About 20 minutes after the Vega's exit, I received a phone call.

"Barry Heller." I answered.

"Hi, officer. It's David Vega, Tori's dad." He took a deep breath. "I apologize for my wife's behavior. It's just so much to take in. First we find her body in such brutal shape, and then we find out one of her best friend's killed her.. It's just…" he trailed off.

"I understand, Mr. Vega. Do you have anything you want to tell me? Who was there at the party that night?" I pushed.

"Her friends that usually hang out here." He answered. "Cat Valentine, Andre Harris, Beck Oliver, Jade West, and Robbie Shapiro."

"Who do you think would be most likely to kill her?" I asked anxiously. I needed to get to the bottom of this case. This strange, peculiar case.

"I honestly have no idea." He broke into sobs. "I'm sorry, officer. I have to go."

"But wait David-"I started quickly, but was cut off by the phone's beeping.

"Andre Harris?" I asked as a teenager with short dreadlocks entered my office. He was wearing a leather jacket and new Nike's. Rich kid. I thought to myself.

"That's me." He mumbled. He was nervous, I could tell. He was picking at his finger nails and staring down at the yellowing linoleum floor.

"Where were you the night of February 18th?" I asked sharply, studying him. His body language showed that he was frightened, but I couldn't exactly read what he was thinking.

"I was at Tori's party." He answered confidently. He looked up at me, and I took note of the tears glinting in his eyes.

"Describe the night to me. Explain everything and be as detailed as you can. Start when you guys decided to get together." I commanded coldly. Hey, I thought, the boy goes to a performing arts school. For all I know he could be acting.

"The six of us got together a lot. Me, Cat, Tori, Beck, and Robbie. We were all pretty close. I had just broken up with my girlfriend, Lindsay, and Tori could tell I was down. She said we should have a party to help me get over her. You know, like with little party hats and everything. She was so cute." He said, seeming dazed.

"Tori?" I asked, puzzled. "Did you have feelings for her?"

"I was in love with her." He muttered. A tear fell from his face. "I was so in love with her. But I could tell she liked Beck. Thank God that Beck's a faithful guy, or else he'd have been in Tori's pants by the second day she'd been to Hollywood Arts."

"Who is Beck dating?" I asked curiously.

"Jade West." He replied with anger. It was obvious he had something against Jade, I had to find out what.

"Do you like Jade?"

"She's ok. She'd never really been the nice one, but deep down I know she has a kind heart."

"Do you think she's capable of killing Tori?"

"No. I think you're crazy to accuse any of us. We all loved Tori, even though some of us didn't admit it!" he roared. He stood up and smashed my nameplate off of my desk.

"Andre, Andre." I called, putting my hand on my holster, threatening my gun. "Calm down!" Tears streamed down his face like a waterfall.

"I loved her so much. And now she's gone." He breathed. I handed him a glass of water and let him cry silently for nearly an hour before he could speak again.

"I can't do this." He wept.

"Andre," I said, staring into his eyes. "If you really loved Tori, you would tell us everything you know so we can try to arrest who did this to her. Please. For Tori."

"Okay." He whimpered. "For Tori."

"So describe the night of the party." I asked him, grabbing my notepad.

"We all showed up one by one and did the usual stuff. We danced and did karaoke, and watched Girlie Cow reruns. Then Tori said she was feeling sick. She went upstairs and said she was going to sleep. She told us she would be fine and to keep watching Girlie Cow." He revealed, trembling.

"Who went upstairs after that?" I asked anxiously.

He paused for a while, until he finally whispered, "As crazy as it sounds, we all did."

"You all did?" I asked doubtingly. "What did you go up there for?"

"I ate one of Robbie's disgusting burritos. I rinsed my mouth with some mouthwash."

"And the others?"

"Cat wanted to find a glittery pen from Trina's room. Trina sent Robbie to get her a new shirt because she spilled ketchup on hers. Trina went up to get a new shirt because the one Robbie picked out was the wrong shade of pink." He added an eye roll. "Beck and Jade wanted privacy so they could make out."

They were all reasonable excuses. But the crazy thing is, one of them was lying. And it was going to be very difficult to find out which one.

"Was anyone up there for an unreasonable amount of time? Or had a strange behavior when they came downstairs?" I tried.

"With all due respect, sir, we go to a performing arts school. All of us can act and control our behaviors."

"Tori was found dead in her room. The autopsy showed she was poisoned, then strangled. Did you hear any screams from upstairs?"

"No, sir. Maybe she was already dead from the poison." He tried, glancing at his shoes.

I studied his face, looking for signs of nervousness. Did he know that out of common sense, or was it because he was her murderer? I couldn't rule anything out.

"That's what the autopsy said." I said hoarsely, and he flinched. "Can you describe all of your friends to me?"

"Uh, well there's Cat. Cat's crazy."

"Crazy?" I asked, flipping over my notepad. He continued staring at the ground intensely, almost like he was having a staring contest with the dust-covered floor.

"Well, we all think she's bipolar." He noticed I started writing in my notepad, then quickly added, "But Cat would never dream of doing this to Tori. Even if she is bipolar, she has a heart of gold. She's the sweetest girl you'll ever meet, and her and Tori adored each other."

"Calm down, kid." I assured. "We aren't blaming her. But any piece of information can help, alright?"

"Okay.." he mumbled. I nodded at him to continue. "Well she's really torn up about Tori's murder.."

"Does she seem guilty?"

"Well, yeah. But not like she did it. She's blaming it on herself, saying that if she wouldn't have showed up, then Robbie wouldn't have showed up, because he's obsessed with her. And then maybe someone wouldn't have killed Tori because there would have been less suspects, and it would be easier to find out who did it.."

"Does Cat always seem.. vulnerable?"

"Yeah. She get offended by the smallest things. There's no way she could do this."

"But then again, you kids do go to an acting school." I pointed out. He shuffled his feet and then coughed.

"Listen, sir. No disrespect or anything, but this would have shattered Cat. I've known her before she even knew who Tori Vega was, and even though she has amazing talent, she wouldn't have been able to hold this in. It would shatter her."

"Okay. Your other friends?" He glanced over at his watch.

"Listen, officer. I have to make this quick," I nodded for him to continue.

"Well there's Robbie. He's a freak. Somehow he all got mixed in with us, and he's an okay addition. He carries a puppet around everywhere, which is kind of creepy, but we get used to it. He liked Tori a lot. He never had the gut to ask her out though, and so I highly doubt he would have the guts to kill her."

I scribbled furiously .

"Then there's Jade. Jade's evil.. She's like-" His phone beeped. "I have to go. Later, cops." He said sauntering out.

"Wait, Harris! What about Jade?" I called . But it was too late. I know that kid was hiding something. I could feel it. But what was he hiding?

***Okay, this is crazy, I'm soo soo soo sorry that I didn't write more sooner. But I've had school, and then I didn't get reviews forever, so I thought that no one would care if I didn't update. But here you guys are, reviewing.! Seriously, I'm super happy about that. I love you guys 3*****