So I've been wanting to do this for a very long while now, but I never actually went for the idea up until now that is. So, basically this is a Skins theme inspired fanfic, and while at times the Victorious cast might resemble a particular character from the show rest assure that they're all still themselves— Jade is Jade, Beck is Beck, and so on (if anything I'd call it Jade being influenced by Effy). Also, I guess you can say this story is highly influenced by Skins generation 2, and one more thing before I stop my constant ramble- this first chapter is kinda blah since it's more so of an intro over anything, the next chapters will be picking up pace and such.

Disclaimer: Gisselle is not worthy enough to own Victorious nor Skins.

Enjoy, lovebugs!

For as far as anyone could remember there where only ever two things that Beck Oliver either cared for or much rather took an interest to.

One, acting. There was nothing that fueled Beck more than acting did, from the way one was able to escape from the world's cruel reality, to the raw emotion one was able to display in such a majestic way. Whether Beck was on stage or in front of a camera for another student film he always took advantage of being able to portray someone else (even if only for the slightest second) after all he figured anything was better than his reality.

Secondly and shamelessly, drugs. Shrooms, ecstasy, and weed (his favorites) and anything that could possibly fall into that category. He has been hooked for the past three years now and even to this day he could recall perfectly when his little addicted started.

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It was the Summer right before the Oliver's lost and both of Beck's parents that it'd be a splendid idea to send the then fourteen year old to Canada in hopes of him making connections with his roots and cousins (and maybe, just maybe Beck would've thought so too if his cousins, Josh and Kevin weren't such assholes). Anyway, his aunt and uncle had decided to leave both of their sons in charge one night while, they went out to some co-worker's party or some shit along those lines. Josh being the oldest (eighteen) and Kevin older than Beck ( sixteen) had ordered him to stay in the living room and watch whatever the hell it was fourteen year old boys like him watched, and while Beck had no problem obligating he soon found himself becoming bored, and as curious as any young boy his age was he soon found his feet moving up stairs leading to a close door he eventually figured out lead into his cousin's bedroom. He hadn't excepted to find one of his cousins on the floor rolling up what appeared to be a rectangular shape of white paper and something greenish centered within the sheet, and his other cousin on the bed with smoke just leaving his lips. Rather than doing the rational thing here both his cousins exchanged a look before shrugging and one of them (Kevin) extending a matching tan arm out- the white sheet he earlier saw his cousin rolling up now done and ready to be used was met at the end of his hand. Beck's brown eyes widen and he rapidly shook his head no letting his shaggy hair serve as curtains to his eyes.

"C'mon cuz, don't be such a wuss."

"Beck stop being a pansy and just take it already!"

"Baby."

Before he knew it his much smaller hand in comparison to the two boys in front of him shakily reached out for the joint and brought it close to his lips. Beck only remembers laughter bouncing off the walls as he furiously coughed and chocked on the smoke that was meant to gracefully escape his lips.

After that incident he spent the rest of his Summer in Canada avoiding his cousins and the two seemed to be doing the same with Beck, that was until the ending of Summer where the two were present to drop the boy off at the airport where he was about to depart from the peaceful Canadian land to the eventful life in LA with his parents. Josh merely ruffled Beck's hair giving him a small smile before walking away, and Beck excepted he'd be leaving without anything from Kevin however, he was shock to say the least when the mentioned boy pulled him in for a hug and as he pulled away he held his hand out. Beck raised his eyebrows up in confusion, but rather than questioning the action he hesitantly let his hand met with his cousin's where he felt something plastic-like touch and stay in his palm. Kevin winked at him before leaving the airport with the rest of his family, and not knowing what to do Beck simply stuffed the plastic baggie into his front pockets where it'd later stay hidden in his drawers buried beneath layers and layers of plaid, untouched (not for long, though).

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That rainy night three years ago, is the night he remembers all too clear. He still remembers the sound of the rain faintly spattering against his glass windows. His father's heart wrenching sobs that echoed throughout the whole house. The way he dully sat up in bed as tears threaten to fall out of his eyes, his mother's previous words (and last) still fresh in his mind. "I'll be right back, sweetheart. I promise." She told him before kissing his temple and never returning. Beck knew she never plan to get hit by some drunk driver and end up in a fatal accident, but she promised she'd be back and yet she's gone.

And that's when it all really began.

He needed to feel numb, to forget, to have something new take over him. Let's just say that the plastic bag his cousin had once given him no longer stayed hidden.

"Andre, don't be such a wuss and just try it. C'mon you'll like it." And he did try it, and he did like it, and so they had Robbie try it out for himself as well. Always the same result.

Eventually as the boys grew so did their curiosity and they found themselves experimenting with all different sorts of drugs.

That was all Beck ever really needed; acting and drugs, his escapes, and his loves. However, something or somewhere didn't agree with him, because soon there was a third thing added to the short list, and this overpowered and beat off the other two. But perhaps he shouldn't really call it a thing, but rather a person.

Jade West.

God, did he love him some Jade West, (but not surprisingly everyone else around him loved them some Jade West as well) with her long dark curls, bright blue-green eyes, and the way she made a joint look so fucking hot.

She was the girl for him there was no doubt about it, and he knew he was the guy for her.

Currently she laid on her bare stomach his sheets over her body and only leaving her milky pale back revealed. It's usually how the two ended up whether it be his sheets or hers.

He smiled before lowering his head to plant soft kisses all over her bare back. These were the only times he was able to see Jade peaceful (or at least peaceful looking). She refused to let anyone and sometimes even him see another side to her that didn't scream 'badass' and 'stay the fuck away'.

Truth be told he didn't want to stay away, so he didn't. Even if the two didn't share the title he so badly wanted (needed). It's not like he hadn't asked before oh, God knows he did, but she'd always have the same response.

"… I'll break your heart."

And when Beck suggests that maybe he'd do just the same they both know he's lying because one, no one as Jade says breaks her heart and two, Beck would never even dream of breaking the heart of someone as beautiful as Jade West.

So, he settles for sharing her because as he has also learned Jade West belongs to no one, and he rather have her in this way than not have her at all.

Review? Let me know what you think? I know it's kinda, probably, mostly confusing right now and such, but to be fair I've only had about no sleep and I'm writing this from le iPod. It'll pick up soon and they'll be more Bade action to come. I promiseeeee. Op, and with that being said please excuse my spelling mistakes, I'm basically a zombie right now.