Hey guuuys! I'm back! Sorry it took me quite awhile to update. Here in my place, national exams are coming up, so the school is holding some kind of a 'try out' test to prepare. And since I'm from the not-so-dumb family, my mom is expecting me to get a high result, even from those try outs. And that leads to me studying like crazy all night long, keeping me apart from the love of my life : Laptop. So, 'til then, read, review, and play nice! :D
Oh, I forgot to say the disclaimer : I don't own Victorious. If I did, the story would've been all-time jori. Mitch is iCarly's. But I do own Jake (Male!Jade) and any other OC's that might appear in this fic.
Jade's P.O.V
Nice and warm... Just a few minutes ago, I was in a lot of pain... Not a good kind of pain... When I open my eyes, my surrounding was in a white room. Wait, white horizon. There isn't any walls in here. Gah, Doesn't matter though. I stood up, walking forward as if my feet knows where to take me better than I do. And there, stood a small sized middle-aged man, staring at me blankly. "Hey..." He said.
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"Well this is awkward...". I thought to myself. Trying to start a conversation, I decided to talk to him. "Uh... Do I know you...?" The little man shook his head, "Nope, not really. The name's Mitch, I'm your guardian angel." Guardian angel? What's he talking about? Great. Trying break the awkwardness with that midget, and this is what I get. I mean, come on! Even Cat can say something more inteligent than that!
"Yeah great, and I'm Jade, Goddess of the underworld." I answered, not buying every single word that he said. Mitch sighed. "Look, Jade, I know have your doubt about stuff like this, but listen..." He paused before continuing. "You died not too long ago." What the- "Died!? Is this some kind of joke!? Dude you better tell me what's-" Then, a flashback occurs. I suddenly remember the evening phone call with Vega, the black car with an idiotic driver, the crash... it felt so real... "Oh crap, I did die..." Mitch nodded, "Hmm, and guess what?" "What?" "You weren't supposed to die in that accident."
"What!?"
"You're not supposed to die in this time."
"I heard that! I meant why did you say I wasn't supposed to die!?" My voice got higher than it already was.
"I...kinda...you know... accidentally switched your death date with a 10 year-old Canadian girl whose name, ironically, happens to be Jadelyn Weston. Well, that time, I was eating so much chicken wing and got... confused... You're not supposed to die now, and yet you did. So... to sum it up, I... kinda made a mistake."
I couldn't get anymore pissed with this midget. God, how could he 'accidentally' switch my death date with a canadian!? (*Author's note : I have nothing against Canadian! I swear!) "Yes! You made a mistake! Big one! I gotta turn in my monster makeup project by the end of the week! Don't you know how hard I had worked on that chiz!? I've spent the last 96 hours of my goddamn life being in the same room as Vega without puking on her face so I can pass that class! Don't you know how much I sacrificed!?" He didn't seem so intimidated when I shout at him. Instead, he answered rather casually, "Okay okay okay, here's the deal. I'll give you a second chance to live."
"Yes, you should be. It IS your mistake after all... Anyway, what's the catch?"
"There's no catch. But there is a few conditions."
I facepalmed, "Now you're just trolling..."
Mitch hold up one finger, "One, you will use a new body, considering that your old body is already distroyed while you lived."
"Using a new body? Well I can live with that..."
"Two. You will start your life from the very beginning. That means your friends and family won't recognize you unless you told them who you really are."
"Three. Other than making up my mistakes by switching your death dates with another girl, there's also another reason why I'm willing to give you a second life."
"And what is that?"
"You have to find out that reason yourself. But I'll give you a clue : You will be romantically involved with two people once you live your second life. You have to choose one of them. If you choose the right person, you may live your life permanently. Otherwise, you will disappear from the world and people won't have any memories of you, including your life as Jade West. And you will be sent to the next world, which is, as what we call, heaven."
"What!? What kind of condition is that!?" I shouted at him.
"Hey, I didn't make the rules..." He shrugged, "So you in or not?"
My mind is at war right now. I couldn't decide wether I choose to take the deal or not. If I continue to live, and lucky enough to choose the right decision, I can be happy with that person forever. But if I choose poorly, I'll disappear without anyone remembering me for who I am.
After a few minutes of struggling, somehow I managed to make up my mind :
"I'm in."
Mitch smirked, "Very well then..." He reached his hand out in front of my face and everything went really bright. And dark again.
I managed to open my eyes, instead of being in a white room like just a minute ago, I found myself lying on the ground of an unused apartment. I rubbed my eyes and looked around,
"Wow, Mitch, you weren't kidding when you said I'd have to start all over... This place is a dump..."
My eyes widened. Did I just say that...? I could've sworn that my voice just got lower! And I noticed not only my voice changed, my legs got a little bit longer and my chest got flatter.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you. The gender of your new vessel was chosen randomly. So don't get so surprised if you turned out to be a male." Without any invitations, Mitch just stood there, coming out of god-knows-where. "I get it! But why the heck did you-" He disappeared. Just great... I ran towards the mirror, just to find a guy standing right in front of me. With brown hair-my actual hair color, blue-green eyes, pale skin, and the same bone structures that looked exactly the way I once had. Only with manlier features. Good thing that midget has great taste at choosing new body. I mean, look at me. I do NOT look ugly at all! And my dark brown combat boots, black jeans, black hoodie, and my gray t-shirt did help about my looks.
After about an hour of looking around my new *coughs*ugly*coughs* apartment and getting used to my new body, I got out of the building. This place is oddly familiar. When I looked to my left, I see a red colored building with a sign says 'Nozu' on it. Don't worry, it's only seven blocks from school.
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"Dammit! School! I gotta get to Hollywood Arts! Did Mitch leave me with any vehicle?"
"Uh... No..." Mitch came out of nowhere. Again. But only in smaller form, and he is currently sitting on my right shoulder.
"Well did you give me any money?"
"Nu-uh." He shook his head.
"Seriously, what kind of 'guardian angel' are you!?"
"It's already said in the contract, you'll have to start from the very beginning. Shouldn't you at least be more grateful that I bent the rules by providing you a nice and comfy apartment in a decent place?"
I rolled my eyes, "Pssh Whatever... I guess you leave me no choice then." I pulled my hoodie and started to walk towards school. How's everyone been doing? How's dad? Or mom? Or Cat, Robbie, and Andre? ...How's Beck... Or... Tori...? The thought of both of them made me walk faster to school.
On my way, some idiot stumbled in front of me and spilled hot coffee all over my face, "GAAAH! My face! IT BUURNNSS!" Shit! The coffee got into my eyes! Still screaming in agony, I sensed the person with hot coffee handed out a handkerchief from his/her bag and wiped my face with it. "Oh my gosh, I'm sorry! I'm really sorry!" The person, who turned out to be a girl, sputtered.
"Sorry!? You should be! I've got hot liquid all over my-" As I turned to face her, my eyes widened. With that long tangled brown hair of hers, that beautiful big brown eyes filled with sadness and despair, surrounded with black circles, giving obvious evidence that she didn't get much sleep lately, her prominent cheekbones... Her usual tanned skin was now much paler than mine... She looked broken, more fragile than I had ever seen her in my entire life.
"Tori...?"
How was it? Was it good? Bad? Worse? Do you still want me continue? Well, this story is not entirely original. I was inspired by an amazing K-ON! Fanfiction, "Whatever It May Be" as I recall it, I forgot who the author was, which has the same plot as I have. And I made this fic just to get this story out of my head, not because I'm against gay people, I swear, I don't! I just felt that Victorious lacks of any genderbend fanfictions, you know... like that... So, read, review, and play nice! :D