Disclaimer: I do not own Victorious.
Author's Note: Okay, so the last chapter's ending was pretty confusing. Tori managed to survive (thankfully). Sorry for the confusion. xD Anywho, this idea's been revolving in my mind for some time now, so…
Who here is in love with A Walk to Remember? Just thought I should ask. I watched it again last night and cried. Shane West (Landon Carter) is now a small-screen actor in the awesomesauce TV Show Nikita. When I first saw him on Nikita, I was all 'this guy looks familiar', and when I re-watched A Walk to Remember, I was dumbstuck. This paragraph is completely unrelated to the update. My bad.
ON WITH THE UPDATE.
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"Hey, so, how'd it go?"
Jade turns around in the desk chair and looks up at me, my binder in her hands. I pluck it from her hands and put it in a drawer before arcing an eyebrow at her.
"What are you doing here?" I sit on the edge of the bed and wait for her reply.
"Well, I was bored, and André sent me a copy of your song and texted me about the whole 'Trina selling it for profit in false hopes that she has any talent whatsoever' bit so I thought I'd come check it out. Besides, my dad's home and I do not want to face him." She turns her back to me but catches my gaze through the mirror.
"The producers liked it. Unfortunately, Beyoncé called and said she wanted to do it, so they left us in the dark. Literally." I pout at the memory, thoroughly wazzed that they even turned off the lights on us. Jerks.
"I see." Jade's silent for several moments, her eyes clouded with thought. I open my laptop and wait for her reply. I open my mouth, ready to call her out, but then her eyes are on me with a wide smile on her face.
"Jade, what's going on?" She walks over and sits down beside me, her smile suddenly smug.
"I just imagined Beyoncé singing your song." She crosses her arms and lets out a scoff. "She sounds like a duck being mangled by a rabid dog and—"
"Very vivid," I comment, logging on to The Slap and checking my notifications. "So. There. You found out now. What else do you want?"
"Your heart," Jade says seriously, and I turn around to look her straight in the eyes, blood rushing to my cheeks. "Also your intestines, your stomach, your brain, your lungs, anything but your kidney and ovaries."
I burst into laughter, partially because I have to admit, it's pretty funny, and partially because of my own nervousness, you know, before she added the other internal organs.
"Why not my kidneys and ovaries?" I ask.
"Ew, Tori, that's gross." She smirks.
"Right, and my other internal organs aren't. That makes perfect sense, West." I push her lightly, hoping that she wouldn't gnaw my arm off for it. She doesn't, thank God!
"Hey, so, I was rummaging through your DVD rack downstairs—"
"You really love looking through other people's stuff, don't you?" She reaches down to her backpack (how did I not notice that before?) and pulls out two DVD cases.
"The Walking Dead, seasons one and two. Whoever bought this has great taste."
"My dad got it."
"All hail your dad. Come on. Quit messing around on the Slap and let's watch it." She quickly dashes over to the TV set, setting it up, and I put the laptop on the bedside table, leaning back on the pillows.
"Jade, what are you doing?"
"What do you think I'm doing, Vega? I'm setting up the CD, or are you horribly blind now?"
"No, I mean, this." I frown. "You're acting awfully nice to me today."
"Oh, so you'd rather I act mean around you?" Jade shakes her heads and snickers. "Didn't think so."
"Seriously, Jade. Why?" I put on a straight face. "You're not gonna kill me, are you?"
"Well…" Jade winks at me, then laughs and sits back down beside me. I flinch away. "I was kidding, Vega. Sheesh. You gotta—"
We both stop when the lights suddenly go out, plunging us both into the darkness. I pull my PearPhone out of my pocket, but suddenly Jade's elbow bumps into mine, causing me to drop it onto the ground.
"Ow, Jade!"
"My bad. Here, let me get my phone." The bed squeaks as she gets up and I just shake my head and lean down, reaching for my phone, when suddenly a hand from underneath my bed takes hold of mine. I let out a loud scream, yanking my arm away in horror.
"Holy chiz. Holy chiz! Jade—" I turn around, but Jade's not there. I squint my eyes, trying to see through the darkness, but there's no one but me. I jump in my seat when my phone suddenly starts to go off, and, with my heart racing a marathon, I quickly snatch it up, hoping that the hand won't show up again. I look at the screen and answer the phone immediately.
"Jade, where the chiz are you? You said you were just gonna take your phone but now you're gone and—"
"What the fuck are you talking about, Vega? I'm at Jet Brew with all the others, calling you to tell you to get your ass here!"
"Oh my—" The bed suddenly jolts upwards, eliciting another scream from my throat.
"Vega, what the hell?! You just destroyed my eardrums!"
"Jade, something's going on in my room, pleasepleaseplease help me, I'm begging you, Jade!" The bed shifts again, and I cling onto the headboard in fear.
"What's going on, Vega?! Vega—hello?—Vega—" The line breaks and I let out a frustrated groan, followed by another shriek as the bed nearly takes off underneath me. I gingerly step down onto the rug, but then two hands grab both my ankles and start to pull me. I scream at the top of my lungs, trying to get away. When I do, I head straight for the door, trying to open it, but it wouldn't budge.
"Oh no, oh no, oh no, this is why I hate horror movies," I hiss, feeling my eyes sting with tears. I hear a shuffling sound, and I turn around to see something crawling out from underneath the bed. "No no no no no, don't come any closer, please!"
But the thing continues to crawl my way, its hair covering its face and its hands messy and smeared with blood. "Tori Vega…"
I let out a shriek, closing my eyes as the tears start to spill out. A hand grabs my wrist, lightly tugging at me, and then I hear uncontrollable laughter. I look up to see the lights turned on, Jade snickering over in laughter, and André and Beck peeking out from underneath the bed, trying not to cackle as well but obviously failing.
"What the—"
"We totally got you, Vega. You should've seen your face." Jade kneels down, still laughing her head off.
"Wow. I never expected you to be that scared—oh wait, I was," André adds as both he and Beck stand up.
"How could you guys!" I cross my arms and grimace at them. "You scared the living daylight—"
I let out another scream when the door behind me opens and I fall down on my back. Cat and Robbie bend over to look at me, amused smiles on their faces.
"Vega, that was kind of the point. To scare you." Jade helps me sit up.
"It wasn't funny."
"It was for us," Robbie comments with a goofy grin.
"Chill out, Vega. We all had to go through it at some point. Think of it as a sort of initation." Jade gives me a smug look. "Trust me, your reaction isn't the worst. You should've seen Robbie's."
"Yeah," both André and Beck pipe up.
"Let me guess, you screamed the least?" I offer to Jade.
"Nope. I was armed with a scissor, but I was a little bit scared. Cat here, on the other hand, offered me, I was the ghost when she was victimized, to join her freaking tea party." She shrugs. "André freaked out, like you, and Beck, well—let's say I didn't talk to him for a week and a half because of a bump on my forehead."
"What did you throw at her?"
"Hey, in my defense, I didn't know it was her." He runs a hand through his hair. "And I might've thrown my script at her."
"The call. Jade, how come I didn't hear you talking when you called?" I ask, turning back to the Goth.
"A soundproof room has its downsides." Jade turns to Cat and I follow her gaze, watching as the redhead pulls out Jade's phone and a recorder. "See, Vega, you're so predictable that you were talking to a voice recording and I knew exactly what you were gonna say."
"Remember when we were on our way home and we made our separate ways and Trina held you back?" André lets out a chuckle. "That's when we made our move and hid underneath your bed. You had no idea."
I shake my head and groan. "I think I'm traumatized for life."
"Aww, you poor baby," Jade teases before leaning in and kissing me on the forehead. "Get over it. Now come on, let's start this Walking Dead marathon."
We all head over to my bed, Jade pulling out bags of junk food and licorice from her knapsack and passing it on.
"I knew you were somehow up to something," I whisper to Jade.
"Yeah, and yet you were on the verge of tears when we pranked you. Be thankful that I didn't take pictures. All of them have their shocked faces floating on the internet for everyone to see and laugh about except you." The sides of her lips curl up in a smile.
"I really don't know what to say that," I murmur.
" 'Thank you' would be nice."
"Thank you."
"You're ever so welcome," she responds, her turquoise eyes gleaming with smugness. "That's how you talk, you know."
"No, I don't. I sound nothing like that," I defend quietly.
"Yes, you do. Now shut up. The show's starting." Jade moves closer and places her head on my shoulder, and I relax, my eyes on the TV.
"Wait, isn't this that zombie show that's full of gore?"
Everybody shushes me, and Jade sniggers.
"Jade, hand me a pillow to hide behind," I tell her, but she doesn't budge.
"Oh, relax, you big baby. You can handle this."
I end up hiding behind her hair instead.
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Unsure of this update, but hey, it's seasonal! Sort of. Belated Happy Halloween! I'd ask for candies, but reviews are much better, so you know what to do! Love you guys! :)