Disclaimer: I do not own Victorious...but maybe one day...no, I still won't.

Oh and this is not my first fanfiction

Oneshot Jori

Jade never enjoyed going to the library. The place was filled with the type of people that she rather die than to be around, but don't get the goth wrong. She liked to read, but never in the company of others, especially if those others were complete strangers. The only thing that usually brought her in one or twice a month was to check out a Stephen King series. Jade loved the author's writing and movies since she was a small child. Her mother would often watch his horror movies and Jade couldn't stand to be left out. There was just something about the way his brain worked that made Jade come back for more of his writings, but it'll be the only thing you'd catch the goth reading.

But what brought Jade into the library today wasn't to check out any of her favorite author's writings. It was to type up a stupid report for her English class that was due the next day. Jade being her usual procrastinating self, decided to wait up until the very last moment to type her essay before the 25% grade project was due the next morning. She was all but happy stomping into the local library as she was already tired from a longs day of work and just wanted to head home and get lost in the fluffiness of her bed sheets.

"I need a computer, now." Jade says flatly to the librarian at the front desk.

"I'm sorry, but all the computers are being used at this time. The next available computer will be number 12 in 22 more minutes." She says kindly to Jade. She can tell the young girl is in a mood and she doesn't want to push her further. Hoping to calm her nerves, she pulls out a brand new Stephen King book from a shelf by her side and reaches out to hand it to Jade. "I've seen you come check out books many times before. I'm sure this may be of your interest. As of right now, it cannot be checked out, but you may read through it as you wait. I'm sorry again for the wait."

Sighing and trying not to show any signs of excitement for the book the librarian is holding out to her, she takes it with a simple nod of her head before heading over to an empty table not far from the computer that will soon be hers.

Flopping down into the hard wooden chair and dropping her bag to her side, she quickly scans over the front and back of the book. She knows it isn't to be on shelves for almost another week, so the fact that she holds it in her hands and would be the first to read the first few chapters makes her feel a of higher power than any other Stephen King fan.

Jade's POV

"…Rachel…..Rachel are you there? Rachel!"

I audibly growl hoping to get whoever is yelling out quite loudly to shut the hell up as I keep my eyes on my book. Even I have enough respect in a damn library to keep quiet.

"….Oh my god, Rachel!"

Again, I sigh loudly.

"…..Rachel!"

"Dude, would you shut up!" I yell out even louder as I look up from my book to see a few eyes turn my way. Oh come on! That chick was yelling first and no one stared at her like an idiot!

I turn over in the direction I hear the yelling coming from to see a girl sitting alone at a table as she looks around the library in what seems to be a frantic state. Her eyes meet mine for a second as it seems she's staring passed me as I pause at the sight of her eyes. They're…weird. Like a color I've never seen before in someone's eyes. It's like a really light grayish color, but clouded. It's like her pupil is missing and in the same way it freaks me out, it's rather amazing to see. But she turns away quickly, scanning yet another part of the library but not moving from her seat.

Wanting to get a closer look, I grab the book and my belongings and get up slowly before making my way to her table. She turns to me but doesn't look up. "Rachel?" She says as she reaches her hand out but I immediately jerk away before she could touch me. That's when she looks up and I once again see her eyes. I remain quiet as I study them hard. I've never seen eyes so…unique, ghost like even. Where the hell did she get those? "Are you wearing contacts?" I ask as I cross my arms over the book. No one's eyes look this way naturally.

"…Uh um, no. I'm sorry who are you?" She says still staring at me with those clouded eyes.

"I'm a girl that's trying to read, but can't because someone keeps yelling next to me." I say in a sarcastic tone as I lift a brow.

"Who….Oh…Oh! I'm so sorry. I'm just trying to find my friend Rachel. She got up a while ago and said she'd be back, but it feels like it's been longer than what I expected her to be. I'm so sorry for disturbing you." She says as she furrows her brows and puts her hand over her heart. Her eyes seem to lose focus on my face every so often as she spoke, but I still can't believe those belong to her.

"Your eyes." I say.

"I'm sorry?" She says tilting her head.

"I've never seen eyes like that before. You're bluffing when you say those aren't contacts." I say to her shaking my head.

She reaches up to put some brown curly locks behind her ear as she smiles and her eyes mixed with that smile makes my heart flutter in a way that is so foreign to me, I almost didn't recognize the feeling.

"No, they are real. Though I'm not sure what they look like these days. Most people say they are an unpleasant thing to stare it. I'm glad you beg to differ." She says still keeping her perfect smile. "My name is Victoria. I just moved here in town not too long ago. May I ask your name?"

"Jade." I spit. And hold on… "-wait what? What do you mean you don't know what they look like these days? Look in a fucking mirror." I say taking a seat right in front of her as she cringes, I'm guessing at my use of language. She slowly moves her head to where I now sit but she looks passed my eyes.

"I lost 92% of my vision when I was a child. I and my sister were playing around in the laundry room and…long story short, I got liquid bleach thrown into both my eyes." She says as she points to her eyes and side smiles.

Holy shit she's blind! Now I kind of feel like a douche-bag. "Oh….I…I uh, I'm sorry for your loss…?" I say unsure of how to apologize for vision loss or how to apologize at all for that matter.

Her smile just grows and she lets out a chuckle. "No one died. It's okay. It happened so long ago and I just learned to live with it."

I just nod and look away. There's an awkward silence between us for a moment and just as I'm about to dismiss myself she speaks up. "Are you tense? You seem tense? Are you okay?" She says as I turn to look back at her and scrunch up my face.

"Not that I'm agreeing that I am, but how would you know that? You can't even see me or can you?" I tilt my head at her. What if she's just lying and laughing at me on the inside for being so gullible to believe her I'm blind story when she's probably just wearing contacts. She probably does this to a lot of people and she's videotaping me to put on some prank website that I'll be the fool of tomorrow morning.

"Over the years I've somewhat gained the ability to sense people's emotions around me. We give off different types of energy. You don't have to see someone's face to tell how they're feeling once they walk into a room. Did you know that?"

Almost buying her story, I squint my eyes and lean onto the table for a closer look. "So you can't see at all? Everything's just…pitch black?"

She shakes her head. "Oh no! Everything isn't black, just very blurry. I can make out certain colors and your outline a bit. I can see when you move and I can see where I believe your face is, but not much more than that."

I suck on my teeth a bit as I lift my chin. "Then why don't you just go get some really strong glasses or something?"

She chuckles again at this, but I don't find being blind to be funny at all. How is she smiling about it? "It's not that the focus in my eyes are bad, they are permanently damaged by chemicals. No glasses or contacts can correct my vision."

"Then why are you all smiley about it if you can't see shit?"

She furrowed her brows at my comment and I really didn't mean to come off harsh towards her. "Because I'm still alive and I can do tons of other things. I don't cry about the things that I can't do. I smile about the things that I can. I'd never be happy otherwise."

I side smile at this. It's not often that I come across people who actually care for the things they have. This world is full of selfish granted takers, even I have fallen victim to this. The fact that a blind girl can sit here and smile, well I find that to be a pretty attractive trait, well besides her gorgeous eyes, beautiful smile and flawless skin. The woman is almost breath taking. Gay? Yeah so what? I've been into chicks pretty much my whole life, but I usually go for the ones that prefer less smiles, and darker clothing as I. Those are the only type of girls I've dated rather, but this Victoria chick may have something. Yeah she's a bit different than what I'm used to, but those eyes man. I find myself wanting to know more about her.

I sit back a bit in my chair. "So you just moved here? Where from?"

"Nashville. My dad does a lot of traveling for his job. This is our 5th move in the past 7 years! He's saying this may be our last though. He may be getting a promotion here and then no more moving! It's really hard for me to adjust if you understand. So where are you from?" She says leaning on the table and looking into my eyes. It makes me shiver. Her eyes are just…I'm not going to get over them anytime soon.

"I…..I uh…huh?"

She giggles. "I said where are you from? Why are you so nervous all of a sudden?"

"Whattt? I'm not nervous." I say waving her off. "I'm from here. Born and raise-"

"Jade, your computer is ready." The librarian says as she appears to my side. She reaches out for her book. "You can have this once it gets on the shelf." She smiles before taking off with it. I think she knew deep down that I was going to take it because I seriously was.

I sigh as I reach down for my bag. "I have to go type a report for school. I guess I'll see you around or something." I say as I stand to my feet.

"Oh…okay, of course, but before you go, can I ask a favor of you?" She says looking up but passed my face. For her benefit I move over a bit to where she's staring. "Yeah I guess, what?"

"My friend, Rachel, she brought me here and said she was going to find a book but I can't seem to find her. If you see a girl, I'm sure she's in a red shirt, she has dark brown hair, please tell her I'm worried and waiting."

I just nod and then realize she probably can't see my actions. "Alrig-"

"Ooh Tori! I'm so sorry I took so long! The librarian in the back is like 100 years old and took forever to find this, but here I got it!" A girl that I'm guessing is Rachel says. By the way her shirt is hot pink.

I watch as Victoria takes the book from her that Rachel put into her hands. "Oh my God, you really did find it! Thank you so much Rachel!" She says turning her way.

Then I watch what nearly broke me and wanted to make me smack a bitch at the same time. They kissed. It was quick and forward, but it happened. "God dammit." I say aloud as I fix my bag on my shoulder and stomp away. I don't even want to be here anymore. That just fucked up my night because not only did I find a girl I thought was interesting, she's clearly into chicks as well, that answered my unasked question, but still she's taken. I mean I can't blame her. Those eyes would have anybody kissing her feet. Shit.

Even though pissed, I make my way to my computer and type the stupid report before heading home. It's just been a long day and I'm happy it's over and done.

During the next few days my last trip to the library has been heavy on my mind. I just keep seeing those….those amazing eyes over and over. It's something about them, something about her that I can't let go of. I mean this has happened before, me seeing an attractive woman and her already being taken. I usually get over it rather quickly and move on. It's a normal thing. But something about her makes me latched. The more the days go by I find myself wanting, needing to see her again, even if it's just for a second. I just can't ignore it.

Following my instincts, after school I made my way down to the local library hoping to find her there. Arriving, much to my disappointment, she was not at the table where I first saw her.

"The book still isn't out yet Jade. You still have a few more days to go."

I roll my eyes at the librarian. "I don't want your book. I just came to look for a blind girl." I say sarcastically before I scanned the library not seeing a trace of her. Sighing I fix my bag on my shoulder and turn to leave.

"Are you speaking of Ms. Victoria Vega?"

I pause my steps before turning back around. "Uh…yeah? You know who she is?" I say walking closer to her desk.

"Oh yes, such a sweet young lady. She comes in almost every day for the past couple of weeks. She really loves our section of the library for the blind. She came in not too long ago. I'm sure you'll find her in the back."

My heart lights up at this. "Yeah? Thanks." With that I start to head to the back where the "section for blind" is. I didn't even know there was a section like that here.

Soon I come to a huge sign that reads "Books for the Blind" that I'm sure any blind person would find useless.

The first corner I turn I spot her sitting Indian style on a beanbag chair in a lounge part of the section. Her hair is pulled back into a bun letting the full structure of her face show and damn if it's not beautiful. In her lap sits a book that I can see she's staring down at and feeling with her hand before letting out a quiet chuckle.

"Something funny?" I say as I cross my arms and lean against the nearest bookshelf.

She immediately looks up, her eyes making my heart jump for the second time. I almost find myself lost in them.

"I'm sorry, is someone speaking to me?" She asks looking to where she heard me speak but not quiet at me. I must be too far for her to make an outline of.

"Well I don't see anyone else around." She then turns more to where I'm standing, her furrowed confused look turning into a warm smile. "Jade?"

A smile creeps on my lips. She remembers my voice. I must have done something right the last time we spoke.

"You said it right."

"How are you? Please come join me." She says reaching for what I'm sure is the beanbag chair next to her. She misses a few times then finally finding it and getting a good grip before pulling it next to her.

Side smiling, I walk over to the empty seat and flop down after dropping my bag beside me.

"What brings you all the way back here?"

You! I want to scream but bite my tongue. "Just you know….looking for books."

"Back here?" She says turning to me.

"Um…so how do you read books like that anyways?" I say noticeably changing the subject hoping that she doesn't make a comment.

She scrunches her brows before she clears her face and looks down at the book still sitting open in her lap. "It's not hard. I learned in school after the incident when I was a child. All you have to do is remember what words and letters feel like. They all have unique shapes. Just like letters and words in regular books."

I look down as I lift a brow. "It looks hard."

"No, here let me show you." She says as she grabs onto my hand and runs it over what I guess is the first few words of the book.

"Jacky sighs, maybe some things aren't just meant to be." She reads to me as she runs my fingers over each word. "You learn to remember the feelings of the words." Victoria looks over to me and smiles and her eyes are going to make me cry. They are truly amazing! Ahh!

I can help myself, I flip my hand upwards so that her hand is in mine and it's just so soft. I make sure to remember this touch because I know it's not going to last, but to my surprise she slips her fingers into the spaces of mine. "Your hand is so cold. Why is that?" She asks as she looks down at our intertwined hands.

Ignoring her question yet again I sit back. "How much would your girlfriend like to see you holding another chicks' hand?" I ask lifting a brow. Maybe she's one of those cheating types. She can't see so she uses it to cheat with other woman. …Okay so maybe that didn't make much sense, but she may have some tricks up her sleeve. She may be beautiful, and quiet interesting to me, but I don't deal with hoes or liars.

She looks over to me with furrowed brows. "My...my girlfriend? Who is my girlfriend?"

"Oh don't play that shit with me."

She keeps staring at me with what seems to be pure and genuine confusion on her face so I decide to help her out. "That Rachel girl that you kissed last time I saw you."

She holds her confused expression for a few more moments before her face instantly clears and turns into an amused one. "Oh! Rachel! She is not my girlfriend! She just has this huge crush on me and she asked me that if she took the time to take me to the library and find this certain book that I really wanted, if she could kiss me. It was a harmless peck on the lips." She laughs.

I lift a brow. "So you are into chicks." I say in a matter-of-fact tone.

She looks at me from the top of her eyes. "So you already assumed this so?"

"Umm no! I mean…I thought about it maybe once…or twice." I say scratching the back of my head with my free hand.

"Well you assumed right. I'm guessing you do as well?"

I just nod before remembering that she can't see those actions. "Yeah."

"That's really nice." She smiles. She then uses her free hand to run her fingers through my hair. Usually a move like this wouldn't be a smart one, but anyone as beautiful as she has no rules or limitations. She can touch me all she wants.

"Soft, and curly." She whispers to herself before running her fingers all the way to the end. "Long, silky." She then holds onto the end as she brings it so close to her face I thought for a second she was going to taste it. "Is this black or a dark brown?" She asks as she looks hard into the end of my hair.

"It's black."

She smiles. "Beautiful. You have really beautiful hair Jade."

I blush at this and am actually grateful that she can't see me do it.

"I would really love to know what you look like. I tell what things are by feeling them. I know you could just tell me, but it isn't the same. Do you mind if I do?" She lifts a brow and then I realize she maybe wants to touch all on my face and I do second guess it for a split second until I look into those eyes and nothing can stop her then.

"I don't mind, go ahead." I say sitting back. She then let go of my hand as she gets in front of me on her knees.

She starts with my shoulders. Each of her hands on each of my shoulders before running slowly down my arms and down to my hands. She brings my hand close to her face as well. "Is that black polish too?"

"Yes." I say mesmerized by her touch. She then smiles before placing her hands on the tops of my thighs and running her hands slowly down my legs. She scoots back a bit so she can run her hands all the way down to my shoe. "Boots?" She says running her fingers over the outline.

"Mhmm."

She then proceeds back up my legs and up to my waist where she puts her face close to my chest. "Dark clothing too? Are you goth?"

"Is goth not to your liking?" I lift a brow and almost hold my breath. I'd hate to come close to talking to this girl and she doesn't like my style. That'll be so fucked up.

"I love it."

I smile to myself with a sense of pride. Yeah you do.

She then takes her hands and run them up my sides and then over my breast where she stops and gives a light squeeze. I swear if she'd taken the time to run her hands over my crouch, she'd find it soaked. She's totally feeling me up right now. I don't know how much I believe her "I need to feel you" story. It's an excuse. She's good. She's real good. Smooth.

"Wow….these are…"

"Big, yeah. 32D." I say with confidence as I watch her expression turn into a smirk as she keeps her eyes wide open to them. "You like that don't you?" I say with a cocky smile.

"Maybe I do…maybe I don't." She smiles before looking up into my eyes. God help me.

She slowly brings her hands to my face as she throws her leg over my stretched out ones so that she straddles me. She opens her eyes wide as she leans in so close to my face I'm seriously thinking she coming for a kiss.

"Your eyes….are those…blue?"

I just nod into her hands. "Victoria your eyes are the most beautiful thing I've ever seen in my entire existence."

I watch as her face turns a light shade of red. "…You can call me Tori."

"Alright Tori." I whisper to her. "What would you do if I were to kiss you right now?"

She looks down and smiles. "Would there be something that I could do?"

"You could push away." I say reaching my hands up to run through her hair. She then tilts her head, those cloudy eyes staring straight through me.

"Well that wouldn't be polite of me now would it?"

Finding myself lost of all patience I lean the last inch forward crashing our lips together. Fuck yes, score 100. I think to myself as her hands on my face tighten. I feel the softness of her tongue running over my bottom lip and I instantly grant her entrance. Her kisses are so soft and filled with want. My underwear is soaked beyond belief as I grip her hair and push her more into me.

"…Jade…" She says between kisses as my hands leave her hair and start to move down her body. I move my hand slightly down her thigh before sliding it to the front of her flimsy skirt. I can feel the heat radiating from her center and know that she wants me just as much as I want her.

"….Jade, what are you…doing?"

I slowly slide my hand under her skirt and immediately cup her center in my hand. She gasps out as she pulls away from my lips to rest her head on my shoulder as I use the bud of my hand to rub over her softly.

"Oh my god." She whispers before sitting up. "Jade we can't do this here. Someone may….ahhh….someone may see us." She says in a very worried tone.

Not faulting in my actions below I quickly scan the area we are sitting in. There's not a soul in sight. The library only had a few people on computers when I walked in the door earlier. And so what if we get caught? Who fucking cares?

"And?" I say as I start to rub her harder. She closes her eyes as she slowly throws her head back.

"…Ohh my goddd, yesss." She moans out almost making me cum on sight. I take the opportunity to lean out and suck on her neck making her let out another gasp.

"…Jade, Pleaseee, we can't…not here." She whines, but even though she's telling me this she starts to grind down on my hand. It looks to me someone is enjoying this.

"Then tell me to stop." I whisper to her as I bring my hand up and then back down, but this time into the soaked fabric to touch her directly. She lets out a loud squeal before bringing her head back down to bury it in my shoulder. Finding her clit, I start to roughly rub my fingers over it making her bite my shoulder. "Arrrrrrrrrhhhhhhh yesssssssss!" She screams with her sounds being muffled as I feel teeth dig into my skin.

I look over between a bookshelf to see what looked to be the librarian with a rather confused look on her face as she scanned around where she was standing and I knew she was about to follow the weird sounds. All she has to do is turn a corner.

"….Tori baby, you have to cum for me. Can you come for me?" I whisper slowly in her ear in my most seductive voice as I quicken my actions on her clit.

She bites into my shoulder harder as she starts to grind faster. "Mhmmm…" She moans out as I look back over to the book shelf to see the top of the librarian's head heading down in the direction to turn the corner. Not that I care to get caught, hell no, I find that to turn me on greatly, but by the anxiety I heard in Tori's voice about getting caught, I don't think she'd be too happy with me once it's all over.

"Cum baby, cum for me." I whisper into her ear once more as she grinds hard and I rub fast, and then all of a sudden her body goes ridgid as she lets out an indescribable sound. In a split second I remove my hand and throw her off of me into the beanbag chair beside us just as the librarian turns the corner. "Is everything okay back here?"

Turning to Tori who is now curled into a ball as she breaths heavily, I nod. "She um…she fell to sleep while reading and has been making some weird sounds. I think she's having a bad dream or something." I say nonchalantly as I pick up a book beside me and feel on it like I can actually read it.

Not looking at the librarian's face I could tell she is probably looking over at Tori and me with suspiciousness, but she says nothing else and disappears as quickly as she showed up.

I then turn over to Tori who is still in a breathing fit. "Victoria?"

She turns over to me with an angry expression before her face clears. "Would you like to come to my place? You know for dinner? My mom makes the best Spaghetti."

Smiling knowing she wants me over for more than just the world's best pasta, I happily agree. Oh tonight it's going down.

How'd you guys like that? There will be one more chapter. Comment and stuff.

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