A/N: So I haven't updated in like ages! But school's getting in my way. Plus I couldn't decide what my next chapter was going to be about. I have a MILLION ideas in my head, but to incorporate it into this story would make it too long.

Disclaimer: Don't own nothing.

Beck's POV

"We checked everywhere Beck, she might have ditched school. As far as we know, she could be roaming the streets of L.A. this very moment." Andre spoke, his voice, trying but failing, to reassure me. We were looking for Angie, a crowd of my friends dawdling behind me. With the exception of Trina, who didn't really count. She was 'schmoozing' some of the 'A-listers'. Stupid A-listers.

"But one place" I desisted, causing everyone to blunder into me. I stood infront of the convential ochre door. The Janitor's Closet. The place where our little group of seven people, went for their agitation. As if on cue, a shriek could be heard from the other side. A chastening noise was followed, and a disgusting man wrapped in blankets bounded out.

"CREEP!" Angie's voice was heard, hard and scary. The door was flung close before we could reach it.

I twisted around hoping one of my friends would confront her.

Oh how I was wrong.

My hand clasped the cool handle, twisting it, resulting in a click.

"Whatcha' doin'?" my voice invariable, my friends gradually walking in.

Angie was bordered my millions of ripped up paper. She was cutting up one of that creepy dude's blankets.

"What!" She snapped, her nose stud glinting in the light. She and Jade have become close friends, since they were pretty scary. Different types of scary, but still scary. So Jade went to get a nose piercing for her. It honestly made her look much better, pulling it off as good as Jade.

Andre nudged me, arousing me to go on. " Did your audition go well?"

Angie had auditioned for the role of Belle in Beauty and the Beast. It was upcoming and was going to be put up for school.

"Better than I thought it would" her voice languidly sweet, an acrimonious, strained smile on her face.

"So why are you in this closet?" Cat's high pitched voice chirped.

"It's called sarcasm, airhead" Rex, the puppet's, deep voice snapped.

"What's that supposed to mean!" An expression of horror plastered on her face.

"Oh shut up everyone!" Jade yelled at them, a flash of sheepishness on their faces.

"What happened?" Tori's voice, filled with concern, asked.

"They wouldn't let me audition because I said I wouldn't sing"

"Then why didn't you?" I reminisced that time in the car. "You surely can" I blurted out.

No! Why'd I say that.

Befuddlement crossed everyone's, but my, face.

"Incident at my last school. End of year, talent competition. Don't make me go in full detail" Angie monotonously answered, their unasked, question. "Never wanted to sing again."

"What exactly happened in your audition?" Robbie frowned over his thick glasses.

"They said my acting was 'superb' but they asked me to sing. I said no. They kicked me out. Well they exactly said ' I'm sorry but you are not eligible for the play'. End of story"

"But if you can sing. Why don't you?" Andre's eyebrows were ferociously knitting together. He was evidently brainstorming an idea for a song.

"I'm" Angie hesitated, pondering on whether to go on. "I'm shy" She replied sheepishly. "Plus, I can't think of any songs to sing. My voice range is lower than most people's" Andre immediately started to shuffle through his bag, after hearing her last word. He pulled out a few sheets of paper and handed them to her.

"Andre? What is-" Angie started but was discontinued by Andre.

"Can you sight read?" Andre rushed sternly. Angie replied with a small, bewildered nod. "Good. Take these. It's sheet music for a new song I wrote. Got to the audition. Play piano and sing it. Trust me, you'll kill" Angie was still sitting on the floor, looking up at us like a little girl displaced in a mall. "Now!"

"Oh!" And Angie stood up and ran away.

~Days later~

Outside the Black Box Theater, I was anxiously waiting with my friends. I was exceedingly apprehensive to see what role Angie got. They were having a run through on parts today, as everyone who auditioned got a part. The one's who didn't get leads got minor parts, such as an extra. I auditioned and got the role of the beast. But this was a run through for the extras, and since Belle hadn't been cast yet, all the girls who wanted her part would see if they were cast as the lead role or an extra.

Awkwardly, many of the girls wanted the part because of me. I was still single and was on the 'most datable boys list'. It was put together by the A-listers and was apparently a huge honor. Which I couldn't really understand. Stupid A-listers. Belle in the play would interact with the beast and would have to kiss him.

Go figure.

But I only wanted Angie to get the role. Not that I like her or anything. Pshh.

It's because we're friends. Just friends.

My foot tapped impatiently on the floor, pacing back and forth whenI felt a firm hand on my shoulder. I turned around to see Andre looking at me.

"She going to make it" Andre reassured me. As if on cue, Angie came out holding a stack of papers. Behind her, A crowd of kids accumulated out, smiles and frowns. Angie's face unreadable and monotonous.

"Did you make it?" I pressured, but all Angie did was hand me the stack of papers, which were stapled together neatly. I scanned the front page which read:

BEAUTY AND THE BEAST – SCRIPT

*Only important participants in this play will receive a script. Minors and extras will not get a copy, and can practice from the copy of the script that has been posted online. As a last resort, you may practice with a person who has a copy of this script, such as a lead role.

I flipped open to the first page, to see which part was highlighted. And there, inundated by a fluorescent blue, the word BELLE was allocated. I looked up, a huge grin on mine an Angie's face.

"Oh my god!" I hugged her warmly, and muffled into her hair. "You got it"

"Yes" She pulled away. "But, I wouldn't have got it if someone didn't write some amazing song and asked me to use it." She turned to Andre, still grinning broadly. "Thank you" She said sincerely, hugging Andre. While hugging, Andre looked at me and mouthed:

Need to talk, now.

I nodded in return. This was not going to be good. Andre never talked privateley unless it was major. We excused ourselves from our friends and we headed to the back of the school, which had an almost always, empty bathroom. Sinjin and his special effects crew were the only ones who took a piss there, which hardly happened. Somehow, they had oddly enormous bladders in their skinny bodies.

Andre peeked under all the stalls and turned to me. "You got it bad"

"Got what bad?" I replied befuddled.

"Bad for Angie" Andre said brusquely. He sat on the counter top and swung his legs.

"No I don't!" I inadequately protested. Andre hadn't fallen for it.

"I see the way you look at her. It's pretty obviou-" Andre was cut off by Simon, one of the lighting creeps, walking in.

"Get out!" Andre roared. That pretty much sent the guy absconding.

"Is it that obvious?" I questioned Andre, turning back to him.

"I knew you did" he replied smugly "And yes, at least to Jade, Tori and me. Cat and Robbie, are kind of clueless. Seeing as they're pretty close to going out. They're focused on their own romance." Andre was waving his hands in the air, emphasizing the word romance.

"Do you think she knows?"

"Possibly" Andre answered genuinely. "She's a woman. They can do some messed up shit man"

"Do you think she likes me back?"

"Well, I can honestly say she probably does. But I'm not sure." he hesitated, stroking his apparitional beard. Even though it was nonexistent, Andre looked pretty astute. "Ask her out" He finally came to conclusion.

"What if she only thinks of me as 'a friend'" I added air quotations to emphasis a famous quote girls always used. "I don't want to be stuck in the friend zone"

"Dude, you've already been there, and the walls on that zone is almost broken for you. All you need to do is ask her out to make the wall crumble. All you need is the hammer bro" I gave Andre less credit than he procured. "You guys have the lead role in a romance/musical. She's obviously going to feel something."

I shrugged, pondering on what Andre was getting to. "Yeah, but when?"

"Well, the play is only for one night, right?"

"Yeah, which I really don't get. Ms. Sarweh also won't let us practice the big kiss scene. We're only supposed to do it on the show. She said it was to 'keep the chemistry'"

"Exactly! After the show ask her out. She'd be so frazzled by the emotion of the kiss, that she can't say no"

"What if she's so frazzled, that she's confused. Then there'd be pressure for days!"

"Just do it. Trust me."

"Ok. Now let's go to class. We're already late"

A/N: Again, really sorry that I haven't updated! Tell me how you like it. If you have any ideas, just tell me through a review. Ciao!