Hello to all. Here is the next chapter of the story. By now, the poll of who should be Victoria in the trailer is closed and the winner is Victoria Justice. I am accepted ideas on who I should pick with the other characters. If any one has any ideas on Victoria's beast side, please let me know. I have already found some clips, but I need to find more. To asked babvfan's question, I was planning to make Victoria a beast like in the book for the story since I have already dropped hints about in the last two chapters. I do not own anything.

Chapter 7: The Beast

For a second, I was beautiful, popular, and happy. Now, I am monster, a beast. I looked like I was some sort of wolf. Not a werewolf, but something that was very close to it.

"I am letting everyone see not the beautiful Victoria, but the thing that is inside her, a beast." He said, only being a few feet away from me.

"TURN ME BACK NOW" I roared at Mark. "TURN ME BACK OR…."

"Or what?" Mark said, cutting me off. "Whatever you do, if it is hurt me, kill me, or even try to eat me, I will heal or come back alive. Also, it is not my decision to reverse the spell, it's yours."

Even though he said I couldn't possibly hurt him, I still could think of the chills of cutting him up or even killing him. I then snap out of this thought quickly.

This is can't be happening. This has to be a dream. Maybe, I am still asleep in the car. I must be dreaming.

"No, you're not dreaming." Mark said, correcting me again.

Will he stop listening to my thoughts?

"No." He said. "You know, I could just make you stay this way forever. But, one thing that you did tonight, made me think that you deserved another chance."

"What did I do?" I said, puzzled.

"A small act of kindness."

It took me second before it came to me. It was when I gave the rose to the artist. I didn't though it was a big deal. Heck, I didn't though it was kindness at all. I though it was just a better way to get rid of it.

Look in your purse." Mark continued.

I walked slowly to my dresser, grabbed my purse, and found the two petals from the rose.

"It's just two petals that felled off of the rose." I said, giving Mark a "big deal" look.

"No, it is a big deal. It gives you two years to find a boy to fall in love with you, despite the way you look, and you must love him in return. If you are able to do this before the two years are up, then the curse will be broken. And you will turn back into your beautiful self."

"And if I don't?" I asked.

"If you are unable to do this, then you'll remain a beast for the rest of your life."

"Oh yeah, Like someone is totally going to say 'I love you' to a furry beast." I said, sarcastically.

"Actually, in order to prove this love, it needs to be show with a kiss and the words 'I love you'".

"Great." I said, sarcastically again.

"Don't believe that anyone will love you as a monster like you are?"

"I don't believe that a boy will ever fall in love with a freak with fur."

"So, you believe it's hopeless?"

"I believe that you are a complete ass."

"Sticks and stones." He said with a smirk. "Remember, you have two years to find someone to love you or you'll be a beast forever. Good luck."

Wait-" I said, trying to stop him. However, once I shut my eyes for a brief moment and open them back up, he was gone.

I had to tell my dad. He might freak out about me having fur. For all I know, he might only love me since I was beautiful like him. However, he might be able to find a way out for me. He was on a short business trip. So a day and half, I had to make sure Daniel didn't see me and scream in Scottish. That was pretty easy to do since on Saturday afternoon, he ran some errands which gave me enough to get food and other things I needed to avoid him.

It was Sunday night when Dad came home. I was sitting in one of the chairs in the living room, wearing my mom's old black jacket and pants. They seem to fit like a glove on me now. I watched as Dad opened and closed the door. He then took off his coat, put down his suit case, and turned on one of the small lamps in the hall

"Hi, Dad," I said, trying to sound like the old me. Dad quickly turned my way after I finished speaking.

"Victoria," he said, a little surprised. "Don't do that. You surprised me." He then walked to the light switch.

"Dad, can I ask you a question?" I asked as he was only a few steps away from the switch.

"Sure."

"Why do you love me?" I asked, wanting to know the truth.

"What kind of question is that?" He said, sounding a little bit annoyed.

"Just answer it."

"Because you're my daughter." He said before taking two more steps toward the switch.

"Dad, don't turn on the light." I said, trying to stop him.

"Victoria, what's with you?" He said, sounding even more annoyed.

"Dad, please" I said before he took the last few steps to the switch. As he was about to turn on the lights, I immdently rushed to the switch, to stop him. However, while I rushed, I bumped into the mirror that was right next to the switch and broke it. Then the lights turned on.

"Victoria?" Dad said in totally shock. "No, it can't be."

"Dad" I softly said.

"It can't." He said, even more shock than a second ago.

"Dad, it is me. Please, you have to believe me." I said, completely scared and almost in tears.

He must have listened to my voice. "Victoria?"

I nod my head.

"B-b-but how?" He said confused.

"It was a wizard. He did this to me." I said before he grabbed my shoulder, about to cry.

"Don't worry, we going to fix this. We will fix this." He said as a few tears fell. In my mind, I was relieved. Dad was going to fix this and I would be back to normal….

I hoped.

So, I hoped everyone enjoyed this chapter. I still need ideas for who I should cast for the trailer. I also decide to pick Freddie Highmore for the male beauty. I picked him because I feel between him and Chase Crawford, Freddie looks more like the male beauty and is around the same age as Victoria Justice is. Like I said before, The Art of Getting By trailer also shows why I think he would be great. Bye.