Right now I hate Beck. I fucking hate him so much. He is acting like a child; if he cant get what he wants then he will make things difficult for everyone around him. Tori seems pretty mush inconsolable at the moment. She is blaming herself, I can see that; but none of this is her fault, a certain level of blame could possibly be placed upon me, but I refuse to feel guilty for loving her. Beck will not get away with this, and if he hurts Tori anymore I will make things very uncomfortable for him.
How dare he refer to Trina as someone 'to do'! Now don't get me wrong; I cannot stand Trina; she is obnoxious, selfish, untalented and just downright annoying. But as Tori said she is 'a person' a living breathing girl with feelings; not simply a toy to play games with as Beck seems to think. When I left him the last thing that I wanted to do was hurt him, but right now I could quite happily do so, the reason I had refused to talk to him about Tori was because I had thought that it would hurt him too much, what with Tori being his friend; right now however that idea is incredibly appealing.
"Tor, babe; I-I think we should tell Beck about us." I stumble over my words and do not realise that I have voiced them out loud until Tori is staring at me.
"Jade, god you have no idea how happy that makes me. But the timing is awful, if Beck is willing to treat Trina this way is a bid to upset you, how on earth is he going to act if he finds out that I am the other half of this puzzle that is tearing him apart. I can't; I just can't risk having him hurt her anymore."
"You're right" I sigh in response, "But we will figure this out."
Our convocation is cut short as the front door opens.
"Tori! Trina! Can you help me please?" the voice of Mrs Vega bellows from the doorway as she pushes through carrying several shopping bags.
Quick as a flash Tori is up off of the sofa and rushing to the car to grab some more, I follow her not wanting to be left in the living room with her mother.
"Thank you girls!" Mrs Vega says smiling at us as we place the bags on the kitchen counter and begin unpacking them. "Hang on, you're not Trina" She exclaims after taking a proper look at me. No shit Sherlock I think to myself, the day anyone can actually confuse me and Trina Vega will gladly be the day I shoot myself! "Tori, you are grounded. That means no friends over, you know that." She scolds lightly causing Tori to blush and dart a worried glance at me.
"Sorry Mrs Vega, it's just we have a project together in our acting class," I lie "we have left it a little late and may have to stay up quite late tonight in order to get it finished." I flash my sweetest smile.
"Ahh well that changes things then" she replies beaming, "Tori seems to be neglecting many things that she shouldn't be recently. Seeing as you may have to work till quite late would you like to stay the night-" she comes to a halt realising that she doesn't know my name.
"I'm Jade" I cut in quickly.
"Of course you are, such a pretty name, and perfect for someone with eyes like yours! Now Jade you are more than welcome to stay the night. Tori you can set up the camp bed in your room for yourself and Jade; Tori's bed is all yours tonight. I will finish unpacking the shopping you two best get on with your work."
I cannot believe that worked out so well, I get to spend yet another night with the gorgeous Tori Vega. Plus we will hopefully have enough time to figure out what to do about Beck. Tori and I head towards the stairs, but her mother calls out to her again.
"Tori! Where is your sister?" she shouts after us. These words alone cause Tori to flinch noticeably. "What's wrong Tori? What has she done now?" her mother questions.
"She's on a date." Tori states "a date with Jade's ex."
"Oh" is all that escapes her mother's lips before she scurries off again.
"Well Vega I think we can safely assume that now you mother will not guess about our relationship." I say smiling at her. "I cannot wait to test out your bed," I purr into her ear.
"Nope, not tonight Jade" she responds causing me to pout slightly. "Sorry babe just scheming and sleeping tonight. Oh and cuddles, lots of cuddles." She smiles to me, and I'm fine with that, as long as I am close to her.
After an hour of us being very unsuccessful in figuring out what we can do about beck, Tor's mum calls us down for dinner; homemade lasagne, this makes a hell of a difference to the ready meals my father stocks our freezer with. He is never home to cook, and my mother having left when I was ten; never taught me to cook. Needless to say home cooked food was never seen in the West household. I had demolished my dinner and thanked Mrs Vega for what must have been at least three times, causing Tori to smile and giggle and only just manage to disguise it with a cough. Once everyone had finished Mrs Vega set down a plate of lemon meringue pie in front of me, oh my god I get pudding too! I am definitely going to have to stay here more often.
After finishing our food we returned to Tori's room. The evenings events combined with the large portion I had just finished has left me exhausted, and judging by the looks of Tori I would say she feels the same. Any idea of continuing to plot a plan of revenge disappears as we both collapse onto her bed. I wrap my arms tightly around her, and our bodies mould together. Words do not need to be spoken and no further action needs to be taken, the security and love that Tori and I share is filling the room with every exhale, and fuelling though our bodies with each inhale. It isn't long before we drift into peaceful slumber and a vivid memory like dream invades my mind.
It is the night of the big showcase, and having not been selected to perform in it I had not intended to be a part of the audience. However Beck had been adamant that we had to go and support Andre. Normally I would have thought this a reasonable suggestion, but this year he had been partnered with the incredibly untalented Trina Vega, listening to her attempt to sing made my ears bleed.
None the less Beck had won this argument and there I was sitting in the audience, wishing I was anywhere else. Andre's turn was announced and I prepared myself for the worst. But Trina Vega was not present on the stage. Instead; where she should be stood another girl. I was yet to notice this as I had kept my eyes closed, I prefer to hear music without visual distractions, but Beck had nudged me causing me to all unwillingly I open my eyes - then I opened them wider, and lifted my head. The boredom and annoyance I had felt before, were quite forgotten. Piercing the shadows of the naked stage was a single shaft of rosy limelight, and in the centre of this there was a girl: the most beautiful girl - I knew it at once! - that I had ever seen.