My heart softened…for the first time [A Bade Fan fiction]

Author's note:

As you all can see, this is a short fan fiction of Jade West and Beck Oliver from the Nickelodeon hit TV Show, Victorious. As mentioned, it is just a fan-made story (by me, of course) and didn't really happen in the real series (but hoping it did). This is dedicated to all Bade (Beck and Jade) fanatics out there and it doesn't mean any offense to the Bori (Beck and Tori) fans. I hope you consider and I hope you don't mind leaving a review. Thank you for reading and enjoy!

PS. The story uses the 'first person' point of view.

Chapter 1

Jade's POV

Okay Jade, you're going to go out there and ask your dad. Be cool and keep calm. If it takes insisting, then insist.

"Um, hey dad."

"Jade," he greeted coldly.

"I was wondering if you'd let me go to Hollywood Arts," I said with no emotions and have my fingers cross at my back.

"You mean that school where the dumb people go out singing, acting like they didn't care about academics? No, Jade. I have a better school for you where you will learn and eventually become successful," he said, sipping his coffee.

I knew it.

"Oh, come on, dad! You know that's my big dream when I was little!"

"YOUR dream, not your future."

"What if it is?"

"What if, is the word there Jade. Our world are not 'ifs'," he said, philosophically, putting down his coffee.

And the argument went on for about 3 minutes. This was practically one of my normal day.

"I never fit in your world, dad, where you go to law school learning about some crazy laws and stuffs."

"Then whose world, are you fit then? In some kind of crazy man in the street?" My dad stood up, furious.

"No dad… Mom's."

He got quiet and sit back down. I walked out and went to the CR.

I faced myself in the mirror, holding back my tears. For God's sake, Jade West doesn't cry. Not in this situation, at least.

Mom… My mom was a great actress and writer. I only get to meet her for a few months. I guess I inherited her. My father… well, he's one of those 'workaholics' and perfectionists who doesn't accept anything imperfect… and, I'm one of those imperfects. I know all of us are. That's why, he wants me to have a perfect life. A life, that I don't even like.

Mr. West's POV

"No dad… Mom's"

Oh, Jade. I only want you to give you a much better life, where you'll just sit and let others do your job and not like your mother's who has a tiring one, working all day and all night just to finish a stupid script.

I was going back to my room when I saw Jade's room open. I got curious and went in.

I was never really close to Jade, nor is she to me. We do simple greetings like "Good night", "Did you eat already" and other typical conversations. We mostly had arguments and reprimanding her for dying her hair, wearing piercings and other informalities. Yet she never listened, just like her mom.

I wandered around her room filled with posters of bands and celebrities. I look at the books, mostly novels and Shakespeare. She was really into theatre. I let my eyes wander until I spotted a notebook on her bed. I sat down and read it.

The title was: My love for you

I read the story. It was a typical story about a father and a daughter enjoying their life, going to different places. At start, I find it a really happy story but in the end, I realized it wasn't. The father was dying.

Martha: Dad! You can't leave me here in this world! It's not complete without you.
John : Mine isn't too, dear Martha. That's why I want you to make it complete for me.
Martha: I will, dad.
John: Take care, dear Martha.

I didn't realize that I already shed a tear. I couldn't bear to read it further so I put it down back in her bed. I took a look at it once more until I heard a voice coming from the door. Crap. I turned to look at her and wiped my tear.

"Dad? What are you doing here?" she asked, confused.

"I read your story, Jade."

"R-really? Uh, was it good?"

"Yes."

"Oh…"

There was a minute of awkward silence and I decided to speak up.

"You know, your mom always stay up late at night, rehearsing and continue writing her story. It's always a tiring day for her."

"Dad, I made a decision, I won't go to Hollywood Arts anymore. You're right, I could live a better life."

"It was a tiring job… but she did enjoy it."

She was obviously shocked and couldn't believe on what I said.

Jade's POV

Guess I have to follow his 'better' decisions. After all, he is 'perfect'.

"Dad, I made a decision, I won't go to Hollywood Arts anymore. You're right, I could live a better life."

There, I said it. "MY DECISION."

"It was a tiring job… but she did enjoy it."

What!? If only I could pop my eyes out, I probably would have done it, right now.

"You can go," he continued.

"Are you sure?"

"You don't want to?"

"No! … I mean, yes! Of course I want to."

"Go pack your things," he ordered me.

"What? I'm gonna leave… today? Where the heck will I stay?"

"Yes, and you can stay at an apartment, which I will pay. Besides, school's gonna start three days from now. And, I figured out, that… you're better off without me."

If only I could hug him, I would have done it right now. And, if only I could cry I front of him, I'd do it.

I was speechless and all I can say was, "Thank you, dad."

He just nodded and left. So, I packed my things that took about an hour.

I said goodbye to dad and he offered me one of his cars, but I declined because I still don't have my driver's license.

"Jade, I don't really agree with this. I'll give you a chance. If you mess up, I'll transfer you immediately to another school."

Fathers… am I the only one who has this kind of father?

"Yeah, right. Sure, sure." After I said those words, I left for the bus station.

I was never really a good daughter. In fact, I was never good and kind. Those were so out of my vocabulary.

-Hollywood-

I chose an apartment near in school so I could just walk it.

After an hour, I'm all set. Since I'm bored, I went to visit Hollywood Arts and decided to enroll.

-Hollywood Arts-

I enrolled and once again, I'm all set. I decided to hang around longer and found a notice at the bulletin board. It was all for the new students in HA.

It said that there will be an audition and if you passed, you can stay in HA. And if not, you're out.

I thought that after you enroll, it's done but- what the heck.

I was spacing out, thinking what story of mine I'd pass. What if-

"Hey there. So what are you gonna do in the auditions?"

I turned around to look at the guy speaking. He has a somewhat messy hair, and fluffy, I don't know. But it does look good on him.

I looked away and walked to look at another bulletin board.

Oh, so famous singers and artists mostly comes from here. Well, duh? It is HOLLYWOOD ARTS.

I was spacing out again, reading the posters.

"Are you avoiding me?" the guy with the cool hair, asked and laughed afterwards.

"Would you mind your own business?"

"Ok, I give up," he answered putting his hands in the air as if surrendering. He also laughed again.

This boy is really getting on my nerves now. If this boy hadn't been a new student here, I would really punch him hard in the face.

I controlled my temper and walked away from him, the second time.

I could sense that he was really following me.

Ok, I'm erupting.

"I-I just want to…"

"Look, if you have no one to mess with or tell your problems or your silly jokes or whatever, go talk to anyone but not me. Get it?"

"I just want to ask you about the auditions because I need a partner," he said confused on what I'm saying.

Oh… so he wasn't flirting on me… or was he?

"You sure you're not flirting on me?" I directly asked at him.

He laughed again, so hard; he could probably roll in the ground. What is wrong with him and his laughing problems?

"No, no. I'm not."

I nodded approvingly and turned to look at the posters in the bulletin board again.

"So, what are you planning to do at the auditions?" he asked, breaking the awkward silence.

"I still don't know," I said, without turning to face him.

"… Um, … just what do you do?" he asked.

"I do script writing and acting."

"Good! We can be partners!"

"Yeah…" I said scrolling on the posters when I finally realized what he said. "Wait, what!? Partners?"

"Mm, hmm."

"Oh, no can do. I work alone." I turned to look at him and gestured him a 'Z' sign with my hands.

"But you already said yes."

"I was… Heck, I don't know what I was saying."

"Uh-uh. We're gonna be partners…" he then leaned on my ear and whispered softly. "whether you like it or not."

That, actually, sent shivers to my spine.

"Hey! You can't order me around here! You're not the boss of me!" I yelled at him that made the other students look at us as if we were some kind of hobos from another planet.

"My RV, 9 in the morning tomorrow, you won't miss it from here." He said while walking away from me, heading towards his car.

"What RV!?" I yelled at him but he was probably gone. I looked at the students staring at me. "What are you looking at!?" and they suddenly stopped from looking at me. Hell yeah, I'm scary.

I also head back to my apartment and lied down on my bed.

I sighed. "I guess I'll need a partner."