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Disclaimer: I do not own Victorious or any of the OC's other than Dana.

Elena's Pov

I looked at my one and a half year old daughter, gave her a kiss on the cheek and then handed her to my mother. "Are you ready for your first day at Hollywood Arts?!" my redheaded sister, Cat, yelled running down the stairs.

I laughed and nodded, she giggled. "Bye, Addy!" Cat waved at Addy and spoke in a baby voice. Aw. I kissed her cheek once more then hugged my mom goodbye.

"Have fun at school." she whispered to me. I nodded and glanced once more at Addy who was starting to fall asleep in my mother's arms. I waved and laughed as Cat excitedly pulled me out the doors.

"You are going to love Hollywood Arts! There's butterflies, rainbows, unicorns, pink unicorns..." I laughed, she could be a handful but I love her anyway.

We walked to the bus stop and waited for about five minutes. When a silver bus showed up with 'Hollywood Arts' on the side of it in graffiti letters. Wow. They even go all out with the bus.

Dana's Pov

Crap. First day of school.

Wait a second. Not just any school.. the school I've been waiting to get into since the day I was born!

I hopped off my bed and quickly put on the first thing I saw. My galaxy shorts, Nirvana shirt, and british flag converse.

I ran downstairs, passed my little brother who should be eating breakfast and instead is playing video games, and into the kitchen. I grabbed toast and spread a lot of nutella on it. A lot.

It wasn't until I was halfway through eating it that I realized Anna was glaring at me. "What?" I asked, my mouth still full of nutella covered toast. "You didn't leave me any nutella. You're being unfair." I rolled my eyes.

"I get to be unfair. Being the oldest of six kids is hard work you know." I replied, she rolled her eyes and tried to scrape out any remains from the jar. I laughed at her.

I drank my cup of milk quickly before grabbing my keys off the kitchen counter. "I'm leaving! Whoever needs a ride better get in the car now!" I yelled at the top of my lungs.

I pulled open the door and started my way towards my '67 Chevy Impala. I opened the door got in and started the engine. I looked towards the door and three kids ran out, stuffing things into their backpacks.

I laughed as Aaron almost tripped over his own feet. Poor little guy. The passenger door opened. Logan and Aaron got in the back and Anna sat up front with me.

"Karen and Tommy are waiting for the bus right?" I asked them, "Yeah. But if dad comes home before that then they'll just go with him." What? "Hold on." I say before getting out of the car.

The bus stop for Karen and Tommy's school is on the corner of our street, so it's convienent for them. "Karen, Tommy." Their heads turn to me, "Don't let dad take you to school, go on the bus." they nodded their heads.

I got back in the car, earning a glare that I ignored from Anna, and started the car.

Pryce's Pov

Shit. Shit. Shit.

I'm late for my first day of school and I still have to pick up Michael. I quickly pulled my pants up and ran out of my room and into the kitchen. I quickly grabbed an apple and bit it. I was eating quickly, I think I accidentally swallowed the sticker.

I kissed my mom's cheek as she said goodbye. Wait. My backpack! I ran back into my room and grabbed my backpack and my keys and then ran back outside.

I unlocked my mustang, that's right, a mustang. I quickly started the car and raced towards Michael's street. I shouldn't have pressed snooze.

I was so tired because I spent all night worrying about HA that I didn't get any sleep. At least I was entering Hollywood Arts with my best friend. I wouldn't be alone like other people.

At my old school, I would always talk to the new kid because I felt bad for them. They would wander the halls lost and confused. And now, I'm the new kid. Along with about forty others.

My best friend, Michael, included. When I finally got to his street he was already on his porch waiting. He shouted something into the kitchen window, which sounded something like 'Bye, dad,' and then he ran up the the car and got in.

Michael's Pov

"Bye, dad!" I yelled through the kitchen window. I ran to Pryce's car and got in. "What the hell took you so long? We're going to be late." I said, smacking him upside the head. I couldn't keep the smile off my face.

"I know, Mikey, I couldn't sleep last night. I was to nervous about our first day at HA." he explained. "I couldn't sleep either." I admitted, still smiling. "Yeah, right. That's why you're smiling like a little boy on Christmas morning." I laughed.

"Well, I'm nervous. But, I'm even more excited." I said to him. I've always wanted this. This the only way for me to get famous. It's not that I care about fame and fortune. Because I don't. As long as I get to share my talents with the world then I'm okay with it.

Pryce pulled into the Hollywood Arts parking lot and smile got even bigger. He was about to pull into a parking space when a '67 chevy impala took his spot. I know my cars.

Pryce gets road rage really easily. He rolled his window down and yelled, "Yo, dude! I was going for this space and you know it, douche." I laughed but what happened next made me want to roll on the floor laughing.

A girl with purplish hair came out of the car, walked over to us and said, "Yo, dude. Ever heard the phrase 'Ladies first?', douche." she glanced at me for a second before walking off. I burst out laughing.

"It's not funny. She's hot and she probably hates me now. My reputation is ruined, Michael." I rolled my eyes. "You don't have a reputation yet, Pryce." he laughed.

Tori's Pov

New students! New students means new friends! God, I love meeting new people. I run over to Cat, smiling, and notice there's a blonde girl next to her. "Oh, hey Cat. I see you made a new friend." she giggled causing the blonde to turn around.

She looks like Nina Dobrev. Except she's a blonde. She laughs at my expression. "Hi, I'm Elena." she holds out her hand and I shake it.

"Surprise!" she yells, happily."What surprise?" I asked confused. "She's my sister! Fraternal twin to be more exact." Cat said, using her sophisticated voice. I laughed, "Welcome to Hollywood Arts, Elena." I say to her after Cat finished giggling. "Thanks." she replies. Soon enough Jade joins us. "Hey Elena, hey Cat." she says, calmly sipping her coffee.

"You know about her sister?" I ask Jade. "Duh. I'm Cat's best friend." I feel offended. I sigh and continue the conversation with them.

Robbie's Pov

"So, ventriloquism is considered a talent?" a new kid asks for the millionth time. "Yes, Pryce, ventriloquism is considered a talent." he gives me a weird look. "Why?" I scoff, "WHY? WHY? Because it's the single most difficult thing to master. A newbie like you wouldn't understand."

His friend, Michael, I think takes Rex from me. "Hey, give him back!" I say. "Hold on." He rests Rex on his arm.

"I think ventriloquism is quite easy." Rex says in a weird English accent. "What have you done to him?" I ask in horror. "Nothing. I'm just being a ventriloquist." He answers before giving it back.

"Hey Robbie." I hear Beck's voice from behind me. "Oh, hey, Beck." I say, while putting Rex back into his position. "What are you doing here?" Beck asks Pryce.

"I auditioned for HA and got in. I'm supposed to be here." Pryce says, not sounding to happy. "Well, how come I'm just hearing about this now." Pryce scoffs, "Maybe because it has nothing to do with you." And with that Pryce walks away.

"Sorry 'bout him." Michael says to me before going after Pryce.

Andre's Pov

The bell finally rang. That's a sentence no teenager has ever said. I walked quickly to Sikowitz's class room. It's my favorite class of the day. When I finally got there Tori, Cat, and a girl with blonde hair.

"Hey, Cat?" I ask her, once I sit down next to Tori. "Yeah?" she replies, "Who's that?" her head turns to the blonde next to her. "Oh her? She's my sister." I nod. "Cool."

Tori gawks at me. "Just 'cool'? You're not offended that you didn't know about her before?" she asks incrediously, "No." I say, shrugging my shoulders.

The late bell ring and as usual Sikowitz comes in through the window and confuses all the new students. "Okay, class. Today we are going to get to know eachother-"

Sikowitz was cut off by three new students barging into the classroom. "Looks like we have our first tardie's. You three come up here." Sikowtiz points at the stage. The girl walks up the stage with confidence and the two guys walk up the steps, their heads hanging in shame.

"Each of you will tell us your full name, a nick name, what got you into Hollywood Arts , and why you are tardy." Sikowitz says, taking a sip from his coconut. "Ladies first."

The girl with purple hair straightens up and says, "Daniella Marie Williams, but you can call me Dana. I got into Hollywood Arts because I sing, dance, and act. I am tardy because that guy decided he'd like to hit on me resulting in us being late for class."

She crossed her arms and made her way off the stage. She took a seat behind me, between Beck and Sinjin. "Okay, next."

"Pryce Anthony Cleveland, my friends call me Ace. I got into HA mainly because I play piano and guitar but I can also sing and write my own music. I am late because, well, I wanted to ask her out. We had misunderstanding."

Sikowitz started laughing, "You got rejected." he said in between laughter. He suddenly stopped and said, "Next."

"Michael Anthony Myers, you can call me Mike or Mikey. My skills consist of acting, singing, and I also write my own songs. I'm tardy because I was trying to get these two to class." We laughed as they walked off the stage.

"And as punishment, all three of you will bring me a coconut tomorrow." he says. "Wait, that wasn't the punishment?" the purple-haired girl said. "Of course not. Everyone is doing that today. Have fun shopping for coconuts." he says.

Well, that's all for today! Thanks for reading this. Please leave a review letting me know what you think. I also encourage constructive criticsm. Thanks again!

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