Name: Never Grow Up

Disclaimer: Not Mine, except Adalyn and Ethan

Summary: Adalyn Grace is the daughter of Jade West and Beck Oliver. Ethan Francis is the son of Erwin Sykowitz and Madalyn Franks. They've been friends forever, but will Hollywood Arts High change that?

Notes: This is set in the future, with flashbacks at the beginning of every chapter. If there is something you would like to see or have explained in a flashback, mentioned it in a review or PM me. Also, in this story Sykowitz would be 56 and the Victorious gang would be 34 or 33, depending on the character.~GhostGirlMD

~Flashback~

Jade West played with her hands as she walked up to her the old RV belonging to her boyfriend, Beck Oliver. They had been dating for over three years now, a break up or two in their past, but they had always managed to fix everything and make it work. They were both eighteen, both seniors at Hollywood Arts High School, and both wanted to make it in Hollywood. They had big dreams and high hopes. And Jade was about to kill all of that.

She reached out her hand, knocking on the cool, metal door, which was the first sign that something was wrong. Jade never knocked on the door. She just went in and sat down wherever Beck was. So, it wasn't suprising that Beck looked extremely confused when he answered the door and saw her standing there.

"Jade? Why didn't you just come in?" he asked, moving so she could walk in and get out of the cold January air.

"We really need to talk," she said, her voice shakey. She was never nervous, she was always strong and straight foward. This was new to both of them.

Beck shut the door and walked over to her, taking her hand and sitting down on his bed. "Babe, what's wrong? Did something happen?"

Jade shook her head no and then nodded yes. "Kind of. I... I went to my check-up today. With my doctor," she said.

"You hate doctor's," Beck said absent mindedly.

Jade nodded again. "Yeah. Beck, he told me something that's... life changing. And I need you to tell me that you're not going to flip out when I tell you what it is."

Beck squeezed Jade's hand, worry coursing through his body. "I promise. Jade, what's going on?"

Jade took in a shakey breath and closed her eyes. "I'm pregnant."
~End Flashback~

"Happy Birthday!" Ethan Sykowitz yelled, hopping out from behind a corner and successfully scaring his best friend, Adalyn Oliver.

Adalyn, in return, dropped her two textbooks and jumped backwards, her hands in the air. "Ethan!" she yelled back.

They were standing in the hallway of their high school, Hollywood Arts. They had both recently been accepted as students; Ethan for acting and Adalyn for singing. It was the first day of the new school year, August 23, and it was also Adalyn's sixteenth birthday.

Laughing, Ethan walked over to her, picking up her two textbooks and holding them for her. "Calm down, chickie. I just wanted you to know I didn't forget," he said, reaching out and patting her shoulder with one of his hands.

Adalyn rolled her eyes and slammed her locker shut. "You've known me for sixteen years, Ethan. I would hope you wouldn't forget."

Adalyn was a perfect mix of both of her parents. In appearance, she resembled Beck more than Jade. She had tan skin and dark, wavy hair with non-natural golden highlights running through it. Her eyes were a dark hazel and you could see her resemblance to Jade when she smiled. She was short, standing only at 5'3" and she was slightly curvy, but not in any way over weight, like her Grandma West liked to say. She was good with cars and listening to people, like her father, but was slightly short tempered and distant, like her mother. She to have intense make-up, a habit formed by watching her mother when she was little.

Ethan looked like his mother more than his father. He acted just like his father, Erwin, but had brownish red hair and light green eyes like his mother, Madalyn. He was tall, standing at 6'0", and muscular. He had been the captain of the football team back at his old high school, but had always known that acting was where he would shine. But, with a crazy drama teacher for a father, there was never any doubt from anyone that he would be into the arts. He was only a month older than Adalyn was, but had always acted younger, ever since they were children.

"Your dad will kill us if we're late to his class," Adalyn said, shifting her bag higher on her shoulder and walking in the general direction of the Drama room.

Ethan followed close behind her, still holding onto her books. "What are you doing later? Are you having a sweet sixteen?" he asked.

"Not tonight. Mom and Aunt Cat are planning one for Saturday. But Dad said that I could invite a friend over for dinner and cupcakes tonight." Adalyn looked at Ethan. "You already know that I'm inviting you, right?"

"I figured," Ethan said, pulling open the door to the classroom and letting Adalyn go in first. His father wasn't there yet, which was normal and would probably never change. Adalyn sat down in the first row, setting her bag on the ground next to her and crossing her legs and arms. Ethan sat down next to her, putting her textbooks under his chair.

Erwin Sykowitz came in a couple of minutes later, looking at the almost empty classroom with confusion.

"This is still a performing arts high school where Drama is a required course, right?" he asked, looking at Ethan and Adalyn more directly than the other students.

"I think so," Adalyn answered, pushing a piece of hair behind her ear.

Sykowitz nodded, sitting down on the floor and crossing his legs underneith him. "I thought so. Adalyn, you remind me of your mother," he said.

Adalyn tilted her head. "What?"

"The way you're sitting and the way you're dressed today. You look like your mother did when she was in my class."

Ethan looked at her, nodding his head. Adalyn did look like Jade, but that was just how she usually looked. She had on black, combat style boots and skinny black jeans with a white tanktop and a half-open purple plaid shirt that had the sleeves rolled up to the elbow.

She shrugged. "I don't mind it," she said.

"Fantastic," Sykowitz said. He clapped his hands and stood up quickly for his age, watching as six other students walked into his class. "Welcome to Drama 1!"

TBC...

Next Chapter: Baby Adalyn and Ethan/Adalyn's Party