Rose Red
A/N: Thanks again for the reviews, you awesome people! Obviously this story doesn't take place in the usual Victorious timeline, thus many episodes, including iParty with Victorious didn't happen. Enjoy!
04.
You're really still going to the dance?
Beck pulls nervously on his tight, black collared shirt and glances up from his phone and around the limo where his friends are talking, laughing loudly, shimmying around. What was he doing here? Jade would never let him hear the end of it.
"You'll have fun, Beck," Andre tells him, giving him a quick hug. "Stop worrying about your girlfriend all the time and enjoy life."
He was right. You only had one junior prom, and after this next year, nothing would ever be the same for any of them again. They'd be going off in different directions, different colleges and starting new lives. Beck held the power button on his phone until it powered down, slipping it into his pocket.
At the Eden Hotel, the limousine driver pulls up to the entrance and hurries around to the door to open it, but instead a short blonde girl with curly hair is already halfway out, arms crossed.
"No, I don't need your help, Bobby," she glares at him, straightening her dress. "Don't touch me."
"Its Robbie," the curly haired boy says. "But, uh, Bobby's fine. If that's what you want to call me, I'll take it."
"Don't worry," the blonde's cute brunette friend appears after her. "She's harmless."
A boy holding a camera follows them out. "You tell that to my nearly sprained wrist."
"Oh, shut up, Fredward."
Beck is last to exit the car, stifling a laugh. He'd told Robbie not to enter the contest, and definitely not to enter it 20 times a day, but the boy had been desperate, turned down by every girl at HA.
"Is it okay if we do a quick little thing before going in?" the brunette asked them.
"We're going to be on iCarly," Tori squealed. "Its totally cool."
The group gathered around the brunette and blonde, Tori pulling Beck in with them.
"Five, four, three, two-" Freddie says.
"IIIII'm Carly," the brunette says.
"And IIII'm miserable," the blonde rolls her eyes.
Carly nudges her. "We call her Sam, most days. And, this is a very special iCarly episode shot from Hollywood."
Sam presses her remote button, the sound of booing and hissing floating through the air.
"As you can see, exactly fifty percent of the iCarly cast is excited to be here," Carly says, laughing. "This is Robbie, who won the iWin a Date with Sam and Carly Contest. He's Sam's date. And, this is mine, Andre. We'll be giving you updates from time to time on this exciting event."
Behind her, Sam's giving her the thumbs down signal, and Freddie yells, "Okay, cut."
"Sam!" Carly rolls her eyes. "You could-"
The argument is interrupted, though, by a perfectly new, shiny turquoise convertible screeching into the parking lot. Dust appears, as if magically, and everyone stops to stare in interest.
A car door slams, and all eyes are on the scene, as a small, pretty girl emerges, holding up the bottom of her white gown in her hands. She has hair the same color as the car, strings of pearls around her neck, and an intricate mask of white feathers placed over her eyes. Her eyes travel, almost nervously, around the crowd, not stopping on anyone until she meets Beck's.
She's looking at me. Is she looking at me? She's totally looking at me.
The entire group turns to look at Beck, in interest. He shrugs his shoulders, finally breaking eye contact with the girl, "What?"
But, when he looks back to find the girl, she's disappeared.
"Do you know her?" Tori asks.
Beck shakes her head. "I've never seen her before. I mean, there's something familiar about her eyes but...I think I would know if I'd seen that car, or that hair."
Everyone seems to accept his answer, but as they move towards the hotel entrance, Tori tugs at Beck's red tie.
"You were completely into her."
"I do have a girlfriend, Tor, you know that."
"You're on a break."
He sighs. "We're always on a break."
With that, he moves his simple black mask back over his eyes and pulls Tori into the hotel after him.