Author's Note: Sigh, this is the last chapter. Happy Birthday, Invader Johnny :DDD

Disclaimer: I do not own Victorious or its various characters. That is all.

I'm a nervous wreck.

I didn't get much sleep last night on account of printing out a million yellow flyers.

But it was worth it, since I left home two hours ago and pasted them all up on every piece of wall at school.

Then I hung out in the janitor's closet before 8am and pretended to arrive at school with everybody else.

A lot of people stopped and stared, taking it in turns to read the flyers that I'd made.

"Come to Hollywood Arts tonight and witness a magical performance by one of your own. Starts at 8pm sharp," Ripcurl Rufus read out loud. "Awesome!" he grinned stupidly and slapped hands with one of his surfer friends.

"I wonder who's performing tonight," Andre remarked pensively while reading the flyer.

"I hope it's the Didley Bops," Cat declared with gushing excitement.

"Cat, we are the Didley Bops," Beck pointed out dryly.

Cat just kept giggling anyway and both Tori and Beck rolled their eyes in response.

"All I know is that it's somebody awesome." I chirped sweetly.

Tori narrowed her eyes at me when I started whistling deliberately.

"Why do I get the feeling that you have something to do with this?" she asked suspiciously of me.

"Whatever do you mean, Tori? I'm just whistling over here." I replied in a playful tone.

"Why?" Beck demanded.

"It's a beautiful day." I answered, walking off and grinning to myself.

They'd find out soon enough what the big surprise was.

I just hope Robbie doesn't disappoint.

"No! No way, Jade! I can't believe you!" Robbie protested heatedly.

"Sheesh, what's the big deal, Robbie? You said you wanted to do this!" I hissed impatiently.

I can't believe this guy.

I go out of my way to convince Principal Eikner to let me host a mini-concert at school after the disaster that was the Camo Jam.

I printed out a million flyers and spread the word around.

And now he decides to pussy out on me?

"That was before!" Robbie shot back. "Way before you tricked me into performing at a concert I didn't prepare for!"

"What are you so worried about? This is your big moment, you should be thanking me!" I exploded.

We were standing on top of the makeshift stage one level above the ruined Asphalt Café.

There was already a huge crowd of HA students gathered down below, anxiously awaiting to see who the mystery performer was.

I had a feeling that most of them suspected it was me.

Boy, are they in for a surprise…

Beck, Tori and Andre stood together with Trina in tow in a huddle, glancing suspiciously up at the stage every few minutes.

"I think I'm gonna be sick…" Robbie trailed off miserably.

Come to think of it, he did look kinda green.

"Robbie, look at me!" I shouted, gripping his shoulders to make him look at me.

"This is your moment to shine, what you've always wanted. And…"

Oh God, I can't say it.

Please don't say it, Jade…

"I…believe…in you."

And now I'm gonna be sick…

Robbie's brown puppy dog eyes lit up like a Christmas tree and I had to fight the urge to purge the word (and literal) vomit from spewing out between my lips.

"You mean that, Jade?" he gushed in awe.

"…"

"Jade?"

"…Sure." I ventured finally. "Now wait for me to introduce you first." I added.

Robbie took a deep breath and placed his guitar strap around his shoulder as I walked slowly up to the mike and gave Sinjin a thumbs-up.

He was shining a big spotlight from somewhere in the crowd.

"Is this on? Uh…hi," I began awkwardly.

I was greeted with silence and a couple of crickets chirping into the night.

I powered through and continued:

"Uh anyway, thank you for coming tonight. If you'd known that I put up the flyers, you probably wouldn't have. But I appreciate you coming out anyway, because I'm about to introduce the mysterious performer. Most of you don't know this, but he's actually very talented, and a pretty decent guy overall. But I'll deny this if anyone ever asks me to say it again. Anyway, he didn't get a chance to perform at the Camo Jam, so he's a little nervous. So please put your hands together and give a warm welcome to Robbie Shapiro, performing 'Coney Island' by Good Old War. Take it away, Robbie!" I roared.

I stepped away from the mike and clapped politely as Robbie shuffled forward, clutching his guitar really close to him.

"Hi, everyone." He greeted awkwardly, tapping the mike several times.

"So I know most of you out there only know my songs about strangers on buses and broken glass. But I thought I'd try something a little different tonight. Here goes."

After strumming a few random notes to get started, Robbie finally began:

I found a letter in the mail box today

And I said thank you for your thoughts but I'm done

I said that I would never build this up right here

He said that's why I can't work with you son

But I can't let this go I'm on my way

And you can only hold my diamond ring

I'll go crawling back to the city I love

Cause it's already taken everything

The crowd was completely awe-struck at just how good Robbie really was.

If I'm being perfectly honest, so was I.

I can't believe I'm gonna say this, but…

The kid's got skills.

So this is what he's capable of when Rex isn't busy being a ginormous blow-hole…

And as he performed, Robbie grew more confident, beaming from ear to ear while playing melodiously on his acoustic guitar.

I'm going to Coney Island have myself a dog

And reminisce why I still hate it here

It's all these people with their cotton candy eyes

It's so sweet now put the train in gear

I can't let this go I'm on my way

And you can only hold my diamond ring

I'll go crawling back to the city I love

Cause it's already taken everything

The crowd started getting really into it.

Even Tori and the rest of our friends were cheering him on.

Cat was doing a really weird dance and to my chagrin, Sinjin appeared to be shaking maracas while controlling the lights.

I waved my hand across my neck at him and couldn't stop myself from clicking my fingers and singing along to the folksy tune.

The ground is swallowing my options for release

And if it rains they might just disappear

I counted 27 birds up there today

I'm thinking that's why I still love it here

I'm thinking that's why I still love it here

I can't let this go I'm on my way

And you can only hold my diamond ring

I'll go crawling back to the city I love

Cause it's already taken everything

When Robbie played the last chord, the crowd went wild, clapping and cheering him on enthusiastically.

In spite of myself I clapped eagerly along with everyone else, feeling secretly pleased with what I managed to achieve tonight.

The kid did good; Robbie did real good.

"Thank you, everyone. Expect mine and Rex's Kwanza LP out this festive season. Goodnight!"

And he just had to ruin it.

"Did you do this?" Beck questioned really close-by.

I had just descended from the stage when he caught hold of me amidst the animated crowd of students.

I shrugged in a non-committal way and he smirked in response.

"Of course you wouldn't take credit for actually doing something good." He murmured sardonically.

"No, it's not that. It's just that…I can't take credit for it, not this time. I may have given him a push, but that was all Robbie." I admitted nonchalantly.

To my surprise, Beck gave me the first genuine smile in days.

"You did good, Jade. You did good." Was all he said before walking off, digging his hands into his pockets.

"Robbie, that was really tight, dawg!" Andre crowed.

He jumped onto Robbie's back and began ruffling up his hair.

"Hey, watch my spine!" Rex called out reproachfully from somewhere in Robbie's arms.

"Robbie, that was so awesome!" Cat yelled happily, swooping down on Robbie and giving him a big kiss on the cheek.

While he was still blushing and giggling stupidly, Tori approached Robbie last.

"That's what you wanted to perform at the Camo Jam?" she asked quietly.

Robbie's smile evaporated and he regarded Tori with a serious expression on his face. "I don't know really, any song would've been fine."

"You really like singing, don't you?"

"Yes, and I know that everyone just thinks I'm a big joke but-"

"No buts, you were absolutely right. We were all jerks, Robbie, me being the biggest one. Everyone deserves their chance to shine, not just me. And I'm sorry for stealing your limelight."

"It's ok, Tori. I should've never gotten Sinjin to hypnotise you in the first place."

"Actually, maybe it was a good thing. I think I needed a vacation from being the real me for a while." Tori admitted with a sincere grin.

Then she gave Robbie a warm hug and kissed him on the cheek too. "You were amazing tonight. No more songs about broken glass!"

"Aww, come on. I wrote another one that's really good-"

But Tori just shook her head and laughed uproariously, making Robbie beam like a little kid.

"Yo, Robbie. These super hot girls over here really wanna hear you play some more!" Beck called out in a sing-song voice.

Robbie skipped along happily with Rex in tow, leaving me and Tori standing alone together.

Awkward.

She bowed her head bashfully and I folded my arms self-consciously.

"So…"

"So…"

"You put Robbie up to singing tonight?"

"Pretty much. It was the least I could do after Bad Tori talked him out of it."

Tori blushed in embarrassment and I smirked.

"I was kinda a bitch to everybody, wasn't I?"

"If it makes you feel any better, I deserved everything you dished out on me." I offered graciously.

"You're damn right you did," Tori practically growled.

I must've had the foresight to look a little ashamed of myself because she started smiling again like her old self.

"How's your eye?" she asked curiously.

"Better," I replied, touching it reflexively even though it was practically healed.

"At least I can safely say I did swing on you this time around. Unlike during 'Stage Fighting'." Tori quipped.

I'd been thinking the exact same thing.

Irony's a smug bitch, ain't it?

"I'm still sorry about punching you for real though. I guess I just went-"

"Bad Tori?"

I smirked again when Tori scowled at me again.

"Look, Tori, I-"

"Forget it," Tori responded quickly.

"Are you sure?" I asked seriously.

"No. But I'll think of a fitting punishment for you." Tori returned with a devilishly familiar smirk that made my skin crawl momentarily.

"Admit it."

"Admit what?"

"You liked having an out of body experience for 2 weeks."

"Jade, have you lost your mind?"

"I'm being serious. You liked being Bad Tori. You enjoyed the power it gave you," I persisted with dawning comprehension.

Tori flushed and nodded slowly. "I did, but I also remember feeling horrified when I hurt my friends and you around every corner, but couldn't stop. It's not awesome when someone else is pulling the strings." She answered with a dangerous glint, which made me squirm.

"Fair enough, I was wrong. I really am sorry, Tori."

"Why did you do it? Was it really because you were mad at me for moving your play to another night so I could host the Camo Jam instead?"

"Yes!" I snapped abruptly.

Tori stepped back in alarm and I flushed.

Oops, I guess I'm still pissed about that.

"You did it without giving my feelings a second thought, just like you always do. You think just because you're beautiful and talented, that you can always get your way. But that's not cool, Tori. Robbie's right – everyone should get a chance to shine at this school-"

"You're right."

"Of course I'm right. And another thing – wait, what?" I exclaimed in surprise.

"You're right, Jade. I was wrong, I shouldn't have done that. I'll talk to Principal Eikner about having your one-woman play run all week instead of just one night. But before I do, you first have to admit that you were wrong for retaliating the way you did." Tori stated seriously.

"Ok fine, I was, and I see that now. Can't we just move past this and call it even – be friends?"

"Friends?" Tori asked sharply.

"Ok, not friends. Frenemies, just like before." I elaborated painstakingly.

"I don't know, Jade. It's not that simple-"

"Yes it is that simple. I screw you, you screw me right back. It's what we do, Vega. It's the circle of life." I protested vehemently.

"That's from 'The Lion King'. And I'm pretty sure the lesson had nothing to do with 'screwing'." Tori pointed out.

"Fine, you're right. But our dynamic works best when we're at each other's throats, not when we're getting along."

"Maybe you're right. But I can't just let this whole thing slide. You used me, Jade." Tori declared frankly.

"What do you want me to do? I've apologised; I gave Robbie the freakin' spotlight!" I yelled in exasperation.

"Well…there is one more thing you can do to get me to forgive you…" She declared in a small voice.

Then Tori started grinning mischievously and my heart skipped a beat:

"I want Sinjin to hypnotise you. It's not fair that you get to have all the fun."

Is she kidding?

"No way," I muttered stubbornly.

"Sorry, Jade, but those are my terms. Take it or leave it." Tori proclaimed in a no-nonsense manner.

Boy, did she have me over a barrel.

And she knew it too.

Tori Vega, you are good…

"Ok."

"You are unbelievable. You hypnotise me, make me do all kinds of crazy things that almost get me kicked out of school and you have the nerve to – wait, what?" Tori demanded all in one breath, her eyebrow furrowed in bewilderment.

"Fine. I'll be your hypnotised slave for one week."

"Two weeks. It's only fair."

"1.5 weeks."

"3."

"…fine." I grumbled resentfully.

Tori beamed with pleasure and held out her hand to me.

"Shake on it?" she prompted.

With a deep sigh, I took her hand and gave it a manly shake.

Then I changed my mind at the last second and grabbed Tori's arm, pulling her closer and moved my lips forcefully against hers.

I saw her eyes open widely when I nipped her bottom lip, squealing in protest.

But soon, she closed her eyes and pressed herself even more against my chest as my hands wove their way around her shapely waist.

I'd been fantasising about Bad Tori's kiss for far too long and I couldn't resist pulling the same thing on Regular Tori after everything.

She pushed me away all too soon and I groaned in disappointment.

Tori trembled all over and her hands were shaking with repressed rage.

"What. The. Hell. Was. That?" she hissed in indignation.

"This is me making your life even more miserable." I answered cleverly before sauntering off, a big grin plastered onto my face.

Then Tori was trailing behind me, shouting and waving her hands in the air.

"Wait, what? Are you crazy, Jade? You can't just talk me down and kiss me out of the blue!" she spluttered angrily.

"Why not? You did it to me first," I returned, looking at her over my shoulder.

That stopped Tori dead in her tracks.

"What? I never – huh? When?"

"When you were busy being Bad Tori. Don't worry, I'm not gonna press charges, plus the videos are all up on the slap dot com for your viewing pleasure. But a word of advice: your technique needs a little work," I concluded snidely.

"Jade West, you take that back right now. There's absolutely nothing wrong with how I kiss – just ask any of my exes! Except for Danny, he's obviously biased! Jade, come back here.

Jade…

JADE!"

Author's Note: And...scene :D A big thank you to Invader Johnny - I hope this little present is the cherry on top of the icing for your birthday *hugs* Ok, I really need to get some shut-eye now. Thanks for reading, leave me lots of reviews, all you Jori fans :D Ciao!