Whoa, 2nd chapter already? Hell, yeah!
I had this strong urge to write today, and that's the result!
I gotta tell you something:
I usually have a little time in the morning before going to school. So, I went on the internet, checking my mails and WHAT IS THAT? I had like tons of e-mails saying "Review Alert".
So a BIG BIG thank you for all your reviews! They totally made my day! (:
And now have fun with chapter 2 of "Um, be what?"
Cat/Beck ftw!
btw: It's like 0:15. NOT a good time, if you have to get up at 6 tomorrow morning. :/
"Oh, um... You don't... I mean..." So, stuttering? Very awkward. Okay, Cat, just take a breath and talk like someone who's not a complete idiot. "You know, you really don't have to feel sorry for me."
Beck chuckled. Again. He did chuckle a lot.. I wonder, if chuckling too much has any affect on your perception.
"Come on, I don't feel sorry for you. I'd just like you to be my partner."
I shook my head. "I'm flattered, but you don't. You saw how terribly I suck at acting."
With his eyes still sparkling in amusement, he gasped theatrically. "You know that's not true. Fine, you may not be the best at flirting, but I noticed that you are a great actress before."
I blushed and looked down. I haven't heard someone appreciating my skills this honestly for forever. "Thank you s-," Wait. Was he making fun of me again?
"Are you mocking me?" I crossed my arms and pouted.
Apparently, he considered me fantastically hilarious! Because he laughed again. Sure, mock me and then laugh at me. Boys are so mean!
I started to walk away. I wouldn't let some jerk bring me down.
Who cares if I got an F on the exercise? I surely did not. I would just skip the assignment.
My 'walking away'-plan didn't work out too well, because a certain someone felt it was necessary to pull me out of the room, down the hall to an deserted corner behind the lockers.
"Heeeey. Watcha doing? My wrists are pretty susceptible, okay?" Beck let go off my arms, sat down, and leaned casually against a wall. I suppose, he thought he looked really hot.. [A/N: Ha, bet he did!]
"So, do you have any ideas for our play yet?"
Erm, what?
"Erm, what?" Did I miss something, here? "I don't think, we were finished talking about that!" Arms crossed again (partly to protect my wrists), I looked down at him.
"About what?" He asked innocently.
"Well, first, why you constantly make fun of me? And secondly, why the heck did you pick me as your partner?"
"First: I wouldn't be here, if I made fun of you. Secondly: I already told you, that I think you're great. I mean... at acting. And I bet there's a lot in you just waiting to show!"
No, Cat, no. No, don't blush! If you bl...
Okay, too late.
But that was just too adorable, wasn't it?
I came to the conclusion, that I shouldn't have been so mean to me, so I sat down and started trying to be really productive to accomplish our task perfectly.
"Oh, oh, oh! Can I be an old grannie that yells all the time? That's offensive, right?" And old grannies don't have to flirt much.
"Okay... But, we kinda.. have to start at the beginning of a relationship, ya know?"
Is it just me, or was he really trying to be more thoughtful, considering what he said and did?
Aww, maybe he wasn't as superficial as I thought he was.
I smiled at him.
That obviously confused him a little. "What?"
"Oh, it's nothing. I was just thinking you're being really nice to me."
It was silent for a brief moment. But not uncomfortably silent.
He cleared his throat. "I try." When Beck smiled this time, I noticed I kind of liked the dimples that were now showing.
"So, what do you think about singing?"
"Um, I like singing." I shrugged.
"I.. meant for the play." He sighed nearly inaudibly.
"Oh, hm. You sure? Do you think we can fulfill Sikowitz' assignment then?"
Since it wasn't singing class, I feared that he would maybe put our work down as 'point missed!'
Clearly, Beck had a different opinion: "Duh! He said we could do it any way we wanted, as long as we follow the condition. And, I mean, you can sing, can't you?"
I nodded hesitantly. I was told that I was a pretty good singer, but I didn't know if Beck, the musical star in school, would think the same.
"Cool, let's hear something!"
Okay, no need to be nervous, Cat. You've done it before. Maybe not in a small corner alone with a very friendly guy, but singing's singing.
I coughed slightly and then sang the first song that came in my mind while fumbling around with my fingers.
"He was a boy she was a girl,
can i make it anymore obvious?
He was a punk, she did ballet
What more can I say?
He wanted her, she'd never tell
secretly she wanted him as well
But all of her friends, stuck up their nose
They had a problem with his baggy clothes...
He was a skater boy
She said "See ya later boy".
He wasn't good enough for her
She had a pretty face,
but her head was up in sp-"
I stopped and looked down when Beck raised his hand. I knew it. Can't fool a pro like Beck Oliver, I guess.
"Not so good? Okay, never mind, maybe we'll find something else to do?"
"Whoa, what?" He still looked at me in shock. "Not in a bazillion years!" Wait, bazillion?
"That was wow! You're amazing!" He sounded like he really meant it.
How nice!
"Why, thank you! So you think we could use songs in the play?" I beamed at him. I felt so good to hear those kind of compliments.
"Absolutely! Now, we just need a storyline and a few songs, that are easy to learn in one day and we're through."
He straightened up, ready to begin with our show's plot, when Jade suddenly appeared in our, I mean in the corner.
"Oh, don't you two just have it real cozy here? How sweet!" She did look a little mad, but I still thought she was trying to make conversation, so I answered: "Yeah, it's indeed pretty comfortable and-".
As soon as I saw Jade's evil glare at me, I didn't dare to continue.
"Beck, we're gonna eat lunch." Ouh, bossy.
"Aw, you know Jade, Cat and me got so much do to, I think I'm gonna pass." He opened his bag and apparently tried to find a paper and a pen to write our ideas down.
But again, Jade had different plans.
"Wow. You ditch lunch with me, by the way your girlfriend, for some school assignment with a random girl? That's charming, Beck."
Random girl...? My name's Cat Valentine! I'm not just someone.
I think Beck felt or rather noticed that I was bummed out a little by Jade's comment.
He looked like he was frightened I was going to burst into tears or something.
I didn't want to face him.
"You can go, Beck. No problem. We can easily talk about all that stuff some other time." He sighed.
"Fine... Hey, you can come sit with us at lunch." He offered, lowering his head to get a glimpse of my eyes. He was showing me that typical Beck grin again. What a smile.
"Uh, hello? Still standing here? And I say, ignore that offer, sweetheart. He didn't mean it. Let's go now, Beck." Jade came closer, grabbed Beck by his hand and dragged him to Asphalt Café.
Somehow, I felt kind of... dispirited.
Halfheartedly, I trudged to Mr. Sikowitz' room to get my stuff (which was still there due to Beck's attack earlier) and then went to the café as well.
Maybe Tori had some pep talk for me?
Yeah!
I very much hope you guys liked it.
I think it's slightly shorter than the first one, but hopefully you don't mind. (:
But I felt like the last part was a good ending.
Also, I tried to capture Cat's pretty naive character in this chapter (for example that she forgives Beck, just because he said something nice to her..).
Oh and I was wondering if you could tell my how long a lesson in the USA is?
My school lessons usually last about 80 minutes, how about yours?
As usual, I don't own Victorious, Cat or Beck. Nor do I own Avril Lavigne (that'd be fun!) or "Sk8er boy".
(I don't know why I chose this one. I wanted to have an up-beat, famous love song and that's what I found. (; )
Love