Screwed

Chapter Seventeen

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Jade isn't an hardcore partier.

She'll go to one, but she usually ends up spending all her time with Beck making out in a secluded corner.

So when she hears about a party that some jock, Ethan or Evan or something she doesn't really care, is throwing, she's not that concerned with going.

Which makes her the only one.

"How could you not want to go?" Robbie asks her, as if she's committed a crime.

"Because," she looks around, making sure Sinjin is nowhere to be found. He can literally pop out anywhere. "I have a fetus inside my body that only wants to eat blueberry bagels with strawberry cream cheese and lemons."

"Well, you'll be missing one of the biggest parties of the year," André tells her. "I heard that dude is gonna have a chocolate fountain."

"Well now I don't know how I'm going to get there," Robbie mutters.

"What do you mean Robs?" Beck asks. "I'm still giving you a ride there."

Tori furrows her brow. "You're gonna give Robbie a ride to the party and then leave? You're gonna go out of your way like that for Robbie?"

"Yeah!"

"Beck's going to the party," Jade mutters as she stabs her salad.

André furrows his brow. "Wait, you're not going to the party, and you're letting Beck go?"

Jade narrows her eyes at the dread head. "Why is that so shocking?"

Beck runs his hands over her shoulders. "I told you guys she's not as bad as she seems," Beck quips, and Jade elbows him in the ribs, making Beck grunt. "Ow, I'm kidding."

"Whatever."
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Jade's on her bed (well, her and Beck's bed) watching Celebrities Underwater.

She hates this stupid show, but Beck loves it and now she watches it for the hell of it.

She wishes that one person would actually drown though.

Her phone buzzes and she leans over her lemonade in a can to grab it.

It's Cat.

She's been texting and calling her all night, and Jade is starting to find it annoying.

"What!?"

"Hey Jadey! How's the baby!?"

Jade grits her teeth.

She really truly does hate Cat. Like, a lot.

"Why are you calling this time?" Jade asks her friend as she leans back against the headboard.

The first time Cat had called is because she couldn't find Robbie, who was five feet from her. The second time she called was because she had spilled punch on her white shirt.

Jade made a joke on how it probably matched her hair.

Cat didn't laugh.

"I'm bored," Cat whines.

Jade furrows her brow. "Cat how are you bored? You're at a party."

"Yeah but André is talking to some girl, Tori is trying to make out with some guy but I don't think he's interested, Robbie is drunk-"