Beck's POV

It was 12:08am already, where is she? I double checked the message she sent me to make sure I was at the right corner. I was.

This mid October weather was starting to get cold, which was weird for Hollywood. I pulled my jean jacket tighter around me, and started pacing nervously.

A moment later, a dark figure standing at the corner diagonal from me caught my attention. There she stood with her hands in the pockets of a navy blue double breasted coat with silver buttons. Her hair was curly and flying all over the place, but she looked like she didn't care.

I crossed the abandoned intersection to her, and stopped when I was a foot in front of her. Now I could see that she had on lacy tights and combat boots. Her eyes stood out like sapphires on her pale skin, and her lips looked voluptuously red. The way she looked up at me through her dark eyelashes made me want to kiss her right there and then.

I can't though. I have a girlfriend. And she has a boyfriend. Then what are we doing here?

She raised an eyebrow at me, and smirked. Why weren't we saying anything?

"So…" I broke the silence. "What did you want to meet me out here for?"

"I just wanted to see you." She said it like it was all so simple. Like Allison and Kris didn't exist. "Let's walk?"

"Sure," I said, and she took my hand in hers. I should let it go. I shouldn't be holding her hand. I have a girlfriend. I should let it go. Now! ... Okay maybe in a few minutes. It was cold, and her hand is warm.

We walked down Elm Street at a slow pace, still not saying anything. Something about this whole thing seemed so…easy. Like we were just pieces of a puzzle that fit together. I stopped walking, and she moved to stand in front of me.

"What's wrong?" she whispered, her voice barely louder than the wind.

"This isn't right."

She looked down for a second, then back up at me. "I know…Do you want to leave?" she asked.

It was a simple question, and the right answer was yes. Yes, I'm going home, and back to my life. My life with my girlfriend, not a girl I hardly knew.

"No. I don't."

She nodded slowly, and stood on her tiptoes, kissing me shyly. Her mouth felt soft against mine, her breath hot. I lowered my head, making it easier to kiss her, and slid my hands down to her hips. She arched her back at my touch, and I felt her breasts press against my chest.

The contact made me want more, and I wrapped my arms around her completely, my hands touching my own elbows. She ran her fingers through my hair, and I felt her tongue enter my mouth. As our tongues met playfully, I realized I couldn't hold my breath any longer and broke away from her unwillingly.

Our bodies had full contact now, and our faces were less than a centimeter away from each others. She brought her hands down to caress my face, and said, "This is wrong."

"I know," I responded. "Do you want to leave?"

She bit her lower lip and looked down. A moment later, she bent forward returning to kiss me, and I had my answer.

Jade's POV

My head was throbbing in pain as I walked out my front door in the morning. It probably wasn't a good idea to go out in the cold when I was still getting over a cold…well it was definitely worth it.

I traced my fingers over my lips and remembered the way Beck's felt last night. We'd stayed in that spot for a good half hour before he walked me home. What was I doing? He has a girlfriend. And I have Kris.

I undid the lock on my front gate to see Kris' black Corvette waiting for me. Speak of the devil. He had insisted on driving me to school in the mornings and picking me up afterschool even though I had my own car; which is faster than his by the way.

I got in the passenger's seat, and put my bag down. He was on his phone texting, and didn't seem to notice me at first.

"Morning, babe," He smiled and leaned over to peck my lips. I frowned after, he'd ruined my memory of how Beck's lips felt. Damn.

"Morning," I crossed my legs and looked out the window as he sped off in the direction of Hollywood Arts.

"So what's happening this Friday?" He asked as if I had any say in the matter.

"I don't know." He stopped attempting to converse with me, and soon enough we were in the parking lot of my new school. Instead of just pulling up to the drop off area, he found a parking space, and turned his car off.

"What's up?" I asked looking at him.

"You tell me," he said, returning my gaze. "Why are you acting like a bitch?"

"I'm not!"

"Uh yeah you are. What's up? Did I do something to piss you off that I don't know about? 'Cause if I did, it's not really fair to blame me unless I know what it is."

You wouldn't know it, but this was Kris being sweet. He was trying to fix a problem that doesn't exist. Why did he have to pick today to be nice?

"You're right. I'm sorry," I sighed. "I'm just really stressed. New school, new people. You know…"

"Ahh," he nodded like a psychiatrist. "You know what relieves stress?" he said with an uneven smirk as he leaned closer to me.

"What?" I said, and he kissed me. His kisses weren't nearly as good as Beck's…but at least his didn't come with a guilt trip. Kris was my boyfriend. This is how it's supposed to be.

I tried to put more effort into this make out session, even let him feel me up under my shirt, but nothing felt right. He started biting at my neck, and I hoped he wasn't leaving any marks.

"Uhh, Kris," I said when I couldn't take it anymore. "I gotta go. I'm late." I gave him one last kiss and climbed out as fast as I could.

I made it to my first class on time, and spent awhile trying to fix my hair and figure out what I was going to do.

All day my mind was out of it, and ultimately I forced myself to not think about the entire situation. The lunch bell rang, and my stomach grumbled at the thought of a meal. I stood in line at the food truck when Cat came barreling towards me.

"JADE!" She jumped up and down next to me. "Are you ready for the tour?!" Man she had a lot of energy.

"Umm, you know what? I kind of already know where everything is now, but thanks," I tried. She pouted her lips and looked like she was about to cry.

"At least come sit with me and my friends!" she begged me.

Beck was one of her friends. I probably shouldn't. Seeing him wouldn't help me not think about him.

"Sure," I said, and like magic she was happy again, pulling me towards a table.

"Hiiii guys! This is Jade! Jade this is Andre, Tori, Robbie, Beck, and Allison." She pointed them all out to me.

"You forgot someone," the puppet in Robbie's lap said.

"Oh and that's Rex!" she added. "Come sit!" she pulled me down to sit in between her and Allison. Perfect.

"So Jade, what're you into?" Andre asked me from across the table. "Music, singing, acting?"

"Umm all of the above. But mostly singing."

"Me too," Tori smiled at me. "Are you going to sign up to perform for the Halloween Spectacular?"

"What's that?" I love Halloween.

"It's this great show the school puts on that kind of doubles as a costume party," she explained. "You should look into it. It's a good opportunity."

"I definitely will." I said truthfully. Maybe these guys weren't so bad.

"Aww Jade, you got bitten by a bug!" Cat said pulling the neckline of my t shirt down a bit.

"Whoa, that's no bug bite," Andre said looking at my neck.

"Is that a hickey?!" Robbie stood up to look closer.

"Wow," Allison said, squinting at it. "You got mauled."

"It's nothing," I said, slapping my hand to my neck. I felt a rush of heat rush to my face, and looked in Beck's direction. He looked uncomfortable for some reason.

"I wanna see!" Robbie whined, moving his hand to my neck. I grabbed my plastic fork and stabbed him with it. He let out a girlish squeal, and I smiled. That'll teach him to try to paw at me again.

"Owwie!" He pouted, and let the puppet pretend to nurse his hand. The rest of the table looked at me kind of shocked. Oh well. It's not like my violent tendencies could stay hidden forever.

"So…" Allison cleared her throat. "Do you umm have a boyfriend or…"

"Yeah, I do." The table breathed a sigh of relief that I wasn't going to hurt anyone else, and resumed their manner.

"Ooo what's his name?" Tori asked, sounding like a total teenage girl.

"Kris."

"I'm gonna get a drink of water," Beck mumbled before he got up and left the table. I watched him leave trying not to make it obvious.

"Where does he go to school?" Allison asked, getting my attention.

"Dawson Academy."

"Does he like giraffes?" Cat asked.

"Umm yeah, I think so." I continued to answer their typical questions about what he looked like and how he acted not wanting to give them another reason to think I was strange. Stabbing Robbie was enough for one day.

"Wow, he sounds like a dream," Tori smiled at me. Yeah…a dream. I looked at Beck's empty place, how long did it take to get some water? What, was he digging a well or something?

"Yeah, he's great." I nodded.

"We should totally invite them for Friday!" Cat squealed.

"Oh yeah, totally," Allison agreed.

"What's going on on Friday?" I questioned. Not a party, I hope.

"We're gonna do game night at Tori's house," Allison answered. "It's just something we do sometimes when we run out of our allowance. It's free, and it's pretty fun." They all laughed.

"You and Kris are officially invited," Tori said. "What do you say?"

"Umm yeah, I'm in," I nodded. It couldn't hurt to make friends. Even if I was sneaking around with one of their boyfriends.

As lunch went on, I realized unfortunately that Allison was a really nice girl. Kind of sickeningly so if you ask me, but still. She was really good to Beck, and she seemed like she was a good friend to all of them. The fact that I had no real reason to hate her just made me hate her more.

After lunch, I went to my next class feeling more conflicted than ever. I was not the home wrecking type at all, but I just couldn't stay away from Beck. I love Kris. At least I think I do. But Beck is just so…

As I struggled to define exactly what was going on in my life, my phone buzzed with a text. I looked down and read as my antics seemed to be rubbing off on someone.

"Same place. Same time. Don't be late. –B"