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Freddie was thoroughly disgusted with himself and angry beyond belief as he walked down the enclosed pathway to head out of the apartment complex.

He had been so lonely after the last seven months that the first hot girl that threw herself at him, he readily jumped on her like a dog in heat. He saw himself as a pretty upstanding, maybe even a noble kind of guy, particularly when it came to girls even if they never seemed to reciprocate, but not something like what had just happened. The last few minutes he seemed like a man possessed in his encounter with Cat and made him question if he was any different than all the losers he had known. A bit of dread ran through him in wondering if he had physically hurt her in being so rough.

If the self-loathing wasn't enough on those two points, the look of hurt he saw in Sam's eyes struck him hard, seeming to prove that his initial assessment of the situation being some kind of trick seemed to be correct, but against Sam and him being a useful pawn.

However, Sam's hurt seemed to leave him confused as to why. They had broken up on amazingly good terms and they were each free to date whoever they wished, so why did she look so hurt?

He couldn't continue that line of thought as he heard a voice call out behind him, "Hey?!"

He stopped and turned to the authoritative voice calling out behind him to see the gorgeous nearly raven hair coloured girl. He took a moment to take a really good look at her. Her hair with blue and purple highlights/extensions framed her lovely pale and blemish free face with its cute nose and pink perfectly proportioned lips. His eyes travelled down and back up with a blink of an eye to see that she was nicely curved girl with an ample bust she was hiding under her shirt, hips that looked to flare out just enough and shapely legs under her leggings.

However, as hot as the gothically described girl looked, the greatest thing that struck him was her blue with a hint of green eyes. They were intense and piercing and if he had the opportunity to peer into them long enough, he thought he could look directly into her soul.

His assessment only took a briefest of seconds and he readily called back out somewhat awkwardly, "Hey."

The facial jewellery wearing teen nodded her head to properly introduce herself, "I'm Jade."

"Like I said, I'm Freddie."

She suppressed her physical attraction to him in saying anything flirtations and stated in a nice platitude, "Nice to meet you."

He slightly bowed his head and remarked, "Yeah… thanks."

There was an awkward pause before Jade laughed it off, "Where are you heading?"

He thought about that for an instant, not really pausing long enough to think where he was going after Sam threatened him. He quickly reached the logical conclusion then casually remarked, "I guess I'm heading home. There's no point staying: Cat lied to get me down here about Sam being hurt and Sam definitely doesn't want me around."

Jade felt a twinge of disappointment with his decision to just take off. She'd admit to herself that hormones were driving her a little in wanting to get him to stay a little longer, but she was intrigued by the guy that most certainly Sam's ex and wanted her curiosity satisfied, especially since Sam tried to warn her off as if saying not to touch something made it all the more tempting to do the complete opposite.

"I get that… especially how she just unfairly threatened you, but… you want to go through the airport hassle again right now? You want to take a breath and grab something to eat?"

His lips formed a small frown at seeing her point. He just wanted to get out of the city as fast as possible and crawl under a rock in shame, but the lovely girl had a point. He was a little tired just from the ordeal of going through airport security and flying even if it was a fairly short trip and he just had a pretty good physical workout with the redhead.

"Is that an offer for a late lunch?"

She crossed her arms under her chest (slightly pushing up her breasts in her shirt) smirked and cocked an eyebrow, mentally giving herself a pat on the back for her first victory.

After a short drive through L.A. in Jade's car, she pulled the vehicle past the front of her house then turned to head up the driveway and into the garage. Freddie looked a touched wide-eyed when he spotted the house as they drove past it. It was an impressive home.

The garage door slowly closed behind the car and a light came on. Jade parked the car and turned off the ignition before turning towards him and reaching behind to grab her purse on the backseat. Her turning allowed him a nice view of a considerable swell of her pale breast from the scoop neck of her red top. She turned back after grabbing her bag then opened her door to exit her vehicle. He quickly undid his seatbelt and opened his door to follow, leaving his bag safely in the trunk of her car.

She walked to the door to the kitchen and pulled her keys from her jacket pocket. She noticed that he was clearing his throat and brushing his hand through his hair to straighten it from the corner of her eye. She turned a curious eye towards him and asked, "What are you nervous for?"

"I just may be grabbing some lunch, but I don't want to embarrass myself in front of your parents."

She softly shook her head, her dark locks bouncing off of her shoulders. She pushed her key into the lock and turned it while answering, "They're out of town, so you don't have to worry about making any kind of impression on them."

He nervously asked, "So it's just us?"

She pulled out the key and pushed open the door then looked over her shoulder. She whispered out in a seductive manner, "Would that bother you?"

A ghost of a frown crossed his face, indicating to Jade's eyes that he didn't appreciate the flirtation after what happened earlier in the day. He asked in a fairly neutral tone, "It wouldn't bother you? Just me here with you?"

"I know you're an alright kind of guy."

"How do you know that?"

"Because… I can see the look of guilt on your face for what happened back at Cat and Sam's place. It's so rare to see it on a guy's face that it is easy to spot the real thing. Bad guys don't feel guilt like that."

He awkwardly smiled. "Thanks… I think?"

Her confident expression slightly slipped, but she was able to answer with a nonchalant tone, "It was a compliment."

He flashed her a genuine smile and repeated, "Thanks."

She turned to finish stepping inside and he followed.

The Hollywood Arts student hung up her keys on a key hanger then walked over to the end banister of the stairway neighbouring the kitchen to loop her purse on the end. She pulled her leather jacket off of her shoulders and drap*d the garment over the same banister.

He took an admiring looked at Jade's backside, her shirt fitting her well along with her extremely short skirt and black leggings/hose. She headed for the refrigerator and called over her shoulder, "My fridge is packed, so anything you can think of, I can probably fix you."

"I thought we'd order in. I didn't think I would putting you through the trouble of actually fixing something."

She glanced over her shoulder and replied, "It's not a problem."

He took a seat on one side of the kitchen island while he watched her plunder through the refrigerator. She bent over and his eyes were drawn to her short skirt riding up. She was wearing black leggings, so he really couldn't see anything, but the small swell of the underside of her rear.

She pulled a few things out of the refrigerator and sat it on the neighbouring counters. She opened several containers of salad and some chicken. She walked over to the oven with the container of chicken and placed a few pieces on the metal tray. She closed the door and set the oven to bake on a low setting to heat the food up along with a timer.

As she set the over to warm the chicken, he called out, "I'm sorry about the question back there… I'm just not used to girls actually being interested in me. I really didn't know how to respond, especially after what just happened with Cat."

She laughed at his obvious ridiculous joke, but it quickly faded when she started her way back to him and saw his expression. She asked in a near deadpan tone, "You're not joking?"

He shook his head.

She blinked and wore a quick disbelieving expression before asking, "I guess it would be fair to ask 'What is it with girls in Seattle'?"

He chuckled and glanced to the countertop. "I guess that would be fair… if you thought I was a good looking guy."

"You a good looking guy, in fact you're a nice chunk of boy."

He lifted his face to question her statement, but she continued, "Sam had to see it to get with you and Cat definitely saw it when you arrived. You certainly looked like you left her satisfied."

He glanced away as a hint of blush started forming on his cheeks from her bringing up what he'd now consider one of the regrets of his life. He meekly tried to explain his behaviour in stating, "Well I hadn't been with Sa—a girl in a while, so… I kind of went a little overboard. I'm not exactly proud of what happened back there."

Jade raised an eyebrow, curious as to why it had been a while for such a handsome guy. "It has? Mind me asking when's the last time you've done that?"

He glanced down at the counter and awkwardly answered, perhaps thinking that if she knew maybe she wouldn't be judging him to harshly—not that she actually seemed to judging him for the moment, "About six, seven months or so."

Jade cocked her pierced eyebrow and her mouth formed an 'O' shape. "Wow… you haven't had that kind of contact with a girl in that long? That's impressive you haven't jumped on something sooner, don't beat yourself up for it."

He rolled his eyes, not sure if she was being genuine or mocking him. He sarcastically remarked, "Thanks."

"No really, it is understandable with Cat." She smirked and finished in a mildly seductive manner, "Just because she's like a ch!ld and all innocent, she can be a real tiger in bed if given the chance and more than willing to please."

He cocked an eyebrow. Jade's words were somewhat at odds to what he had experienced more than an hour ago with the fierce redhead without seeing any of her so-called 'innocence and being like a ch!ld', but he really couldn't question her as apparently they were friends.

He focused on the possible implication of how she knew such a thing. "Chizz, did I screw up a relationship?"

Jade shook her head. "No, we're not together if that is what you're asking. We're friends… that occasionally have some safe fun together."

The tension left his chest and gently laughed, "Good."

"Good?" A small, devilish smile crept onto her face and she seductively narrowed her eyes on him. "Imagining what that would look like?"

"Yes, I mean no, I mean…" He blew out a sharp breath hoping he hadn't dug himself into a hole, "I'm glad that I didn't inadvertently ruin someone's relationship."

She looked remarked as he brought the plate of chicken to the kitchen island, "You might have done that between Sam and Cat."

He met her eyes then regretfully remarked, "Sam and Cat… I had no idea they were together."

She lulled her head to the side and shrugged her opposite shoulder. "I didn't know that they were intimate until yesterday—hell, I didn't know Sam's been living with her for months and Cat's supposed to be my best friend. There's no reason for you to have known and you can't feel guilty over something you didn't know."

He thought on her words for a few moments as he studied her piercing blue eyes then admitted, "You're right. Sam barely keeps in touch with me since she left except for when she needed something from me. How could I have known if they had a thing going on? It's just a bit surprising, though."

Jade's immaculate trimmed eyebrows knotted in confusion. "Surprising?"

"I never knew that she could be interested in girls."

The pale teen shrugged a shoulder, "You never know, but… I think it's kind of a janky thing to do to you to just cut you out like that since it sounds like you remained friends after you broke up."

"Yeah… there's a whole list of janky things she's done to me over the years."

"Why put up with it then?"

"Because… because underneath all the chizz, she's my… friend."

"But does she really feel the same way about you? Does she really see you as your friend if she'd just take off on you like that and barely keep in contact with you?"

"That's a good question. After everything that could get me to question it, that would be the biggest thing even after what just happened back at their place. Maybe that is something I need to settle up with her before I go back home."

"So you want to see her again before you leave?"

He paused in not being able to answer. A part of him wanted to see her as he still considered her his friend, but another part didn't want anything more to do with her. Despite Carly and Spencer being gone, since Sam had left along with her absence of just tormenting him, he couldn't remember being freer. Also, what came to the forefront of his mind was what he had ignored and tried to suppress- the part of him that resented her for all her cruelty towards him over the years, her just taking off and cutting practically all ties with him, then having the nerve to judge him and physically threaten him yet again simply because she didn't like his choices.

He didn't get to wallow in his anger as the timer to the chicken dinged, snapping him free from his introspection.

She got up from her seat and the hostess went about getting the food and got them each something to drink. She thought about raiding her mother's liquor supply, but she thought mixing alcohol into the situation would be counterproductive.

Over the next few minutes, the pair shared the quiet meal. Freddie seemed lost in his thoughts while she patiently observed him. She concluded quickly that she liked what she saw on a physical level, but it was more than that. Despite the melancholy nature of the conversation, it was nice to have one with a guy that wasn't intimidated by her or turn into a screaming match that her conversations with Beck had devolved back into.

She also noticed during her keen observations that she could still see the look in his eyes and the tension in his shoulders in the way he hunched over his side of the kitchen island. She attempted to absolve him of some of his obvious guilt by stating in a reassuring and surprisingly understanding voice as that was exactly why at times she and Cat would get together, one of the reasons she was going to Cat's place that morning and why she hooked up with Sam in the first place, "Sometimes we just need someone… someone to blow off some bent up steam with or… to take some comfort in…"

He snapped back, clearly outraged by her implication of him, "I'm not just some guy that uses a girl for some self-serving gratification…" He averted his eyes from her in shame and whispered, "Damn… Does that sound hollow…?” He shook his head and seemed to find something inside to rally his pride. He looked up and looked her directly in the eyes with a determined expression. "I know this might be hard to believe after what I've just done with Cat, but I actually do think sex is more than just a physical act—it's the physical manifestation of love, real love, even if it isn't entirely romantic love."

Jade partially rolled her eyes, having her doubts about any guy having such a meaningful belief in such acts and truly loving a girl after all the bull-chizz she had put up with Beck and seeing her female friends and other girls she had some good working relationships at Hollywood Arts be disappointed time and time again with the guys. As she was feeling just before her little escapade with Sam, she didn't want to have anything to do with guys for the time being except for him. Her disbelief dripped off her voice, "You actually believe in love?

He nodded his head. "Yes, because I've been truly in love once in my life and that was with my first love Carly Shay, a mutual friend of Sam and I." He took a deep breath then continued, willing to pour out his heart to try to prove his point, "I've loved her since I was eleven years and I was able to get with her for a while…" He finished with an almost detached voice, "I nearly died for her."

She slightly leaned her head back and gave him a slightly doubt expression. "What?"

He repeated, just barely registering her speaking, "I nearly died for her and now I have to be patted down at the airport because I set off the metal detector."

She was quick to ask because the unexpected statement enticed her curiosity, "How?"

"I pushed her out of the way from getting run over by a truck… I wasn't quick enough to also get out of the way. I broke my hand and wrist and my left leg… this weekend is actually the anniversary of when I did it." He subconsciously started opening and closing his right fist resting on the kitchen island, a nervous twitch that Jade caught sight of.

Her eyes remained focused on the appendage as she asked, "Why did you break up with her if you were so in love with her?"

The words easily rolled off his tongue, "To prove I loved her."

She blinked, completely bewildered by such a claim and for a moment, wasn't sure she had heard him correctly. She looked up and questioned, "How does breaking up with her 'prove' you really loved her?"

"Because I wanted her feelings for me to be real, not out of some misguided gratitude. Not hero worship. I didn't want to take advantage of her and I wanted her to love me for me. Don't you want someone to truly care and love you? No bull-chizz or anything else, but someone that is really going to love you for you? The person you'll eventually be one with? I know I do and I knew that was going to be the case when I finally took a step back from the situation… with a little help from Sam."

His words cut deeper into her sharper than Tawny's scissors did into one of her best friends after coming back from the dead in 'The Scissoring'. He wanted the same thing she wanted: a person to truly love and be together with.

Jade nodded her head and quietly muttered, "Yes… yes I do."

The blue and purple hair extended girl looked up and locked eyes with one another and in that moment, each felt completely exposed to the other. She cleared her throat and answered with a mildly shocked tone, "That's…that's pretty noble… what you did for Carly. Not many guys would do such a thing. They would have just gone for it."

"Well, I guess I'm not like most guys. I'm just kind of grateful that Sam pointed it out to me. Most people would think she was just sabotaging my relationship, but she was right. If she wasn't, Carly would have disagreed or we would have had our conversation after I got my casts off."

She wrinkled her brow and nose. "I'm sorry, I don't understand."

He snorted out a laugh, partially to hide the fact that he thought she looked adorable with her confused expression. "No, I'm sorry. Let me back up. Carly's feelings did turn out to be just misplaced gratitude. We were supposed to have a conversation about whether she wanted to be my girlfriend or not after the casts were off, but we never had it. She just kinda moved on."

Freddie shrugged his shoulder then continued, "After a while when I realized she was never going to bring it up, I tried to move on from her, which wasn't easy since she was my first love. There is only so long you can chase someone before you realize you'll never make the catch. So I tried. I even gave Sam an honest chance when she was suddenly interested in me at the end of our junior year. I thought that was the right thing to do, not having her being haunted by not knowing and why not give it a try? Sure, there was a chance if things went bad we could have ruined our friendship—"

"You don't seem to have one right now."

He slightly frowned from her interrupting him and having a valid point. "You may be right about that, but at the time, I thought why not try because you never really know, maybe something unexpectedly good could come out of it, but… we didn't work out. We just weren't compatible. I'm not the bad guy and she's not the bad one either. We just agreed that it didn't work. I admit I occasionally think about the 'what if' about getting back with her if something reminds me of her, and we know that we… love each other, but it isn't romantic love."

She raised her pierced eyebrow, surprised—one of many so far from him—that he wouldn't badmouth his ex-girlfriend.

Freddie turned back to finish his meal, apparently feeling he had exposed—bared his soul—enough to the attractive inspiring actress. She respected his wishes in remaining quiet, not wanting to give a hint that she could be prying.

The Seattle teen, as he finished his last bite of chicken and salad with a sip of his drink, eventually glanced over to a kitchen clock to see the time was approaching three. He wondered if he could catch a late afternoon flight to get home by mid-evening. "Thanks for the meal… and the company, but I need to be going. I might be able to get home before eight if there's a flight available."

Jade quickly suggested, able to hide her surprise that he wanted to leave so soon, "Why try to rush for a flight? Why not stay for a little longer and see some of the sights L.A. has to offer? You could stay the night, get a good night s!eep then head back in the morning. Salvage the holiday weekend?"

He slightly turned his head to the side as he eyed the girl, slightly taken aback from the offer. He slowly asked, "You're offering me a place to crash tonight?"

She lazily answered, glancing away from him. "It's a big house and I have a lot of rooms where you could s!eep." She refrained from commenting that one of those places could be in her bed. She looked back and him and reluctantly admitted, "I'm responsible a little for you being here in the first place. If Sam and I hadn't…"

Freddie nodded and dryly answered to avoid that subject, "Thanks." He thought on her offer for moments, weighing whether he wanted to go through the hassle of airport security and trying to fly back this afternoon. His day was blown right now and getting back tonight (and immediately having to hear his mother's complaining) wouldn't change that, but if he stayed for the night, he could possibly have a good time and salvage something good out of the visit. "I can book a flight back in the morning and maybe salvage the rest of my three-day weekend."

"You can. Do you want to go back out? Is this your first time in L.A.?"

"No, I was down here once when dealing with something for the web show, but we didn't get the chance to do the tourist thing."

She held back her displeasure towards describing himself as a tourist, but she let it go and suggested, "I could be your tour guide. I could show you all the good places that the 'tourists' don't get to see."

He smiled at the offer and the opportunity to just forget about that last hour or more. "Thanks." He thumbed over his shoulder and asked, "Could I take a shower? I kind of rushed one when I was over at Sam and Cat's."

"Yeah, sure. Let me show you a bathroom you can use," she offered as she slipped off her stool.

After making a quick trip back to Jade's car to retrieve his bag from the trunk, she led him to the guest bedroom to drop it off and directed him towards his bathroom. The room was a far nicer than anything he could have rented—heck, it was larger and nicer than his back in Seattle.

She left him so he could head to the shower in peace while she went to her room to take care of something.

Half an hour later, he trotted down the stairs washed and changed where he found Jade waiting for him with a small smile on her face. "You ready for me to show you all the sights?"

He offered her his head and she surprisingly accepted it to grasp as if they were just a sweet innocent couple going out.


Nozu Restaurant

Jade spent the next several hours taking Freddie on a tour to all the places where famous celebrities had died or she thought they would die. It was pretty morbid, but she did sprinkle in the more traditional tourists attractions for him. He could tell she didn't enjoy that part of the city tour, but he appreciated the gesture. He appreciated it even more that he could just go out and spend the day with a girl without all the emotional baggage—or the fact with any girl as no one in Seattle except for perhaps a rapid fan.

After wrapping up their last stop of seeing a few celebrity homes at around eight, she had drove them to the Japanese restaurant that was a favourite of her and the rest of her 'friends' from Hollywood Arts for dinner. She obviously liked it and had the advantage of avoiding the possibility of running into Cat as the girl had significantly dropped off from coming to the restaurant over the last several months.

Jade took the lead of entering the establishment with Freddie on her right then towards one of the back tables that she had shared with André a few months back during her last breakup with Beck. She took a few steps up on the raised platform and was about to take her seat when she was surprised that Freddie pulled it out for her. She bashfully smiled to him before taking it then he took a seat across from her.

Freddie took his seat and glanced around to the large Japanese restaurant and saw that it was fairly busy. She had suggested the place and he hadn't objected. He tried to ignore the commonality that she and Carly apparently shared a liking for sushi.

She picked up a menu left on the table and casually asked, "Care to share some soup?"

He turned his attention back to her and politely asked, "Excuse me?"

"Would you care to share a large soup?"

The muscular boy thought about it for half a second, a little surprised the pale skin beauty would make a suggestion then answered, "I wouldn't mind."

She snapped a quick nod of her head and remarked, "Good." She motioned over to one of the passing waiters and with a sharp look, he quickly dropped what he was doing and walked over to take their orders. The dark haired teen quickly ordered a soup and two trays of sushi. He turned away to fulfil their orders, leaving the teens along again.

They sat quietly observing some other patrons for somewhere around a minute before Freddie cautiously remarked, "That as an interesting tour…"

She laughed, thoroughly pleased with herself with giving him a memorable experience in the City of Angels, "I did tell you I'd show you all the places that tourist don't usually go."

"Yes you did. It was fun, odd, but quite fun and I appreciate you taking me to the more traditional spots. I could tell they weren't your favourite and I appreciate you indulging me."

The lovely teen suppressed a smile at not only hearing that he had noticed her lack of interests at the traditional tourist attractions, but he appreciated her for putting up with it for his enjoyment. As to not emotionally tip her hand, she casually remarked, "You're welcome. It wasn't that annoying to put up with the tourists."

He kept a grin as the waiter returned with a large bowl of soup followed by their trays of sushi.

Jade scooted her chair over so that she was sitting next to him and they could look out over the restaurant.

Freddie spared a glance at her proximity, but didn't mention it as he subconsciously approved of the closeness of the attractive teen.

After struggling with the chopsticks and eating one of his pieces of sushi, the boy from Seattle apologetically remarked, "I'm sorry for dumping that emotional baggage on you back at your place."

She finished chewing a piece of her food and lazily shrugged a shoulder. "It's okay, I asked."

"But you didn't have to listen… thanks."

The talented singer paused for a moment and looked to him slightly caught off guard, not used to hearing appreciative words. She quickly found refuge in another piece of sushi and quickly remarked before biting into it.

He raised an eyebrow and tried to remark in a lazy and blasé manner, "I'm curious of why you would want to spend your Sunday and night out with me. I would think someone as attractive and fun as you would have better options than hang out with me

She glanced down at the soup, an uncomfortable expression forming on her face.

He saw that he stuck his foot in his mouth and quickly made the move to apologize, "I'm sorry—"

She shook her head and interrupted, "No, it's okay. It's an obvious question for a cool and hot girl like me. My boyfriend, I guess ex-boyfriend now, Beck have hit another rough spot… the last rough spot. I just…" She shook her head and dipped her spoon back into the soup for another sip.

"You don't have to talk about it."

"I know that…" She trailed off from snapping at him when she saw his sympathetic gaze. It was actually somewhat jarring as the only person she had seen that expression of sympathy from in the whole debacle of breakups with Beck had been from Cat. If pushed, she could have probably admitted to Tori as well, but she seemed to have stayed neutral during the whole last breakup and for some reason it bothered her.

She looked back to the soup and softly remarked, "I'm sorry, it's just… it's just something very sore to talk about, something that I don't talk about with people. I'm not one to talk about my feelings."

"Because you don't want to or because you don't have someone you can trust to listen?"

Jade snapped her gaze from the soup to stare him down, but he wasn't intimidated. Apparently she wasn't as scary as Sam or this was one of those times he was standing on his principle where not even Sam could frightened him just like before he and the blonde had kissed in the school lock-in. She had threatened to pound his face in to get him to leave her alone, but his caring about her wellbeing outweighed in fear by her hands.

She liked boys being scared of her, but Freddie holding his gaze and not being frightened of her became a small turn-on for her.

She cautiously asked with a hint of threat in her voice, "Are you offering?"

"Only seems fair after you listened to me back at your place?"

"So it would be evening the score?"

He confidently remarked, "Nope, just a guy that cares."

Jade's mouth struggled between an even expression and a frown.

He pushed on, hoping that perhaps he could continue the momentum for her to talk and possibly help her, "Do you mind me asking how long you two've been together?"

She struggled with answering, wondering how much she should trust the teen from Seattle she had only known for about seven hours, however, she was the one that wanted to keep him around. She figured it was a pretty harmless questioned, especially since she used to be eager to brag, "Since the beginning of our freshmen year."

Freddie's eyes shot open, clearly surprised by how long she had been with her significant other. "Wow, three years in high school? That's impressive. You must really care about him."

She softly admitted before she could catch herself, "I love him…"

His voice dropped to a quieter tone, "And that's why it hurts."

"Yeah," the hopeful actress answered in barely above a whisper.

"It's okay to hurt."

She asked rhetorically, "You're speaking from personal experience?"

"Yes and believe me, it does get better… eventually."

She asked in a near sarcastic tone, "By moving on?"

"Eventually or you'll just wallow in self-pity and be lonely."

Her tone was sharper this time, "It didn't exactly work out for you."

He should have been offended from her verbally lashing out, but he had a thick skin from years of putting up with Sam and he was empathetic to her hurt. "You're right, but…" He softly laughed, "You're far better looking than me and I don't think it will be that hard for you to catch the attention eligible guys. Or girls, if that’s your thing now."

She took a quick sip from the soup then softly laughed, "Most guys are scared of me, so it's harder than you think."

"I've picked up that you can be a little intimidated in approaching you. I noticed a few glances from a few guys from Santa Monica Pier that looked like they wanted to talk to you, but they were clearly hesitant."

She softly rolled her eyes and dryly remarked, "They were hesitant because I was being escoreted by a strong, good looking guy the entire time. They obviously thought we were a couple and didn't want to try anything." She nudged his arm with her right elbow and playfully remarked, "You have the muscles to really do a number on them if they pushed."

His mind flashed back to less than an hour ago at the pier. The sun had set and the multi-coloured lights of the attractions on the pier were eye catching and entertaining. They had walked down the pier hand-in-hand, a simple gesture that he hadn't enjoyed in a while. He hadn't questioned her lacing her fingers with his fingers.

He had caught sight of a few guys eyeing Jade as he had treated her with a sweet treat from one of the venders regardless if it would spoil her dinner. He now realized that she had caught sight of them too and that was why she had turned towards him and stood practically against him, her shoulder pressed on the inside of his shoulder. He had turned his head to see why she had done such a thing and nearly kissed her as their faces became that close. She had flashed him the sweetest of smiles that sent a shiver through him and she smelled wonderful, a nice combination of her natural scent and her body wash.

He laughed as his mind came back to the present, "I'll take your word for it, but I hope I didn't block any of your chances."

"You didn't, I've been enjoying your company far more than I would have any of those guys."

"Thanks. That's not the case usually for me."

The pair paused in their conversation to enjoy their soup and more of their sushi before Jade hesitantly remarked, "You haven't asked why we broke up."

"No, I haven't."

She cocked her pierced eyebrow. "You're not curious?"

"Of course I'm curious as a nosey person would be, but I don't want to pry. It's up to you if you want to share."

She may have hurt bringing up Beck, but she weighed it against the idea that it would be nice to possibly take her side and not just fall over themselves in agreeing with Beck that she was just a gank and he was better off without her. "There were a lot of reasons… we couldn't do this for one thing."

Freddie knotted his brow and questioned with a slightly louder than his average voice tone, "What? Eat dinner?"

"Have a meaningful conversation. They would eventually turn into screaming matches… that would always turn out to be my fault."

"Why? Why would they turn into those?"

"Because…" She looked away before continuing, "…it usually revolved around not listening to me or letting yet another girl flirt with him and not saying anything about it other than I was wrong to say something to him about it." She shook her head. "It was just so exhausting in dealing with always acting like there was nothing wrong with what he did and I was just overreacting."

"Do you think he would have ever cheated on you?"

She quietly admitted, "For the most part no, but… there was one or two that did give me some real concern because after we broke up, he did try with both of them."

"So it really was the disrespectful for him to just let it slide then he made it worst by dismissing your concerns?"

"Yeah, exactly."

He slightly cocked his head to the side and remarked, "You know what to look for in your next boyfriend."

"And what's that?"

"Someone that will respect you as a person."

His statement summed up the root cause of her problems with Beck and she would definitely look for that quality when she was ready to start looking for her next boyfriend. Perhaps he was closer than she thought than just a handsome guy that she could enjoy a good workout in the near future.

As much as the pain from rehashing Beck should have bothered her, she found herself more at peace with her decision while enjoying a bowl of soup with the handsome teen from 'The Emerald City'.