Hey guys! Haha, look at me, new story already! I'm making up for taking so long to update the others. Anyway, well, this story is a bit…different from the others. For one, it's rated M. Not a big deal, but I thought I'd put it out there. Also, it's a Victorious story. I know I've already written one of those, but this is nothing like it. I've fallen in love with the Jori pairing, so I decided to write a fic about them! Enjoy!
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Jade's point of view.
Have you ever been so in love with someone that it hurts? So in love that it causes actual physical pain? Been so crazy about someone that it makes your heart race when they're merely in the same room as you and butterflies dance in your stomach when they do as much as look your way? Has anyone ever made your day by simply flashing you a smile? Has anyone ever been the first thing on your mind when you wake up in the morning and the last thing on your mind when you fall asleep? Have you ever been madly, crazily, hopelessly in love?
I have.
Her name is Tori Vega, and she's wonderful. She lights up my entire world and I can't imagine life without her. She makes me the happiest girl on Earth.
But there's only one minor problem. I can't have her. I will never be able to have her. She's as straight as a pin. Me, on the other hand, I like girls. I like girls a lot. But I also like boys. I, Jade West, badass of Hollywood Arts, am bisexual. And I sure am proud of it.
Anyway, back to Tori. I'm in love with the girl. She's perfect, and amazing, and I'd give anything to have her. But..I can't. I never will be able to.
Still, I can't help being head-over-heels in love with her. I see her every day, and I can't keep my eyes off of her. Which is why I'm so mean to her. She thinks I'm staring because I'm trying to threaten her, when really, I'm staring because I'm mesmerized by those bright copper orbs that are her eyes. I'm captured by the way her auburn hair bounces when she walks, and the way her laugh sounds like a bunch of bells clinking together. I can't help but drool over the way her jeans hug her perfect little ass, and it makes me weak at the knees when I catch a glimpse of her round, perky breasts peeking out from the top of her tank top. I'd give anything to be able to touch her the way Beck touches me, make her moan and pant beneath me, make her pull my hair and scream my name as I finally give her the release she needs. I'd give anything to finally have the girl I've been swooning over since I came to this goddamn school.
"Hey! Hey Jade!" Tori squeaks, waving her hand in front of my face and therefore, jarring me out of my thoughts about her. God, I was having sex thoughts about her again, wasn't I? Fuck. Those always happen while I'm in school and I end up with soaking wet panties and a dry mouth. In front of everybody, including Tori.
"What?" I snap, partially out of anger for making me feel this way and partially because it's all just part of the act.
"I asked you what homework we have for Sikowitz's class, silly!" she chirps, that adorable smile of hers coming into play once more.
I can feel myself blush, the warm sensation creeping first up my neck and then into my cheeks. "U-Um," I stammer, playing with the black skull ring on my right pointer finger. Geez, why does she make me so nervous? "We had to write a ten-page script, remember? About love?"
Tori's eyes light up. "Oh yeah! I remember now!" She lightly punches me in the arm, and I flinch uncomfortably. "We're partners for that!"
My blue eyes widen and they seem to get stuck like that for a few moments. Oh, shit. Tori and I are partners for a project. A project that is *definitely* going to require being alone together. A project that happens to be solely focused on love. Since when did this happen? I remember Sikowitz announcing the project, but I don't remember him pairing Tori and I up. I must've been staring at her again. Or writing her name down in my notebook repeatedly.. That's been happening a lot lately.
I swallow, finally blinking and having to squint as my eyes fill with moisture. "O-Oh," I whisper. "Yeah, I remember." I clear my throat and then blurt out a little bit too quickly, "Why don't you come over tonight? We can start it!"
Tori's perfect pink lips stretch into a wide grin. "Okay! That sounds fun!"
And that's when I realize what I just got myself into. I'm going to be alone with Tori tonight. My parents are out of town, so it'll just be the two of us. Knowing her, she'll probably crash early and end up sleeping over. If I don't attack her and fuck her brains out first.
..Where the hell did that come from? Why am I thinking about this? Especially in school?
Cat's squeal breaks me away from my thoughts before I can answer my own questions. "Ooh! A sleepover!" she cries. "Can I come?"
I groan, crossing my arms over my chest. It's hot outside and my skin sticks to the black leather jacket I'm wearing. "No, you can't come," I bark, rolling my eyes. "Tori and I are working on a project. Alone. You'll just get in the way."
Cat frowns, looking down at her plate of mashed potatoes. She pokes them with her fork a couple times before dropping the utensil, its handle hitting the edge of the plate with a loud clang. Great. I've hurt the girl's feelings. Damn Tori. The only reason I'm so mean is because she tortures me with her sweetness.
Speaking of Tori and her sweetness, she's sitting over there with her arms around Cat, holding the tiny redhead as she whimpers, trying not to cry. "It's okay, honey," Tori coos, making my heart flutter. Why can't she use that tone of voice with me? "We can have a sleepover some other time. It'll be fun."
Why does she have to be so goddamn adorable? It's killing me.
I pick up my burrito and take a huge bite out of it, observing the other members of the table as I chew. Robbie is poking Trina and she's yelling at him to stop. Typical. Andre's got his headphones in, his dreads swinging as his head bounces up and down. Tori's still comforting Cat. Thank God Beck isn't here. I hate it when he comes to school because I have to focus on him instead of my beloved Tori. But, luckily for me, he's at home with the flu. And guess who won't be going over to his place tonight to comfort him? That's right. This girl. Instead, I'll be at my house. Alone with Tori Vega, the love of my life.
Tori's point of view.
Oh. My. God. I think I'm going to have a heart attack.
I can't believe I'm going to be alone with Jade tonight. I'm going to be with Jade West, the girl of my dreams. All alone. At night. Most likely in a room with a bed. I could masturbate just thinking about it.
..Not that I'm going to. I've never done anything like that. I've never had sex. I haven't even been close. Jade, on the other hand, she isn't exactly a slut, but she's not a virgin either. Not like I'm saying anything bad about it, though. I find it incredibly hot that she's had sex before.
Then again, everything about Jade is hot. The girl is a babe. I'd give anything, everything to have her.
Too bad I can't have her. I mean, she's bi and she's dated girls before, but there's no way she'd ever date me. To her, I'm just a piece of shit left behind by a dog. She's the queen of Hollywood Arts, the school in which we both attend, and I'm just some lowlife who has a pretty good voice. She doesn't know how I feel about her, and I don't intend on her knowing anytime soon.
But still, I can't help but be in love with her. I can't help but want to kiss her pink, heart-shaped lips and run my hands through her beautiful black hair, which has blue and pink streaks in it this week. I can't help but want to wake up next to her, the morning sun warming our bodies up as she plants sweet kisses down my neck. I can't help but want to undress her, my trembling fingers taking off her clothing piece-by-piece as I anticipate what lies under it. I imagine myself kissing her perfect, porcelain skin and cupping her round, ample breasts as she grinds against me. I can imagine her moaning and gasping as I bring her pleasure, crying out in ecstasy as I finally slip my fingers inside of her warm, silky, heated...
"Are you constipated, Vega? You're making the most retarded face."
I jump, my strawberry smoothie flying out of my hands and into my lap, splattering freezing cold milk and chunks of fruit all over me. "Shit!" I squeal, hopping up off the lunch-table bench. "Jesus, Jade! Did you have to snap at me like that?"
Jade shrugs casually, popping the last bite of her burrito into her mouth. She chews and then licks her lips greedily. I have to bite down on the inside of my cheek to suppress a moan. God, she is so seductive and sexy. If only she knew how much it turned me on.
"You looked like you had something stuck up your ass," she comments nonchalantly. "I was just trying to see why."
I roll my eyes and glare at her. God, this is so hard. I hate having to act like a despise her, when I'm actually so in love with her that it makes me nauseous. "Whatever," I grumble. And then, before I realize what I'm saying, I spit out, "Maybe if you didn't spend so much time staring at me, you wouldn't notice that I blinked off-kilter. I think someone's harboring a secret, aren't you, Jade? Do I need to inform your *boyfriend* that maybe you're not into boys after all?"
Jade blinks, and I can tell that she's taken by surprise. But the shock is gone as quickly as it came and Jade leaps up from the table, snarling like an angry bulldog. She thrashes out, her arms swinging and punching the air in front of her. I leap back as Andre hops up and grabs Jade around the waist before she can come any closer to me. Normally, it would be Jade's boyfriend, Beck, holding her back, but he's out sick. He has the flu, I think. Then again, I probably wouldn't have made that comment had Beck been here. He's another reason I'll never be able to have Jade. He loves her way too much and she loves him back. She'd never want me.
I have to admit, though, this is all pretty hot. Jade is thrashing around in Andre's arms, kicking him and punching him and trying to make him let go of her. She's so enraged that her normally ghost-pale face is the color of a ripe tomato. God, is she feisty. I'd love to get her into bed. She'd totally be the dominant one. She'd take all of her pent up anger out on me and end up fucking me so hard I'd pass out. Total turn-on right there.
Jade is just about to break lose when Trina grabs my arm. "Tori!" she screeches, even though she's standing right next to me. "Mom is here! Come on, we have to go! We're going to the mall, remember?"
I groan and snatch my purse up off the table. "I'm coming, I'm coming. Don't get your panties in a twist."
I sneak a glance at Jade. She's calmed down a lot, but Andre's strong, muscular arms are still wrapped around her waist. He wants to make sure she doesn't lash out again. Jesus Christ, is she sexy. Her hair is a mess and there are small beads of sweat drizzling down the side of her flushed cheeks. I'm salivating just looking at her.
"Bye, guys!" I call as Trina drags me across the parking lot. "See you tonight, Jade!"
Jade shoots me a scowl and her pink lips mouth the words, "Fuck you, Tori."
Oh, please do. I'd like nothing more than for you to fuck me, Jade West.
