Hey guys, yes I'm updating after another month-long break. I've been going through a lot of shit lately. I had amazing times and dates with my boyfriend… but then we broke up a week ago and I was insanely depressed… and incredibly bitchy and spiteful to everyone around me :(. It sucks having your first love crushed into pieces, right? It's still sinking in and I just felt like shit after the whole thing went down. Plus my grades are falling so that's not a good thing either. …Whatever. Gotta move on with my life sometime, but I'm feeling better now and ready to write!

Oh boy… this one was a tough one to write because there's so much going on in this chapter and I'm not exactly sure how a three-year old acts around people. So bear with my depression and jumbled-up writing lol. Sigh…

Robbie's POV

Full Name: Robert Shapiro

Birth Date: July 7, 1995

Birth Time: 8:45 AM

Birth City: Los Angeles

Birth State: California

Birth Country: United States

I typed my information into the astrology app, bored out of my mind. The show on the TV screen seems so far away because my mind keeps jumping to other places. Why is Cat late? She's supposed to be here by now! What the heck am I going to do when she gets here? Or when my aunt brings Tracy over, for that matter? Aaagh!

"And slide, and slide, and do the butterfly! And hip, and hip, and shake my little hips I want you, and you, to do it with me too! Woo!" I hear a young Miley Cyrus shout from the TV screen, and I look up to see her do a little kick with her white-and-blue pom poms waving in the air. I don't see why people liked Hannah Montana so much before it ended- the name of the show is just cheesy in itself and I find Miley Cyrus to be incredibly annoying.

Oh, and I'm only watching it because it's Tracy's favorite TV show, according to my aunt. She just can't get enough of it. She squeals whenever she sees the blonde-haired side of Hannah Montana and says, "Robbie, her hair changed colors!"

Guess she doesn't know what the function of a wig is yet. She's only three years old, after all.

I hear the oven beep in the kitchen. "Oooh, the cupcakes are ready!" I exclaim and put my phone down on the couch. I run across the tile floor, slide my hands into cream-colored oven mitts, and take the red velvet cupcakes out of the oven. I take a small piece of one and put it in my mouth. Perfect. It's not undercooked and it's not burned. Cat's going to love me when I give these to her.

And Tracy can have some too, of course. But I made them mainly for Cat.

I rummage in the pantry and find two containers of cream cheese frosting that I bought at the grocery store the other day. I'll wait until Cat and Tracy come to frost them.

I eat the rest of the one that I had taken a bite out of and make my way back to the couch. While grabbing the remote control and turning the TV off, I pick up my PearPhone and press the "Personalize My Daily Forecast!" button so I can get my horoscope.

I'm not sure what to expect, honestly. I've never heard of a horoscope until Sikowitz told us about them four days ago. All I know is that because of them, Jade dragged Cat to a bar (which I'm still not happy about), Trina took a "sick day," and Andre… all I heard was that Jade almost murdered him.

I'm not sure if that's true or not, but someone will tell me what happened someday. If they even remember that I exist.

It doesn't take long for my horoscope to appear on the screen. I squint at the tiny font on my screen and adjust my glasses so I can read it more clearly.

Castles in the Air: If you're not absolutely, positively sure you can deliver, don't you dare promise it. Even if it's a nice gesture, you'll be held to it. You won't want to disappoint anyone, do you? Of course not. So if you're in doubt, refuse to make a decision right now.

Okay first of all, why the hell is it called "Castles in the Air?" I don't see anything even metaphorically close to a castle in that horoscope. And being the nerd I am I'm usually able to notice those types of things.

And what am I going to promise? This doesn't make sense!

Guess I'll find out later. The day isn't over yet.

The doorbell rings. "Mommy! I want a peppy cola!" a high-pitched voice screams outside.

I cringe. Oh god. Tracy's here. This is where the torture begins.

Jade's POV

"Jade!" my dad roars from the living room as I get ready to leave the house. "If you steal any more money from my wallet again, I'm going to ship you off to Canada along with that prissy little boyfriend of yours!"

I roll my eyes at him. Typical dad-like answer- always filled with empty threats. "Whatever, Dad. First of all, he's not my boyfriend anymore; we broke up months ago! And second of all, maybe I wouldn't have to steal money from you if you got off your lazy ass and fed me!"

"You better leave, you ungrateful little bitch! I swear you're just like your mother!" I push the door shut with a crash! before I become a victim of one of his rants again.

I hate his guts. No wonder my mom left him and moved to Phoenix, Arizona to live with her sister; he's a monster.

At least my mom loves me- or so I thought she did. I just wish she would've loved me enough to take me with her five years ago when she divorced my dad and left. We still keep in contact and everything, but I haven't seen her since she came to my middle school graduation four years ago.

What a fucked-up home life I have.

I get into my car and start driving to the RV that I haven't seen since we broke up- Beck's. I didn't want to do this at first, but after the fiasco that happened yesterday, I feel like I have to. I owe Beck that much.

Wait, what do I owe Beck? He broke up with me! I should be whacking his face with a stick, not confiding in him. But I guess since my constant jealousy and ungratefulness caused him to break up with me in the first place, I suppose it's my time to do a favor for him- or a disservice, for that matter, once he finds out that Andre wrote a song for me while we were still dating.

I clearly remember the hellhole of a week I had after that disastrous poker night at Tori's house. We had a huge, screaming text fight that had me crying in my room all night. Then, he ignored me the whole weekend when I tried to work it out with him.

Once holiday break was over, he refused to talk on Tuesday to me until the end of school. Then, he gave me the whole breakup speech. He said that we were "too different" and that he "didn't want to hurt me anymore" by arguing with me all the time. I almost cried when he said, "I still love you, Jade, but you're just not the same girl I fell in love with- not anymore."

I had secretly hoped that he was kidding, that it was all one big, giant nightmare that would go away as soon as I woke up, but it wasn't. Jade West was actually getting dumped in front of the whole school.

Being the tough girl I am, I didn't cry in front of him. Instead, feeling all eyes pointed directly at me, I agreed that the breakup was mutual and returned to him the necklace he gave me after we first started dating. I told him that it hurt too much to look at it; it reminded me that he had given up on me. We told each other that everything we had told each other- about our personal lives and problems- was true, and then I shook my head in disappointment and left the school.

However, when no one was around, I dashed to my car and started hyperventilating. Soon enough, my frantic gasps of air gave in to gut-wrenching sobs that took over my entire body. Once I got home, I ran up to my room and hid in the bathroom all night as the pain of rejection and the grief of losing someone I loved more than anything in the world spilled out of me.

I cried for days. At school, I put up a façade, saying that I was fine and ready to move on, but I was a complete mess at home. It was the worst week of my life, but I got over it. If I can put up with my jerk of a dad and my criminal of a brother, I can survive this. I will not let anyone, not even a stupid boy, break me.

It is dark and chilly outside when I pull up to Beck's driveway. From all the lights on in his RV, I can tell that he is home. Without thinking twice, I storm up to the entrance to his RV and bang on his door.

I wait for a few seconds before the door opens and an ever-so-handsome-looking Beck peeks around the tiny, metal door. Surprised to see me after months of refusing to visit his RV, his eyes widen. "Jade…" he stammers. "What are you doing here?"

I push my way past him and sit on his bed. He stands in front of me and crosses his arms. "What's going on?"

I take a deep breath and exhale slowly, mentally preparing myself for his reaction. "I need to tell you something."

Robbie's POV

"Robbie, let's pretend to be fairies!"

It has been an hour since Tracy arrived and Cat still isn't here yet. I'm going to be so mad at her if she doesn't come. She has no idea how much I hate babysitting my cousin.

I sigh in frustration. "No, Tracy, we've played fairies three times already! And you screamed and cried every time Rex said something about fairies being stupid."

"Your puppet isn't nice to me! He's a meanie!" She pouts and runs across the living room floor to the couch. "I want mommy!" She buries her head in the navy-colored couch cushions.

"Mommy and Aunty Deedee aren't going to be home for another two hours," I said with a little tension in my voice. I'm trying to be nice, but I don't know how much longer I can put up with her whining.

"How about we play pirates?" I take out my eye patch that I had stuffed into my pocket earlier today and put it over my glasses. "Arrrrrgh!"

"Aaah!" she wails. "No! You're a mean pirate! Get away from me!" She runs away and locks herself in the bathroom. Damnnit- I should've remembered that she hates playing pirates with me.

Weird. So does Cat. That's one thing they have in common.

Speaking of Cat, is she coming or not? She hasn't texted me since last night and I'm worried about her. She's been acting really bizarre lately- almost as odd as Sinjin. Maybe I shouldn't have asked her to help me if something was bugging her already. Maybe I should've just given her some space.

To my delight, the doorbell rings. "Tracy, I have a surprise for you!" I yell to her, hoping that she can hear me, and run to the door to greet Cat, who is holding a huge pink bag filled with a bunch of toys. She is dressed in a ivory-colored dress with cupcakes all over it, and her hair frames her face perfectly. She is absolutely beautiful, as usual.

"Hi Robbie!" She waves at me excitedly. "I brought a bunch of things for the three of us to do tonight!"

"Why are you late? I thought you said you would be here an hour ago."

She immediately looks guilty. "I'm sorry, but Jade called me and we talked for a while about what was going on between her, Beck, and Andre."

"What happened between Jade and Andre? No one seems to know."

"I'll tell you later." She brushes it off and sets her bag down on the couch. "Now where's Tracy?"

"She locked herself in the bathroom," I respond.

"You tried playing pirates with her again, didn't you?" she questions me.

"Well you won't play with me!"

"Because I don't like the way you play pirates! And neither does Tracy!" she exclaims.

I sigh in defeat. "Point taken. I'll go get Tracy out of the bathroom."

Before I can even make a move towards the door, she bursts out of the bathroom and gives Cat a bone-crushing hug. "Yay! Kitty! You came to play with us!"

I smile at the mention of Tracy's nickname for her. I called Cat "kitty" around Tracy because that was originally my personal nickname for her. Cat thinks it's cute.

"Awww, I missed you too, Tracy!" Cat cooes, returning the hug. "Look what I brought!" She pulls out a Hannah Montana doll out of her bag and hands it to Tracy. She takes it in her tiny hands and tugs on the string in the back, which makes the doll burst out into the lyrics of "Best of Both Worlds."

I smile at their interaction. Does Cat know little kids or not?

"I love it! Thanks, Kitty!" she cries out in excitement and runs up the stairs that lead to the second floor. "Come on, guys, let's play with my dollhouse!"

I look at Cat in awe. "How did you-"

She laughs at me. "C'mon, let's go!" she says and pulls me up the stairs behind her.

Narrator's POV

Meanwhile, Tori sat on her couch gnawing on a pretzel stick as she listened to Andre's story about what happened with Jade the other day. "So wait… you told Jade about 365 Days and she didn't hurt you?"

"Nope. Well, she almost did, but that was because I startled her when I said that the song was about her. It was a defense reflex."

"And…she said she understood how you felt?" Tori looked at him in shock.

Andre leaned back casually on the other sofa. "True chizz."

"But she doesn't have an understanding bone in her body!"

"Exactly what I was thinking!" Andre exclaimed. "It was just so…surreal. Like she had become a different person for those ten minutes. And she admitted that she was still in love with Beck."

"So that's a good thing, right? All we have to do is get them back together!"

"Whoa whoa whoa, stop right there, girl." Andre put his hands up in the air and got off the sofa. "Let them work out their chizz themselves this time. Remember the last time you got involved in one of their arguments? Jade stabbed your shoulder with a pencil."

"It wasn't that bad! It stopped bleeding eventually!" Tori protested.

"I'm just saying that we shouldn't get involved this time, okay?"

"Why don't you want to get in-" Tori stopped mid-sentence and stared at Andre in shock. "Oh my god- you don't still have a crush on her, do you?"

"No, of course not!" he denied. "I like someone else now, okay? Let's just go back to watching Celebrities Underwater and enjoy the rest of our night."

"Oh, you're not getting off the hook so easily, Andre!" Tori reached over and yanked on his arm, causing him to stumble and land on the sofa next to her. "Who do you like? I'm really good at getting couples together!"

"I'm not telling you this time."

"Why not?!" Tori gasped dramatically. "We tell each other everything!"

"I just CAN'T, okay?!" Andre yelled. "Just leave me alone!"

He put his head in his hands and moaned as Tori comfortingly rubbed his back. He wished he could tell her, but he didn't want to ruin their friendship by revealing his feelings to her.

He didn't want her to know that he had been in love with her ever since the day he dumped Hope.

Robbie's POV

"Ohhhh my god," Cat moans as she takes a delicate bite out of one of the red velvet cupcakes the three of us had iced together. "Robbie, you need to give me your recipe- these are amazing!"

She stuffs the rest of it in her mouth hungrily before plopping down next to my exhausted figure on the couch. "But mine are still better."

"Says who?" I tease her.

"Me, of course!" she sang happily. Babysitting Tracy went surprisingly well after Cat gave her the Hannah Montana doll. No more tantrums, complaining, or crying- and most important of all, no hitting me in the groin like she did last time. She may be little, but she sure is feisty. Her kick left a bruise there the size of a baseball! "So what do you wanna do now that Tracy's gone?"

Finally being allowed to reveal the surprise I had up my sleeve, I smile at her and pull the movie out from behind one of the couch pillows. "I thought we could watch the last TwiHeart movie together- you know, the one you said you meant to go see but never got the chance?"

She gasps. "Breaking Dusk finally came out on DVD? Eeeeeep!" She tackles me on the couch and practically lies on top of me as she hugs me. "Thank you thank you thank you!"

My face heats up as I feel her body heat disappear and she goes to put the movie into the DVD player. "Anytime, Cat," I say softly. "Anytime."

I dust myself off and go make us some popcorn as the opening credits roll. I'm not really a big vampire/werewolf fan, but if Cat likes it, I'm willing to suffer through it as long as she's with me.

It doesn't take too long for her to get completely absorbed in the movie. By the halfway point, she is hunching forward at the waist and gazing intently at the screen. I zone out while she's watching it, pondering over my perplexing horoscope once or twice, but near the end of the movie, something tells me that I'm not the only one distracted. I hear a faint sniffling sound beside me and out of the corner of my eye, I see Cat blinking rapidly and wiping the corners of her eyes with her fingertips.

Confused, I look at the TV screen. Oh look, the happy vampire family survived the impending doom. Of course they did. Charming.

Biting back my sarcasm, I sense that this was a happy ending to the movie. If that's the case… then why is Cat crying?

"Hey." I lay a hand on her exposed shoulder gently and she jumps, startled at my touch. "Are you okay?"

"I'm… I'm fine," she stutters. She then puts a fake smile on her face. "Wow, some movie, huh?! I love vampires!" she exclaims and hops off the couch in a hurry. "I have to go!"

Okay… she's starting to worry me now. Something's definitely wrong. "Cat!" Before she can escape, I grab her waist from behind and pull her back. She wriggles in my grasp and tears start to pour down her face. By the time I let her go, her head collapses in her lap and she begins to sob. "I…just…miss…him…so…much."

"Who, Cat? What happened?" I rub her back, trying to calm her down. "Tell me."

She lifts her head up to look at me. "My brother. He's in Idaho getting special treatment from special doctors."

"How long has he been there for? And how come you never told me?" I ask. She glances down in shame. "I thought we told each other everything."

"For a while now. I don't know, maybe a year or so. And you're the first to know about this. I didn't want it to go around the whole school or anything by telling a whole bunch of people about it- even my friends." She pokes my stomach playfully and giggles before looking sad again. "My parents just left to visit him today and they left me at home."

Ouch. That's a hard decision to make. Idaho is kind of far from Los Angeles. Who knows how long she would have stayed down there before we saw her again if she had went with her parents. "I'm sorry, Cat. I'm sure you'll see your brother again soon. Who are you staying with?"

"…No one. I'm on my own."

Wait… WHAT?

I stare at her in shock. "Cat… I can't let you do that."

"Why not?" She gave me a puzzled look. "I can take care of myself."

"That's not what I'm concerned about." I put a hand on her knee and make sure she's looking my way. "Do you know how dangerous it is for a young girl to be alone in the house? If people found out you had no parental supervision, you may be in trouble."

Her eyes bulge and she immediately appears scared. "Like what?"

"Oh, I don't know," I say sarcastically, "burglars, rape, murderers, drunken parties, people who want to take advantage of you, social services…"

She stares at me blankly. Oh gosh; she has the mind of a child. I almost forgot about that. "Those are all very bad things," I say slowly. "I don't want you to get hurt, that's all."

Her expression softens. "Thanks, Robbie," she says. "That's really sweet of you. But I don't have a place to stay."

Come live with me; I'll keep you safe.

The thought pops into my head as if a light bulb had gone off in my mind. It sounds like a dream come true. Since she was in my thoughts all day all the time anyway, why not have her stay with my family? That way, she would have a support system and I would have a companion besides Rex. Everyone wins.

But then, I groan inwardly. Shit. The horoscope. It told me not to make any hasty decisions if I still had doubts. Which, unfortunately, I do.

First of all, as much as my parents love Cat, I don't think they would let her live with us. Since they're always working and barely have time to even look after me, I doubt they'd take the time to coddle Cat like she was used to at her house.

Also, given how big of a crush I have on her… the living arrangements would be awkward. My house is pretty small, so she would have to be my roommate. She would have to take showers and change and put makeup on… The possibilities of something awkward happening are endless.

So that's why I'm not going to give her that option; as much as I'd like it to work out, there's a good chance I'll end up disappointing her in the end with my parents' disapproval. "We'll find you somewhere to stay, Cat. Do you have any relatives?"

"I have my Nona, but she moved to Venice, Italy months ago."

Strange, because I saw her just days ago at the grocery store buying medicine for her plantar warts. Ew. "Are you sure she didn't mean Venice, California? As hard as that is to believe, it does exist."

"Oh, that makes sense!" she exclaims. "That must be why I saw her at the mall last week! I'll call her tonight and hopefully she'll let me live with her."

I smile, shaking my head amusedly. "Of course she'll let you stay with her. You're her only grandchild besides your brother. She loves you more than she loves herself."

"Yay! A happy ending!" A dinging sound rings from her pocket, and she checks her phone to see who's calling her. "Oh, it's Jade! I have to take this! Thanks for everything, Robbie!" And with a quick peck on the cheek, she's gone.

Of course. It's so like her to give me mixed signals. Yes, I like the sweet gestures and everything, but they just get confusing after a while.

I sigh loudly and start cleaning up the cupcake wrappers, the mess of toys on the floor, and the popcorn bowl. As much as I hate to believe it, maybe my horoscope was right; it was probably a good choice not to have her stay with me.

Narrator's POV

As soon as Cat closed Robbie's apartment door, she whipped out her phone and answered the incoming call. "Jadey! What's up? I just left from babysitting Robbie's cousin and-"

She shut up as Jade interrupted her once again. "Wait, why is he going to Tori's house?"

"I told him something he didn't like, and he said he wanted to 'have a little chat' with Andre."

"What?! Why are you telling me this now?" Cat yelped.

"I need you to text Tori or Andre and warn them to be ready when the doorbell rings. He's not happy. Not at all."

"Okay, bye Jade!" She vowed to text them as soon as she got home.

However, as she walking home that night, the millions of stars twinkling in the clear sky distracted her, and she soon forgot about her promise to Jade.

At the same time…

The doorbell rang throughout the Vega household. Tori and Andre had tried watching an all-night marathon of Celebrities Underwater and their determination to watch the whole marathon had diminished. Tori's head was lying on Andre's lap while Andre's head kept falling backwards until he realized he was falling asleep and woke up instantly.

"Andre," Tori moaned, barely awakening from her slumber and waving her hand towards the door. "Get it."

Tori's head fell off of his lap as he got up and she groaned. She was just so tired. Who the heck would come visit her at midnight?

Half-awake, Andre stumbled towards the door and opened it. It took him a while to register who was standing right in front of him. "Beck?"

Tori's head snapped up, and she watched as Beck gave Andre a cold, hard stare. "I need to talk to you outside. Now."

"But-"

"Let. Tori. Sleep. This is none of her business at the moment." The harshness in his tone, unlike anything Andre had heard from him before, made him quake with fear.

He looked back anxiously at Tori, who was pretending that she had fallen back asleep, and gulped. "Let's take this outside, then."

The door shut behind them, leaving Tori tossing and turning in the dim light of the television. Two minutes later, Sunday morning arrived.

What a chaotic day it had been.

So I have a couple of fun facts for you this time…

#1: I referenced a really old Hannah Montana episode in this chapter (where she tries out to be a cheerleader but ends up being the mascot instead). It was the first one I ever watched and after watching it, I was instantly hooked onto the show until it ended.

#2: The whole breakup scene I described between Beck and Jade? Almost the exact thing that happened to me exactly a week ago, excluding the poker night and the "You're not the same girl I fell in love with," quote. The actual thing he said to me was "I still care about you a lot, but you're just not the girl for me." And yes, it hurt as badly as I have described it. Hooray for writing as a form of therapy!

#3: Anyone noticed I put a little of "Star-Spangled Tori" in there for ya? I thought it made the chapter a lot more interesting and really developed Robbie and Cat's relationship to an extent not shown on the show.

#4: I just realized I messed up the horoscope order! Whoops! From now on, Robbie will be on SATURDAYS, not Sundays (which will be Cat's day instead). Sorry about the mixup! I'll change the one chapter as soon as I can!

Next chapter will (hopefully)be up soon! Now I gotta go study for finals and a chem. quiz… Yuck.