Hey guys. 1st chapter. If you guys like it, I will continue depending on the reviews etc.

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~destiny

Ps. Rated T….don't like don't read. It's just that simple.

Chp. 1

Tori Pov.

I walked into Hollywood Arts feeling tired and not in the mood for Beck's crap. Your probably wondering who Beck is. He's not much except, a tall, muscular, handsome, singing and acting god. And I hate him. I hate everything about him. The way girls chase after him. The way he thinks he's all that. The way he makes me mad. The way his stupid dipshit of a girlfriend says his name. Becckkkkk. Ugh annoying much. Oh just wait til you meet Beck.

I stopped at my locker and began putting my things away. "Ugh Beck and his conceded little mind of his", I mumbled to myself. Thinking about him makes me mad.

"Hey Tori", greeted Andre.

"Hey Andre. How's your morning so far", I asked, getting taking my books out for my first class.

"Good. Good. I was wondering have you seen Beck. I was meaning to give him his notebook, he left at my house when we were working on that song", he explained.

I slammed my locker. "What do I look like? I don't know where Beck is and I really don't care", I yelled.

His eyebrow rose. He was obviously shocked by my outburst.

"I'm sorry. I' still mad about yesterday. When he poured milk down my new shirt", I apologized.

"Hmmmm. Speaking about me already, are you Tori", the devil had arrived and so had his sidekick.

I sighed at the sound of his voice. Meet Beck. The nicest guy you will ever meet!

"What a dick", I grabbed my books and walked off to Mr. Jones class.

HATE LOVE

I sat down in my seat just before the bell rung. The horrible part about Mr. Jones English class is the fact that he, the devil himself sits right behind me.

The bell rung when Beck came running in.

"Your excuse Beck" Mr. Jones asked.

"Well you see there was this girl that dropped all her stuff…when she um fell down the stairs. And I uh, decided I would help her", he lied.

"Oh well I suppose that is a good excuse. Is the girl aright", he asked.

"Yeah. I helped her to the nurse's office", he continued lying. He plastered that stupid smirk upon his face.

"That's very kind of you", Mr. Jones acknowledged him, and started rambling on about how to write a decent paragraph.

I turned around and looked at him and scoffed. "Your such a liar", I whispered.

"Your know Tori just because I don't like you, doesn't mean you have to call me a liar", he said.

"Oh please I would never like you! You're an ass", I stated, turning back toward the front.

"Well if I'm an ass what does that make you a slut. Or a whore? Please explain", he grinned.

"Shutup", I said. He found it funny that he was pushing my buttons.

"Tori. My little slut", he said.

"Beck", I warned him. He was giving me this weird feeling. I almost felt, turned on by him…wait what I am thinking.

"mmm. The things I would make you do", I felt him smirking. He knew what he was doing.

"Stop Beck. I'm not playing", I said.

Suddenly I felt his hand crawl under my tank top.

I almost screamed as his cold hands touched my skin.

"Get your damn hands off of me", I growled, trying to remain as quiet as possible so I wouldn't get in trouble.

"Not after I do this", he said confusing me.

I squirmed around in my seat a little so he would get the idea of taking his hands off.

He unhooked it. My bra. He found this incredibly funny. And burst out laughing.

I turned bright red. "Is something wrong Beck", Mr. Jones asked.

"Noo not with me, but I think Tori needs to go fix her bra. As you may see it's falling down. What a slut", he laughed.

I turned even ore red. If that was even possible.

"may-may I be excused", I asked, my eyes watering.

"Um. Go right ahead" Mr. Jones was struck dumbfounded.

I hurried out of his class and ran to the bathroom. Rushed into a stall and fixed my bra.

Out of all things. This was the worst. He has crossed the line. Tears rushed out of my eyes.

"This means war. Get ready Beck Oliver, because here I come", I thought to myself.

I opened the stall, and closed it just as fast.

Walking out of the bathroom, whipping my tears away. I bumped into something hard, and fell.

"What a day Huh" I said putting my face in my hands.

"Tori. I came to apologize", said a familiar voice.

Short because it's still in question on if I continue…you guys decide. :)