Title: I Was Born A Talented Latina…
Author: Jonathan
Rating: T
Chapter: Four
Category: Robbie/Tori
Spoilers: Post 'How Trina Got In.'
Summary: Another typical Tuesday has occurred, see how 'Tori' deals with the new situation.
Disclaimer: Victorious is owned by Dan Schneider, Danwarp, Nick, Viacom

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My mind was blank at that moment. The only thing that I could think about was that Tori kissed me. She kissed me, and it was something that I never thought she would ever do. As I look at her a moment later, my eyes widened. And at that moment, I stopped walking. I just stood there, looking at Tori as she tried to bring us back to class.

She turned back to me, "Robbie… c'mon… we got Sikowitz."

I shook my head. "You kissed me."

"Well, yeah…" She told me. Her brown pools staring back at me. "I was there."

I stepped back. "But you kissed me… You."

"Ok…" Tori said, not getting what was bugging me. She approached me, "I guess I can get what's got you wigged, but Robbie, c'mon. It's a kiss. I had to get you to stop spazzing about Andre."

The word 'spaz' even made me take another step back. "The only thing I'm 'spazzing' about is this 'thing' between us." My arms going back and forth between us. "I am not 'spazzing' about Andre, and I'm not 'spazzing' about tonight…" I shook my head, "But you kissed me. You. Not Cat. Not Trina. Not Jade. You."

"Ok…" She said, her voice still slow.

"People like you don't kiss people like me." I reasoned. "We aren't in the same league."

Her eyes widened, "League?" She shook her head, "Robbie? What are you talking about?"

I reasoned with her, "Have you looked at yourself lately?"

Tori couldn't help but smirk, "Robbie, I am looking at myself."

She was right. Tori Vega was looking at herself.

"Do you get what I'm saying finally?" I asked, trying to get her to finally understand what I was insinuating. "Look at you, and then look at me. Guys like me don't get a chance to kiss a girl like you."

"Robbie." Tori attempted. Still not grasping the 'freak-out' apparently. "What are you saying?"

"I'm saying girls like you will never kiss a nerd like me." I approached her. "I'm saying a girl like you won't kiss me without having an alternative motive. I'm saying you're using 'the kiss' to get me back in there and kiss Andre." I wiped my hands down my face, still not believing what happened. "You decided to use your feminity against me and drive me to go kiss Andre!"

And even before Tori could say anything, I turned the corner and ran down the hall moving further and further away from Tori Vega. I swear, this has got to be the strangest day in the history of my life here at Hollywood Arts.

I still didn't stop running until I reached the doors that led to my school. Opening the door, I close it and find my way to the steps that lead up to the building. And as soon as I do, I finally slump down upon the stairs.

God!

Did she get what I was going through?

Did she not just realize what she did?

God, Tori!

How could you do that?

I let out a breath as I look at the sight in front of me. The bright sun bathing over the warm spring grass. A cool gentle breeze blew through the air as I tried to let my inner thoughts finally start to calm down. But no matter what I tried to do, I couldn't stop thinking about what just happened. Tori kissed me. She took her lips and placed them on mine. Her smooth thin lips, her tender lips, her soft lips, her…

And then my eyes widened.

My lips kissed me. My 'Robbie Shapiro' lips kissed me.

Oh God!

Can this be ANY more frustrating!

God!

I ran my hands down my face again, but this time decided to hold them beneath my hands, grasping any darkness that was in front of my eyes. The only thing I was seeing was the tiny specs of color that dance in front of my eyes whenever I'm surrounded by darkness.

What am I supposed to do?

Dammit.

This is so infuriating!

"Tori, what are you doing out here?"

When I didn't answer, I heard the sudden voice again.

"Tori?"

Finally letting down my hands from my face, I look into the eyes of a person I didn't think I would ever run into again. Especially when this person was a creep. A creep to Tori no less either. I let out a breath slowly…

"Oh… hi… Ryder."

Ryder Daniels looked at me with that stupid grin on his face. I so cannot believe I tried to make over myself trying to be more like him and get the courage to ask girls out. I really wanted to slap him one, but I knew I shouldn't do anything that would alter the 'Tori Vega' reputation. Damn me not want to hurt this guy.

"Hi, Tori." He smiled at me and sat beside me. "What are you doing out here?"

I shrugged, "Just needed to get some air." Which was true. "I needed a moment to myself."

"Oh…" He reasoned. "Ok." He smiled. "It's actually a good thing I ran into you."

"Really?" I asked, already feeling the slight annoyance.

"Yeah…" He told me. "Look, I know I'm not the best guy you want to talk to right now."

I sneered, "Try ever."

"Yeah…" He reasoned, his voice low. "I want to say I'm sorry."

"Ok, you're sorry. You can go now." I tell him, my voice stern.

He let out a sigh. "Tori… I'm sorry. I was hoping you can give me another chance."

I gave him stern look. "You want me… to give you another chance?"

"Yeah." Ryder answered. "I was in a bad place. And I've been in a very bad place for a while. And to make me feel better, I would date girls, get them to help me, and then dump them. It was a pattern that I created a while ago that just seemed to flow."

"Look, if you want to flow, then flow away from me." I answered. "I'm not interested in another chance."

His brow lowered, "I get it. You don't like me. And I get that you don't want ti o be seen with me."

I nodded. "Right. I don't." I got to my feet and went for the door.

"Tori, I'm trying to say I'm sorry." He told me as he got to his feet. "And if you don't want to listen to me, I get it. But just give me a chance."

"I'm not into any chances." I reasoned as I turned back to him. "So can you just please leave me alone."

"Tori, I'll buy you on the auction tonight if you won't talk to me." He assured. "I got enough money to make you have to spend time with me."

I groaned when I heard him say that, "Ryder… what do you want?"

"I just want to talk." He repeated. "I was a jerk back then. I never should've used you like that. I never should've used any of the girls that I used to date like that." He took a step closer. "And I would like it if you gave me another chance. You can even try those spicy tuna balls again."

"Look, Ryder." I told him, my anger finally deflating. "I'm not really into giving you another date right now. You…"

Ryder interrupted me and grabbed hold of my hand. He approached me and took his other hand, grasping my cheek. "Ryder…? Wh…h…at…?..."

Before I could even muster another syllable, Ryder slipped his lips me, kissing my lips. My eyes widened and pulled away from him. I glared at him, and balled my hand into a fist and punched him across the cheek. "Get the fuck away from me!"

I then opened the door and closed the doors behind me, leaving Ryder Daniels by himself.

I so did not need that to happen.

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YAY! THIS STORY IS NOT DEAD!

Oh, and to anyone interested, I've been talking to Maybewolf. And we're going to come out with a fic together. So be on the lookout for that! Coming to a computer screen near you, a fic combing the minds of the two of us.

I hope you liked the new chapter.