I couldn't make myself write that stupid scene where Tori, Jade, and Cat arrive at Beck's trailer and pursue Moose one more time. I had to pause that like twenty times because it's so stupidly over the top in how stupid they were, therefore I just couldn't write it. It happened, we'll go with that version, but I'm just not writing it.

"No offense but I like Canadian girls," says Moose, skillfully weaving his way through us.

"Why?" What's to like about Canadian girls? Sure Anna Silk is Canadian and almost as hot as Tori but besides her, what's so great about Canadian girls?

"They like hockey, you know, for real," points out Moose. Tori stomps her foot against the ground, it's so cute. This boy is out of his mind. If you ask me I find it way more appealing that she doesn't know shit about hockey. It's so much fun to belittle her and explain it, and then to make out with her instead when she doesn't understand anyways.

"They're bigger," continues Moose, staring pointedly at Cat. Are you serious? You can't date a girl because she's tiny? Well, actually, that's probably Moose's polite excuse for Cat having the maturity of a toddler and stalking him with hamburgers she keeps in her backpack.

"And they're just… less weird than Hollywood girls," says Moose looking at me. I have to agree with that one. We are a bunch of freaks. I laugh at horror movies that probably made the director piss his pants, Cat has the mind of a two-year-old (but really is a great chef), and Tori… there's nothing wrong with her except her overabundance of joy and positive attitude, which most don't think of as weird.

"Well… I wasn't really that interested in you either," says Tori flippantly, clearly lying.

"I was even less interested," I add on. True as that may be, now that Tori had officially broken it off between us, maybe now I could be interested. I was giving a half-hearted effort before, still holding out hope for Tori, but now that she'd broken us off officially I'm free. I can invest my last card into garnering Moose's full and undivided affection. I am a great kisser…

"Well I still want this," says Cat idiotically hugging his waist, which she can barely reach as it is.

"Um… how about we go to Tinklade? Tori, Beck, and Cat can go together and I'll take Moose, ya know, to apologize," I say awkwardly making up some bullshit excuse.

"Actually, Robbie and André are giving me a ride," says Beck. "So it'd just be Cat and Tori."

"Why can't I drive with Moose?" Cat whines.

"Because you don't have a driver's license and neither does Moose," I grunt.

"Yeah, it's okay," says Tori with a shrug. I guess since Moose had rejected all of us she was convinced I wouldn't pursue him anymore. Silly girl. "See you there, Jade?"

"Yeah," I say, feeling a little bit guilty. I feel like, even though I don't owe her anything anymore, I'm betraying her. "Sure," I say uneasily. Before the culpable feeling overtakes me and stops me from driving away with Moose I grab his hand and drag him to my car nearby.

"Um… okay, yeah," says Moose, following behind me like a puppy. I practically throw him into the car before following suit myself. Running away from any residual feelings I might have for Tori, I floor the gas and drive the hell out of there.

Ding!

I look down at my phone for a split second and see that Tori just sent me a text.

Tori Vega: Don't forget to pick up stuff for magic act

Shit. I quickly look for the nearest exit off the highway so I can quickly hit up the L.A Magic Store. It was all part of Tori's 'genius' plan to win back the guys' trust. We probably could've gotten away with just singing the song but no, Tori has to overcompensate. Although, this does give me a really good excuse to be late, and since Moose is with me…

"Um… where are we going?"

"To Magic Mike's," I reply, deciding to go the long route towards the L.A Magic Store.

"Why?"

"We need some stuff for the guys' magic act," I reply nonchalantly.

"Oh… ok," says Moose coolly. He shouldn't trust me.

About twenty minutes later we've stopped at Magic Mike's and are on our way to Karaoke Dokie. "Um… it's getting kind of late. You sure this is the way to Karaoke Dokie?

Quickly, I pull over, noting my prime opportunity now that we're in the middle of nowhere. "Uh-oh! Car's out of gas," I say, pulling my keys from the ignition.

"The gage says you have a full tank," points out Moose.

"Try not to talk," I cut off. Grabbing his face, which is surprisingly pudgy in my hand, I force his lips against mine. Within no time he picks up what's happening and kisses back.

Pulling back he asks, "Later can we get a hamburger?" Is her seriously asking me for a hamburger now? In the middle of a make-out session? What kind of a guy cares about a fucking hamburger when he's got the sexiest bitch he's ever seen voluntarily making out with him? Ugh. Strike One.

"We'll see," I say.

He nods curtly and pulls my lips back to his. Soon enough we start to get into it and his tongue forces his way into my mouth. Ugh! Before he wasn't half bad but now… strike two. His tongue probes my mouth, sloppily meeting mine in a fight for dominance. His tongue is so inexperienced in comparison to Tori. He's like a slobbering puppy dog… or worse, a nerdy guy. Not really into it, I open one eye to see his reaction and damn he is into it! I knew I was a good kisser but damn. Boy looks like he's about to jizz in his pants already. His hand crawls up my shirt, probably thinking he's being inconspicuous, and cups my boob as the other one cups my center. Ugh! Who does he think he is? Strike three. I pull away instantly. No. This guy so isn't getting lucky enough to touch these D-Cups tonight, much less down south.

"Let's go," I say coldly grabbing the wheel and bringing the car back to life.

"But I thought…" says Moose with a confused, brokenhearted look. I can see the black arousal die in his eyes.

"You're not getting that lucky tonight," I reply, making it clear that this was the end of the conversation. I quickly step back on the gas pedal, starting the car and further stating this conversation was done and over, as well as that make-out session.

As we drive to Karaoke Dokie I can't help but compare that to my first time making out with Tori. Tori's lips were sweet and tasted like strawberry lip-gloss whereas Moose tasted like a hamburger and soda, not to mention the fact that his lips were chapped. Tori's kisses were slow and sensual, she didn't even try to make a move on me, unlike the living hormone sitting next to me who tried to get lucky with me in my car after knowing me for two days. Beck, who was actually a fairly good kisser, not as good as Tori but still, should have better taste in friends. Sure he's friends with Robbie, which doesn't exactly show the best taste in friends, but at least Robbie would never try to make a move on a girl until they had known each other for awhile and had both talked about it and shit.

Tori is just funnier, hotter, cutter, a better kisser, more kind, less hormonal, more attractive and just overall better than Moose, or anybody I've ever dated or hooked up with. I didn't realize what I was missing with Tori until now…

And… shit! I make a sharp turn into the Karaoke Dokie parking lot, almost missing it because I was so lost in thought. "We're here," I say gruffly. "Now get out, we have to go in there before we miss our window of opportunity for this magic shit. Get the stuff from the backseat, I'll get everything from the trunk." Quickly hurrying in I grab the multiple costumes as Moose grabs all the heavy equipment. He might be horrible kisser but damn that boy is strong.

"Were here," I announce, hurrying into the back with Moose following close behind.

"Good," says Tori with a sigh of relief. Come into the bathroom with me, I have to get ready and I'm gonna need someone to zip me up. Following her lead I walk to the bathroom with her, still carrying nine different dresses in my arms.

As soon as we walk in Tori begins stripping down to her bra and panties. How I didn't drown in a puddle of drool I will never know… Taking the short purple dress from my arms she slips it on like a glove.

"So um, how do you even know this quick change magic act?" I ask, clearing my throat and hopefully the awkward sexual tension (that may only be on my end) from the room.

"My uncle," Tori replies quickly. "Can you zip me up?" Approaching her, I stare at her perfect tan skin that I had often blemished with various hickies and bite marks before. The urge to just kiss every part of her body was overwhelming. I bit down on my lip, almost hard enough to draw blood, just to stop myself. With low, deep breaths I zipped up the dress and quickly abstained from her body. "Thanks Jade."

"No problem," I choke out.

"I better go and get the rest of these dresses ready for the act," she says with a smile, grabbing the dresses from my hands.

Should I?

No.
Yes.

No.

Yes.

No.

Yes.

N—Yes.

Moments before she's about to leave the bathroom, our private world, I call he name, "Tori!" She turns around, a confused look in her eyes. In two strides I press my lips against hers. Fireworks flash before my eyes. Everything that was missing in my kiss with Moose appeared. The moment seemed to last an eternity, but was still over too soon as I pulled away. "I love you," I murmur breathlessly against her lips.

Getting up on her tippy-toes she gives me a chaste kiss before whispering back, "I love you too." In a flash she's left me alone in the bathroom but it doesn't matter. She loves me. She loves me and that's all that matters.

Reviews are much appreciated! I hope you enjoyed another chapter of my take on this interesting story line. Thanks for the idea screwyoureality If you would like here is the actual magic trick: watch?v=-Ft0RjJmTSo

I know that the full link won't work so if you want to find it type in the youtube part in the beginning or just type in 'impossible magic trick' and click the first video.