Synopsis: (OC) James Patterson is a new student to Hollywood Arts; at what would be Tori's second semester attending. James has been homeschooled most of his life but at H.A. he is attending, mostly, for his ability to excel at guitar, as he is the son of a famous late guitarist and is known to be the next guitar prodigy. He first meets Tori where through her meets the rest of the gang and finds the girl of his dreams and love of his life, Cat. Named after Jimi Hendrix's "Little Wing" as I see it fits for Cat and how it seems like a romantic song, FORESHADOWING? Cat/OC, Beck/Jade, Hints of Andre/Tori. Rated T for Language. This is my first Fan Fiction so I hope you enjoy reading as I have written it, please review so I know to continue. I own nothing of Victorious and I am not associated to Nickelodeon in any way.
LITTLE WING
CHAPTER 1: Dreaming of Her
I ran as fast as I could down a long white narrow hallway until I reach a T-intersection. I looked to the left and recognized that I was in some sort of school. As I turned and look in the other direction I caught a glimpse of someone. I shouted out to the figure to wait but to no anvil as they walked straight through two open doors which quickly shut behind them. I ran again chasing after the form barging between the two closed doors where I was once again found myself to be in an another hallway. I caught the figure once more and run full sprint; as I got closer I could now make out the figure. It was human, female to be exact as; I drew closer I could see that she was wearing a flowing white dress, a nightgown of sorts and she had hair that was dark red. Not a natural red but that of velvet red which trailed behind her until she once again disappeared behind another pair of doors. I again plowed my shoulder into the door for it to blow open and reveal a gaping hole on the other side of the door. I tried my best to avoid falling in but as I was balancing myself I felt a pair of hands push me into the opening. As I plunged I twisted my body around to see the assailant and saw a familiar face, my mind raced, "Jen." As I fell down into the dark abyss she disappeared and the darkness consumed me as I continued to fall until I felt myself land on a floor, it wasn't a sudden stop but a graceful yield. I remained on my back until SHE walked in front of my sight right above my head. She parted her velvet almost cupcake-like red hair that was in front of her face that allowed me to now distinguish her facial features. She was beautiful, breathtaking a round face that came into a perfect jaw line. Her skin unblemished and faultless; her lips where full and her smile had a sparkle from her flawless pearly whites to finish a long list of her features her eyes where a brown that was memorizing. She spoke, her voice was bubbly and yet ever so sweet, "Don't worry I will help you." She walked around to help me up, her arm extended to help me up; as our hands touch I felt my pulse race faster then I have ever have experienced. When I stood I see the rest of her body; her height seemed to be about 5'1 and although the dress she wore was loose-fitting I was able to see that her figure was fit and proportioned to perfection with curves that would make Aphrodite herself jealous. I asked "Are you real?" Her hand slowly rose to my cheek and she simply replied, "Yes, and I will see you soon." I raised my hand to hers covering it, then a loud beeping came through and she vanish through the sound waves.
BEEP BEEP BEEP
"What the..." I yelped as I quickly rose from my bed as my alarm clock kept ringing. My mind was racing, that dream felt so really and that girl she seems too human to be a figment of a dream is she real and… Jen was there and Jen is real, yeah a real bict…
BEEP BEEP BEEP
I lifted my body from the bed to turn off my alarm. I reach my Pear Pod and turned it off. I went into the bathroom splashed water on my face and looked at myself in the mirror to catch my reflection. I was about 5'11 and fit but not someone that had muscles that showed I was just fit. I closed in to the mirror so I could meet my brown eyes and I simply spoke, "And so James Patterson begins his first day at Hollywood Arts, let alone school."
CHAPTER 2: First Day at a New School Coming Soon