Sleepover at Sikowitz's

"Beeecck," I whined.

"Jadee," he mimicked.

"I don't want to go to Sikowitz's! Stay here with me and we can have some fun," I said, running a hand down his chest...and lower. He took in a sharp breath and removed my hand from his "no-no" zone.

"You're the one who wanted to go in the first place," he reminded me.

I groaned. "I just wanted to see where Sikowitz lived. That was before I had to be the sweet farm girl from happy land," I grumbled. "AND I have absolutely nothing to wear!"

Beck stared at his lap. "I might have something."

Why the hell would Beck have a farm girl outfit!

"Follow me," he said, getting up off his RV couch and leading me into his parents' house.

"Wait here," Beck told me once we were in. He disappeared into his older sister's room.

I played impatiently with my fingers while I waited for Beck. I did NOT want to go have a sleepover with Tori, Robbie, Andre, and Cat. In that order. I didn't want Cat or Tori to be within a 5 mile radius of Beck while he was sleeping.

"Funny joke Beck. You have no idea how big of tits you need to pull this thing off," Beck's sister, Brittany said, coming out of her room and rummaging through a closet in the hallway.

Brittany was the exact opposite of Beck. She and Beck were both adopted, and Brittany is your classic California Girl. She is 20 years old, home from college for fall break. She has bleach blonde hair and tan, but not fake tan, skin. Despite how she sounds, I actually like her. She's pretty cool.

"Brit, it's for Jade, not me. I'm not dressing up as a farm girl." Beck said. Brittany's lips quirked up and she set her eyes on me.

"Oh. Hey Jade."

I gave her a brief wave and she turned back to the closet. "Here it is...Beck...put your dick back in your pants and actually wait till she tries it on. I'm bigger than her, so it might not fit." Brittany said, throwing a plastic bag at me and returning to her room.

Beck led me back to his RV and I opened the bag to see some short shorts, a tiny plaid top, and cowboy boots. I raised my eyebrows at him. "It's supposed to be an INNOCENT farm girl." I said, "And where the hell did your sister get this!"

Beck grinned. "It was her Halloween costume from a few years ago. Sexy farm girl." I rolled my eyes. "There is no way I'm wearing this to our teacher's house."

"At least try it on," he said, sticking out his lower lip.

"Fine," I groaned. I pulled off my jacket and shirt and grabbed the plaid top. I frowned. It looked smaller than it actually was…for a sexy farm girl outfit this looked like it was going to droop on me a little. I slipped on the shirt and started buttoning it up.

"Noooo," Beck whined as I buttoned it all the way to the top.

"What?"

"Sexy farm girls don't button the shirt all the way up."

"Sexy farm girls also don't sleepover at Sikowitz's house," I winked, knowing how perverted that sounded. I looked in the mirror. It didn't look too bad. Since it was a little big on me, it ended just above my belly button, and I buttoned it up all the way. It looked good, but not too racy for a teacher's house. I shimmied out of my tight jeans, making my panties come down a little bit; too Beck's liking, and grabbed the shorts. Also big. I didn't bring a belt, so I glanced around Beck's RV for something. I spotted some rope in the corner. I cut a piece of rope and put it through the belt loops, tying it in the front. I slipped on the cowboy boots and admired myself in the mirror. It didn't look too bad.

"Beck…I'll wear this," I said, turning around. I almost gagged. Beck was dressed in this absolutely hideous puke green dress pants. He didn't have a shirt on, so that prevented me from puking.

"Uh…" I said. He grinned.

"Ello chap!"

I rolled my eyes.

We finished getting dressed and headed out the door at 6:15…10 minutes late. Whoops.

Have I mentioned how much I HATE Vega? Yes? Well I'm going to tell you why. There she was, stuffing Raisin Bran in Beck's mouth with her bright red lipstick, and here I was trying not to punch her. Because I was going to win. But this had to stop.

"Why look at you chipmunks getting all cozy feeding each other Raisin Bran." I started. Beck looked up at me innocently.

"You best be careful Mr. British Man, who knows what terrible things might happen to you if that continue."

Beck jumped back, giving an apologetic hand to Tori.

Glad that was over.

I smirked as Cat left the room with Sikowitz's nephew. Robbie was already eliminated, Cat was now gone, and Tori was seething with jealousy as Cat got the incredibly hot (not as hot as Beck) nephew to go on a date with her.

Now it was only Beck, Andre, Tori, and Me. I ran my fingers through Andre's dreads, pretending to care that he was pregnant. Beck was staring at my hands, so I moved them to Andre's face running my fingers down his cheeks. Beck grinned and asked Tori for some raisin bran. When he looked at me, cheeks full, I raised my eyebrows to say "Touché".

Andre's phone rang so I left him, and went to stand by Beck. We were just standing next to each other, and Andre's grandma burst in, and dragged Andre out. Beck tickled under my chin as we waved goodbye to Andre. I grinned. Just me Beck and Vega. Otherwise known as 2 vs. 1. I walked over by Sikowitz's kitchen space a looked at the quilt hanging on the wood. I know I looked in character, but this quilt was so familiar…kind of like the one on my bed that my grandma made, but it went missing like two years ago. I flipped it to the back, and scrawled on a taped piece of paper was:

To: Sikowitz

From: Sinjin.

This is my favorite quilt. It came from a very special person, but my mom said to give it to you. So here.

I gagged. I certainly didn't want it back after Sinjin slept on it.

"Sweet farm girl, do you mind grabbing the tray of quesadillas out of the oven?" Sikowitz asked.

"Of course not!" I said, reaching in the oven. I immediately pulled back my hand.

Fuckkk.

Beck looked up alarmed.

"They're hot…"Sikowitz said quietly.

I scrunched up my face and ran my hand under cold water. Sikowitz looked at me.

"Jade, maybe we should go to the hos-"

"WHO'S JADE? I'm Betsy Goldenheart from Alabama," I said, pain evident in my voice.

"Betsy, as a cop, I will escort you to the hospital," Tori said.

I grinned. I had a much higher pain tolerance than Tori so maybe….

"Thank you! Do you mind taking a peek at my burning flesh?" I asked Tori innocently.

Tori suspiciously walked up to where I was.

"Oh no! It looks like this burn is giving me muscle spasms!" I faked, grabbing Tori's hand and pressing it on the hot tray.

"OUCH! JADE THAT FREAKING HURT!" Tori screamed, pulling her hand away.

"EEH!" Sikowitz beeped. "YOUR OUT!"

"What, no! But…arg," Tori said, grabbing some ice and walking out.

My hand burned really badly…but now I only had one more person to beat, and this one was easy.

"You okay Betsy?" Beck asked in a British accent.

"Yes but these muscle spasms are quite atrocious! Oh my!" I said, pressing my lips to his. I bit down on his lower lip and he jumped back.

"Jade!"

"YOUR OUT!" Sikowitz beeped. Beck rolled his eyes and we awkwardly stood there.

"Teenagers…OUT!" Sikowitz said, pushing both of us out the door.

"Nice job," Beck said.

"Yeah. Now get me to the hospital, this fucking hurts," I grinned, looking at my hand.

Okay…not proud, but here! :D

Thanks for reviews, I'm starting season 2 next chapter with Beggin on your knees!

Check out my Elavan (actors that play Beck and Jade) Story, "It'll all work out in the end", or my Bade story "Mine". It's really good, and will hold you off until my next update

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Sarah