A/N: I don't own the awesomeness of Cat, Tori, Robbie or any other Victorious characters. And "Tug" never came in Prom Wrecker.
Hey there. I'm Robbie Shapiro. I go to Hollywood Arts, along with the rest of the crowd around me here at "Prome". Everyone was happily partying it up just a moment ago, but Tori stepped up to sing "Best Friend's Brother" since Jade cancelled the band. Man, that woman is such a gank.
Anyway, Tori is killing it, which is similar to what I feel. Dead. I've been floating around for a couple of hours, dancing a little bit, just keeping my mind occupied for a while. What did I do anyway? She could of just said no. That would have hurt, but I wouldn't be here at least seeing her enjoy herself alone.
Caterina Valentine. She's on Tori's right, singing the high note of "BFB". Most people think she's dumb, ditzy, weird, immature. I think she's gorgeous, funny and cute beyond words at the same time. And I somehow fell for her. HARD.
"Yeah! Yeah! A punk rock drummer, and he's 6 foot 3…" Tori, Andre and Cat sang, as it started to rain harder.
I kept singing along, hiding the fact that I feel like yelling at Cat for completely breaking my heart for about a week. But I can't yell at Cat. She's too innocent, cute and too…Cat to yell at her.
Finally the song ended and I practically ran to my car. There aren't many nights like tonight in California, since we're in a drought and all.
"I don't want to, but I want to… cause I just can't get him out of my mind…" ran through my head.
Girls have never been my thing. The first girl I liked threw her crayons at me when I was in the 4th grade, the year before my parents transferred me to a performing arts school, kinda a feeder for Hollywood Arts. I've always been the weird one, the glasses kid, the metal mouth, the kid with glasses again. I've had one or two girlfriends, but nobody lasted very long.
Cat has always been the cute, popular one. I met her in the sixth grade, and she basically owned every guy in the school, short of me. I just kept to myself mostly, and she and her massive gang of friends avoided "the kid with glasses".
But about a year ago I started paying more attention to the scene at Hollywood Arts, being a innocent freshman. The gigantic group of friends that had hung around Cat had diminished to Beck, Andre and Jade, who Beck had started dating the summer before. I had only met Jade once, and that encounter ended with me having my lunch all over me. Not much has changed really.
Cat was still the same girl from sixth grade, and that had turned into a disadvantage now at Hollywood Arts. Students thought she was ADD or worse, and teachers thought she wasn't taking acting seriously. With her circle of friends drastically reduced, I slowly gained her trust, and we got closer. Then Tori came and took the school over with the mad singing talent. Then as everyone else started advancing in acting, I started going in a different direction, but kept on the acting path too.
Hollywood Arts started an after school writers class a few years ago. Most people don't know about it since there is such a big rush to get away from school after 2:30. There's about 10 kids in there not counting me and the sponsor, Ms. Clarke says I have the most potential of anyone there.
Home at last. I walk to my room, seeing Rex. I pick him up.
"So, how'd it go?" He asked.
"Bad, Cat was alone." I explained.
"Told you that—" He started as I flung him off my hand and into the corner.
I flopped onto my bed. I usually don't make predictions, but this will probably be a sleepless night.