This is what would happen in Beck's RV, if everyone really listened to what Robbie had to say. Set in Survival of the Hottest, this is what would happen if the guys weren't trapped in the RV, or didn't realize that they could've been, at least.
Disclaimer- I do not own Victorious so you can thank Dan Schneider for that.
CHAPTER ONE
(Robbie's Point Of View)
We had decided that it was too hot a day to be at home, in Hollywood. So, we went to Venice Beach. It really wanted to go with the guys. Like really.
Jade and Beck came from the truck that pulled the RV we were riding in. Cat jumped out, suddenly screaming, "Gotta pee! Gotta pee!" over and over.
"Hurry back," Beck shouted after her, as she rounded the corner to the wash house.
"KAY KAY!"
Jade looked up at her boyfriend with critical eyes. "She has the bladder of a squirrel." He nodded in agreement.
"Who's ready for beach fun?" Beck asked, jingling his keys in his hand. We all grabbed out totes in celebration, leaping for the door.
"Beck, this RV is so cool," Trina looked around at the walls. A sign with 'Becks Rules' hung near the door, and a pink neon longhorn hung in the corner near the vintage car stereo.
"Oh, thanks." He said back.
"And you, like, live in this?" The towel on her arm shook.
"Yeah. Well, parked in my parents' driveway." He smiled. I sat awkwardly in the corner.
I stood up and walked toward the center of the RV with a blue and pink towel in one hand, and Rex in the other. "At least you have parents," Rex sadly interjected. Everyone turned to look at us. Of course. It was my alter ego that said it out loud. But I like to think it was Rex.
"Hey! Some things are private!" I scolded, trying to deter some eyes. Trying to make it seem like something that Rex had just joked about.
"I know…" His tiny voice trailed off. He leaned into me, and I hugged him.
I really hoped that everyone would think that Rex was just saying that he was a puppet, and that he didn't have family. Beck's brow furrowed for a moment, and Jade turned away to laugh, but, it seemed that everyone had taken it that way. And I had saved myself, once again.
"Hey? How come all these windows are tinted so dark?" Was Tori… diffusing the tension?
Beck shot me a worried glance, and played along with Tori's question. "Oh, 'cause my dad bought it from a rapper." He laughed; I think actually forgetting that he was just playing along.
"All the windows are made from bullet-proof glass." Jade looked me straight in the eye, probably sensing my fear.
"What rapper?" Andre pondered his hands in the pockets of his swim trunks as he looked up from a miniature juke box.
"Fat Biscuit." Beck nodded.
"The Fat Biscuit?" Tori asked Beck, sounding so surprised. He must've been famous. They all know him. I guess I wouldn't have since he was so well known.
"Oh my gosh!" I stuttered out, pretending. Then, I remembered the story on the news about his weight loss. "Oh, yeah! I heard he's thin, now!" (The things I pull from memory…)
"Yeah," Tori remarked, "he had that stomach surgery."
"Aw… good for Fat Biscuit!" Trina looked at all of us as she talked.
I played around in my bag for a while. Tori was talking to Jade. Andre was looking at the old signs. Trina was fixing her makeup in the mirror on the far wall.
I felt an arm on my shoulder. I turned around to see Beck with that worried look in his eyes again. "What?" I asked, all fake and happy, pretending to have the time of my life looking for my sun screen.
"What was that all about?" His face turned from worried to worried and serious.
I kept up the act. "What do you mean?" I lifted up the small bottle of SPF 50.
"Robbie…" Beck pressed. I looked away and squeezed some of the lotion into my hand. "What Rex said, Robbie."
"Oh, yeah. I can't eat gluten. He's right." Not a lie. He had said that.
"Robbie. What Rex said about his parents— your parents." The word kind of stung. He crossed his arms. Tori stopped talking to Jade and walked toward.
"I don't know what you mean." I rubbed some of the white stuff into my arms.
"Robbie. Please." I looked up and Tori was talking. "If it was a joke, you wouldn't have hugged Rex like that. You'd be offended… or laughing." I guess that was true.
"Nothing. I'm okay. Nothing." The corner of my mouth twitched.
"No, Robbie, you're not okay." Beck patted my shoulder.
"Beck, stop. I don't want to talk about it." I pushed his hand away and cringed.
"Robbie!" Tori sat me down on the couch. "You have to tell us what's going on. We'll help you as best we can." She pulled me closer, almost onto her lap. The tears were streaming my cheeks. I couldn't make them stop.
"M-m-my parents are dead!" I spilled, doubling over with the pain that increased in the pit of my stomach. Everyone looked over to the three of us.
"What? Robbie!" Tori rubbed my arms, hard and fast, hoping to make the pain go away. I grabbed a pillow and screamed into it.
"Shh…Shh…Shh…" Beck grabbed my hand. I slowly picked my face up from the pillow and wiped the saltwater from my face.
"I can still… still see them going to the fancy place for dinner… and the car and even though I wasn't there, I and see the crash! The cra-a-a-ash!" I held my stomach. I felt it twinge. I felt the bile coming back up my throat.
I reached for the pink bag on the floor next to my foot. I just threw up.
"That was mine!" Trina screamed at me. I was really too busy upchucking the fruit salad I'd had for breakfast. Tori slapped her. She just looked shocked, and sat there, rubbing her cheek.
I wiped my mouth with my arm. "I'm sorry." I collapsed into Tori. I remembered all of the pain. All of the sadness. The sick feeling that hadn't gone away for years had come back again. I didn't know what to think, or do, so I just kept crying. "I'm so sorry…"
Tori wrapped me in her arms and slowly rocked me. I think the rest of them ended up going to the beach without Tori, Beck and I. I can't believe what great friends they both are. I can't believe that they cared about me so much. That they care about about me—to this day.
And it's like I could cry as loud as I wanted. I could drool when I fell asleep. I could be the stupidest person in the world with them, and they would still love me. That's right. Love me.
But, there was still so much more they didn't know about me. The kinds of things that might make them hate me.
WOW! That was my first fanfic ever! I really really really love reading it, and I just got the bright idea to write some of my own. PLEASE REVIEW!
