Disclaimer: I own nothing but the story line.

A/N: This past week has been absolutly horrible for me! So, I'm going to get all my emotions out with this story. I also want to say thank you to my girlfriend and my readers who are always there for me :) thank you! xoxo

CHAPTER 2: A Date with Beck

2 Months Later

The spring musical was now over. We had just had our final performance of "West Side Story" and I was kind of glad it was over. A musical takes tons of time to rehearse. Hollywood Arts has a spring musical every year. Usually, our spring performances are the best because that's when all the producers and college people come to watch the performances.

The only thing I'm really going to miss, is having tons of time to spend with Beck. I hadn't really paid attention to him in the past, but after working with him and being around him more, I can't help but to like him.

As I was about to leave the Hollywood Arts theatre, Tori came up to me. "OMG! So I just heard the craziest thing ever!"

"What the fuck do you want Vega?"

"Cat likes you!" I stood in front of the stage door, stunned. I was about to respond when Beck came up to me. He had a charming smile on his face and just seemed so welcoming.

"West Side Story went by fast huh? It's going to suck not being able to see you 24/7. But it doesn't have to be that way. Are you up for going out to dinner?"

"Um, sure. tonight?" I questioned him.

"Yeah, unless you'd like to do it some other time..."

I cut him off "No, no, tonight's fine."

"Cool, so, I'll come get you around 7?"

"Sounds fine to me."

He walked out the stage door and I heard his car drive away. I expected to feel really happy and excited that the hottest guy in school just asked me out, but I don't. It's really weird, because I do like Beck, so why am I not happy?

I looked in my mirror as I tied the back of my forest green dress. It was a little snug, but it'll do. Then, I sat on my bed and put on my combat boots. I'm not really the type of girl to wear heals. After I was fully dressed, I went back to the mirror and stared at the image in front of me for what seemed like hours.

It's not that I was displeased with what I saw, I just felt like I didn't even know my own reflection. I thought maybe I should just cancel my date with Beck tonight. Don't get me wrong, I like the guy, but something about me and him together doesn't feel exactly right. I grabbed my phone from my bedside table and began to call Beck. It rang twice before he answered.

"Hey Jade! I'm in front of your house now, you ready?" Shit, too late to back out now. The boy already drove here. Even I'm not mean enough to cancel now.

"Uhh...yeah. I'll be out in a sec." I clicked the end button and was left to my thoughts again. I'll just see if we have any chemistry at dinner tonight. What's one little date?

Beck had a really nice car that smelt like fresh mint. As we drove, we had a long conversation about music. I really enjoyed the conversation because, there aren't many people who will talk about music non-stop. Beck is the only guy that hasn't talked about sex. Usually the first things a guy says to me on our first date is "So, how many dates do you go on until sex?" or something like that.

Not all guys are like that though, and I respect the men out there who aren't obsessed with sex. It just seems like it's extremely hard to find a decent, respectful guy lately.

We continued to talk about music throughout dinner and I was actually enjoying myself for once in my life. This is the only date that I haven't brought a pair of scissors along with me, which is a big deal.

When we had finished dinner and Beck drove me back to my house, I was glad to say that I had actually had a good night.

"Thanks for dinner Beck. I actually had a really good time." I smiled for the first time in what seemed like forever.

"You're welcome Jade. We should do this again sometime." He smiled and walked my to the door. On a regular date, I'd think this was stupid and cheesy, but this wasn't a normal date. It was a date with Beck.

I moaned as a fucking siren went off in my room. Ugh, fuck mornings. I slammed my hand down on my bedside table, missing my alarm clock. A pain ran through my hand as I realized that I'd hit a pair of open scissors.

Once I had fully woken up and taken care of my bleeding hand, I smiled, remembering the privious night. I quickly ran to retrieve my phone to check for any messages from Beck.

As soon as my phone turned on, a disturbing image apeared on my phone screen.

Beck: Hey. You're probably sleeping now. But I had a great night and it sorta made something pop up if you know what I mean ;)

Attatched to the text was a picture of a dick. Ugh, I knew it was too good to be true. Fuck relationships.

When I walked into school Beck ran up to me and slammed his lips against my face. I lifted my knee and he fell to the ground, holding what he sent me a picture of last night. Okay, so I went a little too far by kicking him in the balls, but I love watching people shrivle up in pain.

As I headed towards my locker, a girl bumped into me.

"Hey, watch where the fuck you're going!" I turned around and saw Cat. Her eyes started to tear up because of my harsh language. I looked into her eyes as she started to cry. Normal people would've apologized and comforted her, but I just stood there staring at her.

Suddenly, I remembered what Tori had told me yesterday after West Side Story had ended.

"Cat likes you!" I repeated the words in my head. I saw Beck walking towards me in the corner of my eye and I knew I had to do something fast. I don't know what happened, but I lifted up Cat's chin and brought my lips to her's causing a sensation to explode throughout my entire body.