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Jade's POV

The freaking preppy girls have been glaring at me all day. It was pissing me off. It's not that I'm concerned that they are going to destroy me socially, or anything. That's impossible.

If there were a popularity ladder, I would be higher than them on it, let's just say that.

The reason it was pissing me off (well, reasons) was that, first of all, I hate staring. I hate the word 'staring', and I hate when people stare, it annoys me. The second reason is that their staring was causing Beck to stare back, which could lead to some pretty serious things. Things, such as him noticing how they are hotter than me (which they aren't, but still) and breaking up with me for them.

So at lunch I sent Beck to buy me an enchilada, and as soon as he was out of sight, I stood up, and walked to their table.

I didn't know any of their names, but they were all wearing pink and looked the exact same, with blonde hair, tan skin, and perfect features. It disgusted me. They all watched as I walked up to their table, and I slammed my fist down on it (an element of surprise). It made a loud noise causing them all to flinch, and others to take notice.

"Look here," I started, "I don't know what your problems are, but if I catch you even glance in my direction, again, you will all end up just like Mary Wilson."

"Who is Mary Wilson?" One of the braver ones asked, in a high, squeaky voice. I smirked at the.

"Exactly my point. So, you better get over whatever problem you have with me and Beck dating, because it is not any of your damn business anyway."

I got back to the table before Beck did, and when he came back , he handed me my enchilada, just like I had asked. I watched the preppy girls intently as I ate it. Not one of them dared to look over at us again.

Beck's POV

I noticed that those annoying preppy girls weren't glaring at Jade and I anymore after lunch which I thought was strange, but I didn't pay it any mind.

Then in Script Writing class, when we were having free time, Andre turned to me, and said, "Kudos to Jade for putting the preppies in their place, today."

I gave him a confused look, and asked, "What?"

"Seriously, dude, you didn't hear Jade screaming at those chicks? She was brutal," Andre said, and then told me all about it.

Right before last hour, I saw Jade at her locker, and slowly walked up to her, "Jaaaade," I said, cautiously. She was angrily shoving books in her locker. I was going to confront her about what Andre had told me.

She kept faced forward as she said, "Beck, I don't know if this is working," She said, not once looking at me.

"What do you mean? It's only been a day," I said, a little hurt. I can't let Jade get away. She slammed the locker, and then turned her back toward me.

"I'm going home," She said, and began to walk away.

"Jade," I said, grabbing her wrist and turning her toward me. That's when I saw that the entire front of her was covered in paint of all different colors. From her head to her toes.

"What in the world happened?" I asked, shocked. She looked pissed.

"Those idiot girls dumped paint all over me in 3D Art, and then I ran out, and found this on my back," She pulled a piece of paper out of her bag and handed it to me, "And it's all because I am dating you."

With that she walked out, and I looked down at the paper. The paper was filled with rude words, all in different colors. Some that stuck out were SLUT, SKANK, WHORE, LOSER, DUMBASS, and BITCH.

I was gonna have to talk to these girls.