Hey hey hey, it's chapter two...
Disclaimer: I own everything that has to do with Victorious! The plot, the characters, they're all mine! MWUAHAHAHAHA!
Just kidding, I own nothing.
Chapter 2
Beck's POV
The new girl, Jade, was... different. Mysterious. I was determined to find out more about her. I guessed that she would be hard to get, but I would keep trying.
Jade's POV
After the bell rang, I walked to my first class, Improv, with Cat. Once we got there, we discovered that all of her other friends had the class with us.
I took my seat near the front of the classroom. I stared around boredly until the teacher, a Mr Sikowitz, climbed in through the window. I raised my eyebrows at Cat, who just shrugged and giggled quietly. "He does that a lot," She whispered to me.
"Aaah, a new student!" Sikowitz exclaimed. "Why don't you come up to the class and tell us your name and something about yourself?"
I sighed, but got up. "I'm Jade, and I hate lots of stuff." I said. "Could you be a bit more specific?" Sikowitz asked. "What kinds of things do you hate?"
I took a deep breath,and started, "I hate color, I hate rainbows, I hate ducks, I hate animals in general, I hate people who smile a lot for no reason, I hate the word tissue, I hate the word moist, I hate the word panties, I hate when you go to a restaurant and they leave tails on your shrimp, I hate bras that hook in the front, I hate people who are overly-friendly, I hate-"
"Um, yes, I think we get the idea," Sikowitz interrupted. "Couldn't you tell us one thing that you do like?"
"Death. And pain. The good kind." I responded and sat back down. The class looked somewhat taken aback. I smirked.
"That's... err... interesting. Now, onto the lesson. Jade, I assume you know what improv is?" I nodded. "Okay, then. Drive-by acting challenge: you're all short,angry children!"
The rest of my classes before lunch passed somewhat less eventfully.
At lunch, I bought a coffee and went to go sit down with Cat's friends.
"What's in the cup?" Beck asked. "Apple juice," I said sarcastically. "Coffee, you dumbo, what do you think goes in a coffee cup?" Beck looked a little surprised, but I didn't care.
Even though he was hot.
A/N: Yeah, so... not much to say. I don't really like this chapter, plus it's only a page in Microsoft Word... I already have the next chapter written, I just need to type and publish it, but It's even shorter than this one. But I'll probably post another chapter or two after this one...
Sorry it took so long to update. I already had this chapter written, then decided I didn't like it, then rewrote it, then started a new story... so yeah.
