Hi all, I'm back! Apologies for the mini hiatus - had a crazy exam week and I know if I let myself near fanfiction I'd never get anything important done :P But here we go. I realized I'd been doing all season 2 eps, so I might try a few from season one and where better to start than the Pilot. This one's a bit short but I hope you like it!

Also, I've been getting some ideas for stories that don't really follow specific episodes, and wanted to kow if you guys would be alright with me posting them in this collection as well? Let me know!

Thanks for all the reviews, favorites and alerts! They mean so much! :)

I don't own Victorious or any recognizable material.

He regretted it as soon as he leaned in. He should not have done this, this was a very bad idea. He could feel Jade's laser vision on him, burning his skin. Shit. Everyone else was clapping, which was a little weird, since it was just a kiss. He looked at Jade who was glaring at him still, she was definitely angry. As he and Tori moved down the steps she moved her glare to her and he swore he saw the new girl gulp. Fear was probably a good idea right now.

Sikowitz was already up talking about something but he wasn't paying any attention. He was trying to battle his instinct to turn around and look a Jade.

As soon as the bell ran, she must've jumped up and walked out, turning so swiftly that her bag hit the back of his head. Then again, that probably wasn't an accident.

He jumped up quickly as well, rushing out after her. Tori looked as though she wanted to say something to him, but he moved by her so quickly it didn't even matter.

He was pretty sure he knew where she was headed and he quickened his pace to get there. Sure enough he saw he run into the janitors closet. She slammed the door shut but as far as he knew it couldn't lock so he'd still be able to get in.

He took a deep breath. This was gonna be a tough one. He was pretty annoyed at himself for kissing Tori, and it felt weird. In the last two years the only other person he's kissed is Cat for a play or two and this girl Lisa for a random audition. And it was only a peck on the lips. There was no way of getting out of it. This was different. This was a weird little improv class; it was completely up to him. And he screwed up big time.

"Jade?" He asked, slowly opening the door and peering inside the closet. She was sitting by the wall, holding a pair of scissors in her hands.

"Go away!" she bit back and he was even more worried since she didn't even bother coming up with a better comeback.

Ignoring her instruction, he entered the tiny room, closing the door behind him. He sat down, leaning against it, so that no one could come in. "Jade, I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking."

"That's your excuse?" she said, looking up. He eyes were red with suppressed tears. Jade hardly ever cried, and it pained him that he's the cause of these tears. "You're gonna have to do better than I wasn't thinking."

"I have no excuse, what do you want me to say? It didn't mean anything, I didn't feel anything. I'm just a douche. But I'm really sorry." He reached out his hand and placed her over her open palm so that there was only a pair of scissors between their hands.

"I hate her," she says bluntly and he expected this.

"She was just trying to get back at you for yesterday..." he said, because he always jumped to the defence of everyone, it was his thing. She glared at him a little before looking back at their joined hands.

"You let her." Her voice was a little quieter now.

He doesn't say anything to that and they sit in silence for a couple seconds. He knew to better than to bombard her with excuses and apologies.

"You have three seconds to say something to make me feel better," she said suddenly. Her usual Jade voice was back. "One..."

He panicked and tried to think of something she'd appreciate.

"Her breath was pretty bad!" It was a lie; he didn't even know why he said it. Tori tasted like bubblegum, if he was honest, she tasted the way movies kisses look. Unlike kissing Jade. When you kiss Jade, you know you're kissing Jade: it's all coffee and toothpaste and some combination he'd never encountered before. That's the way he liked it. For him right now, the only real kiss is a jade kiss.

Jade looked up, "How bad?" she said, with a flicker of glee in her eyes.

He contemplated, "A bit fishy..." He said, smirking at her a little. It was an innocent lie, he already knew what Jade would hold onto, and this probably wouldn't ever be brought up again. Jade smirked back, just a little. But it was enough for him to shift closer to her without being scared of the scissors. He moves until he's right in front of her, and pulls her even more towards him so she's half in his lap. He wraps his arms around her, practically engulfing her in his embrace and pressed a kiss to her temple.

"Magic words?" she mumbled. Usually that was his line, but he'd share this once.

"I love you," he said instantly. He knew her, he knew them. And he knew how to fix them. He felt her smile a little.

"I'll buy you coffee?" he offered and she turned her head.

"Now you're talking," she said in her public voice, which meant she was ready to go outside. He honestly wouldn't have minded staying in there a little longer; they'd already missed the beginning of their next class. But if she was smiling, he was happy.