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Tori's Bedroom, Tuesday Evening
Tori's POV:
I don't even want to recap what happened today, but I will anyway. This morning when I walked in, I was immediately harassed by all of the obnoxious and preppy girls who think they are good singers, but they aren't. When I went to Sikowitz's class I was still ignored, hated, and rejected, but not as badly. This time Beck, Cat, Robbie, and André all stood up for me, which helped but not as much. I was still super appreciative of all their love and support because I would probably be back to the janitor's closet crying again if it wasn't for them.
My Slap page was still being infested with derogatory comments about what a tramp I am and how ashamed I should be of myself. Some people suggested I killed myself or even for me to leave Hollywood Arts, which made me very depressed, but I stayed as strong as I could.
How would everyone react when they found out that I wasn't pregnant? I thought sadly. Would they be angry with me or possible regret what they said earlier, but then I thought of myself. I thought of how I would feel if someone else is Hollywood Arts was pregnant and I didn't know them. I would probably have the same reaction because we as humans always want something to gossip and hate on.
Look at Rebecca Black, I thought. She didn't do anything wrong and she's hated. It's human nature.
People were even being cruel to my non-existent baby. They were making up names that I could call it, like Snooki. Practically, this baby and I were hated the same way and this baby isn't even legit!
It hurt me not to tell anyone, but I kept my promise and I had to stay committed and that's what I did.
Sikowitz's Class, Wednesday Morning
Jade's POV:
Nonchalantly, I marched into Sikowitz's room on Wednesday morning. I stopped dead in my tracks as I saw what was happening. There were about eight students in the room, but the only ones I was focused on were Tori and Beck. Beck and I just began dating again and for the first day, we had a long conversation and everything went well. After Tuesday, everything starting going downhill again and I plan to take action of it.
Ever since Tori Vega revealed her secret, it has had the opposite effect on Beck. Instead, he lusted more over Tori and tried to support her as much as possible. My mind was going in several different directions. What I was looking at now was sick and made me want to vomit my guts out.
Tori's head was lying on Beck's shoulder casually as his arm was draped around her shoulders. He was stroking her head and she seemed happy from where I was standing. I considered cutting in, like I normally would, and then I did.
"Vega? I don't give that you're pregnant, but get the heck away from my boyfriend," I paused. "Are we clear?"
Then, Beck cut in, "Don't talk to her like that Jade."
"Excuse me, Beck do you want to break up again?" I asked sharply.
"If you're going to keep treating Tori like this, then yes."
I almost exploded, "You're defending that tramp?"
"Don't call her a tramp! She made one mistake," Beck yelled at me.
"One life changing mistake? Do you see how many people hate her? Out of the eight people in this room, only one doesn't despise her and it's you!" I screamed back at him angrily.
"So we're breaking up again?" I asked plainly, yet violently.
"Yes," he told me as he closed his eyes.
"Fine, you can take me back when you stop defending her and you agree that she's a tramp," I sharply snapped.
"That will never happen," he mumbled.
"I will tell you 'I told you so' eventually and that's when you take me back, when you realize that you're wrong," I told him loudly as the onlookers gasped.
A bunch of other students flooded into the room, but it just felt like it was Beck and I in a cage match. The rest of my 'friends' walked into the room and Sikowitz burst out the door, while he began to speak, "Take a seat young scholars."
I continued to stand and popped my gum as I stared at him before he said, "Jade, won't you take a seat?"
"Nope," I responded sharply, "I'm leaving now."
I don't like this school, these people, or Tori Vega. I will make her hated by everyone, especially Beck, I thought viciously.
Tech/Camera Room, Wednesday Night
Dale's POV:
"So you phoned the guy?" I asked him as I slurped my Wendy's frosty.
"I phoned the guy!" my associative Patrick exclaimed as he held up his Pear Phone.
"What guy?" my other associative Joel asked as he walked in.
I turned my spiny chair towards him and responded, "You know the Tori Vega project?"
"That's the only thing we've been working on for the past two weeks, so yes," he responded.
"Okay, so she made up a story of how she got pregnant and said she hasn't seen the guy since," I told him slowly.
"Okay," he said pushing on.
"Well, that teacher Sikowitz knows Tori well and we found out all of her past loves and there is one in specific that I'm going to use as the father of her baby."
"Really? You'd stoop that low?" he asked shocked.
"Yes, I would. In real life, I did research-" I started before I got cut off.
"You, Dale Squires, did research?" she laughed.
"Shut up!" I paused, "as I was saying, the research I did said that there is a fifty-fifty chance that you will find the father of the pregnancy, so being realistic, I am going to bring the 'father' into the picture."
"Interesting twist. I like it," Joel chuckled.
"So who'd you pick as the father?" Patrick asked with his hands behind his head.
"Some guy named Danny," I told them casually as I leaned back in my chair.
