Higher

A Victorious FanFiction

Inspired By:

Vienna (Billy Joel Cover)-Ariana Grande

All About Your Heart-Mindy Gledhill

After The Storm-Mumfords & Sons

(I recommend listening to After The Storm on repeat.)

Cat stared at her reflection, unsure if she should really say anything at all. What ever seemed to slip from her lips now sounded forced. At least, that's what it seemed to her. Nobody would suspect that sweet, innocent Cat Valentine had any troubles in the world. Of course, reality was much crueler. She seemed alone most of the time. Mostly everyone would ignore her remarks so she gradually began to become more silent. It wasn't worth keeping up this charade anymore. However, nobody seemed to notice her off behavior. It just showed what great friends she had. She closed her eyes, letting a smile slip on her lips. She shook her head, getting up from her uncomfortable position in the bathroom stall. She closed her mirror before walking out into the rowdy atmosphere of Hollywood Arts.

She pounced her way through the crowd of students, noticing that Tori was bouncing up and down excitedly as she talked with Andre. She smiled at Tori brightly, as she began speaking. "Hey Cat, Guess what!"

"What?" She asked, curious by her excited demeanor.

"I got the lead in Sikowitz new play!" She threw her hands in the air, holding a thick script in her hand.

"What is the play about?"

"A girl who is rejected by everyone in her life. She meets this guy (aka Beck) and her life brightens up. She starts a career in singing, making it all the way to fandom. Though, its pretty sad because she dies in the end." Tori replied.

"Oh," She stated weirdly. It was a bit depressing for Tori, but it fitted her perfectly. "That sounds like one time when my brother brought me a giant canned turkey, but it wasn't turkey…"

"Then what was it?" Andre asked, knowing he was afraid of the answer.

"Baked beans!" She said happily. She hated acting like this, but it seemed to be the only thing keeping her going.

"Alright," They both nodded, losing interest already.

Cat didn't comment on it, but waved a goodbye. She continued walking out towards lunch. She shut her eyes, blocking out everyone in her sight. Her smile slipped from her face. She felt sick to her stomach. The loud chatter echoed through her ears as she forced out a smile once more.

A familiar boy met her vision when she opened her eyes. She furrowed her eyebrows, not sure if it would be alright for her to talk to him. Robbie smiled slightly at Cat, glancing down quickly once they met each other's eyes. She walked towards him, deciding that it would be okay. She pounced awkwardly towards him, basically breathing happiness.

"Hey Robbie," She let a genuine smile reach her lips.

Robbie glanced up at her with a smile, his brown eyes shining. "Hey Cat!"

"What are you doing out here by yourself?" She asked, looking up at him questionly.

His face flushed a deep red, automatically looked the other way. "I was…erm…waiting for you."

"Oh," She furrowed her eyebrows. Why would he wait for her? "Well, as long as we're here together. Would you like to go to lunch with me?"

"Sure!" Robbie's smiled grew wider.

"Where do you want to eat?" She asked.

"How about this amazing place I found by the school?" He suggested.

Cat furrowed her eyebrows a bit, trying to figure out why he even talked to her. She was grateful for his friendship, but it always seemed he wanted more. Cat usually shrugged it off, knowing that any relationship would lead to hell. She nodded at his reply. A smile was brought to his face at the gesture, making him have a new bounce to his step. She followed him uncertainly. She kept on the world famous smile on, listening to him as he rambled on about his newest obsession, WarCraft. She didn't understand most of what he was talking about, though it was interesting.

"It sounds like a fun game," She mused, imagining herself as a small gnome, compared to Robbie's Blood-Elf made her seem a lot smaller than she really was. She giggled at the image.

"It is," He nodded as they made their way towards his old car.

Cat stifled a laugh as she gazed upon Robbie's station wagon. It was the only thing standing between her and utter death. It was the only thing his parents could get him after his convertible was stolen. Cat stood there, uncomfortable with the vehicle. Robbie tried to muster up a smile of reassurance, stepping inside the car.

"I had Beck redo the engine for me, so its running a lot smoother than last time."

"Okay," She stepped inside the old car, taking in the familiar feel of leather seats. The car reeled to life, shuddering as smoke blew from the exhaust pipe. Cat smiled lightly as his hand brushed across the radio. She perked up instantly as the music filled the car. After a few moments her eyes closed peacefully, Robbie was silent also.

And after the storm,

I run and run as the rains come

And I look up, I look up,

On my knees and out of luck,

I look up.

Night has always pushed up day

You must know life to see decay

But I won't rot, I won't rot

Not this mind and not this heart,

I won't rot.

And I took you by the hand

And we stood tall,

And we remembered our own land,

What we lived for.

"What song is this?" She asked quietly, opening her eyes to the busy streets of LA.

"After The Storm by Mumfords & Sons." Robbie replied, surprised she liked this kind of music.

"Its pretty," She stated, her long magenta hair was brushed from her face by the wind.

"Yeah, I really like their music." He scratched the back of his head nervously.

"Is this your CD?" She asked, sitting up from her seat.

"Mhmm." He hummed.

And there will come a time, you'll see, with no more tears.

And love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears.

Get over your hill and see what you find there,

With grace in your heart and flowers in your hair.

Cat blinked at the lyrics, feeling empty. "My dad doesn't like me listening to music. He says it's useless if I have my own voice."

Robbie glanced at her curiously, his eyebrows furrowed. "That's a bit over the top, isn't it?"

"Yeah," She glanced out the window, adverting her gaze from him.

"I've never met your dad before," Robbie remarked. "What's he like?"

What was he like? She couldn't seem to form the words. Her lips shut tightly as soon as she figured she couldn't answer the question. She wanted to open her mouth, to scream out the truth. But...the truth..Robbie couldn't handle that. The truth was far worse than he could imagine. What was she suppose to say? Infecting him with lies would only bring them further apart. She kept silent, struck by the vast amount of memories that filled her mind.

"Your mine," He crooned, stroking her magenta hair lightly. He held onto her tightly with a false grin on her face. "I would have never left if I'd known how beautiful you turned out."

"You are nothing more than a whore. You filthy disgraceful-."

"Cat…?"

"Cat…?" Her father asked lovingly.

Cat shut her eyes tightly, cringing away from Robbie's touch. "I don't want to eat anymore…please, take me home."

"Alright," He grimaced, knowing that saying anything would only cause more harm.

The ride was silent the rest of the way. Once they reached to Cat's pale yellow house, she thanked him quietly before escaping out the car. She began walking out of the car as fast as she could. She was back.

Back to her own personal hell.

To Be Continued.

A/N: I've read a lot of Victorious fanfiction and noticed how there are hardly any good ones. Well, in my point of view at least. Though, the ones I did find are in my favorites. I recommend you read them. ITS AMAZING.

Anywho~ Anyone notice that Rex isn't there? That will be explained later. quq Our little Robbie noticed that he rather be alone in the world than with a false object of his own negativity.

Review if you like pineapples...or perhaps, GOLDFISH. Or just plain fish. Fish is tasty yumminess.

Though ;;A;; our family is a bunch of fish murders.

WHY WON'T THEY LIVE? IS THE TOILET ALWAYS THEIR FATE? CURSE YOU CRUEL WORLD!