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Beck's POV

I lay in bed, unable to sleep. I tossed from side to side, flipped the pillow over a million times, threw my duvet off and on and off again. I couldn't settle; the conversation my brain was having with itself seemed to keep me awake.

I'd cheated. That was all I could think of. I done what I swore to Jade I'd never, ever do. I thought I loved her… I did love her… I DO love her. What am I doing?

So why was Tori all I could think of? Her laugh replayed in my brain and it was as though she'd absentmindedly tattooed herself to my mind. I tried to come up with some explanation as to why she'd done it. The only one I could think of was that she was upset about her date and I was there. It was simply a case of being in the wrong place at the wrong time for her. But there was no excuse for me. There were two of us there; I leaned in, as did she. We kissed each other, there was no way it could possibly have been one-sided. I didn't even stop it, she did.

The guilt began to kick in as I received a text from Jade.

'Meet you outside school tomorrow. Bring coffee or I'll kill you,' it read. No kisses, no nothing, but it was still just enough to make me feel awful. I wanted to tell her everything but I couldn't – and don't think I'm a coward; I'm doing it for Tori's safety. I've seen Jade mad before and let me tell you, she doesn't hold back.

Jade. Poor Jade. I'd done my best to reassure her that nothing was going on with Tori and me for MONTHS. In all fairness nothing had been going on, but now was a different story. If she happened to go on a jealous rant tomorrow, what was I going to do? Break down, blatantly lie to her face, ignore her? None of those seemed like suitable options, but I definitely had to pick one because Jade rarely went a day without becoming insecure about losing me to Tori. I used to find Jade's possessive behaviour endearing, it made me feel as though she was afraid to lose me, but as I become increasingly irritated, it's all begun to unravel as though she's been suffocating me. Her imperfections made her, well, perfect in my eyes… but Tori's seemingly-flawless cover was trapping me in a way that Jade never knew how to do.

The next day, I arrived at school like a zombie. Those awful thoughts had set up camp in my mind until about 3:30 this morning, so four hours sleep really didn't do anything for me.

"You look terrible," Jade greeted me, snatching the coffee from my hand and taking a long gulp. "What's up?"

"Gee thanks. Nothing, just a restless night."

She linked her arm through mine and tried leading me to class. I stopped short, knowing full well that Tori would be in there. We'd probably be assigned some sort of romantic love scene that would be so unbelievably awkward.

"You sure you're okay?" Jade asked with genuine concern in her voice. She felt my head and continued, "You don't seem yourself."

"Yeah, I'm just gonna nip to the bathroom. Meet you inside."

I splashed my face with cold water and stared at myself in the mirror, telling myself to get a grip before strutting into class with what I only hoped looked somewhat confident.

The first person I clapped eyes on was the brunette herself. She looked amazing – not at all tired or nervous or unnerved by anything. She chatted happily to Andre and Cat and Robbie and even gave me a little wave and a smile when she noticed me walk in.

"So he finally called you?" I heard Cat giggle. Tori grinned at her.

"Okay, we get the hint, this is girl-talk," Andre said.

"Yeah, total girl-talk," Robbie echoed with a nod of agreement.

"Whatever," Rex interrupted. "You were loving it."

Andre dragged Robbie and Rex to the other side of the room. I'm not proud, but I did my best to eavesdrop on the girls' conversation. I could only gather that Kane had called Tori, and she was really happy about it and they were going out again tomorrow night. Again I got a feeling in the pit of my stomach, but it was completely different to the one I'd felt last night. I really didn't care much for this one; it felt as though all my insides had jumbled up, and not in a nice way. If your insides CAN jumble up in a nice way? I may never know.

I also may never know what Tori Vega was doing to me, and how exactly she was doing it without even trying.