Here we go! This is the first ~drabble that's not directly inspired by an episode, although I did get the idea while watching "Jade Dumps Beck" (I like to think that Jade is a little more thoughtful than she appeared :P). It's actually a two-parter and the second part will be coming up soon :) I hope you enjoy it! If they ~sound a little different it's because I tried to write them a little younger - around 14, as freshman.

Thanks to everyone who suggested things to write - I definitely got a few great ideas and hope to finish those soon :) But of course, do continue to let me know what you think and suggest new things!

I don't own Victorious or any recognizable material.

Jade whacked the vending machine with her fist a few more times. "UGH!" The stupid thing just ate her last dollar bill. All she wanted was a drink, was that so frikkin' hard? She kicked the machine for good measure. But still nothing.

Suddenly someone leant against the vending machine next to her.

"Everything okay?" A male voice asked and she turned to look at him. It was that guy from her class with Sikowitz. He was a freshman, like her. Actor guy. With the hair. Buck? Jade never paid attention to people's names because she probably wouldn't like them anyway.

"Yes, I just like yelling at vending machines," she said, rolling her eyes and turning back to the machine.

His lips turned up for a moment at her sarcasm, before turning serious. "What happened?"

She just wanted this guy to go away so she could continue beating up the machine. But something stupid about how he leaned forward as he talked made her answer him.

"Stupid machine just ate my dollar."

He pulled his hand out of his pocket, holding a folded dollar and before she could refuse he put it into the machine. "Here."

"Whatever." She said, not looking at him, but slamming her fist down on the button. The machine shook a little and soon enough they heard the noise of a can tumbling down to the opening. She grabbed it, opening it in one swift motion.

"Lemonade. Good choice. That's my favourite." He grinned, still standing in front of her. Why?

"Good for you. You can leave now." She said, between gulps. God, she had been really thirsty. She supposed she'd have to thank him at some point, right? Well, not if he kept talking.

"I'm Beck. You're Jade, right? Friends with the red head?" he asked

"Her name is Cat." She answered, deadpan. Actually, she was surprised he knew her name but not Cat's. Cat's the one that actually made friends in the two weeks since school started. Jade was perfectly content to have the one (mildly annoying but tolerable) friend from middle school.

"Cool," he nods. "We're in Sikowitz's Intro to Acting class together," he reminds her, as though she would've forgotten.

"Everyone is in Sikowitz's Intro to Acting class." She looks at him. Seriously, what did he want now?

He chuckled, looking at the floor for a second, "Touché." Wait, was he blushing?

Jade sighed, "Look, I don't do small talk so if you have something important to say, say it. Or better yet, just leave now and let me drink in peace."

"Do you want to go out sometime?" He asked suddenly, one hand playing with his bag strap nervously.

She stared at him. She didn't like this guy, but even she could appreciate good looks. And good hair. And this guy had both. "Not really."

"Will you anyway?" He asked without hesitation, as if he expected her first answer. Huh, rejections couldn't be common for this guy.

"Why?"

He shrugged. "I don't know. I'd like the chance to try to win you over."

"I'm not a prize."

"I'm aware of that. Besides, if it goes terribly, you'll have an actual reason to hate me?" He offered, a smirk on his lips.

"Who says I don't have one now?" She asked and he just stared at her until she was unable to stop a tiny smile from forming on her lips. Maybe he wasn't so bad. He seemed to get her a little more than anyone else did.

"Fine." She sighed, taking a final swig of her lemonade before crushing the can and chucking it into the bin nearby.

He raised an eyebrow, and she wasn't sure if he was amused by her or surprised she actually agreed to a date. Hell, she was surprised herself.

"Cool, today after class?" He wasn't going to let her get out of this, was he? And it was a Friday, so she couldn't even use the homework excuse.

"Yeah."

"I'll meet you by the Asphalt cafe then."

"You're taking me to the Asphalt cafe?" she asked.

"No, but I thought you'd want to get some coffee first?" He asked, looking at her like she had missed the obvious. He grinned, walking off without letting her respond. Her eyes followed him, her mind buzzing.

Beck stood near the Grub Truck, hands shoved in his pockets. Sure he looked calm. But on the inside he was kind of freaking out. He had asked Jade West out. And she said yes. Well, eventually. She had seemed surprised that he even knew who she was. She obviously didn't know how guys talked about her. He's wanted to talk to her since the second day when she glared at him for bumping into her, but Jade West isn't someone you just start a conversation with.

When he saw her beating up the vending machine, he wasn't sure what came over him. Some weird wave of courage. So he went for it. And here he was, two weeks into the school year, after class, waiting to meet Jade West for a date.

He saw her making her way towards him, looking at something on her phone. She was the only 14 year-old he knew that wore that much black. She just totally intrigued him. She seemed like she didn't care about anything in the world, but he'd seen her act in class. It was obvious she worked hard. And she was definitely talented.

"Hey," he said when she got closer. "You came."

"You said you were buying me coffee." She said bluntly. Actually he didn't, but he said nothing and just nodded towards the coffee cart.

"What do you want?"

"Black with two sugars,"

His eyes widened, the only person he knew who drank black coffee was his dad. He'd tried it once and spat it into the sink. But he guessed two sugars who sweeten it somewhat. There was probably a metaphor somewhere in that.

"Sure thing," he smiled at the vendor and ordered hers and a latte for him. She smirked at him like he was weak.

"So, what are we doing on this date?" She used her fingers for quotation marks before grabbing her coffee and taking a swig.

He shrugged, "No idea."

She looked at him, confused.

"I have no idea what you like, so instead of forcing you to do something you might hate I just thought I'd let you decide," he said casually. Actually, he'd spent the last two classes trying to think of things he could do for a first date with Jade that wouldn't make her want to hurt him. He kept coming up empty.

Jade stared at him for a couple seconds, before shrugging herself. "Let's go to the beach."

Beck hid his shock. Two hours of trying to figure out where to take Jade and the beach hadn't crossed his mind once. She didn't strike him as the sun-and-surf kind of girl. But then he had a feeling that she had a few surprises up her sleeve.

Jade walked a few feet before turning around, "You coming or what?" she asked, her tone on the edge of annoyed. He opened his mouth to say something, but decided against it and it just settled into an amused smile as he followed behind her.