The Birthweek Song

I was infuriated when I saw the slap update that Tori got to record some song Andre wrote. She got every opportunity to her handed on a golden platter with her name on it. She didn't know a thing about hard work. I couldn't stand it much longer.

"Hey, we're you going," Beck called as I stood up and left his RV where we were having a movie night.

"Home," I said.

"What'd I do?" He asked, looking confused.

"Nothing. I'm just mad at life. I love you I just need to be alone. Pick me up for school tomorrow. Bye," I said, leaving.

"I love you too," Beck muttered as he shut the door. I started to feel bad because he was so excited about it just being the two of us, no Andre, no Cat. I knocked on the door and he opened it raising his eyebrow.

"Did you forget something?" He asked, and looked at the couch where we were sitting.

"Yes, this," I yanked his head to me and touched my lips to his. He dragged me up the step of the RV and put his hands on my ass. We made out for a few more minutes, and then I smiled.

"I really have to go, I'll be back in like 20 minutes, okay? Then we can start the real fun stuff," I said walking out the door. I walked across the street to my house and opened the door.

"Hi sweetie, back so soon?" My mom called.

"Yeah. I have to do some…homework," I said, climbing up the steps to my room. I pulled out my phone and called Trina. Something I rarely did.

"Hey Trina. What's the recorder guy's phone number that Tori's recording with right now?" I asked.

"Jade? Oh uh…326-7362…why?" Trina asked.

I hung up. I called the number and the record guy answered.

"Hello?"

"Hi there! This is Beyoncé! I recently heard the song…uh…the one the Trina Vega gave you and Tori Vega is now recording. I LOVE it and it sounds like something that I could record!" I said, faking Beyoncé's voice. I always had a talent for mimicking voices.

"Cut it!" I heard him scream, "Beyoncé wants to record it! Let's go!"

"Okay Beyoncé, when do you want to meet?" He asked.

"Right now. I'm in New York, 2345 Walsh Avenue, so if you come here we can record!" I said enthusiastically.

"But we're in L.A." He said.

"Oh…well, I guess I'll go record another song, good talking to you…" I said, lingering.

"No! Don't go! We'll be there in two days! Thank you Beyoncé! Bye,"

I snapped my phone shut and smiled. Tori's life=ruined. The address I gave those producers was a school of talented artists and performers. They would die at all the talent there. They wouldn't want Tori anytime soon. I walked back over to Beck's and knocked at the door.

"Hey," he greeted.

"Hi," I said, sitting down on the couch.

He grabbed the remote and sat down on the couch wrapping a loose arm around me. He pressed play on the movie and checked his phone.

"Aw, hey Jade, apparently those jerks of record producers left Tori for Beyoncé! Now she doesn't get to have a record deal!" Beck said, much too upset for my taste.

"And why do you care?" I challenged.

"Just saying…" He muttered, but I couldn't help but smile. I looked up at him, and he leaned down to kiss me. The kiss turned into a heated make-out session that involved no shirts. I felt him reach for my pants.

"Not tonight!" I snapped, pulling away and putting on my shirt.

"Jaaadee!" He whined. I went back to kiss him.

"Beyoncé didn't want to record the song," I muttered into this kiss.

"Jade!" he groaned, pulling away, "You have to learn to control your jealously! You just ruined a big opportunity for Tori!"

"But I opened up thousands of opportunities."

"What?"

"I gave him the address of that talent school that we visited. The one that got overlooked by the record producers. Consider it for the greater good."

"Jade, how would you like it if Tori ruined a chance for you?"

"I'd start planning revenge which would make me really happy. Plus, I'm so talented that it won't be my only opportunity. So, I'd be pretty happy because I have a reason to make her life miserable."

"You already make her life miserable."

"Yes, but then I'd have a reason and you wouldn't get mad and we wouldn't be having pointless arguments like these."

He opened his mouth to say something, but then his phone rang. He put it on speaker and I heard uncontrollable sobbing in the background.

"Hey man, come pick me up. PLEASE!" I heard Andre say.

"I'm with Jade, and who died?" Beck said, referring to the wails in the background.

"Hmm… Trina did when Tori got to record the song, and Tori did when Beyoncé got to record the song, and the intern did when she had to leave for the hospital with third degree burns because Tori poured coffee on her."

I laughed and Beck elbowed me. "I'll be there in a few." He said and hung up. He then glared at me. "Someone had to go to the hospital because of how upset you made Tori." He said, getting up. I followed him.

"You know you love me," I said, hopping in his car with him.

"Yes. I know."

Chapter 5! You like? It took me awhile because Jade wasn't really in it that much….but I came up with this! R&R Please! Next chapter is Tori the Zombie!

~Sarah(: