Backstage Season 3 *DISCONTINUED*

HeartBreaking

Monday
Carly's POV
I haven't seen Grayson since the Gala. I really want to talk to him. I hope that we can become public thing, I really like him. Then as I am heading to my locker I see something that breaks my heart. I see Grayson making out with some random girl. I run away with tears in my eyes. And Grayson doesn't even try to come after me. I can't believe I was so stupid to think that he wasn't a jerk or that he actually liked me. Then V sees me.

Vanessa: Carly what happened?

I explain everything thing to her.

Vanessa: Come here.

Then Vanessa hugs me.

Vanessa: Trust me it's going to be okay. I'm going to kill that jerk once I see him.

That makes me feel better, just a little bit though. I just can't believe that I thought Grayson was different.

Grayson's POV
I hear footsteps running away, good. I'm guessing it was Carly. I didn't make out with someone to hurt her. It was to drive her away from me. She deserves better than me and now she will find someone better for her. As I'm walking outside I see Vanessa comforting Carly. I see Carly crying and I want to be the one comforting her. I can't though, I just walk away trying to ignore them. I arrive early at the Dance Studio. I just needed to go somewhere where I wouldn't have to see Carly. I know that soon I'm going to have to see her but for now this place is empty. As I'm practicing I see Sasha come through the door. He throws his bag on the ground and comes towards me.

Sasha: What do you think you're doing?

Grayson: What do you mean?

Sasha: Carly told me what happened.

Grayson: Oh that thing, what about it?

Sasha: You kiss my girlfriend. Then you make out with someone else 2 days after you kissed one of my best friends.

Grayson: Look Carly's nice and all but it was just a kiss. I didn't think that she would be one to make a big deal out of it.

Everything that's coming out of my mouth is a lie. I honestly really like Carly but she deserves better than me. The only way to make her see that is for her to hate me.

Sasha: Wow, you know I expected more from you. I mean Carly is an amazing girl and she falls for a guy like you. I thought well there must be at least one decent thing about him, but there is nothing decent about you. You throw away something that will probably happen once in a lifetime.

I couldn't take it anymore. I grab Sasha by his shirt and throw him to the ground.

Grayson: You don't think I know that! You don't think that I know that I just threw away the best thing that ever happened to me!

Then the room turns silent. I help Sasha get up.

Grayson: I'm sorry.

Sasha: It's fine. But go apologize to Carly right now.

I couldn't do that. I couldn't face her now. If Carly was sad while I was talking to her all I would want to do was comfort her. I can't face Carly right now.

Grayson: No.

Sasha: No!?

Grayson: I won't apologize.

Sasha: Why not!?

Grayson: Because I have nothing to apologize for. I mean Carly and I were never exclusive.

Sasha: You apologize to her right now!

Grayson: I already said no.

Then Sasha punches me in the face. My lip is bleeding now. I punch him back and he gets a bloody nose. We both start fighting each other and then other students start coming in.

Ms. Helswheel: What is going on here!?

Grayson: I was just practicing when Sasha started punching me.

Sasha: That isn't true!

Ms. Helswheel: Will someone just tell me what happened!

Sasha: I was mad at Grayson because of what he did to Carly. So he pushed me to the ground. I told him to apologize to Carly and he said no. So I admit I punched him.

Ms. Helswheel: So who initiated the fight?

Grayson: I did Ms. Helswheel.

What's the point of Sasha and I both getting in trouble. I then see Carly looking at me. I catch her glance but then she looks away.

Ms. Helswheel: Mr. Bradley up to the Principal's office, now!

Grayson: I don't know where that is.

Ms. Helswheel: Ms. Catto can escort you.

Perfect. Carly and I walk out of the door. It's just silence as we walk to the Principal's office. I don't know what to say. I want to tell her how sorry I am and how I like her so much. I can't though, Carly shouldn't be with someone like me. She should be with someone who deserves her. I'm not one of those guys. Then we finally get there. Right as Carly is about to leave I grab her wrist.

Grayson: Thank you.

Then Carly just walks away. I should've said something like "I'm sorry" or something like that. I walk into Principal Durrani's office. This is going to be a long day.

Beckett's POV
It's still Dance class right now. I can't believe what happened between Grayson and Sasha. I mean I know that Sasha doesn't like the guy but punching him is a whole different thing. Right now we are about to learn the choreography for the dance. Vanessa and I start getting ready. Something has been a bit off about her since the Gala. I don't know what it is but I feel like Vanessa is keeping something from me. I feel like it has something to do with that Daniel guy. We start to dance. After we all learned the choreography I see that Daniel is looking at Vanessa. I walk over to him.

Beckett: Did something happen between you and Vanessa?

Daniel: What do you mean?

Beckett: She's been acting weird ever since you two danced last night.

Daniel: Why don't you ask her?

Then Vanessa walks over.

Vanessa: What's going on here?

Beckett: Nothing.

Daniel: Your boyfriend was interrogating me.

Vanessa: Beckett I told you not to worry.

Beckett: I know it's just you've been acting weird ever since you danced with this guy.

Daniel: Come on V, tell him.

Beckett: What is he talking about?

Vanessa: When Daniel and I were dancing, Daniel tried to kiss me.

Beckett: What!?

Vanessa: I swear that we never kissed though.

Beckett: That doesn't matter. What matters is that you lied to me.

Vanessa: I didn't want you to get mad.

Beckett: Mad!? I would've been fine if you didn't lie to me.

Vanessa: I didn't want to ruin what we have.

Beckett: Well too late, because you already did.

Then I walk away. I can't believe that Vanessa would do this, again. I'm at the end of my rope. I can't just forgive her every time.