Disclaimer: I still don't own Victorious.
What I Hate
2. People who say 'Fustrate'
It was a week later and Jade was walking to lunch, Tori following close behind.
"So, what are you doing after school?" Tori asked her.
"I dunno. Wanna grab a slice of pizza or something?" She responded, her tone conveying her boredom.
"Yeah, sure. That new place down the street?"
"Yeah." She nodded. "Hey, who's that kid?" She asked, nodding down the hall.
"New kid. He's from New Jersey." Tori told her.
"Oh." She said as they passed him.
"Yeah, I told her I liked her, and she says she doesn't know how she feels. God, she's so fustrating!" He complained.
"Oh, Dear God." Tori sighed as Jade stopped in her tracks and started backing up. "Jade, not again!" She groaned.
"Hey kid!" She said.
"Hi. Do I know you?" He asked. "'Cause I'd like to."
"Yeah, she's taken." Tori chimed in.
"Listen kid. The word is frustrated." Jade sighed.
"Right." He nodded. "That's what I said."
"No." She started.
"You said fustrated…" Tori sighed. "And by the way, I apologize for this…"
"What is fustrate? Do you mind giving me a definition? 'Cause I can give you a definition for frustrate. 'The thing the new kid from Jersey is doing
to me!'Seriously? Seriously? You don't hear other people walking around saying 'fustrate' so what's your excuse?" She ranted.
"Jade, he's got an accent." Tori whispered.
"Not good enough." She said, turning to Tori for a second. "Who's to say I don't have a California accent? I don't go around mispronouncing words do I? Hey kid," she turned around again. "Didja ever think that maybe this girl didn't like you because you don't have a good grasp on the English language? 'Cause that may be a reason." She grumbled, digging through her messenger bag. "'Fustrated,' what does that even mean?" She griped, pulling out her notebook, flipping it open to a bookmarked page and scribbling angrily. "Let's go Tori." She grumbled, walking away.
"I'm sorry. She's just really-"
"Tori!" Jade yelled, halfway down the hall.
"Sorry!" She repeated as she ran off to catch her Goth companion. "Jerk." Tori mumbled.
"He is so going on my blog."