Hey guys! this is my first Victorious fic! Hope you like it. The story is in progress and in the works. Sorry if there are any grammatical errors. Thanks. Enjoy!

All the best,

~~Brooke

Disclaimer: I do not own Victorious, the characters, their actions or the places. I only own the story line and some names.

André never knew his real parents or family. He never knew he had a family. He never knew his friends would outcast him in such a way that they basically forced him out of Hollywood Arts, searching for his real family. But what happens when he thinks he finds them? Is this the end of his life in LA? Tandré, Cabbie, Bori, Bade, Trinjin

Author's Note: This is an idea that I got by watching TV. It was weird because I was watching the Food Channel. Hope you guys enjoy.

~~Brooke

Disclaimer: I do not own Victorious or any characters, songs, places, or names of web sites. Sadly.

ENJOY!

It was a regular Tuesday morning at Hollywood Arts Performing High School in Los Angeles, California. The 3rd bell rang for 4th period, which was Sikowitz's class. O Joy! The crazy teacher was always the most fun. Tori Vega got in as the teacher closed and locked the door, keeping the late comers from entering the room. Everybody watched as Cat Valentine tried to get in my kicking the door. She just ended up on the floor outside the door. Tori, already wanted to go home, took a seat next to her best guy friend, André Harris.

"Wuddup Buttercup?" a seemingly happy André asked.

Tori looked at him, "what's up with Mr. Perky-Pants?"

André laughed off the comment. "I'm getting the letter today that tells me if one of the families at is my birth family."

"Oh, André! I'm happy, too!" She gave him a squeeze, "I'm so happy for you."

He just sighed, "You know, after 14 years of living with my grandmother you'd think I'd be sick of her. Trust me, I am, but I feel bad. She had my dad. That's it, one child and no father. I was her child."

"No offense, but your grandmother is a loon, but her heart's in the right place."

Their conversation was stopped by Sikowitz clearing his throat.

"I have your project for the month. I want you to research your family tree starting with your great-great-grandparents. Upon presenting your project, I would like you to either act it out or sing it. Failing to do either of these tasks will cost you a grade and 2 Saturdays. Any questions?"

André raised his hand.

"André Harris, the one in the back."

The boy in the back stared at him, "There is only one of me. Why did you have to say my location and last name? Everybody knows me. I'm the only André in this class."

Sikowitz looked puzzled, "Was that your question?"

"What? No. What if we don't know our family? What if we only have a deranged grandmother being our guardian who forgets what she had for her last meal, much less a person or family?"

The teacher stood up, "Well try to pull things out. Go research it. I'm sorry André, but if I have to cut you some slack, I cut everybody else some, too."

Just then, the lunch bells sounded and people walked out the door, careful not to step on a now sleeping Cat.

At Lunch

"Man, what am I going to do? I have no place to research," a concerned André asked. He looked around the table at his friends Cat Valentine, Beck Oliver, Jade West, Robbie Shapiro, Rex uh…Shapiro and Tori Vega. No one had any idea what to do. Suddenly, Tori spoke up from behind her taco.

"I have my entire family tree memorized. I could just help you."

André's face brightened, "Really? You'd do that for me?"

"Of course I would," she said, checking her watch, "Oh shoot! I was supposed to talk to Lane 5 minutes ago. Come over at 6 and we'll go to the library or where ever."

Before André had time to reply, she turned and ran away. Trying to hide his smile, he again looked around the table and saw all eyes on him.

"Oooooooooooh! Looks like someone's got a date with Tori!" the sound was coming from Rex, Robbie's rude puppet.

"Shut up, puppet!" André's smiled disintegrated. He didn't have feelings for Tori. She was his best friend, aside from Beck, and she was there for him. He couldn't like her. Aside from liking her as a best friend, there were no other feelings. Right?

Robbie looked hurt, "He's not a puppet!"

Jade was quick with her remark, "Then what is it?"

"Well, you know, it's just a-." And he ran away.

Now all that was left at the table was Jade, Beck, André and Cat. Cat was quietly munching on her red velvet cupcake when she spoke up.

"Have you guys ever met my brothers?"

The other three exchanged confused looks.

Cat continued with her babble, "Well see I have two, a younger one and an older one. The older one is the most normal and my younger one is the cutest and craziest thing you have ever seen."

The bright headed girl whipped out her PearPhone and pulled up a picture.

Beck chuckled, "He's adorable. What is he sitting in though? It's all black."

Cat's faced turn whimsical. "It's tar! But don't worry we took him to the hospital to get it taken off."

"Cool! Where did you find that much tar to fill a bathtub?" asked a now interested Jade.

Cat tried to remember. "We know a guy."

Everybody continued their lunch when Sinjin van Cleef came over and gave André a note.

"Don't open it until you're alone. I found it in your locker," he said in a raspy, immature voice. With that, Sinjin walked away.

Jade was the first to speak up, "What. The. Hell."

Her sentence made Cat gasp. "You said a bad word! Beck!"

Beck Oliver took his girlfriend into a hug, "I told you. No cursing around Cat. She's sensitive."

Jade got angry at that. "Since when do you care?"

"Since she's your friend."

"Come on! She's crazy!"

At that remark Cat started crying. "I'm not crazy!"

Jade just shrugged and Cat went off the deep end. "You think you're better than everybody else. You think you're this-this queen sitting high on her thrown looking down at everyone else. But you're not. You're a girl hidden behind lies. You were my friend. You knew I hate when people call me crazy. Maybe it's because I have a problem? You knew that too! You're a witch!" She started bawling her eyes out and Jade felt a twinge of guilt.

"Cat, I'm sorry"

Beck slowly started to lead her away from Cat. "Come on. We get out early today. Let's go to the beach."

"Can we make sand castles?"

"Sure."

André was just left with a crying red haired girl. Then, she lifted her head and there were no tears on her face.

"Cat! What the heck?"

She giggled. "You like Tori!"

"What does that have to do with anything?" the musician questioned.

"I have a secret. I'll tell you mine and I won't tell anybody yours. Deal?"

André looked at her, puzzled. "Go on."

"So you do like her!'

"Dang it, Cat, I don't know. I'm figuring that out. What's your secret?"

"I like Robbie."

"Ok."

"That's it?"

"I guess."

"Ok."

"So why were you crying?"

"Because. See my headband? There's a camera. I'm auditioning for the play."

"Well that was something."

"Kay! Bye André. Have fun tonight!" She winked and walked away.

André decided to run to his car and drive home as fast as he could to open the letter. What was Sinjin doing in his locker anyway?

So What did you guys think? Review please! I know I'm not the best writer, but I have the whole story figured out.

Enjoy (:

~~Brooke