HI! Sorry for long-ish wait, I've had a lot to do. I've had to work on my collab thing (mentioned that before, read it, plug, you know the deal), I've had the urge to write Glee oneshots more than this, and I've been crying because I missed "Cat's New Boyfriend" and apparently it had canon!Tribbie but I haven't seen it so FUCK!
Rawr, anger's fun :D
So, here's the new chapter you sexy Seadras. Points for reference!
Trina had never felt so awkward before. Seriously, walking alone at night with Robbie and having nothing to talk about was just plain awkward. Maybe it was better this way, then she didn't have to talk to him. Just ignore him until he says something, Trina thought. Then, hopefully, I won't need to even talk that much, and the date will be over much quicker.
The night was cold, and Trina wished she had brought a coat. She was shivering like crazy.
Robbie finally piped up. "You okay? You look cold."
Trina stuttered through chattering teeth, "I'm f-f-fine. Why is it so cold?"
"I dunno," Robbie muttered.
The silence returned.
Trina's thoughts swirled back to the dream. That fucking dream. Why the hell did she have it? She had never thought of Robbie as anything more then a nerd, a very persistent, annoying nerd. So she agrees to go out for one night to end all this and she's suddenly having dreams about him? Trina couldn't fathom how any part of her brain could even come up with something as messed up as what she had dreamt.
And then, they began to lean in…
Trina shuddered. Why were they on a hill? Why was she about to kiss Robbie? Trina knew she shouldn't try to focus on the dream. It would just bring up weird and bad memories of all the times Robbie had annoyed her, and remind her of their dream kiss. But she was going out with him tonight, and the thought just wouldn't leave her alone. That dream is exactly like Robbie, Trina thought crossly. It never leaves me alone.
Robbie slipped his hands into the pockets of his jeans. He looked straight up at the darkening sky. "It's a pretty nice night," he commented.
Trina took a quick look up and nodded a bit. "Yeah, it's sort of pretty," she muttered the response.
Oh my god, Trina thought, as she came to a realization. This is exactly how the dream went.
Okay, technically, they weren't on a hill, and Trina wasn't having fun, but still, that was too similar for Trina's comfort. She didn't need this, she didn't want this, she hated this. Trina wanted to run the other way, run back home, skip the stupid movie and the stupid dinner, run inside her house and lock the door. But Trina knew that the only good that'd come out of that would be more of Robbie's persistence.
Trina groaned out loud, catching Robbie's attention. "You okay?"
Trina almost laughed. She glared at him. "No, I'm not okay, Robbie. I'm on a date I don't want to be on, with a person I don't want to be with. If I was remotely okay, I'd be home. That, to me, is being okay."
Robbie sighed. "Haven't you ever tried being a little nicer to people?"
"Why? I'm nice to people who deserve my kindness," Trina stated matter-of-factly.
Robbie shrugged. "It's just…you're so stuck up."
Trina almost gasped at the words. Yes, she had been called stuck up by jealous people who wished they were her, but it surprised her seeing as it was coming from the person who supposedly liked her. Not a very great way to try to get me to date you Robbie. Insults usually don't win a girl's heart.
Robbie quickly followed up his previous statement. "All I mean is, maybe, if you were a little nicer to everybody, less people would think that about you. I mean, sometimes, it just seems like you treat people like crap for no reason. Bossing them around, reminding them of how superior you are to them, pushing people away because you think they're below you when all they wanted was to be friends."
Trina thought about his words. Well, now that she had heard him out, it didn't seem like he was trying to insult her, just help. Then again, sometimes, you don't need help. Sometimes, people don't want help.
"Well, ever think I did that for a reason?" Trina asked heatedly. "I don't want in to get into details, but I do this so I'm not on the other end of the social class. I can't be the one who gets stuffed in lockers. I can't be the one who gets booked in the halls. I can't be the one getting called a loser, a nerd, a geek, a bitch. Maybe you've gotten used to it, and maybe you've accepted it. If that's the case, good, whatever. But I can't accept something like that. I'm always going to be on top, and I'm going to make sure it stays that way."
Robbie looked as though he was contemplating what Trina had said. After a second, he nodded to himself, confirming his response in his head, then said it aloud. "Why can't you be popular and friendly to everyone?"
Trina burst out laughing. "Do you seriously not get it? If I start hanging out with some kid in AV club, I'll be kicked out of the social clique for good. If I eat lunch with a band geek, same thing. If I get caught with you, same damn thing. The popular kids don't except that kind of stuff, I mean, after a couple years of getting picked on by them, I'd think you'd catch one or two of their 'rules'."
"Are they really your friends?" Robbie asked her suddenly, almost immediately after her little speech.
Trina was taken aback. "Of course! Why do think I hang out with then?"
Robbie shifted a little. "What do you talk about?"
"Huh?"
"What do you and your A-list friends talk about?" Robbie reiterated.
Trina thought for a second. "I don't know. Clothes, celebrities, school gossip…you know, stuff like that."
Robbie shook his head. "So basically, all you and your friends do are talk about cute looking boots, point and giggle at somebody down the hall and then fangirl over how hot Taylor Lautner or Joseph Gordon-Levitt is?"
Trina scowled at him. "That's not all we talk about, you know. I just listed some stuff off the top of my head. Plus, what's wrong with fangirling over those guys anyways?" Trina had a slight smile as she said the last sentence.
Robbie, ignoring the last statement, pushed on. "So, the only thing you can think of off the top of your head about your friends is clothes, gossip and celebrities. Doesn't sound like very strong friendships to me."
Trina crossed her arms, continuing to walk down the street with him. "Okay, Mr. Know-It-All, what do you and your friends talk about?"
Robbie thought for a second. "Well, we usually talk about hanging out, like making plans for something fun. Or making inside jokes that make no sense to anyone but us. We talk about stuff in our lives, the good stuff, the bad stuff. You know, all the stuff all friends talk about."
Trina shrugged. "Not all friends talk about that stuff, you know."
"Why? Do you and your friends not talk about that stuff?" Robbie pried further.
Trina let her crossed arms fall to her sides, her face getting angrier by the second. Robbie was really pissing her off.
"No, we don't usually talk about that stuff, and we're still friends. So what you just said proves nothing," Trina stated it as a fact, with that superior tone she always used.
Robbie stared at her like she had three heads. "So you and your friends don't plan to hang out, don't have inside jokes and you don't care about each other's lives?" Robbie questioned. "If you ask me, it doesn't seem like you're friends."
"Well no one asked you, now did they?" Trina growled, growing closer and closer to punching him in the face.
Robbie, ignoring Trina, went on. "I've noticed sometimes that the A-listers talk about you, behind your back, about how you're spoiled and annoying. They always have this look of annoyance when you sit with them. They aren't your friends Trina, they just pretend to be because they don't want the backlash of you ripping them apart with your words."
Trina's rage suddenly goes away. Now her emotions change drastically from anger to surprise. "T-T-They don't do that," Trina assured him.
"Trina, I'm sorry, but they do," Robbie said. "That's why I'm trying to tell you that if you started to be a better person, a nicer person, maybe you could get some real friends and-"
Robbie was cut off by Trina. "They are my real friends!" she shouted at him. "You don't know shit about anything, so shut your mouth!"
Robbie put his head down, staring at the ground. He tried to tell her, he really did, but then again, not many can get through to Trina Vega enough for her to change her mind. Robbie was quite sure it was impossible, and now that he'd thought about it, he hadn't the faintest idea as to why he had tried at all.
Trina stared forward, forcing herself to look away from Robbie. As she walked, Trina came to a sudden realization, and that realization made her hate Robbie even more.
Trina hated Robbie because he might've been right.
Okay, that was a bitch to write, but it's done so YAY! -hugs air- Hugging air makes me feel better inside :D
Just watched "Cat's New Boyfriend", and seriously, even if there were some cute Tribbie moments, people on a Victorious forum got the better of me. They talked about it like Trina was all over Robbie. I had my hopes up for a big moment when it was just two little ones. Sad face moment.
Anyways, REVIEW!