"But dad! Why can't I go! I'm 14," yelled Melody.

"Exactly you're just 14! That's too young to date," yelled Beck.

"Honey," said Tori, "Give me and your dad a couple minutes too talk."

Melody left the kitchen and went up upstairs to her room. The one she had to share with her little, 6 year old sister Hope.

"Listen," continued Tori, "She isn't going to be going alone. It's a double date with Phoebe and Jacob. And it's just to the bowling alley. Now, I know the boy who asked her. His name is Steve and he is really nice. So calm down and let her go on her date."

Why did Melody have to date? Couldn't she wait a couple more years?

Beck thought back to a talk she had with Melody when she was younger. How Melody said that she would never date because boys had cooties and were so gross.

And in this moment, all Beck wanted was for Melody to still think the same thing.

Beck dragged himself upstairs. Tori was forcing him to personally tell her himself that it was alright to go on the double date.

"Sweetie," he said, "Can I talk to you?"

He made his way over to the bed with a pink and white comforter. He moved some of the pillows and sat down right beside Melody.

"I'm sorry for the way I acted before. It's just that...you're growing up to fast and I just want my little girl to be well...little forever."

"I thought Hope was your little girl," snapped back Melody.

"You both are. But right now I don't have to worry about boys with her. All I have to deal with Hope are the monsters under her bed."

"I'm sorry too, Dad. I was acting immature and disrespectful. It's just that I really like this boy. And no guy has ever even looked at me so I want to date him. Cause this might not happen again."

"Hey," he said, pulling her head up, "I bet a hundred guys like you. Because you are beautiful just like your mother. And you are the nicest and smartest girl I have ever met. Okay, and you don't need a guy to tell you that. You'll always have me."

Melody's eyes filled with tears as her dad brought her into a hug.

"I love you Daddy," she mumbled against his shoulder.

"I love you too sweetie." He said, pulling away from her.

"Now get ready for your date. It's tomorrow right?"

Melody nodded as she took out her cell phone and dialed Phoebe's phone number.

"Hi ," said Melody, "Is Phoebe there? Can I please talk to her? Phoebe guess what! My dad let me go!"

Beck left her daughter share and plan all the exciting details with her friend.

He made his way back to the living room where he saw Hope playing tea party with her teddy bear and stuffed elephant.

"Hey Hope," he said, as he sat down on the floor beside his daughter.

"Yes, daddy" she replied sweetly.

"Promise me you will never date."

"I promise," she said, putting up her pinky.

Beck put up his pinky too, as both of their fingers intertwined.

He wished that maybe this time, the promise would last forever.

O

"Who was that," asked Beck, as he walked into the kitchen.

"That was Cat," said Tori, hanging up the phone, "The girls just left to the bowling alley."

Melody had decided to sleep over at The Shapiro's house and Beck had been freaking out all day.

How was he supposed to let his little girl out on a date with someone he hadn't even met?

"I need to go meet this boy. I can't just let her go without meeting that little punk."

"Nope," said Tori, taking away the car keys from Beck's hands, "I told you, I know the boy. He is really nice."

"When did you meet him?"

"Well I haven't."

"Then how do you know he's nice?"

"Because Melody has told me about him and he seems really nice. So just calm down. Everything will be fine," she said, as she got up from her seat and laid a kiss on Beck's cheek.

He returned the kiss by kissing her sweetly on the lips.

Followed by Hope's "Eww. Don't kiss each other. That's gross!"

Tori just threw her head back and laughed along with her husband, suddenly realizing that maybe Melody would have her first kiss tonight.

O

Phoebe and Jacob sat across from Melody and Steve. They decided to eat some pizza before playing.

"So Melody," said Steve, "Tell me about yourself."

"Well," said Melody, propping her head on her hand, "I have been friends with Phoebe forever. But that's just because our mom's our best friends. And our parents all went to school together ,so they're practically all best friends. Even after my mom became famous. And now my mom is a magazine editor. And my dad is actually a teacher at Hollywood Arts, so I won't be that nervous when ninth grade starts."

"You're mom was famous," asked Steve.

"Yeah," replied Phoebe, "Her mom is only Tori Oliver!"

"Really," exclaimed Steve, sitting up in his chair, "She's up in my room! You're mom is super hot!"

Steve quickly turned a hundred shades of red, realizing he probably shouldn't have said that.

"I'm sorry," he quickly recovered.

"It's ok," said Melody.

People always stated how gorgeous her mom was. And no matter how much she looked like her mom, people always seemed to pay more attention to her mom than her.

After finishing the pizza, they began to bowl.

They decided to split up into two teams. Phoebe and Jacob on one team and Melody and Steve on another.

In the end, Melody and Steve ended up winning. But in a way, Melody ended up losing.

O

"So how was your date," asked Tori, sitting up from the couch where she was watching Finding Nemo with Hope and Beck.

Melody just made her way up to the room, only turning around once to give Tori a death glare.

Tori realized what that meant.

That meant, "I'm mad at you. Don't even talk to me right now or I will seriously hurt you."

And that being case, Tori knew she had to do the complete opposite.

She got up and followed Melody to her room, where by now, Melody had thrown herself onto her bed.

"What's wrong?"

"You," she sat up from her bed, "You always get in the way of everything! Every time someone finds out you're my mom, they say how hot you are and then attack me with questions about you!"

"Sorry, but that's who I am! Your mom. I'm sorry you're not proud of me," said Tori, choking on her words, hurt by the words from her daughter.

"That's not what I meant, it's just that…"

"What," asked Tori, changing her tone of voice from furious to curious.

"I thought I would get my first kiss tonight. But all I got was a kiss on the cheek. And then I said 'I appreciate that.' I appreciate that, mom! I sounded like a complete idiot!"

"It's okay, honey. I didn't get my first kiss until I was almost 16! And don't you want more dates with Steve?"

"I guess," said Melody, shrugging her shoulders.

"Well then, you'll get another chance. There's no pressure sweetie. Just remember that okay?"

"Okay mom. I think I'm goanna hit the hay. Me and Phoebe are doing last minute back to school shopping tomorrow."

"Okay, honey. Goodnight. I love you," said Tori, closing the door.

"Hey mom," called Melody.

"Yeah," said Tori, opening back the door.

"Can you not tell dad about me waiting my first kiss already? I don't want him to go all kill crazy."

"Cross my heart," chuckled Tori, as she made an X across her chest.

"Love you, mom."

"Love you too, Melody," screamed Tori as she left the room.


Okay. So what do you guys think? This is going to mainly focus on the second generation of Hollywood Arts students so I will be introducing new characters. But don't worry, there will still be moments with the parents so you won't say goodbye completely to the original Victorious characters.

I plan to update every week or so, since school is starting soon and I won't have that much time.