I know the years are a little messed up, but in my little world the Vega's lived in Cancun from when Tori was 1-16 and went to her other school for 2 months before getting let into Hollywood Arts. This is Tori's sophomore Year. (The summer before her Junior Year)

Anyone who can guess what Tori's little secret is, gets the next chapter dedicated to them.

I want two reviews before a go on.

Chapter 1

Tori Vega

I know I am dreaming, but everything just seems so real. I'm on the beach of Cancun, once my paradise, now my very own personal hell. It looks exactly like the last time I seen it, when I was 16. I am alone, the waves crashing on to the shore. I see a shadow behind me, obviously I was wrong and people can do horrible things, like I did, and deserve to be here.

"Fire?" A deep voice says, a familiar voice, a voice that I've heard right before I woke up screaming in the night.

Figures. I thought God would have tortured him in a different dream, instead, doubling the torture for me.

"Don't call me that," I say without turning around.

"Why not," He says. When I don't answer he goes on and opens that mouth of his, "That's your name,"

"No, it isn't" I reply. I refuse to turn around and look into his ocean blue eyes.

"Sure it is," He says, "At least to me your always be Fire,"

"Well then, nice of you to remember me," I say, "because for two years I've been trying to forget you,"

"Why, Fire," He says, a tone of hurt in his beautiful voice, "I know you can't forget me, I know I will never forget a girl like you,"

"Shut up," I tell him, "I will never forgive you,"

"Fire," He says pleadingly, "I'm so, so sorry, I was scared,"

"Yeah well, I was effin' terrified, but did that stop me?" I say, my voice rising.

"No, Fire," He says, "You are my brave fire, burning brighter than the sun,"

"My heart does not belong to you anymore," I say, thinking of my amazing boyfriend.

"You...," He says shocked.

"Yes, Velvet," I say. Well if he's calling me by my hated nickname, I can certainly bring back all the lovely painful memories by saying his, "I've found someone else,"

"You What!" He yells, apparently finding his {very loud} voice.

I stay strong, "I LOVE him," I scream at him, my back still turned.

He turns me around to face him, I catch my breath, my heart starts jumping out of my chest, and my heart is falling apart again, "Who is this son of a bitch?" He shakes me, "When I get a hold of him I'll-"

"You will not touch him," I say calmly.

"I'll do what I want," He says.

"You will not touch the people I love any longer," I say, getting up in his face, "You will not hurt me anymore,"

And he does the least thing I expected him to do, I was expecting him to scream at me until he lost his voice, but no he decides to lean down and kiss me, but I do the stupidest thing I could ever do: I kiss him back.

And I love it. My lips come alive, his tongue in my mouth, I have never felt so alive, that's probably because ever since I've left him and all my friends. I've been dead, on the inside.

"I still love you," He says when he pulls away.

"Well, I don't. I effin' hate you," I leave him rooted on the spot, and walk into the ocean.

I wake up, the kiss still on my lips.

Why am a dreaming about the devil's twin?

I like lying to myself; it helps me forget the truth.

I get up and get dressed in my 'New Start' colourful clothes, most of which are two years old.

I get down stairs and make myself breakfast, it's not the most important meal, it's the stupidest.

My boyfriend, Beck Oliver (Whom I loved very much, thank you) picks me up every morning.

After I'm done eating breakfast I sit down on the couch and wait. A couple minutes later the doorbell rang, "Hey, Tori,"

"Hi, Beck," I walk over to the door. He leans down and kisses me. A couple minutes later, I'm in his truck and we're on our way to Hollywood Arts because apparently people say I can sing, and are so talented and all that.

It's Beck who breaks the silence, "Tori,"

"Huh?" I answer him.

"My family's going out for supper, at this like, really fancy place and my dad wants you to come,"

"What?" I say.

"Family Dinner. Fancy. Restaurant. Pick you up at 6?"

"Okay!" I say, I hope I didn't sound too excited.

The day passes in its usual rush: Psycho teaches, weird homework assignments, jade still trying to make me crash and burn, the usual.

"Tori!" someone yells at me.

I turn around and it's Beck trying to get me attention, "Pick you up at 6?"

I walk to him and say, "I'll be ready," and he leans down and kisses me and for that moment it's like I never knew him, it's like he never stole my heart and refused to give it back, it's like I'm not hiding my whole life from Beck, It's like I can finally forget about him, but the memories always find me again, no matter what I do.

Review and tell me what 'Velvet's' name should really be.

I also need two guy names and one girl name.

What do you think Tori's secret is?

Next couple chapters are going to be really….interesting

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