"Okay, if you had to give up the internet or one of your feet?" Tori asks when it comes to her turn for would you rather. It's a pretty obvious choice, idiota. That's Spanish for idiot just so you know. Wanted to try something new instead of the boring English translation.

"Foot." Everyone echoes Cat, some of us bringing our feet up as a gesture. I would say it was stupid but Beck did it and he's my boyfriend and I love him so...

"You would all give up your foot?" Tori asks. Duh, that's what we all said. Didn't you hear or was your head too busy with all those thoughts on whose boyfriend to kiss next? I get a kick in my back, causing me to turn around to glare at Jade, who rolled her eyes, motioning for Beck and me to follow her backstage. 

"What? I was busy thinking mean things about my sister." I tell her honestly, smirking as I ignore Beck's light slap on my arm.

"I'm dating Andre." She blurts out, my eyes go wide before I launch myself onto her in a hug, my streaked hair falling out of its really loose bun. She laughs along with Beck as I get off her, returning to Beck's side but still looking at her, excited. "Andre is telling the others now." She tells us, blushing at me wiggling my eyebrows at her. I force her to give me like a million details and even though Beck was rolling his eyes at half the things I asked, I could tell he was happy for his cousin too. We walked out after about ten minutes of talking and ignoring whatever is going on in the class.

When we do walk back in, however, Trina has stormed into the classroom and in response to that, Tori screams,

"On Santa!" Which makes my older sister go to the door and run out. Okay, that is totally normal and not odd at all. Yeah...

"Hey, is that Dale Squires?" Jade whispers in my ear, leaning forward from her seat behind Beck and me, who are on the front row while she and Andre are sat next to each other. I turn my attention to the plexiglass podium where the actual director of the Butterface, an internet sensation movie, is stood, staring at me. I bite my lip, suddenly really nervous as I feel the blood rush to my cheek in embarrassment as I move my legs off of Beck's lap, even though they do get pulled back up like a second later by Beck, as he glares at the celebrity.

"Yes, and I'm pretty sure he is checking me out!" I whisper back, her eyebrow getting raised at my smile at that fact, looking pointedly at Beck as I shrug his glare at Dale off. He can deal with it. I have to deal with all those girls flirting with him, can't he deal with Dale Squires looking at me? 

"Beck, how do you feel about re-working the one-act play you wrote last semester?" Our teacher asks my boyfriend, who acts chill about it even if I know he's super excited about it.

"Yeah, I'd be down for that." See? What did I say? Acting chill. I smile at him, nudging his shoulder as he smiles at me before wrapping an arm around my shoulder and bringing me closer to him.

"I wanna be murdered!" I call out to the teacher at the same time Jade yells,

"I wanna murder!" The teacher shrugs at us, nodding as Beck sighs, knowing we will get our way eventually like we always do. Dale looks at us oddly before Jade decides to explain. "We've read the play." He nods, realizing that she doesn't actually want to kill me. After all, who would she be horrible to my sister with then? 

"I wonder how Andre is gonna cope with having to cope with Jade," I say thoughtfully to Beck after class has ended and we walk out, waving bye to Dale, who did it first to me. I'm not some weirdo who just waves bye to someone I don't know, duh. Have you met me? Yeah, that's him and I'm just the nice person who reciprocates it. 

"Dunno, to be fair though, he does have the easier to cope with scissor twin." He points out, me shrugging in agreement. He's also been calling Jade and I that ever since Tori said it jokingly before the whole Wood disaster. "All you have to do is give her a pair of scissors and she'll get off your back." We walk out of the corridor to find her chasing some nerdy kid with what looks like the last can of Wahoo Punch from the vending machine, who looks a lot like Robbie... or Sinjin. Oh never mind, it is Robbie.

"Yeah, it would be amazing to give her a pair of scissors now!" I tell him sarcastically, opening my locker as he leans on the ones beside me. 

"Well, maybe very blunt, plastic ones. You know, but when you get mad, you mad. Like, I don't think I have ever seen anyone else calm you. I had to fly out from Canada that one time." He reminds me and I turn to him, glaring.

"Yes, I am sorry you had to leave your stupid family reunion because Tori let my hamster go into the woods by our house and I saw a white hamster ear lying on the floor!" I scream, remembering the white hamster that my parents got me when I was 14 as an emotional support animal called Mittens. After that, they realized Beck was my equivalent of an emotional support animal. I take a deep breath, calming myself down before turning to him again and continuing. "And when I'm nice, I can be... kinda nice to others, and I'm very nice to you. I'm easier to cope with than Jade then." I remind him, smiling sweetly as he raises his eyebrow at me.

"The one time you were fairly nice to Tori, she thought you were planning to fulfil Rex's plan when she found about the ping-pong club." He points out, watching as I stop in my tracks, eyebrows furrowing as I stare at him confused.

"I was," I tell him before walking off to our next lesson. 

~~~~~

I was collapsed on the floor for this scene in an outfit that wasn't really my style but I guess it was okay. I wouldn't wear the two pieces together at least. I do think that it's cute though and it's the costume I wore in the scene where Beck and I went on a date and the kiss scene which was also the death scene so here I was, playing a dead Monica on the floor. Until I get slapped by Jade, which is something I wouldn't usually stop for, but she had her rings on, and one of them was gold, which I'm allergic to. 

"Jade!" I yell, sitting up as Tori yells cut and Beck rushes over, knowing something is up otherwise I wouldn't have stopped the scene. "What the hell!" 

"What?" She asks, clueless about what's wrong. I sigh, rubbing my cheek which I'm pretty sure is really red. It's really hot either way.

"Take your rings off!"I tell her, confusing my best friend even more. "They're gold, I'm allergic!" I remind her, her face going shocked as she quickly pulls them off, giving them to her boyfriend. God, it's kinda fun to say that. Oh my god, I'm turning into my sister. As in Tori the fangirl! Help me! 

"And can you stop slapping her? You're supposed to look like her best friend for now, not her murderer. For now at least." Tori requests.

"I think it looks perfectly realistic," I tell Tori. I can endure a few slaps if it means annoying my sister. She glares at me as I smirk back.

"Your eyes were closed! And you're the one getting slapped!" She reminded me as I shrugged, not really caring as long as it was wazzing her off. She sighs, walking over to Dale as I start playing with Beck's hair as he sits next to me on the floor while my sister is... doing whatever she's doing. I don't really care.

"What's up?" Dale asks, looking at all of us sat on the floor, just chilling.

"Filming Scene 29 where Olivia finds Monica dead," Tori explains, crossing her arms. Dale surveys the room, eyes landing on the couch.

"Let's have Monica on the couch-" He starts, pointing for me to get on the couch when Andre cuts him off.

"We can't have her on the couch, Emily don't go on the couch." He tells me, seeing me stand up.

"The floor's hard and I've had my back on it for two hours!" I complain, throwing my hands up in the air when everyone ignores me.

"Why not?" Dale asks him, clearly thinking he's better than Andre. Which he kinda is, I mean he's a Hollywood director, but you're not supposed to think you're better than people, you're just supposed to be better than them. No need for the stuck up attitude.

"Because in Scene 28, Monica collapses on the floor," Tori tells him, pointing at me sitting on the floor as I wave at him as I start to dance and sing to a song I'm listening to on my phone, standing up. "Not like that. You know, dead." 

"You already filmed that? When?" Dale asks, confused and shocked. We go to an Arts school, not Midtown high, we're good at acting and can get a movie done well in pretty much no time, especially a short one based on a good one-act play that has a good script. Actually, Midtown high would probably be able to film a good movie if they had kids that could act. I'm pretty sure it's one of these schools where pretty much every kid is a nerd and can use a film camera well.

"Last night, when you were in the hot tub," Tori told him, annoyed. Yay! Someone else who annoys my sister. How fun! Literally, no sarcasm intended, I love it when people annoy Tori. 

"Oh." 

"Yeah. And can you tell Jade to stop slapping Emily?"

"She should do whatever she feels her character should do."

"Yay!" 

"You're the one getting slapped!"

~~~~~

I'm playing Candy Crush on my phone while Beck and the others go and try to get the credit back when Dale walks up to me. Guess it must not have worked. Oh well, I don't really care about it other than Beck, Jade, and mine. 

"Hey Emily, you did great on the movie." He tells me, smiling as he sits down on the free chair to my right.

"Thanks but, it was a pretty dick move taking Beck's credit, and mine, and Jade's." I point out, turning back to my phone as he sits there, looking awkward.

"Well, I couldn't really not take three people's credit and take the rest of it, could I?" He laughs, me not joining in as I roll my eyes.

"I don't really know. I'm 16, I'm in movies but I don't know the industry. I do know however that it was rude and horrible and while I don't care about the rest of them other than maybe Andre since he's dating Jade, Beck put a lot of time into writing that script and turning it into a movie and Jade and I put a lot of time into making the characters just right and I think you should give us credit." I give him a last glare before standing up and trying to walk away but before I could, he stops me.

"Wait, the three of you should come to the after-party. I told the others it was off but if the three of you come then I'll give you three the credit and there's gonna be a lot of people who really matter in the business there, it could get you a lot of opportunities." He shrugs, looking hopeful. 

"Alright."