New Students at Hollywood Arts
Disclaimer: This is a Victorious fanfic. Victorious belongs to Nickelodeon
Note: The invitations in this chapter are on my profile page. thanks, RZR
Prologue - The Invitation
Alex's POV
It's a crisp January night at Centennial Secondary School in Belleville, Ontario. My sister, Amy, has another one of her school musicals tonight. I love my sister because she is great at acting and singing. She is the drama and vocal member of the two of us, while I am the written and instrumental portion, although I can act a little bit. But tonight I think she is overdoing it. I don't know why, but as I look around I see a weirdly dressed man with what looks to be a coconut in his hand. I had never seen him before but I then decided to return my attention to the musical. I won't be seeing that guy again, that's for sure. The main scene is reaching its climax and my sister is not faltering in her lines. She is doing great. I think she is going to get the highest drama mark in her grade, which means she'll get an award. Although this will be the second award she'll get, I'll still be proud of her, even though she' is annoying as crap.
(20 minutes later)
"That was great, Amy. You're best yet!", I said to her, proud of her achievement. As soon as the show was over, the curtain raised one last time and the principal said that he personally wanted to give Amy an award for the best performance of the evening. But I know that as soon as we get home, she's going to start being annoying again. I definately can't wait for summer because then I can hang out with my friends most of the day and will only have to worry about her until the evening.
"Thanks! I did pretty well, didn't I?" Amy said, happy that I was treating her this way. She knew that the treatment was only temporary though, but she was making the best of it.
"Well? You did GREAT!" said our mother. Both her and our father were always happy that my little sister did great at another performance at school. That doesn't mean that they hate my stories. They love them. They also love my instrumental prowess but not as much. At this point, I was looking around for my friends. I found them in the farthest corner of the lobby.
"Hey, guys!" I said as I walked over.
"Hey, Alex! What's up?" my best friend, Wesley, slapped me on the back as I walked up. He has always been by my side on mostly everything. We're still working out the kinks in our friendship. My other friends Curtis, Jeremy and Kevin, were also there, mainly because they were also in the musical.
"Nothing much. Hey, you guys did great out there tonight!" I complimented them on the performances in the musical. But they didn't want to be complimented. They wanted to compliment someone else. My sister.
"Hey, we weren't the stars of the show. Your sister was," Wes said with a sigh, "To me, I thought she overdid it."
"Though she was amazing!" Curtis said in awe. The others agreed and as they were complimenting my sister's talent, I decided to do a quick scan to see when my parents and Amy were. I found them and then went back to talking to my friends.
Little did I know that the weirdly dressed man with the coconut I saw earlier approached my parents, until Kevin noticed.
He said, "Hey, Alex. Who's that guy talking with your parents?" I looked over and saw the man talking with my parents.
"I don't know who he is. He's probably a friend of my parents. It doesn't matter," I reassured them.
"Oh. Okay," Wesley said. Then we continued with the compliments to Amy until my parents told me it was time to leave. I said goodbye to my buds and my family and I left the school.
"So who was that person you guys were talking to?" I asked my parents as we were driving home. My parents looked at each other.
"Oh. Just someone who liked Amy's performance in the musical," Mom answered, "Don't worry about it." So I didn't.
(2 weeks later)
"Alex, can you get the door? I'm kind of busy," Mom called out to me while I was playing on my guitar. I was trying to teach myself to play 'Invincible' by Hedley.
"Get Amy to do it. I'm busy on my guitar," I called back. I then heard Amy's name being called. 5 minutes later, I heard a scream coming from the living room. I run downstairs and saw Amy just standing there with an envelope in her hand, a surprised look on her face.
"What happened?" I said, rushing over. She looked like she was just told that she was going to a premiere of a Harry Potter movie.
"Look!" she squeaked, showing me the thing that was in the envelope. It was an invitation.
"So what? You're going to another birthday party. Whoopie for you!" I said, not caring. At that point, Mom and Dad came into the room.
"I'm not going to another birthday party. Look closely and read it," Amy shoved the invitation closer into my face. Here's what I read on the invitation:
Amy Annabeth Stratton
You have hereby been invited to attend
Hollywood Arts High School
due to your talent in:
Acting and Vocal Music
Date: 01-26-2011
I also read the note in the bottom corner of the invitation. 'Note: includes one plane ticket to Hollywood, CA and your class schedule."
After I read it, I had 2 or 3 emotions running through my head.
"How did you get accepted into what looks to be an arts school?" I questioned Amy. Mom answered my question herself.
"Alex, remember Amy's musical two weeks ago? How that weird guy with the coconut was talking to your father and I?" she said.
"Yeah." I had a feeling that that man had something to do with theis whole thing. If so, then I'm grateful for hijm. He was able to get rid of my sister from me and for that I respect him.
"Well, his name is Erwin Sikowitz and he is a teacher at Hollywood Arts. He was in Canada as a tourist and decided to stop in Belleville for the muscial. As soon as he saw Amy's talent for acting, he approached us and said that he filmed the whole thing and sent to the principal." I could tell that this story would go on forever, so I sat down as she continues.
"The principal, named Eizner, liked Amy so much that he wanted Amy to attend the school. But she won't be the only one attending Hollywood Arts," she finished.
I'm confused by her words. The only other teen in this house is ... OH NO!
"Are you saying what I think you're saying?" I asked warily.
"If you mean that Amy is going to California alone, then you're wrong. You're going to Hollywood Arts with your sister," Mom said as my dream bubble popped.
"But how? There was only one invitation in the envelope," I hoped Mom and Dad were joking.
They weren't. "Well, we told Sikowitz that we didn't ant Amy going to Hollywood Arts alone. Then he asked us if we had any other talented high school students. At that point, we thought of you, Alex," Mom explained, "Fortunately we still had the footage of you playing 'Dirty Little Secret' at the Christmas concert, so we showed it to him and he said that you had talent, Alex."
She pointed to the envelope. "Why don't you look inside the envelope again, Alex?" she said. So I walked over and picked up the envelope with a sigh. I then looked inside it. Sure enough, inside I saw an invitation like Amy's. Here's what it said:
Alexander Perceus Stratton
You have hereby been invited to attend
Hollywood Arts High School
due to your talent in
Acting and Instrumental Music
Date: 01-26-2011
Then I read that note again. I then looked in the envelope once again and saw that there was more in the package. I pulled out the two plane tickets and class schedules. My heart was in the lowest place imaginable.
I looked at the plane tickets and the date and time on them. They said that the date and time of departure was ... WHAT?
"Our flight takes off at 9:00am in the morning of the 28th from Pearson Int'l Airport!" I yelled, "Does that mean that we will have to go to a hotel for the night before the flight date?"
"I guess so," said Dad, "then we have a day to pack and tell everyone."
"Alright," I said, Knowing that my friends are not going to like this, "Where are the suitcases, Dad?"
"I think they're in the garage," Dad said.
"OK," I replied, "I'll get them once I'm finished posting the news on Twitter. My friends are going to hate this, you know." And as I was walking away, I also said, "I know this is not something I would usually say but this isn't fair!"
Alex Stratton - Just been told that I'm going to go with my sister to some performing arts school in CA.
Mood: Depressed
Hey guys. RZR here. Just to let you guys know that at various intervals of each chapter, there will be a fake Twitter or, once Alex and Amy get to HA, The Slap .com post. It'll be like Tori does between segments of the show. Sorry about not being able to put the Slap together.