A/N: So, here's my first multi-chapter Victorious/Jori story. The title-and story- are based off a song called How To Make A Heart Hollow by Sparks The Rescue. Oh, that bit in the middle in italics is a flashback but I'm sure you'll figure that out. Uh. I'm new here so I don't know how this whole "author's note" thing works but here, have a disclaimer~

Disclaimer: I do not own Victorious, nor will I ever, because Dan Schneider is a greedy bastard and refuses to share.

Chapter 1- TORI

i took a chance to dance with a loaded gun

"Hey. Vega."

I jumped at the sound of Jade's voice directly behind me, as her fingers found their way to my waist, pushing up the fabric of my shirt.

I was standing at my locker, trying to find my Spanish textbook, but I turned around to face Jade, her fingers slipping from my waist to my stomach, pushing their way up my shirt to rest on the direct center of my stomach.

Her eyes met mine with a smile. "Hey, Jade," I said shyly, smiling back.

She pinned me gently up against the lockers behind me with a mischievous glint in her eyes. She glanced around the hall that was almost totally empty of students and then looked back at me, that same glint in her eyes.

I knew what was coming a moment before it happened.

Her lips crashed against mine with a passion that I still had yet to grow used to.

That's not to say that I didn't kiss back with the same passion.

My hands, of their own accord, trailed up her arms lightly, coming to rest on her shoulders. I felt her tremble at my touch, and I smiled behind the kiss. She pulled away and rested her forehead on mine.

My eyes searched hers, looking for a reason behind her sudden passion. Then I remembered.

"Happy six months, babe," I said softly.

She smiled. "Back at you, Vega."

She pulled me from the lockers and closed mine. "Come on, let's get to class." She took my hand as we walked to Sikowitz' class.

Jade and I had been dating for six months, but I was still trying to get used to the nice side of Jade- the side only I got to see.

We walked in silence, and I thought back to the day that the two of us had realized how we felt about each other.

Well. Maybe "realized" isn't the right word.

…..

"Jade, are you actually gonna help me with this project, or are you just gonna sit there and cut up my mom's flowers?" I asked, frustrated.

Jade looked up at me from the floor, where she was sitting, slowly and methodically slicing up a bouquet of yellow flowers. She just gave me a burning glare and went back to cutting.

I stomped my foot, put my hands on my hips, and groaned loudly. "Jade!"

"What, Vega!" She snapped, whipping her head back around to glare daggers at me.

"We have to finish this project before tomorrow!"

"Well then get to work!"

"I meant, you need to help me, Jade!"

We were practically yelling now.

"I don't feel like it."

I didn't reply, just reached down, snatched the flowers out of Jade's hands-("Hey!")- and walked to my back door. I opened it and threw the flowers outside. I slammed the back doors shut.

When I turned back around, Jade was standing, brandishing her scissors menacingly. She was fuming.

"What did you do that for, Vega?" she yelled.

"So that you'll help me with this project, Jade." I walked over to couch and sat down. "Now come on, let's just get this over with, and then you can leave, and not have to deal with 'annoying Tori Vega' anymore."

I picked up my notebook and pencil and waited for Jade to sit down.

She didn't however, and I looked up at her questioningly. She was staring at me, and I couldn't work out the look in her eyes.

"Is that what you think I think of you?"

I was confused. "What?"

"I said," she began exasperatedly. "Is that what you think I think of you?"

"Well, uh, yeah, seeing as how you're not afraid to tell me that I'm annoying, every day."

She opened her mouth to say something, then closed it again. I waited. Knowing Jade, she'd say what she had to say eventually. I was right, because she opened her mouth again in a few moments.

"Well. You're wrong. That's not what I think." Each word seemed to be painful for her to say.

I didn't say anything, just raised one eyebrow.

Jade looked at me expectantly.

I sighed. "Well, what is it that you think of me, Jade?"

She swallowed loudly, suddenly looking nervous. Nervous? Jade was and could be many things, but nervous wasnotone of those things.

I put my notebook down on the couch beside me and stood up. The coffee table separated Jade and I, so I walked around it to the stand in front of Jade, by the end of the couch.

"Jade?" I began.

"What?" she deadpanned, no longer meeting my eyes.

"What's wrong?"

It was quiet for a while as I waited for her to answer. When she didn't answer after a minute or two, I sighed heavily.

"Fine, Jade. Don't tell me." I turned to go sit back on the couch, but she grabbed my wrist- her grip was surprisingly light.

"Wait."

She turned me around, and we stood there just looking at each other for a moment, her hand still holding my wrist.

Why was my heart racing?

I started to turn again, a little weirded out, but her grip on my wrist tightened. She pulled me to her with the kind of force I expected Jade to have, and suddenly, her lips were on mine, and there was fire everywhere.

My body reacted in a way I never would have expected it to. My every nerve was electrified, my fingers tingled. My hands somehow found themselves tangled in Jade's hair, and, my lips, strangely, were kissing her back.

That was when it hit me. The reason why I was always so nervous and antsy around Jade. The reason why my heart pounded when she touched me. It wasn't out of fear of her psychotic tendencies. It was because…IlikedJade. A lot.

"TORI!" Trina screeched from upstairs.

"Shit!" Jade mumbled, breaking the kiss.

Jade and I leaped apart from each other faster than I thought was possible. The back of my legs hit the coffee table, however and I went tumbling backwards onto the floor, arms flailing, an almost inhuman sound coming out of my mouth. I hit the floor with a yelp.

Jade was there, with a sigh, to help me up, and Trina pounded down the stairs, screaming my name.

"Tori! Toriiiiiii!"

Jade pulled me onto my feet, and I winced as I put weight on my right leg, and my hip twinged in pain.

"I wasn't calling you, Jade. Why are you even here, anyway?"

Jade opened her mouth to say what I'm sure would have been cuttingly sarcastic reply, but I cut her off.

"What do you want, Trina?" I said wearily. Dealing with Trina was exhausting.

"Where's my lip gloss?" she demanded from the foot of the stairs. She was standing with her arms crossed and her hips pushed out.

"How am I supposed to know?"

"Because you borrow my lip gloss!"

"Ew, gross, why would I borrow something with your spit on it, Trina? That's disgusting!" I exclaimed.

"Ugh!" she screamed. She stomped back up the stairs, yelling, "Gank!" over her shoulder at me.

I stared after her, open-mouthed, until I heard the jingling of keys. I turned to see Jade walking to my front door.

"Hey! Jade, where are you going?"

She stopped, her hand on the door handle, but she didn't turn around.

"Why do you want me to stay, Tori?" she said, her back still to me.

I wasn't entirely sure how to phrase what I wanted to say, that I liked her, so I just said something else. "Because, Jade. I. Why did you kiss me?"

She finally turned around. "Oh, no specific reason, Vega. I just go around kissing girls all the time. It's fun." Her voice was dripping with sarcasm.

This was more like the Jade I was used to. And it made me angry.

"Why can't you just hold a normal conversation, Jade? One without your bitter, sarcastic remarks? Why can't we just talk about this?" I said angrily.

"Talk aboutwhat?" Jade said, her expression clouding over with anger.

I crossed the distance between the two of us, grabbed her face, pulled it roughly to mine, and kissed her.

I tried to say everything with that kiss. I tried to say everything that my words wouldn't have been able to express.

I think maybe she understood that, because she pulled away after a moment and just looked at me.

"Oh," she said hoarsely. "That."

I nodded shortly, a smile that could be best described as a grimace on my face.

Suddenly, without warning, realization crashed down.

I had kissed Jade West. Twice.

What the hell (pardon my language) was going on right now?

I walked to the couch and flopped down, Jade following after a moment. She made sure to sit apart from me, though.

I closed my eyes and put my head in my hands.

"Wait. Let me make sure…this isn't a dream, right?" I said into my hands.

I felt a sharp pain on my thigh and yelped. "Ow!" I looked up at Jade, who tried to pull off an innocent look, but failed miserably.

"What was that for?" I demanded.

"I'm just helping you figure out whether or not you're dreaming," she said with an evil grin.

I couldn't fight the grin that crept over my face at that.

"Thanks so much," I said sarcastically.

"Anytime, Vega."

…..

"Alright, Tori, Cat, Beck and Jade. You are all in a group for this next project, which I will now explain." Sikowitz' voice cut into my daydream as he said my name, and I snapped back to reality.

I heard Jade groan quietly next to me. I glanced over at her questioningly.

She shook her head at me. 'Beck' she mouthed.

'Oh' I mouthed back. I glanced across the classroom at Beck, who was staring at us with a gaze as subtle as a knife to the back.

I'm sure Beck felt like we had out a knife in his back- it had only been about two weeks after Beck and Jade had broken up that Jade and I got together, and he still wasn't too happy about that. He wasn't completely over Jade, either.

My eyes met Beck's, and he held my gaze for a long time. I had to be the one who looked away, cheeks burning.

I focused my attention back to Sikowitz, who had now gone off on a tangent about the time he lost his pants during a parade.

Thankfully, the bell rang just then, interrupting his story.

"Bye!" he said, grabbing his bag and running from the room.

I stood up, Jade doing the same. I bent over and picked up both of our bags, and handed Jade hers.

"Will you come over later?" I asked. Sikowitz' class was the last class Jade and I had together, so I wouldn't see her until after our last class of the day, when she met me at my locker.

"Of course," she said with a smile.

Her smiles were infectious, especially since they weren't frequent- that is, until she and I were alone. Then she wasn't afraid to hold back.

A smile spread across my face as we left the class hand in hand. We split outside the door, but not before she gave me a kiss- no holding back, like always.

My phone buzzed in my pocket as I walked to class. I pulled it out, expecting a text from Jade.

It was a text from Beck, though.

'Can I talk to you after school today? I'll meet you at your locker.'

Huh. That's odd. Beck had barely spoken to Jade and I after we started dating.

'Sure thing.' I texted back.

A/N: Dun dun dun dunnnnn~ Does Beck have honorable intentions? How did Sikowitz lose his pants at a parade? Why does Robbie always have Rex? Does Tori actually talk like that?

But thanks for reading, and you know. If you wanted to uh. You know. Review or anything. That'd be ok :3