I don't own Victorious

Jade POV

I walked up to the cast list of As You Like It. They put the minor roles at the top instead of the major roles. I became more anxious as I looked down the list. I was so sure I would get the role of Rosalind. I killed my audition. Robbie as Oliver, Cat as Celia, Andre as Orlando, Tori as Rosalind. Why is Tori always the lead?! I didn't even get a part! I stormed out of the auditorium.

"Jade!" Beck called after me "what's wrong?"

"Tori got Rosalind. I practiced so hard for it. I was so sure I nailed my audition. Why does Tori always take everything from me?" I felt Beck wrap his arm around me as tears rolled down my cheeks.

"I know I shouldn't be asking, especially when you're this mad, but why are you so upset that Tori got the lead?"

"She always gets the lead. She gets everything. I'm always in second place." I sobbed some more. Beck held me tighter and kissed my head.

"No you're not," Beck insisted.

"Tori is the pretty one, the funny one, the sweet one, the skinny one, the best singer, the best actress, the one who gets all the guys. She's everything I wanna be. That's why I'm so mean to her. I'm jealous," I admitted to him.

"You're the most talented person I know. You're skinny and pretty. Plus, you have a really hot boyfriend."

"Not as skinny as Tori. Not as pretty as Tori. I do have a hot boyfriend but it would be nice if other people also thought I was attractive."

"You're the most gorgeous girl I've ever met. Tori is too bony. You, on the other hand, are curvy."

"Did you just call me fat? Curvy means fat."

"Curvy doesn't mean fat. It means you have a gorgeous body but aren't too bony." I smiled and pecked his cheek.

"If Tori's not better than me, how come she's a man stealer?"

"Are you still on that? It was like three years ago!" Beck nearly screamed at me.

"Not just that. She kissed Cat's boyfriend. Kissing other people's boyfriends isn't okay. She looks so innocent, like a perfect little doll, but really she's a bitch. At least I'm open about my bitchiness." Beck smiled.

"That's my girl. My perfect, talented, sexy, beautiful, gorgeous, bitchy girl. You're never second place in my head."

"You're so good to me. You're so nice and hot and sweet and hot and talented and hot. Did I mention hot?" He kissed me. We kissed for a while.

"By the way," he said between kisses "you're a much better kisser than she is."