Kya's POV:

"Kya, I thought you were a singer." Jade said. Acting class hasn't started yet because the teacher is late.

"I still am. Kevin here made me try out for some musical freshman year. Acting was an escape. I loved the feeling of being someone else, so I do both now. My main focus is singing though." I said.

Jade snorted.

"What?" I said. That was offending.

"You sound like Beck. Do you let the character become a part of you, too?" Jade said laughing.

I looked at Beck. He didn't look offended, ust amused.

"Jade, you might not wanna do that." Kevin said. Great now everyone will ask questions.

"Why not? Kya tells me everything." Jade said back to serious.

"Jade, the character does become a part of, but only on stage. I like acting, but it is only temporary. Once you leave that stage you are back in life. Acting isn't my main focus because of that. You can sing all day and night. You can escape there too. Just so you know, I never tell anyone everything. Not een you anymore."

"Kya, what's wrong? Kevin what happened to my friend that didn't let anything keep her from smiling?" Jade was worried now. I knew she woudn't give up.

"Life happened to me Jade. You came here. Nikki, Kevin, and I, we stayed. I left because of life. I came back, but still moved. Nothing's wrong." I said putting on a fake smile.

"Babe, you don't have to keep talking." Kevin whispered in my ear.

I nodded my head.

"So Beck. You escape when you too, or are you just deep?" I said.

"Well, I let the character become a part of me. I put my all into a performance. Jade does the same, she just doesn't admit it." Beck said smiling.

"I thought Jade, you were-"

"Kya, I don't do that anymore. You know what happened. That is why Nikki is alone in that class, or wait does she not do that anymore either." Jade interupted me.

"No she stopped when she started dancing. Jade, does he not know about it?"

"No, no one here does."

Jade used to draw. She was the most amasing artist. One year everything she had worked on was burnt. Someone set the art studio at school on fire. She and Nikki were the only ones who used it. What no one other than Jade and I know is that In that fire was a clean sheet of paper with the words Give up nothing will come, that is why it is all burnt now. It would have ended this way without me. Jade never drew after that.

"I won't tell them, but hey deserve to know. You were fantastic." I said looking in her eyes. I knew she was remembering that fire.

"Kya, even if I wanted to tell them, I wouldn't be able to prove it. I can't." Jade was showing her soft side.

"I know it hurts to think about that, but you were, and I bet you still are, amasing. At least tell Beck." I pleaded.

Jade shook her head. Kevin knew what we were talking about so he wasn't too confused. Beck, on the other hand, had no clue what we were talking about. He looked at Jade, worry washed over his face. She no longer had a blank face, it was covered in fear.

"Jade, he deserves to know. I can't be the one to tell him. You have to. I still have all the proof you need."

"You, you kept after years?" Jade said looking at me.

"Yes, now Jade, tell him. I'm sure he will understand, and if not- Beck I will kill you." I said the last part looking at him. I smiled.

"I used to draw." I barely heard it. Jade whispered with her head down.

"What?" Beck, you are seriously dumb.

"The most amasing things you will ever see." Kevin said before I could make any sarcastic remark.

Beck looked at Jade. I guess she never acted like this around him, or even hinted that she could draw.

I reached in my bag and pulled out one picture I knew would make Jade smile. It was the last picture she had drawn before the fire. I know keeping it with me is wierd, but it reminds of when everything was great; before life happened and ruined everything. It was a butterfly, what made it special was that Jade had drawn it in black and white. You could see every pencil mark. The butterfly was coming out of its cocoon.

"Here Jade. You remember this one?" I said handing her the drawing.

When she saw it her head shot up. Beck was still gaping at its beauty.

"This is the one I made for your birthday because I forgot to give you a present. Why do you still have this?"

"Jade, you don't realise that I kept every drawing. I keep this one with me because of the beauty. When you gave it to me life hadn't happened yet, at least not like it did afterward. In this picture, the catepillar live part of its life but the hardest part is depicted. After this life keeps going, the picture reminds me that I need to move on."

"Kya, please tell me what happened. When you talk like that you aren't being you. Tell me what's wrong." Jade pleaded, picture forgotten.

"Jade, only one person knows what happened, other that me. I am not going to relive the worst part of my life just so you understand. Please understand that."

Jade looked at Kevin. "Please tell me what happened to her."

"Jade. I wish I could. She doesn't want anyone to know. I couldn't do that to her. She has to tell you on her own." Kevin said. I could tell it was hurting him, but no one could know.

"Good morning class, sorry I'm late. Take your seats. We have two students that didn't go here last year. Come up on stage Kya Jones and Kevin Crenshaw." The teacher said. He looked like a hobo.

Kevin and I walked up on stage. I didn't hold his hand or let him put his arm around me.

"Okay, now today we will be doing something different. I noticed when I walked in that you two were talking to Jade West. Is that correct." The teacher said looking at us.

"Yes what does that have to do with class?" I said.

"How do you know her?" The teacher said.

"Its this thing called having friends. You should try it sometimes." I said back. I really didn't want people asking to many questions.

"Sikowitz, quit butting in on my personal life. They are friends, anything other than that you don't need to know." Jade said from her seat in the back.

"Well, I can see how you two are friends. Today class we will get to know the new students. We will play 20 questions. Each student may ask one question to each of these two. 20 total. GO!"

I didn't like the sound of this.

"How long have you know Jade? Each of you answer." One kid shouted from the back. He had an afro and big glasses.

"We have both know Jade since we were little kids." Kevin anwered. I just nodded.

"Do you have a boyfriend?" Some creepy kid asked.

"Yes."

"Who is he?" Some other guy asked.

"Me." Kevin answered.

"Where did you go before here? Both answer."

"I went to Sherwood." Kevin answered.

"I went to a school in New York. Curtis." I said.

"Wait you went to Sherwood? Do you remember me?" Some skinny girl with brown hair said.

"Yes I went to Sherwood. Hey Tori." Kevin siad, not smiling.

"How do you know Tori?" Jade asked.

"She was kind of my best friend's girlfriend for a while. We never really talked much." Kevin said.

"Kya did you know her too?" Jade said.

"No."

"Is your hair naturally that color or did you dye it?" Some girl asked.

"Its natrual."

"What are your talents? Both answer." Some guy with dreads asked.

"I sing and act." I answered.

"I act and write." Kevin said.

"If you sing then you have to play an instrument. What do you play?"

"I play piano." I said.

"Any other instruments?"

"I tried to learn guitar."

"Why didn't you learn?"

"My wrist was broken."

Jade leaned over to Beck.

"What happened to your wrist?" Beck asked.

"I don't know." I said looking at the ground.

Jade whispered to Beck again.

"Kevin what happened to Kya's wrist?" Beck said.

"I don't know. Obviously. Jade quit it." Kevin sounded scary.

"Who is the more possesive in the relationship?"

"Me. I am." Kevin said.

"How did you get in?"

"We auditioned." I said.

20 questions was over. Thankfully this class was too.

A/N: Please review. I'm really not sure how I feel about this chapter.