CHAPTER I
A/N: Hi guys! So, before you start reading, I just have one thing to say about this: the story takes place when they're all 25, and the kiss in One Thousand Berry Balls never happened. So yeah, that's all I wanted to say.
"Can't you understand anything, Caterina?" Jade sighed, exasperated. The two of them were at Jade's fancy apartment, drinking sodas and eating popcorn.
"I can, Jadelyn. And that's why I came here in the first place," Cat replied, annoyed. Jade always underestimated her.
"Good point," Jade nodded, her eyebrows raised, "but you still haven't been able to tell me whether Beck is the right guy for me. I don't think I should give him a second chance, but I wanted your opinion."
"I'm glad you cared," Cat snorted. "Well, I think you've given him too many. He's just breaking your heart over and over again. There's no point in trying to get him back."
"You're right," Jade frowned, thinking hard. "This was the last straw. I've had enough. Thank you, Cat. You're actually not that bad."
"Yay," Cat giggled.
Jade smirked. "Oh, and by the way, I rented this amazing movie the other night. I loved it, and I think you will too."
"Will I? What movie?" Cat asked, setting her coffee cup on the table.
"This is it," Jade said, showing her a DVD.
"The Scissoring," Cat read. She gave Jade a Look and gave the DVD back to her. "Seriously, Jade? Seriously?"
"It brings back so many memories," Jade sighed, grinning and flipping her hair a little.
"Where's Tori these days?" Cat asked. "I don't see her very often."
"I don't know," Jade said, thinking. "She went for that art thingy the other day. I haven't seen her since."
"Neither have I. It's Monday now, and she went on Friday."
"I've never liked her," Jade said.
"Jade!" Cat frowned. "I thought you guys had gotten over it."
"Of course, but that doesn't stop me from hating her a little bit."
"I should go now, I have a job thingy in an hour and I cannot be late," Cat said, getting up.
"You never told me you'd applied for a job!" Jade said, sounding shocked and a little upset.
"Well, it was supposed to be a surprise, but since I blew it…well, my bad!"
"Good luck with it," Jade called as Cat walked out of the apartment.
"Thanks," Cat smiled, waving.
Cat entered Jade's apartment a few hours later yelling, "I GOT IT! I GOT THE JOB, JADE!"
"Wow, someone's a jumpy Cat!" Jade laughed as she watched Cat jump around the apartment.
"They said they think I'm really good at talking to people and I'm kind and bubbly and energetic and perfect for the job," Cat grinned. "I work at a café near my house."
"That's great," Jade said, grinning from ear to ear. "It really is. I'll order some Chinese food."
"Chinese food?" Cat asked, calming down a little. "Why Chinese?"
"Why not?" Jade asked. "Don't you like Chinese food?"
"Yeah, but—"
"No buts, Cat," Jade said, shaking her head and smiling a little.
Cat was confused. Jade had always hated Chinese food. This was very strange.
"Hello? Yeah, we would like to order some chicken noodles…yeah, sure, chopsticks will be fine…" Jade said to the Chinese food delivery person.
Cat walked around the apartment. It was amazing and had all the latest gadgets. The bathrooms had these awesome showers—it sprayed water from all directions. The television was amazing, and Cat remembered meeting Jade's robot Charlie.
Cat lay down on the red and black leather sofa and sighed. "Isn't life amazing?"
"That's what you said nine years ago," Jade laughed. "I still remember."
"Seriously?" Cat asked, sitting up. "I actually said that?"
"Of course you did, you're Cat," Jade smirked and sat down on the couch opposite the sofa. "Honestly, we had some pretty awesome moments."
"I can't believe you actually remember so much," Cat said. "Do you remember anything else?"
"Well…" Jade smiled slyly. "I remember a few things about you."
"About—about me," Cat said blankly. She couldn't remember anything that had happened seven years ago.
"Yes, about you," Jade said, looking slightly proud. "And Robbie Shapiro…"
Cat's heart skipped a beat. Robbie Shapiro. So something had happened. Was that the reason why Cat felt unusual every time she saw his face?
"Robbie Shapiro?" she asked, her voice high-pitched. Snap out of it, Cat, she thought.
"Of course," Jade frowned. "He had a huge crush on you, and you never realized it. I did, of course."
"How did you know?" Cat asked curiously.
"I'm Jade West," Jade said, her head held high. "I know everything."
"Oh," Cat laughed hesitantly. "That's—that's amazing."
"I also know that you never liked him the way he liked you," Jade continued, "and that he really thought about you. The perfect love story, isn't it?"
"Uh…" Cat blushed. She was starting to remember what had happened—she had kissed him once. But it hadn't meant anything. It was a pretend kiss.
Jade sighed. "Beck and I never had something as amazing as that, you know," she said, making eye contact with Cat. "And you took advantage of him."
"I never did!" Cat protested. "I always—"
"You always what, Cat? You don't even remember the events that occurred seven years ago."
The doorbell rang. Jade smirked at Cat and went to get it. "It is true, whatever you say."
It was midnight when Cat got home.
She lay down in bed, thinking about all the events that had occurred that day. Jade stopped talking about Robbie when the food came. They watched The Scissoring. It was dreadful according to Cat. Jade loved it, of course.
Then, Cat went home. She hadn't forgotten about Robbie. She closed her eyes and tried to sleep. Hopefully, she'd cheer up the next morning.
Hopefully.