Andre's Horrible Girl

I was casually sitting doing my homework during my free period. By Beck's locker. I wasn't over him. Not at all. I cried myself to sleep the night he didn't open the door. I was secretly hoping he'd come by his locker and see me and tell me that he made a mistake. But I didn't see him walking by. He actually looked like he was avoiding me because he threw glances in my direction but remained at Tori's side. I sighed and got up once I saw Cat throw away her soda.

"Cat…why did you throw away your soda?" I asked, referring to the completely full can that was now sitting in the garbage bin.

"I wasn't thirsty!" She giggled.

"But you…" I sighed. It was pointless. "What are you doing Saturday night?" I asked, crossing my arms.

"Dog-sitting for my mom's boss," Cat giggled, rubbing lipstick on her lip. She smacked them together making me shudder.

"What kind of dog?" I asked.

"I don't know…but it has a paw and a tail! Maybe it's a European Pawtail!" Cat giggled. I rolled my eyes. Cat frowned. "Why? What are you doing Saturday night?"

I was outraged. Usually nobody EVER had to ask me what I was doing on a Saturday because I was with Beck! "What! So you think because Beck and I broke up I have nothing to do? Well I have lots of things to do. Like I ton." I could already imagine myself sitting in front of the TV watching the scissoring over and over until I finished my ice cream and cried myself to sleep.

"No! I didn't mean-"

"But if you want me to cancel my plans Saturday night to hang out with you…Fine. I'll do it."

"No that's okay you don't-"

"I SAID I'LL DO IT!" I screamed, turning the other way to get to my next class early.

"Thank you!" Cat called after me. I rolled my eyes.

"Hey." I glanced up. Speaking of rolling eyes…Beck.

"Yeah…hey," I muttered. I held my gaze at Beck long enough to see him roll his eyes. I ran to class before he or anyone could see my emerging tears. I flung myself into Sikowitz's empty classroom and shut the door behind me. I tried to quietly cry, but I just couldn't hold it in. I had 3 minutes until students would start to trickle in. The room was still dark so Sikowitz wasn't here yet either. I buried my hands in my face. Why did it have to turn out like this?

"Gah! Who's here?" A voice said. MY head snapped up and my tears stopped flowing.

"Your worst nightmare." I said plainly, but inside I was scared.

The lights turned on. Sikowitz appeared by the switch.

"Jade…were you…crying?" Sikowitz laughed. Laughed. I stayed silent. "You're capable of emotion other than anger?" I gritted my teeth together and stormed out of the room. "JADE! Come back! I didn't mean it," Sikowitz screamed after me. I ran out past Beck and Tori and Robbie who looked at me with questioning eyes. I ran past the murmur of students who were surely talking about why Jade West had mascara streaks down her face.

But I ran right past them. All the way out the parking lot, where I didn't have a car. I caught a ride with….ew…Tori. I ran three blocks before I slowed down to a walk and started the long walk home.

I let my tears out. Nobody I knew would see them. Everyone was at school, and every adult I knew was at work. The only people roaming the streets at 2 in the afternoon were dropouts, college students, secretaries, homeless guys, assistants, and other adults with crappy jobs.

I was walking with my head hung low, so I only looked at the ground. A motorcycle was driving by, and I heard it slow down. I glanced up to see a guy near me on the street on a motorcycle. Maybe he was parking. I continued walking, and he used his foot to push the vehicle with me. I stopped. The person had a helmet on, so I couldn't see their face. Should I run? They didn't give me much of a choice. The guy slipped his helmet off and set it down. He was probably no more than 20 years old. He had black combat boots, jeans, and I plaid shirt. I shuddered. Remind you guys of someone?

Only this guy was the one guy on the planet that could even compete for looks with Beck. He was more muscular than Beck's scrawny arms. His hair was jet black, like mine, but cut short, and he had the same tan skin as Beck, only slightly lighter.

"What's a pretty thing doing out here with tears on her face?" He spoke, causing a new load of tears to fall.

"I don't know you…" I muttered.

"Or do you, Jade," he said. My head snapped up.

"Who are you?" I shrieked.

He laughed. "Your bag says Jade so I took a guess. I don't know you," he smiled. I laughed at my brief terror. "But, Jade, you never answered my question, why the tears?" He smiled.

"It's a long story." I said.

"I've got time. And so do you," He grinned.

"Is my schedule on my bag too? Didn't think so. You don't know how much time I have," I spat, turning on my heel and walking away. He jumped off his bike and followed me. Like Beck never did.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't make assumptions. But I know I have time. Do you?" He smiled. He was so goddamn cute. But this is pretty much the same way I fell for Beck. Because he was cute.

"No." I said, and continued walking.

"Okay. I don't wanna sound like a stalker, but I know you do. You're crying. You go to Hollywood Arts, which doesn't let out for another 3 hours. My younger brother goes there. But I haven't seen him since 11th grade as well as the rest of my family." He said.

I glanced at him. "I didn't ask about your life story. How do you know I go to Hollywood Arts?" I muttered.

"Your bag," He grinned. I glanced down at my bag. It was a bag a rarely wore. It had JADE in graffiti letters, and then different things about me. Like scissors, and Hollywood Arts. I made it in 9th grade out of a sheet of canvas and some leather straps.

I rolled my eyes. "Fine. You got me. I have time. What's your name?" I asked.

"I'm Bryan. Bryan Oliver," He smiled. I shuddered. Oliver. Luckily Beck didn't have a brother. HE laughed. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing. I just know somebody with the last name of Oliver," I shrugged, "But he doesn't have a brother."

Bryan laughed. "Well ok. How about we get some coffee and you explain your tears," he smiled, pressing his hands to my cheek and rubbing off stray tears.

I sighed. "Ok."

We walked into a close coffee shop. "What kind of coffee?" He asked.

"Black, two sugars," I muttered, sitting down in a booth while Bryan went to order. He came back a few minutes later and handed me my coffee. I smiled at him.

"So..." He said, taking a sip.

I shrugged. "Can I get to know more about you first?" I asked. He nodded. "Why haven't you seen your family in so long?"

He shrugged. "My brother hated me. My parents loved my brother more. Me and my brother both wanted to be actors, but my parents could only afford to send one of us to Hollywood Arts. They picked Beck, and I left." He said. I nearly spit out my coffee. "You ok?" He laughed.

"What did you say your brother's name was?" I asked.

"Beck. Beck Oliver."

"I've got to go," I muttered, standing up.

"What? Do you know him? I promise, we're nothing alike. We sorta look the same, but that's it!" Bryan said quickly. I paused.

"Nothing alike?" I asked.

"Well, we both love acting, but yeah."

I shrugged and sat back down.

"I take it you know Beck," Bryan said. I nodded. "And you don't like him?"

"It's part of my long story." I said.

"Well. Let's hear what my baby brothers done to you. Is it anything illegal?" he asked.

I shook my head. "Three years ago I met him. So that's a few years after you left your family I'm guessing. We were partners for a short script. It was a romance. We kissed onstage, he said he felt something and I declined everything, but he took me out for coffee. I guess I kinda liked him, and we went out. And yeah. We went out for three years. I guess we kinda grew apart the past few weeks, and we were always fighting. Like, always. I went over to his RV-"

"RV?"

"Yeah. He lives in an RV in your parent's driveway. He got it after he started dating me because your parents don't like me."

"That must be like a totally easy way to have sex every night," he grinned. I nodded.

"Anyways, I went over to his RV and we starting yelling, and he-he," I stuttered, new tears threatening to fall. "He hit me. I told him to go to hell, and I left. The next day, he apologized and said he never wanted anything to happen and then we had this really weird sex that I don't think either of us enjoyed. Then our…This guy Sinjin was testing a game show called 'queries for couples' and it was like a question show. And Beck and I were fighting and got voted worst couple. Then we weren't invited to our…friend... Tori's house to play poker, but somehow he knew they were all there, and our friends admitted they didn't invite us because we were always fighting, and then I stormed out of the house and told Beck I was counting to 10, and if he didn't come out we were over. And…he didn't come out." I shrugged.

"And what hurts the most is that he's okay. He's not running out of school with tears in his eyes. He's laughing with Tori and acting like he's free and that for three years I was what was holding him down," I shrugged.

Bryan was staring at his coffee. "I'm sorry. If I still remembered my old address I would go beat the crap out of him. Once, for hitting you. Hitting a girl is just wrong. Twice for breaking your heart. And the last time for everything he's gotten that I never had a shot at. The acting mostly." Bryan said. I smiled.

"It's okay. Don't do that. He's your brother," I sighed. "But I still love him. And I need to get over him," I sighed.

Bryan bit his lip. "How about Saturday night I take you to a movie and dinner," he smiled.

I nodded. "I would love that." I sipped the last of my coffee and tossed it in the trash. Bryan did the same and we walked out.

"Do you need a ride home?" He asked, pulling out a second helmet to his motorcycle. I grinned and nodded. He helped me strap it on, we hopped on. I wrapped my arms around his waist tightly.

"First time?" HE laughed. I nodded and buried my face in his back as he started up. A few seconds later I unwrapped my arms and laughed.

"Where do you live?" He shouted. I bit my lips before answering.

"Who cares!" I screamed. He laughed and he sped to country roads out of Hollywood. I breathed in the trees, the grass, and the freedom.

So this is what Beck felt like.

"You wanna come back to my place?" He asked.

"Sure!"

He sped back into Hollywood and parked in a parking garage. We walked over to an apartment complex and he pressed the button for the 10th floor. I felt butterflies in my stomach.

Wait. I had plans with Cat for Saturday night.

"I have to call my friend real quick," I smiled. He nodded and I followed him to his room once the elevator opened. I pulled out my phone.

"Hey Cat."

"Jadey! Where are you I was worried!"

"I'm fine. I just needed to go home. Uh, I made plans for Saturday night so I can't dog-sit with you."

"Oh. It's okay I guess."

"Okay. I'll see you at school."

"Bye Jadey!"

I hung up and smiled at Bryan. I looked around his apartment complex. It had a wicked view of the Hollywood Hills in the distance.

"This is amazing," I said, actually impressed.

"Not as amazing as you," he grinned. I raised my eyebrow and he walked towards me and grabbed my hand.

"I really like you," he whispered, bringing my hand to his mouth and kissing it softly. I winced. "What's wrong?"

"You and Beck flirt the same way," I laughed.

Bryan looked at his feet, "Sorry." I contemplated what to do next, but there was nothing holding me back from doing what I wanted.

I lifted his chin, "I never said I didn't like it." I pressed my lips to his and pulled back. He had a goofy grin on his face.

"Now, I'm going to go home," I smiled.

"You need a ride?" He asked.

I shook my head. "I need time to think." I was about to leave but I ran back and grabbed a pen, writing my number on his arm.

"Call me Saturday," I winked, giving him a pick on the lips and running out.

I felt like a girl. A happy girl.

I logged on theslap and posted a status. Have a date tonight. I HOPE THIS DOESN'T MAKE BECK JEALOUS.

My phone buzzed a few minutes later and all that was going through my head was Bryan. I was sadly disappointed. I really needed to change his contact name

From: My soulmate. My rock. My Beck

Really?

From: Jade

What?

From: His brother's way hotter

A date? We both know you're lying.

From: Jade

Really?

From: His brother's way hotter

We both know you're a single woman. The only date you have tonight is with your cats and ice cream. Ha. Cat.

I rolled my eyes.

From: Jade

How come you never mentioned you had a brother?

From: Beck

What? Who told you?

From: Jade

No one. But I have a date with him tonight.

I threw my phone back satisfied. Beck didn't reply, and I got another text.

From: Bryan

What's your address? I'm ready to pick you up!

I grinned and texted him, and rolled out of my bed to adjust my hair and makeup. My doorbell rang a second later and I ran out.

"Hey," I smiled.

"Hey. You look great." He commented. I had gotten a new top yesterday and grinned.

"You do too."

"Shall we?" He grinned, holding out his arm. I took it and walked with him to his car, which was his vehicle of choice tonight.

Was I being uncharacteristically nice? Yeah, probably. But this was the ultimate way to make Beck jealous. And Bryan wasn't too bad either.

I glanced ahead of us once we were in the car. Was that Beck's car down the street? Bryan started the car and I tapped his shoulder.

"Drive slowly for a second."

He slowed down and I glanced out. It was Beck's car. And Beck was hunched over in it…crying?

I shook it off, but couldn't help but notice when Beck followed a little behind us.

"What's wrong?" Bryan asked.

"Nothing."

We drove to the restaurant and he helped me out. When Bryan wasn't looking I threw a glance behind my shoulder to see Beck's car pull in. He was seriously stalking us.

A waiter led us to our reserved table and we ordered soda.

"So tell me about you," Bryan smiled.

"Uh…I like acting, but it's mostly singing and playwriting." I said.

"That's cool."

"Yeah. What about you. You're like the picture perfect tall dark and handsome," I joked. Bryan laughed.

"Well when I left I moved in with a cousin. I went to a trashy public school, but then got a scholarship to a private school my 12th grade year. I have a full-ride scholarship to UCLA right now. I'm 20."

I nodded. "What do you want to be?"

"Special effects guy on movies," he smiled.

"That's really cool. Most guys want to be actors and on the camera with their big egos," I commented, a little louder when I noticed Beck take a table a few down from us.

"Well I'm not most guys," He whispered. Before I knew it, he was leaning in for a kiss, and I responded.

"I sure hope not."

"How may I help you?" A waitress said.

"Penne with shrimp. I'll hurt you if you put in tails." I smiled sweetly. Bryan laughed.

"I'll have the same."

The waitress scurried away. Suddenly, I felt tremors under my seat. I glanced at Bryan who also had an alarmed look on his face.

"Earthquake!" Someone screamed.

Bryan ducked under the table, and I thought about going under with him, but I couldn't take my eyes off a wobbling cabinet beside me.

"Jade!" A voice screamed. Before I knew it, a hit the ground with a thud, and the cabinet crashed to where I was just sitting.

I glanced up. "What the fuck!" I screamed at the limbs on top of me.

"Jade, thank God you're okay," I looked closer. Beck. He had saved me.

"I'm fine…" I said narrowing my eyebrows. He rolled off of me, and we sighed in relief as the tremors stopped.

"Jade!" Bryan shouted, coming out of the table. He stopped in his tracks when he saw me in Beck's arms. "Oh. Good you're okay." He whispered.

"Bryan." Beck said.

"Beckett," Bryan mocked. Beck stood up, but Bryan had a few inches on him, as well as 30 pounds in muscle.

"Why the fuck would you take my ex-girlfriend on a date?" Beck yelled.

"EX! Ex-girlfriend Beck. And I didn't know she was your ex. I saw her crying on the streets because of a breakup because a certain brother of mine hit her!"

Beck snapped his mouth shut and turned to me. "You know I didn't mean to do that."

"Well you did. And what's done is done, including our breakup," I muttered, dusting myself and walking back to Bryan.

"Jade, I've been thinking, and I'm nothing without you. My life sucks. It's boring. And I regret hitting you that night. I was just so frustrated because I though the girl I loved didn't love me back," Beck said, earning aws from everyone else in the restaurant.

Bryan had his fists clenched behind me but kept his mouth shut.

"I-uh…don't know." I said.

"Go ahead! It's only one more thing you'll take from me, Beck." Bryan spat.

"This one you took from me," Beck said.

"Shut up! Both of you. I need time to think. Bryan, will you please take me home?" I asked. Bryan nodded and Beck sighed. We went to Bryan's car.

"What are you thinking?" Bryan asked.

"I want to go to your place." I said, giving him a seductive smile and stroking his hand.

"You mean-"

"You know what I mean."

I wrote a note to Bryan.

Thanks so much for last night. I had fun, and to be honest it was some of the best sex I've had in a while. But, I don't think I can date either you or Beck right now. You're almost 5 years older than me, and I'm just going to focus on school right now. You should too. Go make things right with Beck and your parents, and maybe after I graduate we'll see. I might date Beck again, I might date you. I don't know. But thanks anyways. You're an amazing guy.

Jade

I slipped on my clothes that were discarded last night and stepped into the cool night air outside. I pulled out my phone. I wrote that note the make Bryan feel better, but I knew which Oliver I was going back to.

"Hey Beck. I've been thinking too, and I want to be together. Call me back in the morning. No earlier than 10. Thanks."

Blaaah. Jade was incredibly OOC but screw it.

R&R

Sarah