Disclaimer: I don't own Victorious
"Tori," Andre caught up to her, "Still feeling bad?"
She groaned.
"It's been a hell of a day EMPHASIS on hell," she said, "I get up late, my car won't start, I have a sinus infection, I'm already hurting as it is, I fall and twist my ankle, I end up having to catch a ride with Trina which means I have to listen to her GODAWFUL singing and that's within the first hour of my day"
"Yeah that sounds like the beginning of a bad day," he said
"Then I dropped my homework into a puddle. The routine took 25 freaken minutes plus I had to do my homework all over again. I failed my method acting quiz. Oh and on top of that I have a huge zit"
"It's not that big," Andre said putting a hand on her shoulder.
"And there are things I don't understand so I am so going to be rejected"
"Not on my watch you aren't," Andre said, "Look you had a crappy day. That's all. You're going to be fine. I'll see to that"
At his gentle touch she felt better.
"You know," Tori said, "You're my… I don't know what you are but you're mine"
He smiled
"I like the sound of that," he said