DISCLAIMER
I do not own anything relating to Victorious the only thing I own is the plot. Please review and offer any and all ideas, critics, and feel free to pm me a challenge. I actually do like the couple of Beck and Tori so please don't flame the couple, the story I don't mind but don't give a negative feedback just because you don't like the story.
And for everyone's knowledge, in this story Jade IS his girlfriend since the beginning of the story. And in this story is a closet poet. And instead of an actor Beck is a pianist.
Tori's PoV
Arriving in New York City simply leaves me awestruck. I can barely believe that I'm even here. As silly as it may seem, New York City is the place I always wished to be, even after I was brought to Hollywood for my high school years. Being here I just can't wait to start performing. I wish I could. But I have to go to my new apartment first. I stare out the yellow taxi's tinted windows and my face is flushed with excitement, even I know. The driver is looking at me from his rear view window and he chuckles."New to the big city I see." I smiled even brighter. "Yup, and heading off to my first apartment too. I'm so excited." The driver laughed again and I turned my attention back to the concrete jungle flying by my window. This is going to be the start of the rest of my life. I can feel it.
Beck's PoV
Why can't I get this? I've been here for weeks and I can't even write a half decent composition. Nothing is coming out right. Nothing.
"Hey, babe, let's go out." Jade said lifting my arm and putting it on her shoulder. I don't look at her. "I can't Jade; I really have to compose something… anything. I haven't had anything in weeks. And I'm supposed to have a new melody to play at the benefit in two weeks. I don't have much more times." Jade rolled her eyes at me. "We are going to dinner, you're paying and you're not coming back this piano until I leave."
"You're leaving in the morning!"
"Exactly. Now get your jacket." She says as she walks to the closet to get her own coat, knowing he would follow. I took a moment, looking at my piano. Maybe I could just give her the money and continue working.
"BECK!"
No, that's wasn't going to happen. I get up from my bench. Leaving my piano alone for the first time since five a.m., and walked over to my girlfriend. She held out my jacket and helped me put it on. I rested my arm across her shoulders as we walked out my apartment, only turning around to lock the door, and went out to Jade's favorite restaurant, she refused to go to my favorite. Something about her getting to choose because she's the girl. I just shrugged. "I'll let you win." She scoffed at me. "let me. Sure, whatever you tell yourself, Beckett."
