So, here's a couple of things I want to say before I start writing the next chapter:

First of all, for those are you that are wondering, that horoscope and Jade's birthday were real (the rest I had to make up). I typed her information into the site and that's the exact horoscope it came up with! Pretty coincidental, huh, since Jade's trying to get over Beck and everything even in the actual show. XD

Second of all, each chapter is going to encompass one full day. For example, last chapter illustrated Jade's horoscope day and this chapter will be Thursday- Trina's horoscope day. And I know you guys are anxious to know what happened with Jade and Cat at the bar, and spoiler alert… it will only be briefly mentioned here. Sorry for the disappointment, guys :/ But hopefully once you see where I'm going with this, you'll understand what I'm trying to do! In this chapter you'll see a lazy Trina, an angry Beck, and an overprotective Robbie, so hopefully that'll make up for what I did.

Oh, and for some reason, whenever I try to write a URL and put a period in the middle, it deletes the whole word. So the astrology site I'm using is Astrology . com and the fruity soap site is BB&Y . com (Bed, Bath, and Yonder) Yay, yet another thing I have to apologize for lol. Electronics seem to hate me lately.

And don't worry- there WILL be Cabbie and Tandre moments in future chapters! I just gotta figure out where to put them in and how they will be related to Jade and Beck's plot. As you may have noticed with my other stories by now… I don't have mine planned out ahead of time. I make them up as I go.

Dear Idiot,

Yes, Sikowitz, I named my diary Idiot because the thought of even writing in a "diary" makes me want to stab something. Hope you don't mind because I may have to hurt you if you do.

Anyway, my horoscope yesterday told me to stop waiting around for "the one" to find me and go have some fun. As you may know by now, Beck and I have been broken up for three months now and he has made no effort to beg for my forgiveness and take me back. Ohhh, so who's the gank NOW, Sikowitz? In your face!

So in order to try and get over Beck, I dragged Cat along to Rising Sun Bar and Grill in Bakersfield yesterday night and… well, it was disappointing. Not only were there no cute guys to flirt with (they were either unemployed drunkards cheating on their wives or big, forty year-old men with huge beer bellies. Ugh!), the food was horrible as well. Why can't people make decent nachos these days?

Oh, and don't worry, I kept Cat away from the alcohol. She was ogling my strawberry margarita like it was some sort of magic potion or something, but I told her that they used bug juice to make it so she would stop begging me to let her have a sip. Only bad thing is that I'm a little dizzy today because I think I drank a little too much last night…

Oh wait, did I just write all that down? Aw, I'm using pen, too! …Shit.

Ignore that last paragraph. I would appreciate it if you did.

But that's not all. A fistfight broke out while we were there, too. I wanted to watch, but Cat dragged me away once they started tipping over tables and ramming each other with chairs. Apparently, Cat doesn't appreciate the stupidity and hilarity of drunken brawls like I do. So basically, my night sucked. Thanks a lot for the message, horoscope.

One good thing did come out of the whole experience, though. We managed to find one cute guy in the entire place right before we left. We ran up behind him and we each grabbed one of his arms, posed for a quick picture, and then scurried away before he could figure out what the hell just happened. It's on TheSlap if you want to see it. The expression on the random dude's face is priceless! And hopefully it will make Beck jealous.

So that's what happened. Hope you're happy I'm even following through with this stupid assignment.

…Wait a second. Why am I even telling him about all of this? I could get into some serious trouble by telling him that we snuck into a bar!

Awkward.

…

*crumples up paper and throws it in the trash*

Trina's POV

The pounding in my head wakes me up before my alarm clock does. "Ohhh, I'm so sick," I groan into my pillow. I flail my hand around for a tissue and blow my nose into it once I find one.

I turn on my bedside lamp and grab my compact mirror that I left on my drawers last night. I first thought it was in my purse, but then I remembered that I forgot to put it back because I wanted to make sure that I looked good before I fell asleep.

What? Being beautiful is a 24-hour job, you know! When you're born with strikingly good looks, you can't just let that go to waste, right?

I look at my face in the mirror. My eyes are all red and swollen and my face is puffy. Stupid cold. Of course, Tori just had to sneeze on me while I was driving home from school, which is most likely the reason why I look disgusting right now.

Guess I'll have to take a sick day today. Oh, darn. Whatever will I do with myself?

I use my amazing acting skills to roll out of bed and drag myself down the stairs. My mom is up already eating a bowl of cereal and Tori is still getting ready in her room. "Mommm," I moan, making my face as dismal-looking as possible and faking a horrific, phlegm-filled cough. "I don't think I can go to school today."

"Oh, honey! Are you feeling okay?" she asked, standing up and putting a hand on my forehead. "You feel kind of warm."

That doesn't surprise me one bit. Guess the old warm-towel-on-the-forehead trick still works after all. "No, my stomach is queasy and I feel like I'm going to die."

"Well, go get some rest and I'll call the school and tell them you're not coming, okay?" She shuffles over to the cupboard and gets out a teapot. "I'll make you some tea and I'll bring it up to you once it's done."

"Okay," I say in a pathetic voice. Rejoicing silently over my victory in my head, I slowly go up the stairs only to be stopped by Tori at the last step.

"The old warm-towel-on-the-forehead trick worked again, huh?" She smirks at me. "You've done that so many times I'm surprised Mom hasn't caught on to it yet."

I glare at her. "Shut up!" I slam my bedroom door behind me and take my phone out of its charger. I see that I have one new message from Sikowitz. What? Why would he be texting me at this hour? I'm not even in his class! Tori is.

Sikowitz: Trina! You start the horoscope project today! Good luck and may coconuts bring joy to your life!

Damn, I forgot all about that. Well guess what? I've got a good excuse not to do it.

Trina: Sorry Sikowitz, no can do. I'm sick as a dog. I'm going to go back to sleep now. Sayonara, hippie!

I pressed SEND and it only took me a minute to get a response.

Sikowitz: First of all, dogs aren't sick. They're fuzzy and cute. Second of all, sickness is not an excuse. Get it done or you won't graduate. May your horoscope ever be in your favor!

What?! How can he do that to me? I'm awesome! I have to graduate and get away from this school filled with these untalented losers! I'm so much more talented than them that it's practically embarrassing.

Ugh, whatever. Guess it's better to get it over with now anyway so I can do other things like paint my nails.

I go to the app Sikowitz forced us to install and enter in my information.

Full Name: Trina Vega

Birth Date: April 17, 1994

Birth Time: 7:26 AM That one I just made up. I know that I was born sometime in the morning (I don't remember what time exactly, though)… I was just too lazy to look at my birth certificate, so I just put down some random time.

Birth City: Los Angeles

Birth Country: United States

The first caption that appears on the page reads Nice and Easy. Perfect. Sounds right up my alley.

There aren't too many moments in life that are destined to go exactly the way you want them to - so when they arrive, it's good to know about them, and even better to take advantage of them. Yes, you guessed it - this is one of those moments. Now what should you do about this?

Man, this is too easy! I'm so getting a good grade on this project. I'm going to practically get an A for doing absolutely nothing. Awesome!

I do exactly what my horoscope tells me to do. I make myself an avocado mask and smear it all over my face. I turn on my PearPod full blast and start humming to "Die Young" by Ke$ha. God, I freaking love her! I mean, her music. I don't "love" her. That would just be strange. Actually, maybe not…

Stop it, Trina. You're straight. And sick, for that matter. Enjoy your newfound freedom while you can.

I jump on my bed and take out my favorite color of nail polish, Seafoam Green. "Alright…" I wiggle my cute little toes. "Time to make these puppies gorgeous."

Narrator's POV

"Wait… WHAT did you say you and Cat did last night?"

Jade slammed her locker door shut. "Calm down, Robbie. It's no big deal."

"It is too a big deal! This is Cat we're talking about! The girl who thinks opening doors are like giving people presents! How could you be so stupid to take her to a bar?" Robbie yelled.

He cowered as Jade ripped a pair of scissors off a locker door and slowly walked towards him, a menacing scowl creeping across her face. "No one calls me stupid and gets away with it, Shapiro."

"Jade, don't hurt him!" Cat cried out suddenly, appearing seemingly out of nowhere, and grabbed the scissors out of Jade's hands. "Robbie, I'm fine. It's not her fault- she didn't make me do it. I agreed to go with her."

Robbie's mouth dropped open in surprise. "Cat…" He went up to her and clutched her shoulders in his hands. "Did you know how dangerous it was to do that? Alcohol and nice, pretty girls do not mix."

Cat's face fell and she looked down in shame. "I'm sorry…"

She pulled him into a hug and his face brightened. "It's okay, Cat," he chuckled. "I'm not mad at you. Just concerned, that's all." She hugged him tighter and his face got redder.

"Ugh. You two make me sick," Jade complained. "Get a room."

"Jade!" Cat protested. "Don't be a crabby Kathy!"

"I have every right to be a crabby Kathy!" Jade yelled and stormed past them down the hallway.

Robbie looked back at Jade's raging figure and then at Cat questioningly. "What's up with her today?"

Cat giggled and took his hand in hers. "I'll tell you later."

Jade was so busy being jealous of Cat and Robbie's interaction that she didn't notice where she was going. Within minutes, she found herself on top of something hard that smelled vaguely of cologne.

"Geez, watch where you're going!" Jade pushed herself to her feet and vigorously brushed dirt off of her black leather jacket.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I think you're the one that bumped into me," Beck scoffed. He groaned and rubbed his head. "I'm pretty sure you gave me a tooth mark on my forehead."

"Be a man and get over it." Jade furrowed her eyebrows and glared at him.

"So… have fun last night? Heard you and Cat had a good time."

"Oh, yes." Her frown was replaced by a small smirk. "Tons. "

"Looked like that guy you were with was having fun, too. I could tell by the startled, wild look in his eye as the camera blinded him."

"Jealous much?"

"Actually… no."

Jade's eyes widened. "Huh?"

"He was drunk, obviously. Why should I be jealous of a man desperate enough to trick a girl into getting a guy's pants? He's not even that attractive, either."

Beck matched her smirk and took one step towards her. "Two can play this game, Jade. Revenge isn't always that sweet."

Jade clenched her teeth together and balled her hands into fists. Her blood boiled and she practically felt smoke shooting from her ears. How dare he humiliate her like that!

She let out a frustrated yell and barreled past him, purposefully bumping into his shoulder as she stomped to her next class.

Angry thoughts zipped around in her brain and her imagination went wild. She imagined Beck getting hit by a bus, getting stuck in an elevator, and being eaten by crocodiles. But she also thought of his cologne- god, she had always loved that woodsy smell on him. And she couldn't help but notice that his hair looked especially luscious and better than usual today.

"What a freaking idiot he is," she muttered to herself. Now it was definite.

She officially hated Beck Oliver.

So that's that! Man it's been a long time since I've updated, huh? A month and two days, to be exact? Sorry! My teachers have been bombarding me with homework, my job takes up a lot of my free time, and I have a new relationship to take care of as well (that's right! Ms. Always Single finally has a boyfriend. Hehehe ^_^). Didn't get too affected by Hurricane Sandy, luckily enough. Hope everyone else out there is safe and review when you can! Keep the Jersey shore in your prayers (and no, I do NOT mean Snooki and her friends) because they got hit really hard during the storm :/ Thanks!