(A/N: Hello all! This is my first story for the Victorious fandom. I believe a few people have attempted a story like this before, but I am not plagiarizing, I assure you. This story will be different from those. ^_^ I hope you enjoy!)
It was the average day at Hollywood Arts high school as Tori Vega and Trina Vega made their way inside. The sun was high in the sky, casting beams of light in every direction. Students were chatting at their lockers, dancing in the halls, or doing whatever they pleased. Trina scuttled off to her locker, and Tori went off to hers, when Robbie Shapiro, Rex Powers, Jade West, Beck Oliver, Andre Harris, and Cat Valentine joined her.
"—and nobody's seen him since," Robbie said.
"Nobody's seen who?" Tori asked, fishing a book out of her locker and slamming it shut.
"Sinjin," Cat said, in her usually energetic way. "He went on a date with another Northridge girl and she embarrassed him."
"Embarrassed him how?"
"Not sure," Andre said, shrugging. "His last update on the Slap is how we know he was embarrassed. It didn't say how."
"Who cares?" Jade asked, dryly. "It's Sinjin. He's a geek. He's used to embarrassment."
"Anyway," Tori rolled her eyes, "you said no one's seen him?"
"He's just…gone." Beck opened the door for everyone as they filed into Sikowitz's classroom.
"I'm sure he'll turn up soon," Tori shrugged, as she walked past Beck.
Moments later, the door to the classroom burst open, a rather terrified looking Sikowitz throwing himself inside. Startled, everyone turned to look at him. He slammed the door shut, locked it, and ran towards the window.
"What's the matter with you, Sikowitz?" Rex asked, watching the coconut-milk-loving-man struggle to shut the window.
"This is no time for talking! Everyone get down, Sinjin has a gun!"
Robbie laughed. "Is this another drive-by acting exercise? You should at least warn us before you do those, because—"
"This is serious, children!" Finally managing to get the window shut, he pulled the curtains down, and made his way to the back door.
The whole classroom was quiet for a long moment, not entirely too sure if Sikowitz was joking, or wasn't.
Their questions were answered as the loud pop of a gun was sounded from somewhere in the building. Panic registered on the faces of every last student. One in particular, Gabrielle Parsons, widened her eyes, and started to hyperventilate.
Everyone turned to look at her, Cat's face being the most sympathetic. Her friend, Sierra, who was next to her pulled her into a hug, and eased her done on the ground. Everyone else followed the same suit, Beck taking Jade's hand.
Sikowitz quickly switched the light off, and got down as well. Tori repeatedly said, "This can't be happening!" Sikowitz shushed her, and through tears, Tori put both hands over her mouth.
A loud boom sounded at the door.
Gabrielle made a little noise, and Sierra quickly shushed her. The boom sounded again, and this time, Sinjin managed to kick the door open. There he stood, in a big gray hoodie, hood pulled over his head, a small gun in his hand.
No one knew what to say, or what to do. They just stared at Sinjin, calculating his next move, judging what they should or should not do next.
Tori gulped and Sinjin quickly pointed the gun at her.
"Sinjin," Cat squeaked, her big, brown eyes going wider than they already were. "Sinjin, please, don't do this. Whatever has you upset, you can talk about it."
"Shut up!" This time the gun was pointed at her, Sinjin's whole body shaking, tears welling up in his eyes. "Everybody, just be quiet!"
Gabrielle made a small sobbing sound, and this time, the gun was in her direction. Sierra pulled her even closer, glancing over at Sinjin.
"I said shut up!" He repeated.
"She's had a bad experience with a gun," Cat squeaked, wiping a tear from her eye. Confusedly, Gabrielle, Sierra, Sinjin, and everyone else turned to look at Cat.
"Gigi and I used to be really close," she said, sadly. "She used to live next door to me."
"I don't care, shut up! Everyone shut the fuck up!" Sinjin tightened his grip on his gun, still pointed at Gabrielle.
"Why are you doing this, Sinjin?" Beck asked, frowning. Sinjin let out a rather odd sounding chuckle as he turned and face Beck, the gun aimed for his head.
"Why do you think, Pretty Boy, Mr. Hollywood Arts?"
"…pretty boy?"
"Beck Oliver," Sinjin sneered, "you can get anyone your heart desires. When you go out on dates, you're not treated like shit. You're dating Jade West, one of the prettiest girls in school."
"Whoa, easy, man," Beck said, biting his lip.
"You tell me why I shouldn't blast your fucking head off right now! Give me a reason! Give me one good reason!"
"You're not the only one who's ever been embarrassed or humiliated," Robbie spoke, looking over at Rex.
"It's true," Andre said, looking into Sinjin's eyes for the first time that day. "Everyone's been embarrassed."
"Not me," Jade murmured, looking down at the floor.
Beck looked at her. "Oh, really?"
With an edge in her voice, she said, "Yes, really!"
"I seem to remember a certain incident, on our third date, when you—"
"Okay, okay, I have," Jade said quickly, glaring at Beck.
"I'm so sick of you. I'm so tired of all you. You treat me like crap, day in and day out, and I'm done."
"Sinjin," Sierra said, tears in her eyes. "Please. Don't do this."
"What if we could convince you?" Tori asked. "What if we could convince you that we all don't have the best lives either?"
"Hold up, Vega," Jade said, glaring at her. "I'm not sharing anything with you lose—"
She stopped short when Beck glared at her.
"—you, uh, lovely people."
"I, uh," Gabrielle said, biting her lip. "I'm not comfortable sharing anything, either."
"Would you rather die?" Tori hissed.
Jade and Gabrielle both looked down.
"I think that's a marvelous idea," Sikowitz said, taking a deep breath.
If only they knew what they'd gotten themselves into.
(A/N: Alright, I know that was short. But I think it's good! Please give me your feedback. And I apologize for OCs, they are needed. I might need some all from you in the future. ^_^)
