(A:N/ Okay, guys, listen. I really tried doing a Diddly-Bops chapter, but then I faced the truth; Jade doesn't affect the episode that much. If you have any ideas on how I can do the episode, then PLEASE PM me or leave a suggestion in your review cuz I feel like a loser since I can't come up with a way to do this Please help! So for now, this is Wok Star, and Jade solved her own problem and her dad absolutely LOVED her play, and it's just a different variation of the episode, enjoy!)

Wok Star

"So when can I put on the play?" I asked Principal Ikner. He had just finished ready my copy of "Well Wishes", a play I had just wrote for a project, and he had his eyebrows raised, hopefully in shock of how good it was.

"It's a little…disturbing, don't you think?" He said. I growled.

"Yes. Now when can I put it on?"

"Jade, listen, you know I think you have lots of talent for acting and singing, but honestly, I don't think playwriting is your specialty. It's just too…weird." He said, looking me in the eyes. I felt tears starting to sting at my eyes, so I grabbed my copy of my play and ran out.

"Hey babe, how'd it go?" Beck grinned when he saw me. I ran past him and around the corner into the janitor's office.

"JADE?" Beck called, I held my breath and he walked past the closet without noticing me.

When I felt safe, I stood up and peeked around the room to make sure that creepy janitor wasn't there. Coast is clear. Huffing, I sat back down and grabbed the emergency pair of scissors from my bag and started cutting anything in my path, which just so happened to be the trash can. I furrowed my eyebrows and took all my frustration out on the thick plastic material.

I was almost done cutting it up, when the door opened. I glanced up in enough time to see curly hair and a puppet dash from the room. Reluctantly, I got up and peeked out the window. Robbie was talking to Beck, Tori, Andre, and Cat, most likely telling them of my hiding place. Might as well finish up cutting the trash can while I still could…

"Whatcha doing?" Beck asked, opening the door with caution. I rubbed my forehead.

"Cutting up this big trashcan."

There were some murmurs about 'wow! She cut up that WHOLE trashcan.' But Beck was used to it.

"Everyone leave." I said bored.

"Jade, we feel really bad that-"I threw my scissors at the wall about 5 feet away from where Tori was standing and started pulling out another pair from my bag. Tori yelped and left, with Robbie following her.

Wimps.

"Leave." I ordered again.

"Sweet and sour sauce!" Cat giggled, and left. Andre was muttering something, and followed her out. Now it was just me and Beck.

"Do you wanna talk about it?" He asked.

"Shut the door."

He got up and pushed the door shut, and then sat beside me playing with a piece of the trashcan.

"Principal Ikner thought my play was weird."

Beck frowned. "That's just one opinion."

I sighed and looked up at him. "The one opinion that matters."

"That's not true."

"Yes it is. If he doesn't like it, then I'm not allowed to put the play on here at school."

"So don't put it on at school."

I glanced at him. "Where else could I put it on?"

"Jade, we're in Hollywood. There's like 50 theaters per street."

"Beck, we're in Hollywood. Everything's, like, expensive," I mocked. He rolled his eyes.

"Just trying to help."

I chopped up the last piece of the trashcan and stole a glance of the copy of my play that was sitting on the floor. Eh. Might as well.

I grabbed the packet of paper and opened my scissors, ready to cut.

"No you don't," Beck said, grabbing my play from my hands.

"Why not," I protested.

"Because you haven't put it on yet!"

"And I never will. I. Have. No. Where. To. Put. It. On. For. Little. To. No. Money." I said slowly.

"There has to be somewhere…" Beck said, going in to thought.

"No there isn- wait! Beck! Your backyard!" I said excitedly. He looked at me bewildered.

"What about it?"

"You know how your Aunt had her wedding there, and you put up that stage thing and I sang on it…what if we used that stage for the play, and then put up two poles to hang curtains on…and we can get some microphones, and set up some plastic folding chairs…and we can roll down a backdrop that I can paint in art….Beck! Do you think your parents will let me? For like 10 showings," I looked up at him with pleading blue eyes.

He nodded. "I'll call her."

##

I was freaking out. It was 3 hours before the first showing of my play started, and we hadn't even set up the stage yet.

"Let's go! Hurry up!" I screamed at Beck, who was driving us to his house.

"Babe, I can't run a red light."

I sighed and thought of something productive I could do to give me more time later. I should make sure everything's okay… I pulled out my phone.

"Hey Hey!" Cat greeted.

"Cat. Do you have a costume for tonight? Jean shorts and a flannel shirt?" I asked.

"Uh…I don't have a flannel shirt. Unless a bedazzled sparkly hot pink one is okay…"

"Cat! The play is about a country girl who dies in a well! Not a New Jersey diva who- Never mind. I'll get you a flannel shirt. Now have you memorized your lines and made sure EVERYTHING else is okay?"

"My lines are memorized, but I sort of dropped my bra in a toilet, and when I put it on there are these big splashes of water around my boobs, and-"

"Get another bra! Now bye!" I hung up and Beck was looking at me.

"It was Cat." I muttered. HE nodded. I made my next call.

"Hey Jade," Sinjin answered creepily.

I shuddered. "Did you glue the moss to the backdrop and get all the outdoor lighting equipment we needed?"

"Of course. You know-"

I hung up. Just two more calls to go.

"Andre, is the music set?"

"Yup, I'm already at Beck's."

I nodded and hung up.

"Tori, did you post the fliers around the school?"

"Yesterday morning!"

I sighed in relief. We pulled into Beck's driveway and I burst out. In his backyard, the stage was there. The curtains and poles were lying on the ground, and Sinjin was putting up the backdrop. Andre was testing the music, and the lighting equipment was on the other side of Sinjin to do when he was done. The folding chairs were in a stack in the corner. So all me and Beck had to do was put out the chairs and the curtains. Easy enough.

"Hey guys!" Tori smiled, coming in the backyard with various posters. She laid them down in front of me.

"So, I made these signs to hang on the street, so people know where to go. Should I go put them up?" I nodded. It was going smoothly.

##

"Dad?" Cat sat up and looked at Eli, who was playing Cat's dad in the play. The lights went low and the curtains closed. My play was…awesome!

I glanced out in the crowd for the first time. I saw Tori, Beck, Beck's parents, Cat's parents, Robbie, and my…dad…in the first row. Wow. My dad came. A few rows back was Principal Ikner who was clapping. He came too? People started getting up and leaving, so I hopped down form my spot behind the curtains.

"Nice play!" Tori squealed. I glared at her.

"Good job babe," Back said, leaning to kiss me.

"That was excellent sweetie," Beck's parents applauded me. I smiled.

"I'm…shocked, Jade. I didn't know it would be that good…" Principal Ikner said, shaking my hand. I just glared at him so he lowered his head and left. I saw my dad approaching. Oh Boy…

"Jade."

"Dad."

We stared at each other, and I felt Tori and Beck holding their breathes beside me.

"What did you think of my play?" I asked softly.

"I liked it a lot. I was not aware you were capable of that."

"Thanks." I said. He sighed and leaned down to kiss my cheek.

"Let's go home now; I don't want to keep your stepmother waiting."

I nodded, and when he turned away, pecked Beck's lips and skipped away.

Not the best, but please don't hate. I'm going through a serious writers block.

R&R!

~Sarah (: