Basically every time I have a moment to myself, I try and get a new chapter written. Here's a quick one that I hope you'll like. I know my chapters aren't incredibly long, I'm sorry, but I always try and update as often as I can. All your comments inspire me to write more, keep reviewing please, I really appreciate it!

Tori's POV

I ambled to lunch with Cat on Wednesday afternoon. She was saying something that I wasn't paying much attention to; I simply nodded along and smiled and she seemed happy enough to let me carry on doing that.

"Hi!" Cat said enthusiastically, setting her lunch down. "I was going to bring cupcakes in that my brother made but they exploded."

She pouted for the tiniest second and then her face returned back to normal. How did her mood change that quickly?

"Hey girls," Andre and Robbie replied simultaneously, quite happy to divert the subject away from Cat's exploding cupcakes.

"Where's Beck and Jade?" Cat asked, her eyes wide. "They're normally here first – has something happened?"

I knew she couldn't possibly have known that something actually HAD happened, but that didn't stop my eyes swivelling to the floor. I don't think she noticed.

"Don't worry, Cat, we're right here," Beck said cheerily, patting the now-happy-again girl on the head. She giggled and said hello to them both. Jade barely grunted in reply. Oh she is so rude.

Jade sat next to Rex, typically avoiding any chance of sitting next to me. But that meant Beck had to, and I was sure she'd have done anything to stop that – even putting up with being less than 5cm away from me at a table.

"So, are you two speaking again then?" Cat clapped her hands, eyes swivelling from Beck to me. "Yay!"

"What're you talking about, Cat?" Beck's eyebrows rose. Probably in shock. "We never stopped speaking."

Cat never seemed to be paying attention to anything that comes across negative. She was the last person I'd have suspected to have sussed out that Beck and I weren't talking to each other. Perhaps she listens more that we all give her credit for; maybe when she's quiet she sees and hears things that the rest of us are two stubborn to notice. Maybe Cat wasn't as absent-minded as I thought she was.

"No, Tori and me are very much friends, Cat," Beck made himself smile whilst putting his arm around my waist and one-arm hugging me. "See?"

"Contact!" Jade snapped, forcing us to spring apart.

"Okay!" Cat looked ecstatic, but then her face fell again. "So why did you come out of the janitor's closet looking all frustrated the other day, Beck, and then why did you follow looking upset not long after, Tori?"

How on earth? Beck and I exchanged worried and concerned glances. She hadn't meant to drop us in it; she was just being the usual curious Cat. I widened my eyes at Beck, willing him to say something. He opened his mouth but nothing came out. Everybody on the table had leant forward and was staring at us, expecting an answer or a reply or anything at all. It was probably a good idea that I wasn't sat next to Jade. I might've lost my head by now.

"Oh that!" I replied laughing. "We can explain that. Go on, Beck, tell them why we were in there."

He stared at me in disbelief. I shot him what I only hoped was a pleading look. He rolled his eyes and looked at the rest of the table.

"Come on, handsome, I haven't got all day!" Rex interrupted. "Gotta go meet some Northridge girls, that's what's up."

Rex's outburst obviously gave Beck a little more time to think. It was all he needed. He simply said something about no classrooms being free and we both had free periods and we were trying to write out script. We couldn't think of anything at all so Beck had stormed off and I was sad that I was going to fail. Everybody nodded, happy with the excuse even though it was the most ridiculous thing I'd ever heard. Jade must've thought similarly to me. She shot daggers at the two of us but then looked away. Luckily she was oblivious to the fact that Beck had reached over underneath the table and taken a firm grasp of my hand. He intertwined our fingers and held on tight, giving it a gentle squeeze. I glanced at him but he shook his head without even looking at me. He didn't let go, though.