So, I didn't expect many people to read this. Like I said, it's been a while since I've written fanfic, and as it's AU, I wasn't sure how well it'd go down. Thankfully, a few people have decided they quite like it. So, thank you.

Here's chapter 2 - I'm not sure how often I'll be able to update, or even how long this fic'll be - I'm totally writing off the cuff as I always have!

Disclaimer: I don't own Victorious or the characters - but I do own a Chuck Bartowski ID badge for the Nerd Herd. I'm obviously easily pleased.

Chapter Two:

The rest of my first day was pretty uneventful. No more coffee mishaps or being found in inappropriate positions with someone else's boyfriend.

The lesson after English was a free, so I decided to try and find the student common room to try and get my bearings.

"Hi, you're new." A petite redhead announced as she sat next to me within seconds of my finding the common room.

"Er. . . yeah."

"I love new people." She spoke as she dived into her huge bag, emerging with a bright red lollipop which she shoved into her mouth. "I'm Cat."

"Hi. I'm Tori." I wasn't quite sure what to make of her.

"You're the girl who spilled coffee over Beck right?" Of course everyone would know about that. It may be a big school, but news obviously travelled fast.

"Was that his name?" I had no idea. After it happened, I sunk into a chair at the back of the room and ignored the goth girl's eyes, boring into me. If looks could kill, I would have been a pile of ash on the floor.

"Yeah, oh look. Here he is now." She jumped up out of her chair and ran over to the goth girl who had walked in, her arm wrapped around a tall guy who looked cool, even with the coffee stain on his white band tshirt. His black hair was shoulder length, which on anyone else would look ridiculous, but on him. . . it just worked. Couple that with his straight leg jeans, leather jacket, and beat up combat boots, he looked amazing.

The girl next to him couldn't be more different to him. She was my height, with jet black hair. Her blue eyes were exaggerated by the electric blue highlights running through her long hair. Her black shirt and leather trousers stood out amongst all the jeans surrounding us.

"Hey guys. This is Tori. Tori, this is Jade and beck." Cat bounced around, her frilly pink dress flowing around her knees.

"Hey." Beck's voice was deep, yet soft. Jade merely glanced at me, a look of pure venom on her face.

"Hi." I glanced at Beck's shirt. "I'm really sorry."

"It's cool." His smile lit up his face.

"No it's not. I bought you that shirt. I deserve some retribution."

"Jade. It's fine." Beck's voice was soothing. I watched them, interested in the dynamic of their relationship. "Besides, I'm the one who got his chest scalded."

"Oh my God!"

"Kidding." His grin was wide.

"Hey peeps." A black guy with thin dreads arrived, joining us.

"Hey 'Dre." Beck turned to face his friend. Jade, however kept her icy glare on me, causing me to shift uncomfortably.

"This is Tori. She's new." Cat informed him, bouncing around with a huge smile on her face.

"Hey." I waved from my seat, feeling a little overwhelmed having everyone standing, looking at me.

"Hey, nice to meet you." The four of them grabbed chairs and sat round me, chatting. I wasn't sure how to ingratiate myself into their conversations, so I sit back and watched. Particularly the olive skinned Beck, who was fiddling with his pear phone, not really paying attention to anyone else.

My first week passed by in a blur of classes and getting to know people. The group I got to know on my first day had become friends – apart from Jade – and we hung out every day during free periods and at lunch.

We'd been joined by two more guys, twins Robbie and Rex, who added an extra dynamic of sarcasm to the group. I'd fit myself in quite well, and apart from Jade, I got on with everyone really well. I'd become especially close to Andre and Cat. We had a lot in common thanks to our love of music.

I didn't see much of Jade and Beck, thanks to her crazy instant dislike to me. He seemed to go wherever she led, probably for a quiet life. I had noticed that he seemed to be the only one who could calm her down when she flew into one of her rages.

Similar to the one that was happening in the lunch hall right now.

"I see them watching you. All the time! Why can't they just leave you alone?" She yelled at him.

"Jade, babe. You can't stop people looking at me."

"I fucking well can." She glared around at the people watching them. From the looks on everyone's faces, this was a regular occurrence and some sort of spectator sport. "They know you're mine, and have been for as long as we've been here."

"Jade, I'm not anybody's. I'm not a piece of meat." I watched his calm face as she glared at him, getting ready to scream again. How did he manage to not yell at her?

"Screw this. I'm going." She began to stalk away, but turned after taking three steps. "Are you coming?" She demanded.

"No. I have drama next." Without another word, he walked out of the hall and in the direction of the school theatre.

"Wow. He's gonna pay for that later." Andre observed.

"Only he could get away with doing it though." Robbie commented as he joined us, Rex not too far behind him. The rest of us murmured in agreement.

At the end of lunch, I made my way to the library for my free so I could finish up my History assignment before making my way to English for the last lesson of the day.

"We're starting a new book today." Mr Sikowitz, our eccentric teacher announced once we were all settled. "The wonderous Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet."

A groan worked its way around the room. Not many people enjoyed Shakespeare. I did, but I had to admit that Romeo and Juliet was one of my least favourite of his plays.

"What's the essay?" Jade spoke from the other side of the room where she and Beck were snuggled together, their fight obviously a thing of the past.

"No essay per se. This assignment is a paired project where you need to analyse the main scenes of the play that expose the pureness to Romeo and Juliet's love. After all, this is a story about what many consider love at first sight. I want to know if you think you are able to prove or disprove this phenomenon."

"Oh joy." Jade's voice was flat. I glanced over at her as she rolled her eyes at the idea, but looking at Beck, a small smile playing her lips. It was obvious she was going to partner up with him to study what is often seen as the most romantic play ever written.

"Hey, tori. Fancy pairing up?" Andre called from the front where he was sat with Robbie. Before I could answer, Sikowitz butted in.

"Now, I've known most of you for a few years now, and I know there are all these little cliques. So, putting a stop to that, I will be pairing you up to make sure you not only mix with each other, but also to test out how well you can all play nice." He directed this at Jade who merely snarled at him.

He made us all stand up at the front of the room.

"When I call your name, you need to sit at a desk and wait for your partner, and to be given the scene you will be dissecting." One by one, half of the class sat back down as the rest of us waited to be told where we needed to go.

"Ah, Miss Vega. The new girl." Sikowitz stood in front of me, stroking his chin as he looked around the room. I knew I wasn't going to be paired with Andre as he was sitting next to a fuming Jade. I saw that Cat's desk was yet to be filled. For all her ditzy ways, the girl was shrewder than many gave her credit for. "Take this envelope and go and sit next to Mr Oliver."

"No fucking way!"

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