Alright, guys. I am so disappointed in you all. I barely got any reviews for the last chapter. Please review some more. I'm not actually mad, since I may start getting more reviews later because this story is going to start becoming more Bori. So, this involves a party. Guess who's invited? Find out as you read!

Also, I don't know what's wrong with the website but I have 67 reviews before the posting of this chapter. I COUNTED because I felt like I had much more than what the internet was showing. Yeah, not 44, 67! YAY! So, onto the story!

Disclaimer: I do not own Victorious.

Sunday night

"Tori, I want to do something for you." Andre is trying to get Tori out of her anger mood with him because of their continuous arguments. Of course, Andre's suspicious haven't vanished completely but he seriously despises the days Tori doesn't talk to him.

"Like what? Argue more with me." She's angry, alright. But, he doesn't like that. He tries to think of something that would impress her, make her talk to him again. And then it clicks!

"I want to host a party."

"What?" She's so confused. His leg is just getting better and she knows he's not big into parties since the dumb panda at their last one. But, that's a whole different story.

"Let's host a party. Like a super awesome one, with a lot of people and everything."

She's getting a little more excited. Tori Vega has always loved parties with a passion. Dancing and singing were two things she absolutely adored. People had told her she was an awesome singer but she always thought of it as a hobby. But, Tori doesn't want to express her excitement. That would be too easy for Andre.

"And what would the reason be for a party out of the blue?" She crosses her arms across her chest and frowns at him. People say frowns can actually never happen, but Tori is such an actress. She truly pulls off the frown, though, her lips turning downwards at the corners. It looks like she's so angry, Andre's about to burst.

"For the celebration of our wonderful relationship, Tor. I would love to host a party for you."

"Really?" She thinks that maybe frowning and being mad will get things from Andre. She should definitely try it more often.

"Yes, really!" After an awkward pause, he continues with a bright smile on his face, "so, you forgive me now?"

She looks at him eyebrows scrunched up and pouting lips.

"Please," he begs. She simply shakes her head and he jumps onto her – not literally – and starts to tickle her.

"F-fine! Al-alright! Andre!" She's squirming under his strong grip. He knows he has her back now. He finally stops and smiles.

"I can never be mad at you." Tori says, her lips curving into a smile. They lean forward, Andre's hand cupping her face, for a small kiss…

But, he's surprised when she pulls him in for a deeper one, tangling her hands in his dread locks.

Tori and Andre have made up, right?

The next day at work

"Good morning, Beck."

"Yeah, yeah. We have a lot of work today, Tori. Sit." She stares at him, not surprised at his attitude, but disgusted by his greeting. She's looking at him, and he instantly gets impatient.

"Yeah, I know I'm super hot," he starts off with his signature smile, "but, don't fantasize. Come sit, so we can get to work."

"Get over yourself, Beckett," she says using his full name on purpose to annoy him.

"Oh, Victoria, seems like you woke up on the wrong side of your bed." He can say anything to her; it seems easy to mess with her. She's usually never hurt by what he says, just annoyed and he knows it. It's been almost a month and she's settled in pretty well with his hurtful, cocky comments like the one he just said. They can make fun of each other with ease. Usually, girls try to fix their words as they talk to him, but Tori's not like that. He can see that she's different and for the first time, he can't help but notice that he doesn't mind her talking back to him.

"I do not want to get into an argument with you. I'm seriously not having the best morning."

"Did your fiancée break up with you, Tori?" He smirks as he says the sentence hoping to catch her off guard just as he likes to do.

"Why do you say that to me?" she half screams. He doesn't think she would react that badly so he comes up with the stupidest sentence as a reply.

"Chill, Tori. And go get me a coffee." She huffs out a deep breath and walks over to the coffee maker. She's still a little hung up on her fight with Andre so she reacted badly to what Beck said.

Oh chizz, she almost forgot she had to invite Beck to the party. Two reasons: he was her boss, and it was courteous to invite him to her party.

She invites him to the party, happy that he says he'll come but only to see what idiot is hosting a party for her. She smiles sarcastically back at him and goes to do the work he told her to.

At the party

"Thank you for coming Beck." She greeted him at the "party house" they booked for the day. He smiled, walking in, as someone came up behind her.

"Hey, Tori. You kind of have to go take care of the food over there." he said to her completely missing out on the fact that Beck Oliver is standing at the door.

"Alright, babe. Beck, this is Andre, my fiancé," she says, putting an emphasis on the word to startle him. He just smiles back, so she continues, "And Andre, this is Beck Oliver, my boss and, of course, the very famous movie actor. Come in, Beck…and Andre, I'll go look at the food."

Andre didn't seem to like Beck very much which was a first to him. He could notice the jealousy in his tone when they casually said "hi" or talked for a while. Why the jealousy came about, Beck couldn't understand.

Beck didn't really want to come at first; it wasn't a celebrity party or a very rich one like he was used to. But something about Tori asking him made him want to come to the party just for her. So, he came but he decided he could only stay for a while. Maybe an hour or so.

At first, people filed over to him for autographs, pictures, and so much more. He happily took some requests while everyone asked what he was doing here. It just got overwhelming for him. So, he decided to leave a little early. Half an hour passed. Forty-five minutes passed. He waited for a while until the photographs were over with his fans. He soon decided to tell Tori that he was leaving since it wouldn't be right to just leave. The atmosphere became crowded, but he noticed Tori in the corner with some punch in her hands. He casually walked up to her starting to say good-bye.

"Hey, Tori."

"Oh, Beck," she said as she turned around, her purple dress shining in the light. Now, that he looked at her, he couldn't help but take a glance at her from top to bottom taking in how pretty she looked. High heels giving her an edge with her midnight purple dress that reached just above her knees. Her hair was curled lying just below her shoulders. She seemed to notice the sudden silence between them and spoke again.

"Beck? What's up? Did you need something?" As she completed her sentence, the punch in her hand spilled all over the floor and seeped underneath her shoes causing her to slip. She would have fallen unless…

Beck grabbed her waist and held her up while looking into her eyes.

"Watch out," he said softly.

And not a second later they were engulfed by flashes and sounds of people speaking around them.

Video cameras

Microphones

High definition cameras

It could only be one thing…..the paparazzi.

Oh my god! What will the paparazzi do? Remember to review and we'll see if I can get in the update by tomorrow. Do you guys think I'm doing a pretty good job with the length of the chapters? Not too bad right? I just finished writing this chapter and I immediately put it up for you guys. It was late, though. I know. ):

Keep reading and reviewing. See you tomorrow…hopefully/probably. I will honestly try my best to get another chapter in.