Beck's POV

I know most guys daydream about having sex with a girl they like, or at least something remotely dirty, but right now I can't stop thinking about Jade's eyes. I'm sitting in my English class, and I can't control myself, I keep picturing her eyes like diamonds that never stop sparkling.

I know I'm probably over doing it, but I can't help it. Friday night had ended exactly the way it had the week before. Jade and I walked until we were at her house, she kissed me on the cheek, and we said goodbye.

The only thing different about that night is that we held hands the whole walk there, and we exchanged cell numbers. I wanted to text her the entire weekend, but couldn't think of anything cool to say. Not to mention Allison was blowing up my phone nonstop since I left the party.

She was pretty pissed that I'd left her there with Andre, and an intoxicated Robbie. I had no defense other than I completely forgot about her, so I lied and said my dad picked me up for a family emergency.

I hate lying period, but especially to her. She was always so sweet to me, and I didn't like taking advantage of her trust.

The school bell rang for lunch, and I left to meet the gang at our usual table. When I arrived, everyone was there already. I sat down in between Allison and Andre and listened while Robbie told us something about his grandma.

Allison reached to hold my hand on top of the table, and I smiled at her, glad she wasn't mad anymore. I focused my attention on picking apart my burrito when I heard someone call to us.

"Hey guys, what's going down?" Laine, the school counselor spoke to us. I kept my eyes on my food, not really in the mood to socialize.

"Hey Laine, What's up?" Tori responded cheerfully.

"I was wondering if one of you could do me a favor and show a new girl around the school?" he sounded hopeful.

"Oooo oooo! I will I will!" Cat bounced excitedly in her seat and raised her hand.

"NO!" I heard a girl say firmly. I looked up and almost fell out of my seat. What the…? Was I hallucinating or was Jade standing in front of us?

"Oww, Beck!" Allison said, pulling he hand out of my grip which had tightened for some reason.

"Uh sorry," I mumbled, catching Jade's attention. She looked over, seeing me for the first time.

We made eye contact and held a stare that seemed to last forever. I hadn't noticed Laine telling Jade that Cat was a great tour guide until Jade said, "Fine. Whatever."

Cat got up, taking Jade's arm and pulled her towards the main building. I watched her dark hair walk away until she looked back over her shoulder at me before entering the school.

What was she doing here?

"Beck?" Allison was talking to me. "What's up? Do you know her or something?"

"Uh, no," I muttered.

"Sure looked like you did," Robbie chimed in.

"Yeah there was definitely a weird vibe between you two," Tori added.

What kind of friends were these? Putting me on the spot like this. Ugh.

"Uh," Allison was still looking at me, expecting a better answer. "She just looked familiar is all. Like I've seen her before but I don't know where." The lies were just stacking up now weren't they?

"You know, I think she's with one of the guys who threw that party Friday night," Andre piped up, adding to my discomfort.

"Oh yeah, maybe that's it," I bluffed. Couldn't they just drop it now?

"If it is her then ooo eee is she in trouble," Andre said, digging into his burrito.

"Why?" What had Jade done now?

"You didn't hear her boyfriend that night? He was going crazy looking for her! Then his friend told him they saw her leaving with another guy," Andre explained, and the gang erupted with ohhs and ahhs. "Yup, then he started breaking stuff and swearing he was gonna kick her ass when he saw her. How did you miss that, Beck? He was yelling loud enough to be heard in Northridge."

"I…"

"He had a family emergency," Allison finished for me, looking at me skeptically.

"Aww, well that sucks. It was draw-muhh!"

They all kept talking throughout lunch and I got lost in my thoughts again. Jade's boyfriend wouldn't really hurt her would he? Well he did mess up her wrist the night we met…I have to see her.

"Beck?" Allison said my name, and I looked up to see the rest of the group had gone.

"Oh shit, I didn't even hear the bell," I got up to leave, but she pulled me down to stay.

"What's going on?" she asked, looking at me with pleading eyes.

"Nothing."

"Come on, Beck. It's me you're talking to. I know something's up…just tell me. Is it that girl? Jade?"

"What?" My mind was racing. What do I say? I want to be honest more than anything, but what would I tell her? Jade and I had a weird connection I couldn't even begin to explain? I haven't stopped thinking about her since I met her? None of that would work. She'd hate me and it'd all be for nothing. Jade and I were never going to happen so what's the point in ruining my relationship with Allison? "This has nothing to do with Jade."

"Beck, were you the guy she left the party with? Tell me the truth, I won't be mad."

"…yes."

"Oh." She looked like she'd been expecting me to say no. Damn it.

"It wasn't like that though!"

"Then what was it like?"

"I—we—I just, I saw her leave the party and she looked upset so I went to make sure she was okay and she wasn't so she asked me to walk her home. That's it Ally, nothing happened." At least that last part wasn't a lie.

"Why didn't you come tell me?" Did she believe me?

"I'm sorry. I just didn't know what to do, she was really upset." I hope my acting skills are working here.

"Oh…I'm sorry I accused you like that," she said, and hugged me.

"Don't be," I sighed, relieved. "I shouldn't have lied in the first place."

That much was true.

Jade's POV

I opened my blank locker and put a book I'd just checked out inside. I'd convinced Cat to hold off on the tour till tomorrow so she left me when the bell rang. She seemed friendly and everything, but I'm not in the mood to fake smiles right now.

Not while I'm still in shock over Beck being here. Why hadn't he told me he came here? And why hadn't he texted me all weekend? I don't want to be the first to text, I'd look desperate.

"Hey," a smooth voice said near me. I shut my locker to see Beck standing against the row of lockers next to mine.

"Hi."

"So…why didn't you tell me you were transferring here?" The way he was leaning made him look like a Guess model or something.

"You're not my keeper; I don't have to tell you anything." Maybe if I acted like a bitch, I'd scare him away.

"True." He nodded calmly. Ugh! I could just kill him. "Still, a heads up would've been nice."

"I didn't even know you go here, okay? So don't get any dumb ideas. I'm not stalking you, I could care less about you and your stupid hair!"

Instead of replying to my rant, he took me by the arm and started pulling me towards a closed door.

"What the hell?" He didn't answer. "Kidnapper! Help! Help me! Kidnapper!" I yelled but for no use. No one was around to hear. He brought me into what looked like a janitor's closet and shut the door behind us.

"Keep your voice down," he shushed me. "I just wanted to talk."

"So talk."

"Okay…first things first, are you okay?"

"I'm fantastic, I'm in a janitor's closet, why wouldn't I be?!"

"I don't know…Andre said your boyfriend was pretty pissed when you left the party." He shrugged. He seemed like he was really worried about me. Why though?

"Oh…" I blocked the image of Kris screaming at me out of my mind. "He got over it." He really did. We were good now.

"Oh…okay. Good," He ran a hand through his hair. "So listen, I told my girlfriend there was nothing going on between us."

"You dragged me in here to tell me about your relationship problems?" Was he for real? The last thing I want to talk about is his chipper little girlfriend.

"No! …well, yeah but only because it concerns you."

"Not really," I went to the door to leave, but he blocked it by standing in front of me. He gave me a puppy dog face that made him look that much more cute. Why was he doing this? Doesn't he realize the affect he has on me? "Look, I don't care what you tell her."

"You don't…?" His body was so close to mine.

"No." My heart started beating faster. I hope he can't hear it. "I don't."

"Alright then," His face moved closer to mine. "I guess that's it."

He started to move out of the way to let me go, but I stopped him, putting a hand on his chest. He looked down at me, and I felt like I couldn't breathe. Before I could think, I leaned in and kissed him. On the lips.

He pulled back and his eyes looked trouble, but he returned to my mouth a second later. My stomach did flips inside me, and my heart was beating fast enough to beat Usain Bolt in a race.

I finally got to put my hands to his hair, and it was softer than I imagined it would be. He wrapped his arms around my waist and held me gently. I wish he'd pull me in tighter, but I don't want to push him.

After God knows how long we broke apart, gasping for air.

"So nothing's going on between us? He said again, combing the mess I'd made of his hair.

"Right," I said, and left the tiny room, heading for my next class with an extra bounce in my step.

Beck's POV

An hour had passed, but I could still feel Jade's lips on mine like it had just happened. I'd never been kissed with that much…intensity. It was like a firework was set off inside of me, making me feel more alive than I've ever felt.

Amidst my thoughts of Jade, my phone buzzed with a text. I hid it behind my math book and read it.

"The corner of 21st and Elm. Midnight. Don't be late. –J"