"You look sad."
"Not without you."
"C'mon, babe. Tell me what's wrong."
"Nothing, I'm fine."
"You're a horrible liar, you know that, right?"
"Other people have told me that I'm a great liar."
"Well, they were lying."
"So, what you're saying is, I'm a horrible actress and I have no artistic talent?"
"What? No, not necessarily—"
"Also, I'm fat?"
"Babe, of course not—"
"And I can't compare to all of the other beautiful, talented, model-thin girls in this damn school?"
"And no nice, smart, attractive guy in their right mind would want to date me?"
"Babe. I'm here, aren't I?"
"Well, I said smart and attractive…"
"…You can be so hurtful."
"Oh, so now you're laughing?"
"Well, it's just that you can be so god damn pathetic sometimes that I can't help but laugh at you, okay?"
"You are so mean to me."
"Why are you still here, then?"
"You heard me."
"That is like your favorite retort ever, isn't it?"
"Stop trying to change the subject, you pansy."
"Babe, don't you know why I stick around?"
"If I knew, then I wouldn't be asking you, now would I?"
"Alright then, here it is. I stick around because your laugh is incredible and you sing like a fallen angel. I stick around because I know you love it whenever I give you daisies because I see them in your locker, even when you claim they're stupid. I stick around because I love the taste of your pineapple chapstick and your black cherry lip gloss, and because I know that, underneath all of your tough-girl acts, you're really just this beautiful girl with a really soft heart. Okay? I stick around because I know the real you and I love it."
"Ow! What was that for?"
"You are such a pansy."
"But you're smiling."
"Shut up. And wipe that grin off your face, will you?"
"I take it you're not sad anymore?"
"How could I be sad with someone like you around?"
A/N: More Beck and Jade and Jade and Beckeroo :) This is the product of a restless mind on a day with no school...even though I SHOULD be studying for midterms. OH WELL. Who needs to pass math anyways?
Review please! :)