Prompt: Trina always notices the looks everyone gives her as she walks down the hallways. She knows she's hated. And more than with just a passion. Although the people will never act upon it, the hatred starts to get to her.
I guess this is that one fic that every author posts in honor of bullying, although I really like the idea. Now I originally wanted this to be a fic about Jade, but then I thought about it...I cant make that shit work anyways, so Trina's name was next in line. It seems to really fit the lyrics for her. So here it is.
Disclaimer: As much as I love Victorious, the lovely show IS not MINE, nor the charectars. Although the prompt is. Songs: Selena Gomez Head First, i figured thatd be a good songnto start it with, it kindof matches Trina's facade. The Neighbourhood Afraid.
"Im falling head first! Over you! Falling head first, over you!" The Selena Gomez original blasted from the dark purple pear phone. Time to start another act Trina. Time to make them beileve.. as much as they say im the worst actress, they honestly have no idea.
I shift around in my bed for a while, the covers roughly rubbing against my skin, the mattress groaning in protest. I groan as the song continues on. "Floating on cloud nine, just like a balloon. Im falling for you." I reach over to my bedside table, and dismiss the alarm, while checking the time. 4:45 It may seem a little early considering the school is less than fifteen minutes away, and first period doesn't start until 7:30, but it takes a little over two hours for me to 'get into character'. I climb out of my bed, immediately heading for my closet. It's Monday, so I have pretend even harder today, or they'll start to notice. It doesn't matter though, they still won't care...they never will. You will forever be...hated. Sad..,but true. I decide to go with dark high waisted jeans, and a peachy sheer shirt, along with peachy wedges. I lay out the clothing on my bed, thankfully I always pre iron everything, Sunday mornings.
I walk to my dresser, and bend to pull out my underwear, making sure its the tighter kind, and a white pushup bra, along with a white camisole. I lean back up, and choose, my braceltes, and earings for the day. Once I have all of my clothing and accesories set, I head to my bathroom, grabbing a thick, plush towel on the way.
After a steamy, hot shower, I start on my hair going with a simple flat ironing, and sticking a few curls in here and there. I do my regular make up foundation, and all. I lotion my skin, leaving it smooth, and silky to the touch. Boys like that right? Does it matter? I slid into my clothing, carefully massaging my feet, and lotioning them well. I carefully place a massaging gel pad into the shoes, and slid my feet into them. I take a good look in my full body mirror. Welp, I look like the Trina everyone knows... And that's all that matters.
My phone starts another alarm reading, "Go annoy Tori". I take the few steps down the hallway to Tori's room. The usual? That's all we know right? "Tori!?" I yell banging on the door with my fist. "Im leaving in an hour, with or without you!" I walk down the stairs, not waiting for her to reply. Not surprised that by the time I get down there, I hear absolutely nothing... no one. Did you forget? How could I? There's only two now.. And i'm barely here..
"Get used to it Trina..." And there she is... Carmen. I don't turn around, where I know she is. "You don't have to look at me to hear me.." I hear her feet padding around. "What's today? Moday? Mh. What a shame." I sigh deeply, she's only in my imagination."