Hey! I have read Fan Fiction for a while and decided to give it a try. This is my first story, so please give constructive criticism! I hope you like it.
Disclaimer: I wish I did own Victorious, but I don't. _
I'm Jade. Well, my full name is Jadelyn, but, whatever you do, don't call me that. It's just Jade. I'm in 8th grade and the school year is almost done. I would say "yay" out loud, but I don't do that. I love to sing and act; it's my life. Whenever I'm sad, happy, or bored, I love to sing. It annoys my teachers, but whatever. Not to brag or anything, but I'm a pretty good singer. Anyway, I don't want to tell you about myself too much, cuz you might be one of those stalker people. And I hate them.
"Jadey?"
That's my best friend, Cat. She has the habit of walking into my house when she's not invited. But whatever. Cat is over eccentric, bubbly, and always happy. Let's just say that she is nothing like me. She always says that we are like Ying and Yang. Why she is my best friend, I have no idea, but we fit and I like it that way. So shut up, and let me finish.
"I have something exciting to tell you!" she says with her annoyingly high pitched voice. She comes over and sits on the couch, right next to me.
"Don't tell me your brother did something stupid again!"
"Heehee! No… its soooo much better than that, Jadey!" she says as she smiles and her dimple on her left cheek shows.
I sit back on the couch and pull my knees up to my chest. This better be interesting, I think to myself, or I'm kicking her out of the house. Yep, that's the kind of friend I am.
"I got in!" She was literally bursting with excitement.
"In what?" I ask even though I know exactly what she was so excited about. As I said before, I love to sing and act. Well, it turns out Cat does too. We make a pretty good duo, if I do say so myself. Our voices complement each other. She has a higher tone while mine is lower. Maybe that's why we are so good together. Cat's right, Ying and Yang.
The other week, we decided to fulfill our dream of becoming famous by auditioning to enter a top notch performing arts high school. It's called Hollywood Arts and Cat and I have been talking about it since we met in 2nd grade. They would send a letter in the mail if we were accepted. If you didn't get a letter, boo hoo.
"Hollywood Arts, silly! Remember? We auditioned together last week!" she giggled. It annoyed me. Better change that. Quick! Think of something to say!
"That's awesome!" I smiled, I really was happy for her. She deserved it. "Did my letter come yet, Cat?" I asked, knowing that she most likely when through my mail when she entered the house. She has a habit of doing that, too.
"Umm…" she suddenly became quiet. She didn't have her constant smile on her face anymore. I suddenly had this horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach. No, no, no, I thought, I didn't make it. It made me want to cry, and Jade West doesn't cry.
"Maybe your letter just came late! Or they didn't send it yet!" Cat kept thinking of excuses. I knew that the letters would have come by now and no matter how much Cat tried to make me feel better, it wouldn't help. I tried so hard to get in. This school was my dream. I had to get in! I didn't know what I would do if I didn't make it.
"Thanks Cat. But I think I'm just gonna go to bed now. I'll see you Monday and congratulations again." I climbed off the couch and looked down at Cat. She looked almost guilty as her big brown eyes stared up at me, but that was probably just because she got in and I didn't.
I left Cat on the couch, and walked up the stairs to my room. I climbed into my soft covers feeling worse than I have ever felt in years.
