A/N: It disturbs me how easy it is to write these two like this. This isn't scary or anything because (if you haven't noticed) Jade is actually mildly sane. One could argue though that Cat is also sane, she just sees things in a clarity that only the darkest part of my soul thrives on. I solemnly promise that this IS a Cade story. However, considering I'm trying to realistically follow the series (mostly because I've decided to challenge myself with the improbable) there is a bit of Bade involved.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything related to this, I probably will not invest in the company that runs Nickelodeon because I do not have enough money. Thank you to those who created these characters, I'm just sorry I had to ruin them.

Jade POV

Even after three months you still wander the halls in awe. You can't believe you're here; that you are enrolled at the school you secretly wanted to come to since you were seven. But your parents don't care and you didn't breathe a word of it to Cat. You don't know if it was on a whim that she decided that you guys should both audition or if she could tell that it was something you wanted. You know the answer to that question but you still want to believe that she's capable of loving you the way you do her.

You know better. You've been spending your free period in the library when she's in science. It was harder to do back in middle school when you still shared every class with her but you've been busy since then. You don't have to be intelligent to know that there is something strange with what you two share. You've observed friends interacting over the years and none of them have the same feel as what you have with her. And so you read because you don't understand and books before you met her were the one thing that never let you down.

You've looked up every single book on friendship and none of them apply to your current situation. The bell rings and it's time for lunch, you scramble to put books where they will be picked up later, never putting one in your bag. She'll find out if you do and you know that she'd punish you because she cares. In your hurry out the door, you run straight into a boy. His backpack drops and its contents end up in a mess on the floor. You're torn even as a reflexive insult comes out of your mouth. You want to help but you have to get to her. Fuck your guilty conscience, it's always easier to ignore when she's around. You're going to be late and she won't be happy but you help him anyway. Before he utters a word to you, you hurry away. His voice follows you down the hall as he yells after you.

xxxx

Cat is waiting at the table she has claimed everyday this year for lunch. And she doesn't seem to be annoyed at your tardiness. She's already eating as you slide in beside her. She doesn't touch you because she wants you to have a certain reputation. Robbie and Rex come over and take a seat on the other side of her, you glare at him. Sometimes you wonder if he was naturally born stupid or if what something that Cat had changed him into. You tolerate him, only because last time you tried to drive him away, you had to learn that lesson. At least that one was quick.

"Hey there, you ran off before I could thank you," you turn and the boy you ran into on your way to lunch is there. "My name is Beck." He takes a seat next to you.

Well… fuck. Cat's looking at you with an innocent expression on her face but you can see her eyes are telling a different story. The new boy, Beck, apparently has no notion of personal space as he puts his arm around you. You stiffen at his touch, it's surprisingly warm and you almost miss it as you politely shrug it off. You don't have to look to know that Cat's eyes are smoldering in rage. You're about to tell him not to touch you, but Robbie apparently decided that it was a good opportunity to try some of Cat's sandwich. You grab his wrist and force him to drop it before you throw his hand back at him. He cradles it but you can't bring yourself to care enough. No one touches Cat's things without permission.

After lunch Cat's still angry, and you know why. You want to tell her it's not your fault but she doesn't want begging this time, she just wants you to know who you belong to. You'll just have to be meaner and maybe he'll go away.