So. I'm reading a story that has intrigued me. And so I'm doing something similar. Each chapter of this story will be based on a word that was given to me by a reviewer. Well, after chapter one obviously. But instead of random short stories for each word, it'll be all for one constant story. This way, the reviewers have some small way to control how it goes. Sort of. So after you read chapter one, throw me a review. Then message me whatever word you think should be the basis for the next chapter. I'll only be using words from people that have actually reviewed the story. I haven't decided just yet, but I think I'll alternate points of view each chapter. We'll see. I also don't know if it's going to go along at all with the actual show, even though chapter one does, kinda, we'll see on that part also. So let's do this! Many thanks to my friend, Missy, for giving me the first word!
Disclaimer: I don't own Victorious nor will I be getting any form of monetary gain for this.
These Words
-Ring-
I slammed my laptop shut for the fourth time today. "Stupid fuckin' holiday." It's Christmas time and I hate buying gifts for people, so I don't. But Sikowitz made participating in the Secret Santa bullshit mandatory, and I just happened to get Tori. Surprise, surprise.
What do you get for someone that thinks you hate them? Yes, thinks. I don't actually hate her. But I'd never tell anyone that I consider her my closest friend aside from Beck. I have to pretend to pretend to care about her likes and dislikes enough to get her a gift that she'll absolutely love without blowing my cover of blind hatred.
On top of all that, the person that gives the worst gift has to go yodeling with Sikowitz. Which is a terrifying enough prospect, even without Christmas carol yodeling threat thrown into the mix.
And so here I am surfing the web tirelessly and coming up with a constant stream of nothingness. Pushing the laptop off of me I picked up a random pair of scissors and began to cut up the closest thing to me, which happened to be an atrocious yellow spaghetti-strap shirt that my father's playgirl thought I'd look 'so mature and normal' in. I let out a relieved sigh when I heard the familiar sound of stainless steel sliding together, and ending in a satisfying snip. By the time the shirt was shredded I was calmed, and so I left my prison of a residence, depositing the tattered shreds just outside my father's room on my way out so that the slut may see just how much her expensive gift truly meant to me.
It was after midnight when I finally arrived home but I was successful in my quest for the perfect gift. It was pricey due to the fact that I had to have it specially made, but it was worth it. The look on Tori's face would be priceless and I'd go to any means neccessary to get my ass out of yodeling any day.
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So it's two days before Christmas and the last day of school before the break. This is when Sikowitz had planned for us to give our gifts. In class. In front of everyone. Fuck me.
As usual, our unconventional acting teacher was late to arrive so we were all sitting and chatting. Naturally I was with Beck, arguing about something trivial like an insect, dreading the moment I would have to present Tori with her gift in front of the entire room.
In a show of good faith I picked something up for Beck too, that way it didn't seem suspicious that I knew what the perfect gift for Tori would be. Am I being silly? Probably. But the logic seemed to make sense at the time, so I did it.
"Jade, it's Christmas. Can we just not fight for the holiday? You may hate it but I don't, okay? So just relax." He said.
I rolled my eyes but said nothing. Instead I pulled his gift out and handed it to him, saying "I'm not your secret santa but I am your girlfriend. And I figured since I had to get something for Tori, I wanted to get you something too."
He smiled up at me lovingly as he pulled the black wrapping paper off of the box that contained his gift. His eyes widened when he opened it and I couldn't help but give a small smile. "So yeah," I said non-chalantly. "It's a keychain that opens up so if you ever wanted to use the pick to play, you can. I wouldn't though, those initials are the signature from the lead guitarist of 'Care Bears on Fire'. I don't remember his name, but I'm sure you know what it is." That was his all time favorite band and I went to a lot of trouble getting the stupid little plastic guitar pick for him. I shrugged and looked to the head of the class with a bored expression on my face. But in reality his reaction made me genuinely happy. I may not love him in the same way he loves me, but I do love him and he deserved a nice gift for all the shit I put him through.
"You," He started as he took my hands in his, making me look him in the eye. "You are the best girlfriend a guy could ask for. Thank you."
I smiled at him and he leaned forward, pressing his lips to mine. As always I accepted the kiss from him. It wasn't an entirely unpleasant experience, his lips were soft and moist. Letting go of one of my hands, he placed the free one on the back of my neck in an attempt to deepen kiss. That's when Sikowitz decided to enter and interrupt our moment.
"Kiss your boyfriend on your own time, West. We have work to do!" He shouted, climbing into the room through the window.
We broke apart but he kept his hand in mine and the goofy expression of giddiness remained on his face. I squeezed his hand lightly and gave him one last small smile before returning my features to their usual scowl.
"Okay Robbie, you first. What did you get Cat?" Sikowitz singled the boy out and Robbie hopped up immediately, setting his annoying little puppet down. I had half a mind to throw it head-first into a woodchipper every time Robbie was within my sight.
He brought Cat up to the stage and jogged to the door next to the white board. "Merry Christmas, Cat!" He exclaimed as he opened it, and old man walked in pushing a cart. "This is your very own cotton candy machine!" Cat squealed with pure excitement as she bounded over to Robbie and enveloped him in a tight hug. Robbie blushed fiercely. "He has to follow you around all week. Enjoy!"
"Excellent! Very creative, Mr. Shapiro. Next up is Cat, what did you get for Andre?" Sikowitz asked.
Cat bounced her way over to Andre and grabbed his hands, pulling him to her bag. She ruffled around in it for a few moments and then jumped upright, thrusting some papers in his face. "I got him an interview with a record producer at Hyena Haven Productions."
Andre almost fell over. "You what now?"
Cat gave an excited squeal before continuing. "Yuppers! All you have to do is fill out the resume and call to set it up. I would have but I don't know you're schedule for school."
The class erupted into a fit of laughter at her words. "Oh Cat," Tori spoke through gasps. "School lets out at the same time for everyone."
Before she could reply Andre had her in his arms spinning her around the room, both squealing in delight.
"Alright, alright." Sikowitz yelled at them. "You're making me nauseous. Andre, what did you get for Beck?"
Andre set a still-giggling Cat down and pulled a clear plastic case out of his pocket, tossing it to Beck. "Merry Christmas, bro."
"Dude, no way. Is this the cricket that's been pestering me in my trailer?" He asked excitedly.
Andre nodded. "Yup, sleep well tonight."
Sikowitz smiled and took the cricket from Beck. "I want that. Now Beck, what did you get for Robbie?"
Beck looked confused but shook it off as he strode gracefully to the other entrance of the classroom opposite the door Robbie's gift came in and opened it, gesturing for whomever was out there waiting. "I remember you saying one time that you wished you could tell Christy Vic-Harris off for being such a bully to you all those years ago, so here is your chance."
Robbie looked utterly shocked. "No way, she got hot! How about a date instead!"
The girl sneered but Beck nudged her gently and she agreed without further resistence. That boy has some power over women.
Sikowitz clapped his hands. "Okay, now Christy get out." The girl looked dumb-founded but complied nonetheless. " So. That only leaves Jade and Tori. Why don't you come up and exchange them at the same time?"
I glared at Tori as we both made our way up to the front of the class, just to reassert my dominance. We stood in front of eachother and handed our gifts over, mine much smaller than hers. Doesn't matter, she'll still love it.
I waited for her to open hers first so I could see her reaction. She removed the black wrapping paper, yes I used the same wrapping for both gifts, and I heard her gasp when she opened the box. She pulled it out and dropped the box carelessly to the floor, studying the item in the light.
She held the stainless steel ring up by the chain I put it on and watched it swirl in awe. There were small holes going all around it in the shape of various different musical notes and the notes were filled in with an array of colorful sturdy glass pieces, so that if light ever hit it in the dark, the notes would reflect on the walls in a vibrant show.
I looked to Sikowitz. "Before you go saying that a ring isn't creative I had this made. I designed it. If you put a light up to it the musical notes will show on the walls."
Sikowitz gave a nod of approval and smiled as Tori slipped the chain over her head.
"Jade, I love it! It's so amazing." She clutched the ring to her chest only to pull it away far enough so she could examine it once again, a look of wonder crossing her features.
The smile on her face was so warming and sincere that my head swam and I was at a loss, my brain couldn't form any snide remarks. So instead I gave her a small nod and began to open my gift.
The wrapping was ugly, snowmen and santa clause, so that fell to the floor immediately. Underneath was a clear glass case, and inside was a full-steel pair of shiny scissors resting on a red-velvet cushion. I read the small plaque just above them and my jaw hit the floor. "No fuckin' way."
"Jade!" Sikowitz exclaimed.
Tori giggled and I looked up at her. "It's the same scissors they used in that movie you like. What's it called again?"
"It's called 'The Scissoring' and I don't just like it, it's my favorite movie. How did you even get these?" At that moment I realized that my angry demeanor had been dropped, so I composed myself quickly. I cleared my throat and said, "Doesn't matter. Thanks."
I did my best to give her a nice smile, it must have worked because she walked up to me and touched my shoulder in a friendly gesture before returning to her seat. I followed her and leaned down to whisper in her ear, "I'll let that one slide since you got me one of the best gifts I've ever been given." And I walked back to my seat, failing miserably at not smiling like an idiot, like everyone else, for the rest of class.
So that's it. Chapter one. Review, and send me your word idea for chapter two. One-word reviews like 'More.' or 'Cool." don't count! Remember, I only accept suggestions from people that have reviewed!
