Disclaimer: I do not own Victorious nor the characters.
A/N: This is a new story that I had in mind, and I decided to type it. I haven't forgotten my other stories I'm working on the next chapter for "A Charmed Life". This will be really interesting actually, and probably one of my longest stories, so hang with me. It will be Jori of course, but we will have to wait a few chapters for that. The next chapter will be longer, this is just the prologue. I apologize in advance if I have any grammar mistakes. If you like this don't forget to review.
Prologue: The Girl
(Tori's Pov)
I hate this stupid project, I never liked science don't get me wrong everything is really interesting, but let's be serious, who wants to do a mold project?
I'm glad that I got stuck with Ian his a really smart guy, but I wish he wouldn't look at me every second, I swear his eyeing me like I'm a fancy meat. If he keeps this up I might never talk to him again.
I really wish something exciting would happen to me, I really like my school but it gets boring, everything is so predictable. It doesn't help that most of my friends are lesbians, and most of them want to turn me to the "dark side" as they like to call it.
It's not like I'm a homophobic I have caught myself looking at some girls but who doesn't? I mean some boys are hot but girls, girls are just plain sexy.
I really don't see what the big deal is, so what if I'm bi, it shouldn't matter that I swing both ways. But my friends make a big deal about it, I know they just want me for a "fun night", and no it's not for sex, they just think I 'm too big of a prude. I know I'm not it's just that none of my friends, or any of the guys have made my heart skip a beat, not even Danny.
I have had sex before but it was just that sex, and no it was not my first time. My first time was just like most teenagers, I lost my virginity at a party with someone who I cannot even remember.
I only know that it was a girl. She most have been gorgeous if I gave myself completely to her.
I stop thinking as I see Ian getting a little closer to me, his arm brushes mine and he gives me a shy smile, yeah if it wasn't for the fact that I'm nice, I would have told him that I wouldn't date him even if he was the last guy in the world, after all if he was the last guy then I would surely be a lesbian. But I can't so I just give him a small smile and look at our project.
Ian looks at me and I can see that he wants to ask me something but before he does I see Trina storming into the house. For the first time in my life I'm glad that she's home.
"You wouldn't believe who I got partner up with for the big showcase." I really didn't care but I knew she would tell me either way.
"Who" That's all I said I didn't want to waste my breath.
"Andrew Harris, a tenth grader!" before I could to respond Ian started talking.
"What's the big showcase?" I tried to explain what it was but before I could Trina cut me off like usual, sometimes I wonder if we truly are sisters.
"They invite agents, and directors, and producers, and other super important people on show business, and that's why I'm really upset, and goodbye." and he kicked Ian out, I'm glad that I won't have to feel his gaze on my body anymore, but I still need to finish the project.
"Hey! I have to finish this science project its due tomorrow, I needed Ian to help me finish my mold bush!" As usual she doesn't care, it seems that her problems are always more important than mine.
She asks me to help her, saying how she wanted to sing, but boy Trina sure can scream. I wonder if that counts as singing? When she asks me how she sounded I just tell her that she sounded loud, it's not my fault if she takes it as a compliment.
I feel really sorry for those poor people who will have to listen to her in the show case. I'm so glad I have school that day.
It doesn't take long for Andrew to arrive. It doesn't shock me when I find out that his name is not Andrew but André, Trina really doesn't pay attention to anyone but herself. It's incredible how big her ego is.
"You go to Hollywood Arts too?" Andrew, I mean André asked me.
"Oh no, I'm not a performer just my sister." What nobody knows is that I actually do like to sing, I don't know if I'm actually talented enough. I know that I could never sing on stage, I mean what if I sound horrible? That would be so embarrassing.
I see how happy Trina is at the compliment that I just threw at her, and I didn't pay attention as she goes and tells him of my perfectly good teeth. If she didn't eat so much candy then she wouldn't have so many cavities.
I see that André liked our piano, it really surprised me how he played the piano it sounded so enchanting, he was really good, and he wasn't bad-looking either, too bad he wasn't my type.
I helped them with their song, and I have to say that listening to Trina sing is pure torture.
When the day finally arrives, I decided to skip school and I went to see their performance. It's not because Trina is my sister, but because me and André actually became really good friends.
I was really surprised to see all the talented people there, and I couldn't help but wonder how Trina got in.
I almost laughed when I saw Trina's tongue had swelled due to an allergic reaction to a Chinese herb. I couldn't help but wonder why she would drink something that she didn't have a clue about what it was. Who in their right mind would drink something just because it says that it will help you sing better?
Only my sister is dumb enough to believe something that she read on the internet, she should know that just because it's on the internet it doesn't make it true.
When the guidance counselor asked if anyone could take Trina's place I almost fainted when André said that I could.
I tried to politely refuse at first, but I hate how nice I am sometimes, in the end I ended up getting into a really nice dress and I found myself being pushed to the stage.
I was really afraid, sure I knew the song, sure I could guarantee that I can sing better than Trina, but like I said before I had never sang in front of anyone much less on a showcase.
I took a deep breath and relax, I couldn't do it, but just when I was about to run off the stage I saw a girl with the most mesmerizing eyes.
She was gorgeous, she didn't pay attention to me, she didn't give me a second glance as she started talking with someone, and based on her body language, I could tell that she wasn't thrilled to be here.
I don't know what came over me, but I knew that I wanted that girl to look at me.
I started to sing, and I knew that everyone was looking at me, but I didn't mind, because she was looking at me too. I ended up loosing myself on the song. I wasn't afraid, much less nervous, I couldn't help it when my gaze would go back to her, but soon enough the song ended.
It shocked me how everyone was so quite, I thought that maybe I was horrible so it surprised me when everybody cheered for me, was I really that good?
I tried to search for the girl but she was already gone, I couldn't help but think that maybe she didn't like my performance.
I found myself backstage lost in thought wondering if I would ever see her again. That's when I heard the Principal asked me to attend Hollywood Arts High School. I didn't think I had enough talent, because if I had then she wouldn't have left.
I could tell that André was upset he truly believed that my performance was incredible.
He pulled the curtain and asked the audience if I should attend Hollywood Arts, I was beyond surprised when everyone in the audience screamed "Yes."
I still wasn't convinced but maybe if I attended the school I could see her again, I wanted to know who she was, I wanted to talk to her, that's when I decided to attend, only to see her once again.
I was sad to leave my friends behind, I loved all of them dearly. I promised to text them, and talk to them at least once a week. I also promised to hang out with them during the weekends.
It was Sunday and tomorrow was my first day at a new school. I was really exited for my first day at Hollywood Arts, I wanted to see her again. I was a little sad, I knew that it was a big school and that there were little chances of meeting her, I didn't even know if she attended Hollywood Arts, but I couldn't help but hope that she did.
I closed my eyes, and fell asleep with those beautiful eyes piercing my soul.
