Best Mistake I Ever Made - For Safari Slam Weekend

Disclaimer: I don't own Victorious, Dan and Nickelodeon do.

Beck looked down at his phone, still waiting anxiously for a text from Jade. He still couldn't help but think that she was overreacting.

"Why didn't you call me?" She screamed.
"Babe, I was helping Tori with her homework." He tried defending, before realising he was only digging his grave deeper.
"So you were with Vega?" She spat.
"Doing HOMEWORK!" He reinstated, raising his voice loud enough to cause a few people in the hallway to glance over.
"You were still there. You know I can't stand her." She reprimanded.
"I know you can't!" He yelled back, getting more and more frustrated at how petty she was being. "That's why I didn't invite you."
"You didn't tell me where you were going!" She pointed out.
"I didn't think you'd let me go." He contested.
"Well guess what, Sherlock. You were right!"
"Since when are you my mother?" He fought back.
"I'm done with you!" She concluded, ripping off her necklace and throwing it at the ground, before turning around, clutching her notebook to her chest and storming out of the hallway.
Beck didn't see the tears that streamed down her face as she strode out, seemingly unhurt.

After waiting another twenty minutes, staring at his phone and fiddling with the broken chain he gave Jade; he stood up. He pushed his fringe back, away from his eyes and over his head. His chest still hurt like someone had pushed in a large rock and suddenly pulled it out, but he continued walking. He stopped when he got to the mirror, which wasn't much of a mirror, so much as a collage of photos featuring him and his girlfriend, stuck onto a reflective piece of glass. He pulled off the newest photo first.

It was a small eight-by-ten photo of them sitting on Beck's bed that Jade took when she was playing around with her new camera. Next was a photo the same size where Jade was throwing bread to ducks. Well actually, she was throwing it at them but Beck liked to think it was for them. He kept taking apart the spread of pictures that engulfed his mirror. All of their dates, their experiments with photography and even the photos of them doing performances together.

Then he got to the last one, which was the first one they'd put up. And he could remember the day perfectly.

Beck walked up to his girlfriend's house, wearing the leather jacket that he knew was her favourite. He was still feeling nervous about meeting Jade's parents and shaking a bit, but he lifted his chin up, sucked in a deep breath and pressed the doorbell, trying to muffle the bird in his stomach that kept flapping its wings.

"Hell-oh" The fourteen-year-old greeted as she lifted her head up to greet her Canadian boyfriend. "Hey Beck." She changed, rubbing the back of her knee with her other foot.
"Hey Jade." He greeted, trying to hold his voice from squeaking from nerves.
"I love your jacket." She flirted, flipping her hair back coyly.
"I love your..." He paused for a bit, not sure of what to say. "House."
"Jade, who's at the door?" An older woman called out, presumably her mother.
"Beck's here." She answered.
"Okay. Tell him he can come in." She called back.
"You can come in." She parroted.
"Thank you." He thanked as he walked in, trying to be as not-awkward as he could.
"You must be Beck." Jade's mother greeted. Beck nodded. "Well I'm Jade's mother." She introduced herself. "And this is my husband, Jerry, and this is my other daughter Marci." She continued, pointing to both her husband who was sitting in his office typing stuff into his computer, and a photo of a tall, pale-skinned, scary looking girl.
"Hello." He greeted.
"Can I get you kids anything to eat?" She offered.
"Oh, no thanks." He politely declined.
"Okay, you kids have fun." She finished, tousling Jade's hair as she began walking up the stairs.

"Follow me." She ordered Beck.
"Okay." He agreed, following her up the stairs.
The two young teenagers walked up the white staircase where an over-cleaned white hallway was sitting at the top. Beck looked at all the doors and noticed one that had a purple, wooden M on it, and one had a green, wooden J on it.
"This is my room." She said proudly as she pushed open the door with the J on it.

Beck walked in for the first time and noticed that all over the walls and desks and even the roof were covered in photos.
"You're a photographer?" He guessed.
"I am passionate about it." She answered.
"Do you have any of me?" He asked, slightly curious.
"Not yet." She said, grinning sinisterly. "But that's why I lured you into my trap."
"Trap?" He echoed, cocking one eyebrow.
"Yeah." She chuckled, picking a camera up off her desk. "Now pose." She demanded as she watched him through the view-screen on the camera.

He thought of doing something really ridiculous, but instead he walked over to Jade and looped his arms around her waist. He took the camera from her hands and held it out to the side as he kissed her for the first time.

Beck snapped out of his trance of staring into the photo and placed it on the vanity in front of him. He looked at himself in the mirror and realised he'd bruised his head from banging it on a wall. He moved his fingers up to the lump on his head and touched it, but hissed at the pain.

"Damn it, Jade!" He yelled out, kicking an empty pizza box into the wall, unknowing that Jade was standing just outside the door about to knock.

Jade, assuming that Beck was aware of where she was, let her face fall. She'd finally summed up the courage to apologise to him and he was still angry at her. Just as she was about to turn around and climb off the step going into Beck's RV, she got hit in the face, by the swinging door.
"OW!"
"Jade?" He questioned, looking down onto the dark driveway.
"Down here." She scowled as she lifted her arm up while her other hand was holding the front of her head.
"I am so sorry." He apologised sincerely, trying to not laugh at what he'd done.

He invited her inside and gave her an ice pack.

"You're lucky." She told him as she held the ice pack to her head.
"Lucky how?" He intrigued.
"I was just about to leave." She explained. "But then you 'accidentally' hit me in the head with a door." She continued, putting air-quotes around the word accidentally.
"It was a mistake." He defended.
"I know." She chuckled.
"But it was also the best mistake I ever made." He assured her.
"How so?" She returned.
"Because I got back together with the most amazing girl ever." He answered, leaning over to kiss her. Jade let her eyes drift over to the photo sitting on top of the pile on Beck's vanity. She remembered every detail of that day, including the part where Beck went to the bathroom and she wrote into her diary that she knew she loved him.

So, I am done. And I am so NAWWWWWWWWW'D after this. Even though it's almost 1am. Also, check out the title of this story, which isn't so much a story, as a collection of one-shots. Now, abbreviate it. Feeling mind-blown yet? Or did you already notice that.

Anyway, please review and tell me if you want anymore one-shots. They'll just get uploaded whenever I'm bored/inspired so yeah...REVIEW!

Also, this Marci character that made a brief cameo...Watch out for her ;)

Hope you enjoyed,
Luvv ya,
xxMini