returning my calls or texts and we'd only just begun dating. If this was a sign of things to come, this relationship wasn't going to work out.

I rode into his familiar backyard, and hopped off my bike, leaning it against his house to let myself in the back door. His parents cars weren't here but I knew he was. I stomped up the stairs and marched to his room, banging on the door as I opened it.

"What the hell is your problem, Oliver?" I was raising my voice as I walked in. "What kind of boyfriend doesn't call back on a Saturday night?" I asked, then paused when I looked around to see him sitting on his bed.

He had his legs crossed and his back to the wall, and something about his expression made me realize something was wrong. His eyes were sullen as he looked up at me then back down to stare at his fingers in his lap. I walked over to him and sat on the edge of his bed, not really sure where to start.

"Sorry I didn't call back," He mumbled. "My phone died," He pointed to where it sat on his desk.

"It's okay," I found myself suddenly forgiving; I wasn't going to kick him when he was down. "What's going on?"

"Nothing," He sulked on.

"Beck," I gave him a look that told him I could see right through him and he kind of shrugged.

"I got a letter from Hollywood Arts," He sighed and pushed his hair back.

"And?" I scooted closer; we'd been waiting to hear from the school for weeks, why had he waited so long to tell me?

"I got in," He sounded far less excited than I actually was.

"Beck!" I smacked his arm as if it'd wake him up. "That's amazing! Why are you sad about that? This is great news!"

"I know," He gave me a small smile that I wasn't buying so he dropped it. "It's just…my parents weren't as excited about it."

"What? Why not?" Beck's parents could get on my nerves sometimes, but I'd always known them to be good to him.

"They don't think it's a good idea for me to 'put all my eggs in one basket'," He used air quotes for a stupid saying I just knew his mother said.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"If I go to Hollywood Arts," He continued. "I'm basically committing to doing acting."

"So what?" I wasn't getting it. "As long as I've know you, you've always wanted to be an actor." I reminded him.

"I do," He agreed, but looked back down at his fingers.

"Beck," I reached out and took his hands in mine. "What is it?" He looked up at me and hesitated, taking the longest pause of my life.

"What if I'm not good enough?" His voice had gotten so quiet and unsteady, I'd never heard it like that.

"What if you are?" I countered.

"Think about it," He shook his head. "There's so many people in the world trying to get into acting, how am I supposed to compete? I mean," His voice started shaking and he swallowed hard. "If my own parents don't believe in me, what makes you think anyone else will?"

I was frozen as I realized he was crying. I hadn't seen him cry since he broke his arm falling out of the tree in my backyard. They were all valid questions, but I didn't expect them from him. He always seemed so confident.

"You do," I answered after too long. He looked up, confused. "Who cares what your parents think, you know you're good enough. I know it too so I don't know why you're doubting yourself now."

"What if they're right?" His voice was panicked.

"Bottom line," I was as blunt as possible. "Do you love acting?"

"You know I do," He nodded, it was trivial.

"Then listen," I took his face in my hands, wanting to make sure he was paying attention. "You're the most talented person I know. You shouldn't let anyone stop you from doing what you love." I let go of him as he nodded and looked back down. He wiped his eyes for a moment and looked up. "Okay?" I asked.

"Okay," He nodded, smiling for real this time.

"So…okay?" Beck asked me, holding my hand back in the dressing room.

"Okay," I nodded, grinning.

"Great," He stood up straighter, pulling me to stand with him. "Now let's get you back into that hamburger."

"Sexier words were never spoken."

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Tori's POV

"These IDs don't look real," I said, looking down at my new fake ID that Andre just handed me. According to it, I was 21 years old and a student from the University of Nebraska.

"Sure they do," Andre nodded as he finished handing them out to our gang. "My cousin makes them for all the high school around here and they always work."

"Stacy?" Jade read her ID in a disgusted tone. "You couldn't pick a better name than Stacy?"

"My mom's name is Stacy," Robbie said.

"Case in point," She rolled her eyes and put it in her back pocket.

"At least you're American," Beck told her as he showed her his card. "I'm a foreign exchange student from France."

"Maurice Pierre?" Jade read then rolled her eyes. "Seriously?"

"Hey," Andre spoke. "I don't see any of your guys' cousins offering half price on fake IDs. Let's have some respect."

"I like mine," Cat smiled. "I'm Briana Berry," She giggled. "I sound delicious."

"You sound fake," Jade scowled at Andre. "We're never gonna get in with these." She shook her head and crossed her arms over her chest as a breeze blew by.

We were standing around Andre's car in the parking lot of a club in Hollywood. It was Jade's idea to do something more 'grown up' after the Diddly Bops debacle; plus we wanted to celebrate Andre's great rewritten song.

"Yes we will," Andre insisted. "It's all in the attitude," He adjusted his leather jacket's collar and stood up straighter. "Think mature thoughts," He said before leading the way towards the entrance.

"Stacy?" Beck offered his arm formally to Jade with a smirk.

"Why thank you Maurice," She deepened her voice and took his arm, walking behind Andre and Cat, leaving me with Robbie. We trailed into the line formed outside the club's door and waited as some people were let inside and others were turned away.

"I'm getting nervous," Robbie told Andre in a hushed tone as we got closer to the door.

"Don't be," Andre said. "Just chill, leave the talking to me." There was only one group ahead of us when a girl that looked around twenty five started pushing her way in front of us. We didn't complain as she struck up a conversation with the bouncer; a friend apparently. After a few moments, the girl waved to someone behind us and a guy around the same age made his way through the crowd.

Again, we didn't say anything, until he passed Beck and Jade. I saw him look her up and down before he walked by and copped a feel, pretending there was no other way to get by. Jade didn't say anything as his hands reached her, but rolled her eyes. Beck, on the other hand, noticed and spoke up.

"Hey man," Beck stopped the guy in his tracks. "What the hell?"

"I wasn't doing anything," He put his hands up though.

"Let it go," Jade said quietly, putting a hand on Beck's chest.

"Yeah, bro," The guy mocked him with a smug look. "Let it go." He walked into the club with the girl, leaving Beck with a clenched jaw.

"Next!" The bouncer called us forward.

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"Told you they'd work," Andre had to shout over the music as we passed a speaker. We'd gotten into the club awhile ago and spent some time dancing, but were going to get something to drink.

"Whatever," Jade called back to him as we got to the bar.

"I'm gonna go find a restroom," Beck told mostly her before turning to leave. I still wasn't over their whole time out method from before, but I was glad he was able to handle her before we had to perform for the kids.

"Have you heard anything else from that record producer?" Jade asked Andre.

"Not yet," He shrugged.

"You will," She reassured him, throwing me for a loop. "That rewrite was really good."

"Thanks," He smiled at her and ordered us all drinks. As we waited for the bartender to come back, I caught sight of the couple from outside earlier. The girl was saying something with an angry expression and the guy was pretending to listen while rolling his eyes.

"…and that was so not the first time that's happened," We could all hear her as she ranted on. "You check out every girl like right in front of me it's so not even funny anymore. And they're not even hot!" Jade rolled her eyes in my direction, annoyed at them already.

"No one's hotter than you, babe," The guy said, lamely.

"Ugh," She didn't buy it either. "Don't even try that. I'm so pissed right now, this is just like that thing with my friend Shelly all over again."

"Can't you just drop it?" He replied with a groan.

"Umm, no!" She sounded like she was from the valley and it was almost comical. "You can't just—hey!" She objected and I glanced over to see him holding her bicep kind of roughly.

"You need to drop this," He said in a lower, angrier tone. "Got it?"

"Let me go!" She whined and before I could react, Jade had already turned around, the group and I staring at the scene.

"Let her go, asshole," Jade told the stranger, sending me into panic mode. She didn't even know who this guy was!

"Mind your own business," He replied, but let go of his girlfriend's arm.

"Grow a pair, and pick on someone your own size," She put a hand on her hip, not backing down.

"Someone like you?" The guy stepped forward and grabbed her arm off her hip, making Cat squeak and my heart race.

"Hey!" Beck appeared out of nowhere and intervened. "Don't touch her," He sounded more threatening than I'd ever heard, and the guy let go.

"You let your girlfriend fight all your battles for you?" He told Beck in a taunting tone.

"No," Jade responded as Beck moved to stand a bit more in front of her. "That'd be an unfair fight considering you're a little bitch."

"Gank," The guy had barely finished saying the word when Jade's right hook swung up and her fist connected with his jaw in a loud snap. He doubled back and fell on the ground, his idiot girlfriend screaming at the top of her lungs.

"Jade!" I called out, but it was too late. The guy was scrambling to his feet and I could already see the bouncer heading towards us.

"Uhh…guys?" Andre noticed him too. "What do we do?" He panicked as we were running out of time.

"Run!" Beck yelled, pulling Jade's hand with him and leading us out through the sea of people. We didn't stop running till we got back in Andre's car, and my heart didn't stop racing till he'd driven us blocks away.

"That was crazy!" Andre was still keyed up and out of breath.

"Jade, what were you thinking?" Robbie disapproved of her methods.

"What?" She rolled her eyes. "I really hate that word." She said, making us all burst out in laughter.

"I wonder where he even heard it," Beck shook his head and put his arm around her.

"I wonder when we're gonna get some food," Andre said, rubbing his stomach. "I'm starving."

"Me too," Cat seconded.

"What do you wanna eat?" I asked generally.

"I don't know," Beck answered with a smirk. "But chicken nuggets make me lose control."

The end! For now!
So Liz Gillies' show was ahhhmazing, you should youtube it if you haven't already : ) Obviously, I needed a few days to recover from it lol

Also, I'm always glad to have people review honestly about the story (without being mean) so I hope no one ever feels bad about that. I try to take in everything you guys say to make it better but still my own and I hope that works out into something you'll all still like, but you can't always make everyone happy, right?

That being said, I hope most of you enjoyed this chapter lol