WOW. I haven't written a story in a while. But now that it's summer (it has been for a while but shut up) I'm starting writing again. Plus, I've had writers block for forever. BUT ZOMG A PAIRING THAT'S NOT CADE. WHAT IS THIS TRICKERY.

DISCLAIMER: Why would I own Victorious? You really trust a 13 year old with a TV show?

Cat's POV

I pushed my red velvet hair behind my ear and hopped up to Jade. "Hi, Jade! What's up? Why is there a big crowd here?"

Jade turned around,"Cat, don't you remember? We auditioned for The Wizard of Oz. The results are up."

"Ooh! Yay! Who got the lead? Was it me? Was it you? Was it Tori? ...Again? I can't see!"

Jade set her hands on my shoulders. "Stop. Bouncing. It's too early for that." I yawned. "Oh, yeah sorry."

Just then, a loud scream sounded through the halls. Students parted as somebody ran through the crowd and out of sight. I didn't see who it was, but it looked a lot like-

"Nobody likes you!" Jade screamed after the girl running into the janitor's closet. Then it hit me like that ball that Sikowitz threw at me. "Hey, don't you want to see what role you got?" Jade called after me as a dashed towards the janitor's closet. I tripped and fell into-"Tori! Sorry! I just-"

"Woah, Cat. Slow down. What's the rush? Aren't the roles posted in the opposite direction? Come on, let's see what we got!" Tori grabbed my arm and dragged me back to the bulletin board. "Tori! Wait! I've gotta see-"

"Cat, we're going to see the results right now! Aren't you listening?" Wow, how ironic. Tori says I wasn't listening, when she's the one who's not listening. I like irony. But a lot of it is hard to understand for a while, then it's funny. An idea hit me. "Tori, wait!"

The brunette stopped and turned to me. "What, Cat? I wanna see if I got the lead!" I rolled back on my heels and back. "Will you tell me what we got, if anything? I gotta pee."

"Oh, sure, Cat. I'll tell you during Sikowitz-" "Thanks Tori! I'll be there soon!" I dashed away before she could even blink. "...class? Uh, bye?" Tori muttered to herself as she made her way towards the quickly clearing crowd.

No POV

"Hey, Vega. You know your sister is crying in a closet, right?" Jade asked the younger of the Vega sisters as she moved toward the results. "Trina? Oh...I should probably-"

Tori's eyes grew wide as she saw the results. "Oh. My. God. I GOT THE LEAD! JADE. I GOT THE LEAD. CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? HOLY CRAP!" Tori bounced up and down as Jade pinched the bridge of her nose and checked the results. "Well, I'll be damned. All of us got good roles. Beck is the Tin Man. Robbie the Scarecrow. Andre the Cowardly Lion. And I am the Wicked Witch of the West. How lovely."

Tori paused her celebration,"Wait, what about Cat?" Jade looked at the list again, "Lemme check...Hmm, oh. Caterina Valentine. Understudy for the role of Dorothy. Why do me and Cat always end up your understudies? I think you slipped the teachers a few bucks. You know we're better actors."

Tori just stood there shocked as Jade sauntered away.

Cat walked up to the janitor's closet and suddenly heard singing from inside. The redhead knew it was Trina in there, but this singing sounded...good. Cat tried the knob and the door opened. Cat was right. It was Trina in there. And she was singing. And glass wasn't breaking. The older Vega also didn't notice Cat come and and shut the door, so she continued singing.

Someday, I'll be livin' in the big ol' city.

And all you're ever gonna be is mean.

Someday I'll be big enough so you can't hit me.

And all you're ever gonna be is mean.

Why you gotta be so mean?

Cat just stood there silently and listened. Trina wasn't half bad, really. But Cat wondered...

And I can see you years from now in a bar, talking over a football game

With that same big loud opinion but nobody's listening

Washed up and ranting about the same old bitter things

Drunk and grumbling on about how I can't sing

But all you are is mean

All you are is mean and a liar and pathetic and a fucking whore

And mean.

Cat gasped at the lyrics. Those weren't the lyrics Cat knew. Trina finally heard Cat and turned around.

Trina's POV

I was shocked to look up and see the little redhead staring back at me. I'm guessing her shocked face was form the lyrics. "Artist vs Poet's cover of Mean. They're a good band." I explained and Cat sat in front of me. I felt her hand stroke over my cheek, obviously seeing the dry tear trails. My hand met hers. "I'm fine, Cat. Thanks for your concern though..." I moved her hand from my face.

I sighed. "Why are you upset?" I looked into those innocent eyes. They were liquidy and brown, like mine. She yawned. I almost thought I saw tears in her eyes, but I couldn't be right. Probably just from yawning. Why would Cat be crying?

"I didn't get any role in the play. Not even an understudy or anything! I did really well though! Or I thought..." I looked down and I heard Cat shift slightly. "You sang really well. Just then, I mean. Not all the other times. Why?"

I gave her a blank look. "What do you mean, 'the other times'? Do I not sing well?"

Cat looked down and looked back up,"Not really...But just then, you sang so well."

"Really? I wasn't really even thinking about it. I was just singing what I felt." Now I was very confused. I wasn't even trying a second ago. But usually, I try super hard, like at my audition.

"Maybe," Cat interrupted my thoughts,"You usually try too hard, and you don't actually feel the song. Except you can't feel a song really. Unless it's sheet music. But technically that's sheet music..."

I stopped her before the babbling got even more random by placing my index finger over her lips. She nodded, getting the point, and I let her continue. "So, right now, since you're upset and singing what you feel, your singing is affected by it. Your emotions are coming through your singing! And since your emotions are really strong and focused on one thing right now, it makes your singing better!"

I just sat there in awe. Cat actually said something very reasonable. I pondered it. Makes sense. That or I'm tone deaf only half of the time, but I think I'll go with Cat logic on this one. Cat just stared back at me, breaking the stare only to rub her eyes and yawn yet again. "You seem tired," I inquired,"Did you sleep last night?"

She slowly nodded, paused, then shook her head. "My brother found some leftover fireworks. And he-" I held a hand up. She may be helping me, but the last thing I want right now is a story about Cat's brother. Just then, I heard the bell ring. "We better go to class." Cat said standing up and smoothing out her frilly pink dress. I stood up and straightened my shirt. I grabbed my purse and followed Cat out. I paused for a second. "Cat?"

She looked back,"Yeah, Trina?"

"Thanks." I smiled,"For everything. You wanna get some Freezy Queen after school?"

She bounced up and down,"Oh my gosh, I'd love to!"

"Meet me at the Asphault Cafe after school."

"Thank you, Trina! I'll be there!" Cat jumped up and hugged me as tight as she could. and I could have sworn she placed a kiss on my neck. But, I had to be imagining things.

...Right?

SUSPENSE. Only not really, lol.

Oh, and I don't own AvP. But I do love Artist vs Poet. Fav band at the moment.

And it's storming so I should stop now.

And my singing theory was fun to make up, even if it probably isn't true. I'm a band geek. I don't sing.

SEE YA NEXT TIME :D