A/N: Okay, this is it Kiddies. This story was so traumatic but some people wondered what Cadence was thinking. Well This is the little epilogue with her thoughts and actions. Enjoy!-S.K.

Kay

"How do you kiss?" Rory asked me as we were sitting in our secret spot. A Playhouse my mom's built when Rory had first moved in next door to our old house in Hollywood Hills. They had it shipped over to sit in a children's Area in our Massive Beverly Hills fenced in yard.

The little girls preferred the sand Gazebo, so Rory and I made it our clubhouse. Now it was the place where I was gonna know if I liked kissing girls. "I see my moms do it all the time. Here…" I said, placing my hands at either side of her face and tilting her head to the left. "Just close tour eyes," I whispered, because that's how Mamá talked to my mom before she kissed her. I lifted her chin and leaned forward. She shivered as my lips met hers.

When we parted, she sighed and opened her eyes. "How was that?" She asked.

To be honest, it wasn't a big deal and I shrugged. "Okay I guess."

"Lets try a French." She stated eagerly.

"Eww, like you want to stick you tongue in my mouth?" I asked emphasizing the "your" and "my" by moving my hands between the two of us. I instantly wished I hadn't said it, because Rory seemed hurt. I sighed, "Rory, I—"

"We don't have to. I just wanted to know what the big deal was."

I leaned forward and put my mouth on hers, then I did I had seen with my moms and pushed my tongue on her lips and with it's tip, parted them. She opened her mouth and my tongue touched hers. Electricity shot through me as I could taste her mouth I pulled Rory closer, and I could feel the heat of my very own baby maker begin within me. I moaned into the kiss, as I pressed myself to her and her hands made themselves under my shirt to cup my breasts.

She jumped when she felt my hardness. I mean I am hardly large by any means but I guess a little bump where there shouldn't be would startle anyone. She jumped away from me. "What is that?"

"I…" I started not knowing how to explain.

"You are a boy?" Rory said backing away. "Listen if I wanted a boy… I'm going to go."

"Rory… I'm not a boy!" I stated but she ran through the back yard, into the house and right past mamá. I stopped short at the back door and watched as Rori ran for her backpack and searched for her phone. She looked at her then at me. I guess my face was stricken cause mamá signaled for mom to go after her, and she came to me and walked out to the yard with me.

"Hey," She said wrapping me in a hug, "What happened?" We sat by the pool and stuck our bare feet into the water. I reveled in the cool sensation the water had on my super heated skin.

"I kissed her." I said knowing I was in trouble for sure, but I just needed to talk to someone about it.

"And you liked it?"

"A lot… My… you know, it came out and poked her." I said then I broke down into sobs. "She thinks I am a boy."

Instead of yelling at me for disobeying her, mamá wrapped her arm around me and squeezed my shoulder. "That little tool, is important. You have to use it properly that is why I don't want you dating till later."

"Don't worry… I will never do it again. When I am allowed to date I'm dating guys. At least I know I won't have to explain my… Ugh… why do you have to be so weird?" I ended that statement at almost a yell. Mamá wasn't taken aback she only shrugged.

"It's your decision to be whoever you want to be Kay. However you want to be and with whoever you want to be with. But not till you are sixteen."

"I hate you." I stated under my breath but I know she heard me. Mamá, only stood up and walked away. "You, a slut. You hurt mom, you hurt me… you don't care about anyone but AJ. I mean it's even your fault André is dead. I hate you."

Mamá only sighed and blinked back some tears. "I see," she said with a nod. Then she walked away. I really didn't hate her but I wanted to hurt her. Just wanted to get something out of her. So if she cries to Mom about what I said. Good.

I got up and followed her into the house. She kissed Mom like I had first kissed Rory, Tickled Caro and Layla and said; "I'll take Rory home."

"Are you okay?" Mom asked taking her hand. Mamá nodded and smiled. "Take the babies with you please?"

"Sure," she answered and grabbed Aj and Amber's car seats and put my six-month-old brother and five month old sister in their seats and walked out of the house handing Aj to Rori, because he was a lighter load.

That was the last time I saw Rori. She never came back to visit that summer, and as I entered the sixth grade at Hollywood arts that fall, I found out that she hadn't been Accepted after all.

One morning I was at my locker, with a cup of coffee in hand, and as I turned I smashed into a wall, it seemed, dumping all of the coffee on a set of white skinny jeans. I looked up, a pair if indigo eyes peered back in surprise. It was Charlie, an eight grade boy that all of the lower school girls , except me, were in love with. "I'm so sorry." I apologized and proceeded to try and clean his pants off with the sleeve of my shirt.

"It's… okay." He said taking my hand in his, and suddenly that same electric current that had run through me while kissing Rory took over me again. Wow… maybe I wasn't just gay. Maybe I was like Mom and I could live my life as a normal girl, and not a freak like My slut of a mother. Okay she wasn't a slut … and A.J. was really a cute little kid and so smart. But… ugh, I hate her.

He had said something while my mind had been on Victoria, and I knew I looked stupid. I was dumbstruck, just another sixth grade twit that was in love with him. No way, wasn't going to happen. I wasn't allowed to date for four more years anyway. "Hey, I'll pay for them, I said, a hundred bucks enough?" I asked.

He laughed. "Chill, these are Target jeans, didn't cost that much." As he talked I caught myself admiring the way those jeans hugged him.

"Yo, eyes up here!" He said with a chuckle. I blushed deeply. "My name's Charlie.

"Cadence," I stated.

"Wow, that's unusual. Only Cadence I know of is Vega." He didn't know who I was… that was… awesome.

I smiled, "Cool." Was all I said, and I got ready to leave. "Sorry about your jeans again."

He shrugged. "Seriously, it's no big deal." I smiled and tried to take my hand out of his grip. He stopped me by tightening his grip. "Wait, um… want to go out for pizza sometime? He asked … wait he asked me out. He asked ME out. What girl in her right mind would say no?

So I did what any rational sixth grade girl would do. "Sure!" I said. What was I supposed to say? My lame-o mother didn't let me date? No way! She gets no respect from me. Plus… he was really kind of cute and I felt like being bad.

"Great! Um…" He said reaching for my cell and typing out his phone number into it then ringing his own phone before giving it back to me. "See you around!"

"Bye!" I said and leaned back into my locker grinning from ear to ear.

"I could have sworn you were gay." The girl with the locker next to me said making me jump out of my skin.

I turned my head to Gretchen and frowned. She was this total Goth chick… granted she wasn't even called Gretchen She just thought it sounded more Goth than Summer her given name. "That is none of your business."

"You know he couldn't care less about you and is all into your moms." She turned to look at me. "Or did you really believe that he didn't know who you were?"

I hated that I have no friends, Summer or Gretchen or whatever was the only one who dared to talk to me. Of course she teased me relentlessly and most often threatened my life than not. I looked over her black pained nails and Black and purple colored hair black painted lips her nose and eyebrow piercings that I can't believe her hippie parents allowed her to have. Yet they won't let her have a tattoo. She reminded me of someone. "I suppose you don't care who they are." I said folding my arms over my chest.

"Do I look like I would listen to Tori Vega's greatest hits? Please!" She said finishing up with her things and slamming her locker shut. "Jade West, however, I was a fan of for years, so Yeah that is the only reason why I don't slip poison into your lunch."

She began to walk away and I stared after her, actually checking her out. She was hot, and I felt the surge again. "You know I'm not gay just because they are!" I shouted after her.

She looked over her shoulder and smirked. "Then stop staring at my ass."

I bit my lip and sighed heading toward my first class of the day. This was gonna be a long four years.