So I really wanted to get this chapter up since this story is almost done! Hopefully today I'll get the first chapters up for at least one more story. ENJOY!

I OWN VICTORIOUS! Wait... No I don't forget what I just yelled. But I have one thing to say to all of you BADE FOREVA!

Jade's POV

I can't love Beck back. I can't. That shows weakness. No matter how much I enjoyed that kiss, WHICH I DIDN'T! I sat in that closet some of my best and worse memories where in with tears streaming down my face, cutting up trash cans. Why did Beck have to kiss me? Why in that fleeting moment did I kiss him back? Beck's better without me. I'm the mean girl, in all possible ways Beck is too good for me. I remember when we first started dating all the girls asked 'Why is he going out with HER?' No one liked me, other that Cat and Beck. I heard the door open. Hoping it was Cat I looked up and saw one of my least favorite girls, Tori.

"What do you want?" I snapped. Was it so much for her not to bother me? I didn't want to be disturbed by her. Yet here was Tori.

"Jade, are you coming to lunch?" Tori asked sitting down next to me in defeat.

I thought about it. "No, I can't face... Him." She nodded. I couldn't dare speak his name.

"Beck seemed broken when you ran out of the room," Tori told me. After that play where we were husband and wife we became sort of friends.

"Good for him," my heart lurched. Beck broken? He was someone who was always so calm, he never showed things like being broken.

"Do you still love him?" she asked after silence. I stared at her and sighed.

"It's like you and Andre," I began. I saw Tori stiffen at the mention of Andre. "I love Beck but I'll never get him back. I lost him and now I have to learn to live without him. I have to learn to live without kissing him and having him always get me coffee. Even though I know I love him I always tell myself I'm over him. I'm not. I will never be."

"I'm sorry Jade," Tori said. "I-I just wish Andre would look at me like Beck looks at you." I looked up startled.

"And how exactly does Beck look at me?" I dared to ask. "With fear? Distain?" She shook her head.

"He looks at you with... Love," Tori replied. "Like he wants you." That can't be true. Can it? Beck looking at me like he want me? No. I stood up abruptly.

"I'm ditching," I told Tori. " I can't to this and I won't do it. Bye." With that I storm out of the closet and walk all the way home. Oh, and if I met Andre on my way out, well I'd give him a peace of my mind!

Tori's POV

The door slammed shut. I flinched. Why did Andre kiss me? It's not fair. I've had this huge crush since the day I first met him. Jade asked me if I liked Beck when we became sort of friends. I told her truthfully, 'No. I like Andre.' That seemed to amaze Jade. But Andre never looks at me like Beck looks at Jade. We're just friends. And that's probably all we'll ever be. The door opened at that moment. Andre walked into the closet. I looked up at him.

"Jade said you'd be here," Andre smiled at me making my heart stutter. "She also said something about me breaking your heart, she'll never forgive me, and I'm a jerk." I blushed. "Look I'm not completely sure what I did but I'm really sorry." I looked up in shock.

"It's nothing Andre," I muttered.

"The Tori Vega I know wouldn't be sitting in a closet crying," I wiped my eyes, he could tell? "That's not the girl I fell in l- became friends with."

"What?" I gasped. "You nearly said 'fell in love with'! What in the world Andre?"

"Um...," Andre looked uncomfortable. "Look Tori we need to talk." He sat down next to me. Our shoulders brushed.

"What about Andre?" I asked faking innocent.

"Us," he whispered. That magical word, us. "The kiss."

"It was just a stage kiss, like Beck and I's on that second day," was it just me or did Andre tense up when I mentioned Beck?

"Did you want it to be more?" He asked. "And tell me the truth."

"Yes," I breathed out. He turned toward me with those chocolate brown eyes that made me melt every time.

"Then let's try this again," he murmured leaning in. I closed my eyes as Andre's lips met mine. This one was better than the first. My hands went around his neck as he brought me closer. We kissed until air became a problem. Only then did I open my eyes to find Andre staring at me.

"Soooooo?" he asked. I smiled and kissed him again. "I like that response." I chuckled at his expression.

"Get used to it," I smiled. I laid my head down on his shoulder as Andre's arm wrapped around my waist. "So are we going out now?"

"If you want we could," Andre said. I nodded eagerly. Something had finally gone my way.

So... Did you like it? I'm proud to say, there is one chapter left to type! So enjoy this and tell me what you think? I love this story but I'm happy it's almost over! You should really favorite this story!