Hello! :] I have decided to stay… Yup. And this would have been up sooner… But when I finished this my internet was down, and I couldn't post it.
And almost EVERYONE has an iPhone, omg. I'm jealous. D: Thanks to: Digidestend Angel, CourtsxBatFan, mossdawn, AJ Kenobi, fallspring99, Jeremy Shane, Caterina Kitten, M.D.G1986, MariaLuvsYew (Her mom was missing because Cat accused her of going to the casinos and stuffs.. And she was right. :o And MIA means missing in action. :D), threewordseightletters, and alliedawnmarie03 for reviewing! That was a lot for this chapter… Wow, I love you guys. Hahha, enjoy.
I watched them drive off across the country as I sighed. Here we go… A stepping stone to a new life. I walked back inside the cruddy apartment thinking about what I said to Beck… I told him I loved him again, which was completely true, but I don't want to be with him because all we do is fight. I massaged my temples while sitting on the lounger, because of the massive headache I got. The headaches were coming back.. I grabbed my PearPhone and updated on TheSlap.
What's New on TheSlap?:
Tori Vega: ROAD TRIP! The car is even MORE crammed with Beck squeezing in… It bothers me that we left Cat behind. Mood: Bummed-out
Robbie Shapiro: More driving… I'm in the passenger seat next to Jade. ;) Mood: Curious
Jade West: Don't even think about it Shapiro. Do not TOUCH me. You understand that? You will not touch me, you will not talk to me, and you will not touch my scissors. Mood: Annoyed
Andre Harris: DANG Jade… Calm down. Missing my Lil' Red though. Mood: Ugh
Beck Oliver: Missing her more every second… Mood: Upset
Cat Valentine: Headache. I hope this record deal is worth it! Missing Mr. Longneck, the best giraffe in the world! Mood: Alone
I dropped my phone on the floor and lay in bed. I went under the covers and shut my eyes tightly, eventually falling asleep.
I walked in the recording studio and gasped at its beauty. It was so amazing, everything was polished and sleek, and it looked extremely expensive. Mr. Evans explained, "So you'll come in here every afternoon to record some things, I know for sure that you have the talent to make it big. This is Evelyn, my niece. She's in the recording business as well and she'll be your manager. She's still kind of new to this but she'll get the hang of it." He clasped his lips together. "She's only 18, so it's not that huge of an age difference, yes?" Evelyn had stunning brown locks just past her shoulders, blue doe-like eyes, and she was VERY skinny. She smiled: her teeth were straight and super white. "How are you?"
I shook her hand with my free one, "I'm great!"
Mr. Evans clapped, "She'll be like- one of your best friends here."
Evelyn nodded, "Yeah, we'll have a GREAT time together, it'll be so fun!"
I smiled awkwardly as Mr. Evans continued, "This is Smith, and he'll be monitoring your sessions, with sound check and all the good stuff." Smith was bald, and had a headphones tan across the top of his head, does he wear them that much? "He waved, "How do you do?"
"Great, thanks for asking." I waved back.
"He's only 22, so he's quite young as well. I tried to find some people who were in your age range, but had the musician experience. He'll be like your other best friend." Mr. Evans clarified. After a couple of blunt seconds passing, he clapped, "Let's make some magic, shall we?"
I walked inside the booth and was given a 'thumbs up' sign. I nodded and began to sing a capella. I'm in here, can anybody see me? Can anybody help? I'm in here, a prisoner of mystery, can anybody help? Can you hear my call? Are you coming to get me now? I've been waiting here for you to come get me. I need you to hold, all of the sadness hiding in me now...
Mr. Evans held his hand up and muttered something. "Stop, wait!" I stopped and asked, "What happened?"
"You aren't singing happily. What's wrong?" Mr. Evans propped his elbow on the desk.
"I just miss everyone, y'know? It's kind of hard. I just sang what came to me."
"So you don't want to be here, because you said you were a prisoner."
"No, I do… I just don't like where I live, it's musky and dirty and dull and gray and it feels like prison. It's not cozy like my room at home and it's not comforting, what if someone came inside and kidnapped me? I want to take this record deal." I said confidently.
"Very well then, pack up your stuff at home."
"What?" I asked, shocked.
"Pack up your stuff, you're out."
"Out? Out where? I want to take this record deal! Please, please please!" I went down on my knees and pleaded.
Mr. Evans laughed along with Smith and Evelyn. "Not out of here, are you crazy? Your voice is worth a million dollars! Out of your apartment, you're going to move in with Evelyn."
I stood up and fluffed my hair, "Oh okay!" I smiled.
Evelyn hooked arms with mine, "Oh my gosh! We're going to have so much fun! We can talk about boys and have movie nights and do our nails and stuff!" She acted like a 5-year-old, but its okay, because I love all of the things she mentioned.
"Is your house comforting?" I asked.
Evelyn scoffed, "Are you kidding? I have a two story building with a fireplace and a movie theater. Do the math!" She smiled.
I clapped, "Yay!"
"I just have one question."
"What is it?"
"What's up with all the casts?"
"Oh, no big deal. I'm supposed to get them off in three weeks."
"Coolness, let's go pack up your stuff!"
I squealed, maybe this isn't so bad…
It's been two weeks since I had talked to Beck. I hadn't got a call from him or the rest of the gang the whole time I've been here. I sat on my queen-sized bed as Evelyn came in with a tray of cookies. "Hey, is everything alright? You haven't come outside your room all morning."
"Yeah, it's just… I haven't gotten a call from my boyfriend or any of my friends back in Hollywood." I looked down at my phone.
"Then you call them!" Evelyn nudged.
"Okay…" I dialed Tori's number.
"Hello?"
"Hi Tori!"
"Cat? Is that you?"
"Yeah, don't you have caller ID?"
"Yeah, but my phone is being an idiot and putting all the numbers that call me as blocked numbers."
"Wow, that's quite of a pickle!" I giggled. "I said pickle."
"You seem happy,"
"Yeah, it's really fun here, I get my casts off next week and I'm living with my friend Evelyn in this REALLY nice house! You can meet her!"
"How?"
"Over v-chat! Let's webcam!"
"Okay then, let me call Andre, Robbie, Jade, and Beck."
"Oh.. Right. How's Beck?"
"He's great… Good. Fine." She rapidly spat out. "Well, he's been super depressed lately without you by his side… And he doesn't want to call you because every time he hears your voice he breaks down… He's been watching your videos on TheSlap and slamming his head on the table every time he watches you. Everybody thinks he's gone wonky."
"Aw, that's so sad." I furrowed my brows. "Should I call him?"
"He's your boyfriend, not mine. But if I were you, I would call him. 'Kay, I'm online."
"Is Beck online?"
"Yeah."
"I'm going to call him first."
"Good luck."
"Thanks, see you later."
I pressed 'call' on Beck's options. He answered within seconds. "Cat, I miss you so much, I'm so glad you called." He was lying on his couch, hair like a hobo, scruff growing on his chin and above his lip, and bloodshot eyes.
"Oh my God! Beck! What happened? Why do you look so terrible?"
"Thanks." He smiled. "I don't get sleep at night because I think about you."
"Aw!" Evelyn shouted next to me.
"Who was that?" Beck asked curiously.
"This is Evelyn!" I pushed the laptop to her so he saw her face. "She's my manager."
Beck waved casually. "Oh… Hello Evelyn."
"Hey Beck," Evelyn giggled and whispered in my ear, "Y'know, minus the hobo look, he's very cute."
"I know." I nodded and giggled. "He's mine though. You're all mine, right Beck?"
"I'm all yours, you're all mine." Beck smiled. "11 months and 2 weeks until you get back."
"Aw look! He's counting the days!" I covered my face to keep him from seeing me blush. I uncovered my face, "So why didn't you call? I miss you."
"Beca-" Suddenly the door was thrashed open, Alyssa Vaughn standing there. "Beck! What are you doing? Come on! We're going to be late for our dinner reservations!"
Evelyn gasped, "Is that Alyssa Vaughn?"
"Yeah, who are you?" Alyssa gave Evelyn a dirty look as my eyes had tears in them. I opened my mouth in despair as I pushed the camera back on me. "Beck! I thought you said you weren't going to get into a fight with me!"
"Cat, it's not what you think!"
"You're cheating on me!" I wiped a tear from my cheek. "I thought you were done fighting with me and breaking my heart time after time! I thought we finished this! What happened?"
"Cat, please, let me talk!" He pleaded.
"What?"
Alyssa stood impatiently in the background tapping her foot on the ground, "I don't have all day!"
I rolled my eyes and sniffled. Beck continued, "She's just here because I was helping her plan her birthday party. She isn't a bad person; she's my friend, just like Tori and Jade are my friends."
"Yeah, right!" I cried uncontrollably. "I thought you were done with this nonsense! Why do you keep doing this to me? I told you I didn't want to fight anymore! It's only been two weeks and you're already making some date with Alyssa Vaughn!"
"Cat, please! I'm telling the truth!"
"Stop. We are D-O-N-E. Done. I mean it this time. Over the past five BILLION times I've said it, I mean it this time. You're always picking a fight with me you obviously DIDN'T learn your lesson. You don't care about my feelings and you never did. Bye Beck." I exited out of the call and cried in Evelyn's lap as she rubbed my back.
"Aw, honey, don't cry." She frowned. "I hate seeing you like this."
"I told him I didn't want to fight with him anymore, and he does this to me?"
"Cat, sit up hon'." She grabbed my torso and lifted me up. "You have to trust that Beck was telling the truth. He said he was helping to plan her birthday party. Do you trust him?"
"Of course I do! But what if he kisses Alyssa for her birthday or something? What if-"
"That's if. Does he love you?"
"With all of his heart."
"Do you love him?"
"Very much." I nodded.
"If he loves you like you told me, then he wouldn't fall for another girl. He was stand by you, no matter what, no matter where, no matter who it is."
I looked down. She was right. "I just don't know if I can trust Beck to that extent." I shrugged.
"You need to trust someone before you love them." Evelyn placed her hand on my thigh and smiled. "I'll leave you to think…" Evelyn stood up and left the cookie tray on my bed. I clasped my hands together and collapsed onto my bed. I trust Beck… Right?
Gasp! Oh Cat and your trust problems… This was kind of just an introduction chapter to what drama and twists and turns are coming up. :] I'll update as soon as I can… Much love. :]
Random Fact: I'm always scared about the first day of school; who's changed; who hasn't; who are my teachers; are they nice; who are the new students; what classes do I have; and all the stuff like that. And for this year, it's my first year of high school: and I am petrified. Help! Haha.
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