DISCLAIMER: IT'S RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME, THE RIGHTS TO VICTORIOUS. JUST AS I REACH IT, IT VANISHES, LIKE A FART IN THE WIND. (IF YOU GOT THAT REFERENCE, YOU'RE AWESOME!). OH WELL, GUESS I STILL DON'T HAVE THE RIGHTS TO VICTORIOUS. I ALSO DO NOT OWN THE RIGHTS TO THE JUNGLE BOOK OR CSI.
BEFORE WE BEGIN, I WOULD JUST LIKE TO SAY THAT I KNOW THE LAST CHAPTER SUCKED IN EPIC PROPORTIONS. BUT I HOPE TO MAKE UP FOR IT WITH THIS CHAPTER.
CHAPTER 4- NO, THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING
I instantly wrap my arms around Cat, and bring her inside, towards the couch. Just as we reach the couch, my mom calls over.
"Who is it Tori?"
Cat's hugging me like her life depends on it, and it's starting to squeeze the air out of my lungs. I manage to pull away, Cat pulling her knees up tight to her chest, sobs still racking her body.
"It's Cat. She doesn't look too good." I shout back. I start rubbing her back, and pull her closer to me, trying to calm her down.
"She hasn't got what your sister..." My mom stops as she walks into the room, noticing the state Cat is in. "...Oh dear God, Cat, sweetie, is everything okay?" My mom asks.
Her sobs have eased, but the tears are still flowing down her cheeks. She can't muster a response, so instead she just shakes her head. I hate seeing any of my friends or family like this, especially Cat. She's a bundle of energy and joy. She radiates happiness, and makes everyone around her happy.
"What's all this about?" My dad mumbles as he feeds his face walking in from the kitchen.
My mom gives him an exasperated look and then turns back to us. "Tori, why don't you take Cat up to your room and make sure she's alright." My mom suggests
"Okay. C'mon Cat, lets head up to my room." I tentatively help her up from the couch. She gives me a weak and grateful smile. As we head up the stairs, I brush my thumb under each eye, wiping away the tears. In the background, I hear my mom giving my dad a telling off.
"Where are your manners David?" I hear her say. I allow myself a slight chuckle.
We reach my room, and I lead Cat over to the bed. Rather reluctantly, I let the redhead go. I kneel on the floor so she can't look away from me. She has the most beautiful cocoa coloured eyes I've ever. Wait, what?
I continue looking into them until she breaks the silence. "Ummm Tori?" She starts "...would it be okay if I stay the night, I really need the comfort of someone who cares about me."
"Whatever you need, Cat. You got anything to sleep in?" I ask her, noticing that she hasn't even got a bag with her.
"I left mine in a hurry, so no I don't." She replies, still sniffling. I really want to help her, but remember what mom said.
"Give her some time dear. If something is on her mind and she wants to talk about it she will, but don't pressure her or else you will push her away." Patience Tori, Cat needs you right now.
"Don't worry about it, you can just grab something out of my wardrobe." I tell her.
"Kay, thank you." She sounds so broken, and that hurts me so badly. Cat deserves to as happy as possible. She never puts anyone down, or tries to hurt anyone.
I wait for her to change in my bathroom. She decided upon wearing a simple pink tank top and some shorts. Even when she's wearing something so simple, she makes it look good.
I go in and change into something similar because there is nothing worse than being too hot when you're asleep. Oh fuck, I forgot it was Sunday. Best set the bloody alarm for the morning.
I get into bed, and soon find Cat's head on my shoulder, but I'm not complaining. I hear her sniffling, so I turn to her and see a tear running down her cheek. Like before, I wipe it away to let Cat know I'm here for her if she needs me. She gives me a smile, then before we know it, we're both sound asleep.
Those eyes, coloured like cocoa. Maybe that's why she has so much energy. I can hear her soothing voice as well. Tori.
Tori...
"Hey Tori..." I hear that same soothing voice in my ear. That's when I recognize it, it's Cat's voice. "...time to get up sleepy hehe."
No, I couldn't have been dreaming about Cat. Could I?
"Uggghhhhh..." I groan.
"I would have got up sooner but I didn't want to disturb you." Ahhh, that's thoughtful of her. It's only now that I realize what she meant. Her arm was draped over my waist, my hand on top of hers, interlacing our fingers.
"Thanks Cat, that was nice of you not to wake me up any earlier than necessary. Anyway, how did you sleep?" I try to change the subject, trying not to make our situation awkward, whilst Cat gets up and I sit myself up, leaning against the headboard. We've slept in the same bed before, but this time it felt different. I can't put my finger on why though? And that's bugging me.
As she heads into the bathroom, I find myself watching her hips sway slightly from side to side so elegantly. I'm interrupted by my stomach reminding me that it needs feeding. I get out of bed, grab some clothes from the wardrobe and lay them out on the bed, ready for after I've had something to eat and a shower.
After grabbing a quick bowl of cereal, I head up to take a swift shower. I tell Cat she can have whatever she wants out the cupboards for breakfast.
The rest of the morning was as normal as every other. Shower, get dressed, head to school. Except today, I had Cat to walk with rather than getting a lift with Trina. Speaking of, she wasn't very happy that I didn't cover for her. I told her that actually I didn't break my word because I didn't say a word to mom or dad about what she had been up to. She clearly knew I was right because she didn't have an answer to that and stormed off. 1-0 to me I'd say, wouldn't you.
Cat seems like nothing is wrong this morning. She's happy as Larry, rambling away about anything in sight. A minute ago she was talking about trees, now she's talking about candy or something. The girl's mind runs a literally a thousand miles an hour, it's impossible to keep up. But I don't care, she's happy in her own little world and that's all that matters.
"Hey Tori..." She snaps me out of my thoughts, my attention instantly going to her. "...I know I said it last night, but thank you. I don't know what I would have done without you." She places a soft kiss on my cheek, and I feel myself blush. What the hell is wrong with me? Cat's kissed me on the cheek plenty of times, so why the fuck am I blushing?
"It's okay Cat, that's what best friends are for." I reassure her.
We arrive at school about 5 minutes later. On our way in, Andre stops us and hands me a couple of CD's.
"Here you go Tori." He says, placing the two CD cases in my hand. "You said you wanted a couple. I think it turned out really well."
"Thanks Andre." I pass one of the CD's to Cat who asked for one, hence I asked Andre for two copies. Her smile beams, and she skips off inside school.
"So, you given my offer about joining the league any thought over the weekend?" He asks me.
"I have actually. I'm swinging 60-40%, but I'm not going to tell you which way." I say with grin on my face. It's more like 80-20%.
"Whatever you say." He laughs at me before we both head inside.
Typical Monday morning at Hollywood Arts, nothing to shout about. It's lunch right now. I'm sitting at a table with Andre, discussing what we plan to do when we leave.
"Got any ideas for your future Andre?" I ask him.
"I really want to go into song writing and producing. It's what I've wanted to do since I first learned to play the guitar." He tells me.
"You should. You're really talented. Be making the big bucks before you know it." I chuckle to him.
"Aw, thanks Tori. Means a lot to know that people think I'm good at what I love to do. How about you, you got any plans for life after Hollywood Arts?" He enquires.
"Well, I'm not sure to be honest. I mean I love singing and performing but..." before I could finish, Beck and the devil, uhhh, sorry Jade, make their way over to our table.
"My name's Tori Vega. I love singing and performing." She mocks me. Her impersonation of me is well off.
"I don't talk like that." I retort, but she just smirks at me, knowing my glare holds no threat to her whatsoever.
"Yeah, yeah whatever Vega." Boredom in her voice already.
Beck, trying to keep some sort of order, attempts to get the conversation back on track. "So, what were you two talking about?" He questions.
"Oh, just what we plan on doing after we leave Hollywood Arts. Tori asked me and I said song writing and producing." He shares with Beck. Just then, Cat bounds up towards the table with Robbie and Rex in tow. She sits down in between me and Andre.
"Hiiiiii..." The high pitched greeting we become so accustomed to from Cat. The slight breeze is blowing her hair behind her just enough that I can see them beautiful eyes again. I quickly avert my eyes down to my food so that I'm not caught staring.
"Hi guys." A rather subdued Robbie speaks up.
"What's wrong this time Rob?" Andre asks.
"What's right more like, haha." Rex, his puppet chimes in. We all look at 'him'. "What? You were all thinking it so I said it."
"Thanks Rex, that's just what I need." Robbie starts to argue with Rex. Yes, I know you don't have to tell me, he is rather strange.
"Look Rob. She clearly wasn't the one. You'll find the right girl one day. In the meantime, what's for lunch?" Rex reasons with Robbie. For once, I find myself agreeing with Rex.
"Rex is right Robbie. One day, you'll meet the girl of your dreams. Anyway, where were we? Oh yeah, future plans. Beck what about you, got any ideas about where you want to go and what you want to do?" Andre brings the conversation back to what we were originally talking about.
"Acting is the direction I want to go. I can't write a play very well, but give me a script to learn and a character to portray, that I can handle. Each character is unique, requires different skills. Each is a challenge, but one that I enjoy." Beck tries to enlighten us a little as to what being an actor means to him.
"That's really cool Beck, I never thought of it that way. What about you Jade?" I ask her. She actually doesn't have a bored expression, I'm amazed.
"Well, I'm more into the creative process rather than the actual performance. So I'd like to be a playwright or a film director. Something along those lines anyway." I don't believe what I'm seeing. Jade actually opening up, even if only a little bit. Heck, I'll take it, it's better than nothing.
"Cool Jade. If you ever need a musical score, you know where to find me." Andre hints.
"I might just keep you to that." Jade nods at him. "How about you Cat? What could you see yourself doing when you leave Hollywood Arts?" Beck questions.
"I've always dreamt of being on Broadway. I love shows. Singing, performing on a stage, it's everything I enjoy doing." She says it with such joy that you can't help but think that no matter what, that's where she will end up.
"Broadway wouldn't know what hit it when you get there Cat." I compliment her. I truly believe that as well. Her voice is so underrated. I could listen to her sing all day.
"Thanks Tori." She squeezes my hand under the table as a way of saying showing her appreciation. I feel my cheeks burning up where I'm blushing.
"Robbie, thoughts on what you would like to do in the future?" I ask him
.
"Uhhh..." He ponders for a moment. "...probably stand up-comedy, something like that." Just as he finishes, the bell rings, signalling the end of lunch.
I'm in the last class of the day, and the best class of the day, Sikowitz' acting class. At the moment, Beck, Andre, Me and Cat are on stage, going through a rough first copy of a play that Jade put to Sikowitz four friends who go camping, with bad consequences. It's a horror/thriller, which is no surprise given that Jade wrote it. Although, as much as it pains me to say it, she does have quite the knack for producing enthralling plays.
Class ends, and after seeing the preview we had put on, Sikowitz gave Jade a few pointers, and then left through the window. What kind of teacher leaves through the window?
I'm currently walking home, not a care in the world. Cat asked if she could come back to mine. I didn't have any objection, neither did my mom.
The walk home was quiet, I didn't like it. As much as I wanted to, I couldn't bring myself to do it. Patience Tori. If Cat wants to talk about it, she will.
We get back to my house, nobody else home.
"What do you want to do Cat?" I ask her.
"Ummm... well I don't have any homework to do, so how about a movie." She requests shyly.
"Sure thing. Want any snacks or a drink from the kitchen?" I reply.
"Can I have a can of soda please? Anything is fine. Same goes for snacks, anything is fine." She tells me.
"Kay. Pick any movie." I call over my shoulder as I head into the kitchen.
I grab a couple of soda's out the fridge, two bowls, a pack of M&M's for one of the bowls and some chips to go in the other.
"Thanks Tori." She takes her soda out of my hand as well as one of the bowls.
"Not a problem Cat." I give her a smile before sitting down on the couch.
She's picked The Jungle Book. I laugh to myself as the film starts to play.
I don't really pay much attention to the film to be honest, rather lost in my thoughts. Cat's head is resting on my shoulder, her snuggled up into my side, hands wrapped round my waist. I feel so content right now. I could quite easily sit with her like this for ages. Why did I just think that?
God only knows where Trina got to this afternoon after school. She hasn't got home yet, probably chasing another boy who isn't interested in her. My mom got home not too long ago and my dad is on his way home now, according to my mom.
The film finishes and my mom very kindly offers Cat a lift home.
"Cat, dear, would you like a lift home?" My mom, polite as ever, offers.
"Thank you Mrs. Vega. I'd really appreciate that." As ditzy as she can come across, Cat is very well mannered.
We left shortly after. Me and Cat got talking about the conversation from earlier.
"So what about Broadway draws you in Cat?" I am genuinely intrigued.
"Everything really. I love to sing, dance and act, and Broadway combines all three." She states.
"Well, like I said earlier, Broadway won't know what hit it when Cat Valentine turns up knocking at its door."
"What door Tori?" Apparently she's not familiar with the saying. She looks at me with a confused face. Her face is so cute when it looks like that.
"Figure of speech Cat." I laugh, squeezing her hand.
"I agree Cat. Broadway seems like the perfect place for you. I think you'd fit in really well. You've got a great singing voice." My mom pipes up.
"Oh, thank you Mrs. Vega, you're too kind." Cat's cheeks nearly went the same colour as her hair. "What about you Tori? I never heard you talk about your future plans."
"Well, I'm not sure really. I really like singing and performing, but it's a tough industry not only to get into, but to stay in as well. I'm trying to keep my options open." I explained to Cat.
"I see. Smart choice Tori. Knew you were my best friend for a reason, hehe." She giggles.
We drop Cat off and I give her a goodbye hug, telling her I'd see her tomorrow.
By the time we got back, Trina had got home (finally) and dad was back as well.
"Where did you end up after school?" I ask Trina as mom went to welcome dad home from work.
"I went to try and ask Josh out. But no, he already has a girlfriend. But she's not as pretty as me. He doesn't know what he's missing out on." Trina vents her fury at not getting herself a date.
After Trina's rant and dinner, which was a delicious homemade Shepherd's Pie made by my mom. Seriously, you need to try her cooking, it will blow you away. Where was I. Oh yeah, after dinner, I went up to my room and since I had nothing else to do, I watched a bit of CSI. C'mon who doesn't love a bit of CSI. After that finished, I decided to get an early night. It's only just gone 9:15pm.
I go through my usual routine. Get ready for bed, set the alarm, brush my teeth. I jump in bed, and it doesn't take me long too drift off.
She moves with the elegance and grace of a ballet dancer, hips swaying slightly, mesmerizing you further with every step. Those big, dark brown eyes that just draw you in, so easy to lose yourself in. Her hair, luscious red velvet locks that define her. I could go on and on with an entire list of things about her. I didn't think perfection existed, then I met her. And her name is...
I jolt awake in a cold sweat. No this isn't happening. This can't be happening. I've tried to pass it off all day but I can't hide from the truth. I've got a crush on my best friend, Cat Valentine.
A/N: There's chapter 4 for you lovely lot. I think this chapter has been the best that I've written so far. It's not quite as long as I would have liked, but I didn't want to write for the sake of it and draw this chapter out. If there are any grammar or spelling errors you would like me to correct, feel free to let me know.
So, now that Tori has admitted she has a crush on Cat, do you think she will be able to control it?
Same as always, I will leave it up to you whether you want to review or not. I know its cliché and you make think why should I review? Reviews really do help to motivate Authors, but I want people to review because they like the story, not because they felt they had to because I asked them to. Sorry, long winded I know.
Hope you all enjoyed, and see you for chapter 5.