Tori's POV: Freshmen year

Disclaimer: I don't victorious

"Wake up Tori!" Mom said with her annoying voice that I haven't heard since the last day of school.

"I'm still asleep." I murmured as I snuggled on my blankets. I heard my mom sigh.

"Beck already left for school Tori." At the mention of my best friend's name, I immediately sat up.

"He didn't wait for me?" I asked, feeling a little bit hurt. Well this is the first time Beck left me.

"He wanted to but I said no because he will also be late. Now go, you have exactly 20 minutes to prepare." Mom said before she went out of my room.

I internally groaned and went to the bathroom. I wonder why Beck and I are friends, we are complete opposites, he was an early riser, and I'm not, he's popular and well, I'm not.

After I was done, my mom handed me a sandwich and told me to eat in the car. I did what I was told to do and in a matter of minutes, I am now in school.

I bid goodbye to my mom and while I entered the gates of the school, there was something in my stomach and it was telling me that this day won't go very well.

When I was about to go into one of the doors, the devil herself, Jade West cornered me. "You're that Vega kid that Beck Oliver hangs out with, right?" I nodded. "I feel bad for Beck." She said with her bottom lip sticking out, which almost looks like she was pouting.

I couldn't help but narrow my eyes as she continues to speak. "I mean, why would Beck hang out with you? Beck is hot, and you're you." She gestured to my baggy clothes. "Maybe Beck is a nerd too! But he is just pretending huh? Or maybe you two share things in bed!" I couldn't believe that came out from a freshman's mouth!

I turn to give her my most deathly glare, not only she insulted us but basically called both Beck and me a whore! Without any notice, my hand balled into a fist and it came flying towards her nose, but not strong enough to draw blood.

"Oh my gosh!" She covers her nose with a handkerchief and I rolled my eyes at how pitchy her voice was. "You broke my nose!" Bad thing though, she yelled so loud that grabbed a teacher's attention.

We went to the infirmary, with Jade whining every step of the way. I wanted to tell her shut the hell up but I now that will not work well because a teacher is with us. Once we got there, the nurse checked her nose and informed her it wasn't broken. I breathe out a sigh of relief, but I guess it was too early for that.

"Tori Vega, detention after class" The teacher said to me and I could see Jade smirking at me.

I just huffed and went outside.

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It is my free period and I spotted Beck sitting in the bleachers with the senior jocks and cheerleaders. At the sight of him, my mouth twitched into a smile.

"Hi Beck!" I called out, causing all of them to turn and look at me. The jocks' and cheerleaders' eyes narrowed at the sight of me. Did I do something wrong?

"Ewww, get away from here! I might catch your germs!" A cheerleader with a high and pitchy voice stated. I looked at her and noticed her fake tan, hair extensions and her caked face make up. Didn't I have enough of Jade and now I needed to face a fake clown?

"Just get lost nerd. No one wants you here." Another jock sneered at me, all of them laugh, all of them except Beck.

I runaway, not because of the insults, but because Beck didn't even tried to stop them from insulting his 'best friend', instead, he just sat there, like he didn't even know me.

That's a big OUCH.

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It was already lunch time, I didn't saw Beck in any of my class, maybe because where not classmates. I saw Beck on the popular table, chatting like they were the best of friends. I made my way over there, only to be shove a multiple times in the process.

I tapped Beck's shoulder and all of them groaned. Beck turned to look at me and his face scrunched up in disgust. Am I disgusting for him?

"Come on Beck, let's go to our table." I gestured the table faraway from everyone and beside the dump. I yanked his arm, but he yanked it back. A pang of hurt floated through me.

"I don't wanna." He said stubbornly. Every word had my heart shattering through pieces. "This is my table now, and these people here are my friends." He gestured to their table, which is of course, at the center of the cafeteria.

I removed my glasses, letting my eyes show. I heard some cheerleader grunt, but I paid no attention. "Look at me." I noticed him gulp before looking straight into my eyes. "Look at me straight into the eyes and tell me that you don't want to be my friend anymore." My face softened, begging him to change his mind. "Tell me you'd rather hang around with jocks and cheerleaders rather than a geek like me. Tell me you'd stop being my best friend and exchange our friendship for popularity."

The crowd was looking at us, telling me that it was a lame move to use my lame eyes against Beck, but I paid no attention as I bore my eyes into Beck's eyes. I noticed a flash of hurt but it was gone before I knew it.

"I don't want to be your friend." His voice was harsher and with every word, I could feel my heart being ripped out from my chest. I know my face look so vulnerable and I managed to hold a teardrop from escaping. "I only befriended you because our parents are friends." I wish this is just a dream, but no, reality is fucked up sometimes. "I never wanted to be friends with you. Did you know how long it took for me to get rid of you? Only to find out that the start of the freshman year is the day to do that."

That's it, the pain is too much to take in.

I put my glasses back and murmured in a soft voice, only he and I can hear. "Bye Beck" I let a tear escape and turned around.

People were laughing at my expense. Did they find this entertaining? Getting rejected by your best friend and knowing all those years of friendship didn't mean anything?

Well I don't.

I rushed outside and felt the whole cold breeze engulf me. I sat on the grass and my vision started to blur. Hot tears where streaming down my face, and I let it all out.

The pain, the humiliation, the hatred present in his eyes, I tried to erased all that from my mind, but it didn't work.

I wiped the tears after a few minutes of crying.

At least, we were once best friends.

AN.

Hate Beck? Up next is Beck's POV: freshman year