Based on American Horror Story:Murder House, but with Victorious characters! I don't own either show!

Jade

"Jade! JADE!"

I heard my dad yelling as the car came to a stop. I took one headphone out of my ear before looking over at my dad who looked annoyed.

"What?!" I asked as I turned off my music and wrapped up.

"Were here." her father said as he turned off the ignition and stepped out of the car.

I looked anxiously out the window to see the house that we were here to look at it. It was huge and beautiful but ancient looking. I wobbled slightly as I closed the car door and landed on the pavement with my black combat boots. The drive to LA California from Arizona had been long and brutal. I walked behind my dad who was greeting a preppy realtor who looked about 40.

"Hello! You must me Mr. West! Am I right?" the realtor said in a chipper voice as she smoothed her gray blonde hair and fixed her pale grey twinset and skirt.

"Yes, you must be Miss Penn. This is my daughter Jade." my dad said politely gesturing to me.

I sighed and glared at Miss Penn who looked at me with a judgmental attitude. Most people did. I always wore dark colors and had dark hair with purple streaks with matching dark makeup. I could't help it. I was attracted to dark things.

"How lovely!" Miss Penn said with fake enthusiasm. "Follow me!" she said marching in her clickity-clackity heels towards the front door.

I rolled my eyes and followed as she rambled on.

"The house was built in 1923 but it's in mint condition!" she said as she opened the door and stepped into the foyer.

I stepped inside and my mouth dropped. It was truly stunning and very open.

"Beautiful Tiffany Windows and two floors with an attic and basement!" Miss Penn chimed on leading my father into the kitchen.

I stayed in the foyer looking up at the mosaic of angels on the celling and started to make my way up the stairs. Everything was old but looked very clean and pretty. I was halfway up the stairs when I heard a girl giggling. I stopped and listened to what sounded like a piano quietly playing and a girl giggling.
"Hello? Who is in here?" I called as I walked down a short hall way and into the living room. I looked at the grand oak piano that was in front of a large window but no one was there. How could that be?

"Is everything alright dear?" Miss Penn asked making me jump. I turned around to see her grinning at me and I nodded.

"This house is great, but why is the cost so low? It's almost too good to be true. Is there something wrong with it?" my father quizzed the realtor as he crossed his arms.

"Why of course not!" Miss Penn replied with a faltering smile. "But I must tell you, one of the previous owners... they well uh, died in this house last year." she said some how remaining a smiling composure.

I raised my eyebrows and couldn't stop the words from coming out of my mouth. "How?" I asked/demanded. I found things like that very interesting, which annoyed my father and had disturbed my mother. But my mom left me with my dad when I was 10. If I had had any sense back then I would've wen't with her.

"It was an accident. Quite tragic really. She was a sweet young girl. Only 17. Her parents couldn't bare living in the same house." Miss Penn stated as she took a blue handkerchief from her pocket and dried a tear. "Thats why the price is so low. It's a steal really! Twice the house for half the price!" she added sounding all happy again.

I looked at my dad who looked unsure so before he could say anything I stepped forward. "We'll take it." I said with a half smile.

Two weeks later we were moving in. I carried a box up the stairs and kicked open the door of my room and set it on my dresser.

"Hey dad?! Have you seen my CD's?" I asked rummaging threw the piles of my boxes. There was no answer so I sighed and jogged down the stairs and back out to the truck. I saw a small box that had 'Jade's room' written in black sharpie on the side. "There you are." I mummer to myself as I lean over to grab it.

I turn around and I'm startled by the boy who is standing a few feet behind me and I drop the little box on the pavement, causing CDs to fall out.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." the boy said with a grin. He was about 18 and had olive skin and warm brown eyes and thick dark hair. He was at least 6'3 and very muscular in a black shirt and dark distressed jeans with black shoes that looked like they had seen better days. And wow. HE was attractive.

It took me a moment to realize I had ben staring at him so I blushed slightly as I got down on my knees to pick up the mess. "It's fine." I said casually. Which was very unlike me, usually I could flip out on a person for sneaking up on me.

"I just wanted to say hi to my new neighbors, I'm Beck Oliver." he said as he started picking up some CDs and putting them in the box. "The Cadillacs, Springsteen, Elvis. You have pretty great taste in music." he complimented with a half smile.

I glanced up at him in surprise. "Yeah, there kinda old but I like them." I say standing up at the same time he does. "I'm Jade West." I say almost forgetting to introduce myself. Beck holds his hand out and I shake it before smiling.

"Well I better take this inside and start unpacking. See you around." I say before heading back towards my house. I've embarrassed myself in front of him enough for the day.

"See yea, Jade." he says.

I think I'll like it here.

So nothing scary yet but just you wait! Review please!