Disclaimer: Once again I don't own Victorious.

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On the way to my house, Cat sat quietly, except for the humming to the mainstream crap on the radio. She kept her gaze out the window. I was still trying to recuperate whatever intelligence I had in my brain to get a grip of the situation. We were about two blocks away from my house, when we hit a stoplight. Taking advantage that Cat was distracted looking somewhere else, my eyes were free to wander.

She's so petite, but so properly distributed. Her legs are perfect, her waist is tiny, her hair is long, red, and gorgeous. Her eyelashes are so long, and her eyes big. Her cute little nose fits her cute little self. Her lips are full, and pink. They're almost yelling 'Kiss Me!.' When she smiles there's the most adorable deep dimple. Just one. Now that I look carefully, she must work out a bit, because she looks fairly toned. Her skin is tan, but not too much. It has this glow to it. It's inviting. She's inviting. Every single part of her is inviting, and her breasts are perfect..and..'Beep!' Fuck I didn't notice the light turn green.

Immediately I turn my eyes back to the road, and speed off.

"What happened Jade?" Cat asks worried.

"Nothing I just got distracted." I say shaking my head.

We arrive at my house finally. No one's home so that's much better I guess. I'm not very comfortable with the whole family bonding shit. As a matter of fact I'm not comfortable with any kind of bonding. Except...sex bonding? But is that really bonding or making? Or acting?

"Jade." Cat interrupts my thoughts. "What movie are we gonna watch?"

"I don't know. There's a collection by the TV in the living room. Go there while I order the pizza." Finally my control is getting back in place. "What do you want in it?" Cat opened her mouth to respond when I said, "You know what? I'm gonna order what I want." Oh yeahhh. My control is BACK.

I see Cat sitting on the sofa, and I order the pizza. Then I head to the living room, and see she hasn't even looked through the movies.

"Why aren't you picking the movie?"

"I thought maybe we could watch Netflix?" She gives me a smile.

"But I only have Netflix on my PS3."

"So what?" She gives me a clueless look.

"So..It's in my room." I say. Hoping she'll catch what I'm trying to say, because honestly I don't think I can actually say it. Something like, 'Hey Cat don't go to my room because I'm having these horny feelings towards you and I'm afraid that if we're alone in such a private place such as my room we will end up fucking not that I know for sure you want to fuck but I know I'm on the verge of fucking you now wouldn't that be something?' Just like that and just that fast. For my lack of balls I couldn't say such a thing, so obviously Cat didn't get the hint.

"Ok!" She says brightly with her smile on, and speeds to my room. I follow at a much slower pace. Dreading.

I get to my room to see her laying on my bed, under the sheets. She made the bed look like her own. Which I don't mind as much as I should. To be honest I don't mind at all.

"When's the pizza getting here?" Her mouth is covered by the sheets, but I still understand her.

"In about 40 minutes." I start walking to my bed, and lay down next to her, on top of the sheets.

We're both just laying there, a few inches apart, and we just stare at eachother. Minutes go by.

"You can choose the movie." She tells me.

"Uhm. How 'bout a scary movie?"

"Okay."

After a few minutes of searching on Netflix I find 'Insidious'. "I heard that movie is really scary." Her voice shows worry.

"Well I don't think scary movies are scary. They're predictable. If you expect the worse it won't scare you."

"But you're used to these movies." She gives me a pout.

"We could sit closer together...If it'll make you less scared." This probably didn't come from the 'goodness' of my heart. Unconsciously it might have, but consiously I could see a situation I can take advantage of. More specifically a girl.

"Yea, it would make me feel better." She gives me a shy smile, and I smile back. Why did I smile at that? I'm so stupid. I have the movie set up already. We're just waiting for the pizza. Ten minutes later the doorbell rings. I head down, pay the pizza guy, and head back upstairs. Then I go back to the kitchen to get some soda. We have our drinks ready, and our food. So all that is left is to play the movie. The first 20 to 30 minutes are pretty mild, and by that time we're finished eating. As things start to get 'scarier' we sit closer together, well she sits closer to me. I put pause, and get up from the bed. I walk towards my door and turn the lights switch off.

"What you do that for?" Cat's eyes are big.

"So the movie can be scarier. Setting matters." I walk back to the bed.

Once I sit on my bed and press play, Cat puts her arm around mine, and her head beside my shoulder. I turn slightly to look at her, and a little smile appears on my face. I've been smiling too much today, and over nothing.

In the real 'scary' parts Cat would squeak and dig her face on my chest. I, on the other hand didn't get scared at all. I would tense up in some parts, but they were very few.

By the time the movie finished we were in the same position we woke up in on Friday, but this time we were awake. The credits came on so the whole room was dark, but had a certain glow.

Quietly, with her sweet little voice she says, "Jade."

"Mhm?" My eyes are half way closed. Looking to my side, but not at her.

"That was scary." She playing with the buttons of my shirt by my collar. "Did you get scared?" Her head leaves my chest, and I fully open my eyes to see her looking down at me. Why are her eyes so big? They seem almost cartoonish. I love them. They seem endlessly kind. Most people think that I hate nice people, and I do. You see nice people, are usually fake. They're just putting up an act. Nice to me is more like a verb. An action. But kindness is real. To be kind, is part of who you are. Not what you do. Cat as clueless as she seems, and as 'unrealistic' as she may appear to others, to me she's real. One of the realest, if not the realest person I've met. She's not an act. Cat is actually like that. Now laying down on my bed, in this dark room. Now that I'm looking deeply into her eyes. Now that I really see her. I see Cat is not nice. Cat is kind.

I respond, "Not really. I'm used to scary movies, but in some parts..I did tense up." I see her staring at me intently. Then at my lips.

She's biting her lips, and looking like she's unsure of what to do now. I don't know if it's the setting. The dark room with the glow of the TV. On my bed, under the sheets, warm and cozy. I'm anticipating. Butterflies in my stomach. Nerves making an explosion inside me. All the way to the very tips of my fingertips. And even though I want to, I don't. She's the one that makes a move. She does what I wanted to, but couldn't. She closes the tiny gap we had, and what happens next, sets me on fire. Her sweets lips on mine.