Disclaimer= I do not own Victorious.

It had finally come to that day. The prom had been slated for 7pm on Saturday evening, but per the customs for proms all over, the day got started several hours beforehand, with everyone doing some last minute touch ups, altering, etc.

Once all that had been done, everyone met up at Tori's house to take the usual before prom pictures by the stairs and individual ones. Tori's mom would serve as the picture taker.

"You all look stunning!"

"Thanks mom"

"Thanks Ms. Vega." Speaking of which, Cat once again asked Trina who her date was and why he was not here to take photos with her.

"My date and I already took our pictures early this morning. He had to go set up prom stuff, which is why he wanted to do the entire picture taking early. It was fine with me."

"Kay kay." Trina said that she would still take group pictures with the girls. They took several of them, including some funny poses and the sister picture. The guys took pictures with each other too, complete with their funny poses. After half an hour of taking pictures, they talked to each other for a bit, wondering what they were going to do next.

"Well we got four hours until prom is happening, what should we do?"

"You ladies could unchange and then rechange when it is time to go…"

"Forget it," Jade said with the usual fire. She complained that it took too long to get ready, talking about how it would take at least an hour to undo her hair and two hours to redo it again.

"Well I don't want to just do nothing,"

"We could take shots…" That drew glances from everyone to Beck, who simply threw his arms up in desperation. Mother Vega had already left with her husband somewhere, and the house was left all alone to the 7. Beck went to the kitchen, opened up the cabinet and pulled a bottle of vodka and 7 glasses. The vodka was clear as day, the kind that was the strongest kind of vodka. Everyone was hesitant at first, but Beck had already started to pour shots for everyone.

"Two shots of this stuff will not ruin your night. We'll play truth and dare after we drink, how's that sound?" They all nodded in agreement. Everyone was in the kitchen with their shot glasses in the air, ready to drink a shot of vodka.

"Wait a minute; nobody is going to toast someone or something?" Robbie raised his hand, which drew laughter from everyone. Beck told him that he did not need to raise his hand to speak, but told to say what he need to say nevertheless.

"First of all, I want to give a toast to Hollywood Arts for giving us a prom, about damn time!" By the time he had finished saying that, everyone had taken a shot. It was medium proof vodka with sweetener added to dilute the alcohol.

"I was going to give a few more toasts, hold your fire everyone. Alright, my next toast goes to Sikowitz for being the most influential teacher I've ever had. I want to toast all of my friends for, well, being my friends. I never had any friends before any of you, and I'm glad you all are my friends…"

"Robbie, are you drunk man, you are repeating your words."

"Yeah, are you drunk? I found this bottle tampered with. Someone apparently had been drinking a little before we came here. Did you drink a little bit Robbie?" Robbie felt cornered, and knew there was no other way around it- he fesses up, expecting everyone to talk down on him. Cat walked next to him and gave him a long hug. Robbie hugged her too for a long time as well. The fluff getting wary, Jade asked if they were done.

"Any more toasts to make Robbie?"

"Nope,"

"One more shot then guys come on." Everyone took one last shot, and then Beck put the bottle of vodka away. He explained that the reason that everyone took two shots is because that is the usual amount that is taken to ensure that nerves are lessened. Whoever goes to prom for the first time will experience nervousness. Beck understood this, having done his research, hence insisting on everyone taking shots of vodka.

"How nervous are we all now?" They all mumbled not very much, giving Beck a satisfactory smile. They all headed to the couch to watch some television. Everyone stumbled to the couch with a minor buzz in their system, laughing and giggling all the same. The couples sat next to each other, Trina sat in a beanbag just behind everyone, leaving a spot open for two others.

"Aren't you going to sit down Tori and Andre?" Awkwardness never ceased to escape these two, as they failed to make a logical reason not to. They took several seconds to sit down next to each other, as far from an intimate space as they could. Tori had spoken to Andre when he came to her house for pictures, but that was it- only greetings and no mention of what she wanted to hear from his mouth. She told herself that she had to go through with it, that she accepted not being Andre's date for prom. As the realization was setting in, the other common occurrence that went on at the Vega residence was the doorbell chiming. Tori got up to answer the door, hoping it was her mom so she could have someone to talk to. Andre stormed ahead of her, telling her to sit tight that "I got this." Tori did not want to imagine who was at the door. She turned to Jade, expecting her to say something. Shockingly, her face expressed concern and sympathy. Andre opened the door… and his date walked right in.

"Hello everyone!" Andre's date bowed to everyone, ringing the alarms in everyone's head. Jade was about to reply with a, "Who still bows in the year 2011," which would've been a diss at Andre's date, had Beck not stepped in and played a few seconds of tonsil hockey with his girlfriend. Everyone greeted the girl, everyone but Tori. She could not control what her body was instinctively doing- sizing up the girl that asked the man she wanted to go to prom with. She was shorter than she was, but not by much. Andre's date was even dressed in a similar style dress as she was, but the colors were different.

"You look pretty Tori."

"Thanks, you do too. Tell me now; are you planning on wearing gloves to the prom?"

"Oh yes, I got some white gloves with silver diamonds in them. They do not have any carats of course; they are just there for the style."

I'm wearing gloves too. What the hell Andre?

"Andre, you and your date can sit down, I don't mind,"

"You sure Tori?"

"Go ahead and sit." Andre understood the tone in her voice, gently grabbing his date's hand and guiding her to the couch, where they were acting like a couple, further enraging the only person of the 7 without a date to prom. She could not sit there and chill- Robbie and Cat, Beck and Jade, and now Andre and his prom date were engaging in conversation. Tori, feeling deflated, went upstairs to her room to bawl her eyes out.

This is supposed to be the most memorable day of my life; however, it is turning out to be the worst one. All of my friends are pairing up for prom, and I wanted to be apart of that. Andre just had to get asked out by a look a like of me. I do not know what to do…

Tori threw her diary against the wall in disgust. She could not cry because she would do away with the makeup on her face. Everyone was talking amongst themselves, excited for the special times that accompany prom. She didn't hold a grudge against them because she would likely be doing the same thing had she had the courage or had Andre asked her to prom. Why was every other daydream she was having lately about Andre, she asked herself. She would have flashes of them as a couple, doing things that couples do. These visualizations were not just about prom- they went beyond that realm.

"You've done it this time Tor." Trina was just outside of Tori's room. Her friends were watching Fast Five to pass the time, she told her.

"Still almost 3 hours until we get to promming."

"I appreciate your humor Trina, but it won't work on me today…" Tori sat upright on her bed, careful as to not wrinkle her dress. She signaled for Trina to lock the door and sit in her computer chair, which she obliged. A few minutes of silence ensured, but Tori finally got around to telling her that she so desperately wanted to cry.

"Do it then, I can put your make up back on."

"Now I don't feel like crying,"

"Then get over it sis. Andre has a date for prom that is not you. You need to accept that and stop feeling so miserable because this is going to be the best day of our lives."

"Yeah, I suppose I should just get over it,"

"Hello?" A girl knocked at Tori's door, causing the Vega sisters to jump. Tori frowned because the voice did not belong to Jade nor did it belong to Cat. Tori signaled to Trina that she open the door, and she did. Andre's date was outside of her room and she bowed out of courtesy.

"I'd like to have a word with Tori please."

*Tori finally gets a private chat with Andre's prom date, what will come of this? Next chapter= their talk, a stretch limo and the before prom dinner*