Hey, this is my first JUST Victorious fic. I said that because I have a Lemonade Mouth crossover with Victorious. If you want you can check it out, but yeah. Here's the summery of the story.

Victoria "Tori" Vega graduated Hollywood arts early. The reason? She had a baby. 15 years later, her daughter goes to Hollywood Arts and finds out about her father, Beck Oliver. Will she track her father down, or will she stick with her abusive step-father? Bori. Sucky name, I know.

That's the full summery. Well, bye.

Hi. My name is Stephani Mickey Oliver. But I go by my middle name more than I do my first. So, I had just gotten into this AWESOME new school called Hollywood Arts. So epic!

So, maybe your wondering what I look like, I have black hair, which is odd considering my mom has brown, and no-one in her family has black hair like mine. I have brown eyes, also strange. Let's just say the only thing I have in common with my mother lookwise is my skin tone. She says I get everything else from my dad, whom I've never met. But my mom says that's fine. On my arms, both of them, I have the scars of cutting. Yes, I'm depressed. No, I'm not emo.

The reason I'm depressed? My step father beats the living shit out of me every day of my life.

So, I walked into the classroom that had the name 'Oliver' on it, so this must be the right spot... I walked into the room and the class stared.

"Hey class. I'm Mr. Oliver, as you all know." He saw me. "So, you must be," the teacher, who looked strangly like me looked at a clipboard, "Miss Oliver?" He said.

"That's me." I said quietly. I hate when people stare at me. Ironic considering I want to be an actress...

"Well, you can have a seat next to Sapphire."

"But Dad-" The girl started to say.

"No buts, Sapphire." He said, he then looked at me, "don't worry, I'm sure you'll fit in just fine Miss Oliver." He smiled and I sat down next to the girl.

-After School-

I walked home and I tossed my bag on the couch like normal. "Mom! I'm home!" I yelled.

"In the kitchen!" She yelled back. My mom was my best friend. Well, my only friend. Nobody likes me. I walked into the kitchen to see her making sushi.

"Yay! Sushi!" I said, sushi is my favorite.

"Yup, your favorite." She kissed the top of my head. "How was school?" She asked.

"Ugh, nobody liked me, but other than that it was fine."

"I'm sorry, but I felt the same way, and I made friends fast." She smiled, "like your teachers?" She asked.

"One of them is pretty cool." I said, taking a bite of some sushi she handed me.

"What's his/her name?" She took a bite of sushi and we sat at the table.

"Mr. Oliver." She choked on her sushi.

Tori's POV

Oliver? I hope she doesn't me Beck Oliver, as in her birth father...

"Do you happen to know his first name? I might know him.." I said, trying not to sound freaked.

"No, well, maybe... I think it's Beck or something like that.." She took a bite of sushi when Tony got home. He grabbed Mickey and shoved her out of the seat.

"TONY!" I yelled, I ran over to my daughter, "are you ok, sweetheart?" I asked.

Well that's that chapter, feel free to PM me any questions you have or if you just wanna talk. Well, review please. I would appreciate it. You get a little peek into Mickeys Life, but it'll get more interesting as it goes on, promise!