'Enchanted' – Taylor Swift

"This way Ms. Vega" a doorman in a black suit and top hat pulled open the thick glass door, Tori smiled at him and stepped into the hotel, the main lobby was peppered with women, wearing ball gowns and heels higher than their IQ, draped around men in tuxedos. She made her way to the ballroom; a large hall with more mirrors than she could count and windows so big the wall was barely visible. Laughter filled the air, flirtatious and light hearted.

One end of the room was dominated by a stage dark wood with a polished finish, framed by heavy gold curtains, at the back a huge Christmas tree, adorned with red and gold decorations, glowed.

As the evening went on Tori's glass of apple juice seemed to get heavier and her smiles dimmer. Her agent took her by the arm and pulled her to backstage through a well concealed door. "Your cue is in ten minutes, the communal dressing room is just through there" he pointed to another, white and embellished with the words 'Dressing Room' in gold, with that her patted her shoulder and went back to the party.

Tori went into the dressing room where she was met with a scent she could only describe as beauty and Chanel No 5. She took a seat in front of a typical vanity mirror, the kind that is framed with bright lights and brushed her hair, a few metres away her fellow guests applauded as another singer finished her rendition of 'Santa Baby'. Tori had always found the song itself quite disturbing; she couldn't picture anyone waiting under the mistletoe for an overweight man with a big white beard.

Tori finished with her eyeliner top-up as a man in his thirties pushed he door open, he peered at his clipboard before announcing, "Tori Vegas?" Tori looked over and smiled, "It's Vega."

He looked puzzled but smiled anyway, "I apologise Miss Vega, you're on in 30 seconds" she nodded and stood to follow him, he led her to a small staircase behind a curtain and handed her a mic.

Tori stepped out onto the stage, in her comfort zone for the first time that night. The pinao started and she lifted the microphone to her mouth.

"Sleigh bells ring, are you listening,

In the lane, snow is glistening

A beautiful sight,

We're happy tonight.

Walking in a winter wonderland…"

Tori stepped off of the stage and re-joined the other party guests, a guy with dark hair to the base of neck sat in the seat next to hers at the otherwise empty table. He was about her age and sipped away a pint of beer, looking around the room with an unimpressed smirk. She met his gaze with an equally unenthusiastic grin.

Tori sat herself down in the seat next to him and fingered the little sign that told her where to sit. She laughed to herself about how when she was on the stage all eyes were on her and everyone applauded, but now her song is over she had had no more than a second glance and became just another name on a table.

The guy with the hair watched her carefully before speaking, "Victoria?" Tori turned to him with wide eyes, "What?" she whispered, barely audible above all the noise of the room.

"Tori, short for Victoria, correct?" she nodded and he smiled, "I've been trying to work that out all evening, I'm Beck" he put out a hand to her, which she shook.

Tori said nothing so Beck continued, "Victoria is a very elegant name, why do you shorten it?" Tori considered his question, no one had ever asked her why she shortened it before.

"I guess it's because Tori is less formal, less of a mouthful." Beck smiled again, putting his glass down he said, "Well, I'm going to call you Victoria"

Tori sat in the cab driving back to her apartment, a blush rose to her cheeks as she thought about how she had spent the past few hours; how talking to Beck was like they were the only people in the whole world, their conversation like passing notes in secret compared to the surrounding noise.

She turned the handle of her apartment door and flashed back to when he shook her hand, his skin was so soft and gentle, like he wasn't really there. It wasn't a normal handshake; it made her skin tingle, sent shivers down her spine. Now her hand felt sacred, like nothing could ever make it feel that special again.

Tori's phone vibrated on her bedside table, the screen lit up her bedroom with the words '1 New Message: Beck'. She unlocked it and opened the message expectantly, no one had ever gotten back to her so soon, the party only ended one hour ago. "I was enchanted to meet you." It read. Tori laid back down in her bed, as her mind replayed tonight's events for what felt like the 100th time. She wondered is he had someone at home waiting for him, if he loved someone. She sat up and then started to pace the floor. "What if he does love someone else?" she said aloud, "What if this is where the story ends? One sparkling night and it's all over" she glanced at her clock, 2AM. She wanted to call him, tell him that she left too soon and she too, was enchanted to meet him.

So that's the first one! I love this song, if you guys have any ideas for songs you'd like me to write about then post a review and tell me! I don't own Enchanted by Taylor Swift or Victorious.