A/N Wow, it's been a while, sorry! I've been focussing on reading rather than writing lately which I am sorry for. But here we are, on the edge of drama haha. I'm doing the best I can, but please criticize me in the reviews, it helps! Or praise if you feel like it. Or fave/follow. Whatevs.
Disclaimer: I don't own Victorious or any of the music in this fic
Tori Beats With Brenda
The window slammed like a shot through the heart. I overcame the urge to collapse on the ground right there and then, instead managing to make it to my car and drive home, where I flopped on the couch and buried my face deep into a pillow, a small groan escaping my lips as I recalled the singing assignment that awaited me at school tomorrow. Unfortunately I had put my love life before my school work and now it seemed that neither were going to work out.
I pulled out my pear phone, reluctantly surfing the web in search of a song to sing tomorrow. My attempts at finding an upbeat song to sing, to show André that I'm fine, I don't him to feel bad. But eventually (and somewhat inevitably) I ended up sobbing in time to Brenda Lee's beat.
Slowly, I worked on my arrangement on the piano in our living room, thankful that my parents were away and Trina was at a party (which she invited herself to) so that I could work all night. I didn't sleep a wink, though I doubted that after what happened today would have anyway.
Once I finally worked out how to get the lyrics past the lump in my throat and guide my fingers over the piano keys through the blur of my tears, I knew I was ready and couldn't put it off anymore. I grabbed a piece of paper, and began to write.