Jade's POV

"Beck! Hello?! I'm talking to you! Get off of your phone!" I yell at him.

We're at my house and all he's doing is going through his phone. It's irritating me way too much. Ugh.

He looks up. "What?"

I sigh. "I was talking to you! You aren't paying attention to me."

He rolls his eyes. "Oh, my bad! I guess you should talk to Justin because he pays SO much attention to you."

I stare at him. "What? Is that what this is about? You're jealous of Justin?"

He sighs. "Maybe I am! Because you make NO effort to tell him to stop paying attention to you," he shouts at me.

I smirk. "Please. You have no reason to be. You never make an effort to get Tori to stop paying attention to you! Now you're getting mad at ME because he apparently likes me? I barely even talk to him and you know it!"

He sighs again. "Ugh fine. I'm sorry."

"Duh," I say.

He laughs and pulls me to him. He gently kisses me and I get lost.

"Ahem," someone says behind us. We quickly pull away from each other and see my mom standing a few feet away from us.

"Sorry Mrs. West," Beck apologizes. Mom smiles at him and frowns at me. "It's okay Beck. Just...never mind." She walks away.

I whine as soon as she goes. "No fair! How come it's always 'It's okay Beck' and for me it's 'Jade, give me your computer'?" I complain.

He laughs and pulls me into another kiss. And I get lost in it again.

Beck's POV

The next day, I pick Jade up from her house to go to school. She smiles as she steps into my car.

"Hey Beck."

"Hey Jade."

We kiss for about 10 seconds and pull apart. "Okay let's go," I say.

As soon as we walk inside the building, I see a crowd of people around Jade's locker. Jade gives me a confused look. I shrug at her, equally puzzled.

Jade walks to her locker. I follow her.

"HEY LOSERS. GET AWAY FROM MY LOCKER!" Jade yells. People start backing away as soon as they hear her. Well, except for one person who was standing in front of her locker, facing us.

Justin.

Jade looks at him confused and gives him a small smile. "Hey. Um, what are you doing? What was going on in front of my locker?" she asks, uncertainly.

He smiles back. "Eh. Why don't you see for yourself?" He moves away.

Jade and I gasp.

Her locker was decorated with black and purple streamers. Her name was spelled out with blue and teal letters. Their were a bunch of scissor stickers around the edges of her locker. It looked great.

I hate Justin.

Justin's POV

Ha. Ha. HA.

In your face Beck! He even looked impressed by my artwork.

"Wow. How did you know that I like scissors?" Jade asks.

I shrug. "Sources." Sources meaning that Robbie kid's weird puppet.

"Well yeah. But she already has her locker decorated," Beck points out, sounding desperate.

Jade shakes her head. "Well yeah. But I love this new design. Thanks Justin."

I smile at her. "You're welcome."

She stares at me and I stare back at her. Her eyes are probably what I like best about her. Besides her tough personality. And her control. And her love of scissors. And the colorful streaks in her hair. And her smile. And her-

"Ahem. We should probably get going, Jade," Beck blurts out, interrupting my thoughts. Jade seems to be waking up from a daydream. "Right. Okay let me just get my stuff. Thanks again Justin."

I grin wider. "No problem."

While she takes her stuff out, I peek at Beck. He's staring at me, obviously not caring if I know that he's looking at me. I stare back but he doesn't seem intimidated. He seems irritated and angry.

Then suddenly he grabs my arm and leads me to the janitor's closet. He closes the door and looks at me again. I gaze around, uncomfortably.

"What?" I finally ask.

"I know what you're trying to do. I know that you like Jade."

I smile in relief. "Well, of course. Are you jealous Beck?"

His eyes flash. "I mean it. Stop trying to make Jade like you. It's NOT going to work."

I roll my eyes. "Instead, it's making you jealous."

He clenches his fists. "I'm serious. Stay away from Jade." Then he opens the door and walks away. I look after him.

He goes to where Jade's standing, in front of her locker. Then unexpectedly, he starts kissing her. I widen my eyes. Huh?

Then they finally pull apart. He takes her hand and guides her to their next class. I look after them. He looks back at me with a smirk on his face. I glare at him. He kissed her in front of me on purpose. Who does he think he is?

He's dead.