A/N: I wonder if this was thought about and actually written out.

Thank you to holymfwickee, for inspiring me with her/his story of My First Date with Katniss Everdeen. This is indeed a Hunger Games fanfiction. I would recommend it for any Peeta/Katniss shippers out there.

I have not a set time for the updates. They will be random.

Thank you and enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own Victorious.

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Tori

I walked in, lacking any of the confidence my sister Trina was displaying. Though I am undoubtedly exhilarated for my first day as a Hollywood Arts student, I can't help but feel I don't belong in a school for such talented people.

"Oh, fantastic," I mutter when I notice my sister abandoning me for some gossip about who even cares?

After encountering an odd redhead, I received helpful information from a geeky boy and a creepy puppet. I make my way over to the classroom of some teacher named Sikowitz. I dawdled around the room, before abruptly pivoting on my heel at a new sound. Given my horrible luck, I crash into a guy and spill his drink all over his shirt.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry," I hurriedly apologize. Five minutes in and my clumsiness already ruins me.

He laughs it off, "No, no. It's cool-"

"Here lemme get that…" I interrupt him as I move my arm to rub the brown liquid out. I let the cloth of my shirt barely touch his before I pull back, deciding it was a dumb idea.

I give an awkward close lipped smile and said, "Um, why don't I get a few paper towels…?"

"Yeah, yeah sure. I'm Beck, by the way." He extended the hand that wasn't gripping the empty cup. Taking it, I introduce myself as well and left to the girls room.

On my way there I realized two things: one, I haven't the slightest clue of the location of the lavatory, and two, the girl I just passed caught my attention. I turned back, and called out, "Hey, um, do you think you could tell me where the restroom is?"

The black-clad teenager paused and rotated her hips ever so slowly. She appeared to study me, although I couldn't really tell. The girl was most likely an amazing actress, with the way she could conceal her emotions. An eye twitched and that was the only movement of her expression before she spoke. She produced low, but very much feminine voice. "Go past the Wahoo Punch machine. Turn right at the end of the hall." My eyes trailed the movement of her pink lips; my ears devouring the symphony coming from her lips; my eyes traveling way… too… low… Her eyes are up there, Tori! I scold myself.

"Umm, thanks..." I leave an air of question, expecting her to tell me her name. Her mouth curves up condescendingly and forms into a smirk.

"Jade," and with that, she leaves in a flourish. I stare at her retreating back, mouth parted. Idiotically, I'm sure. I shut it quickly, just in case Jade glances back for whatever reason.

As a matter of fact, she does. Her light brown hair swishes and then I see three quarters of her face. I feel my own grow steadily warmer when Jade lifts her left eyebrow at me. I notice it's pierced, which does nothing to help my growing attraction toward her.

I rose a hand and wiggled three fingers in a lame attempt of acknowledgment. I was the first to leave this time; my embarrassment, I concluded, was much too obvious now. My ears catch a low rumble, but delightful, from Jade. I assumed it was one in amusement and my face flushed even more. My feet pick up speed, eager to get away from the situation.

As I enter my destination, my brain goes into overdrive, analyzing every move and behavior toward Jade. It was odd. I never felt this toward anyone, much less a girl.

With a couple of paper towels in hand, I head over the Beck while blatantly averting my eyes away from the pale girl next to him. He gave a smile and tipped his head in thanks.

"What do you think you're doing?" came a sharp voice.

I looked over and mentally cursed myself. It was Jade. "I- uh- I spilled coffee on him. And, um, got him something to dry himself off."

"Babe, it's fine," Beck reassured, "She didn't try anything."

She glowered at me and I meekly shrank down a few inches. "I didn't, I swear."

"Ah, Toro, a classroom is no place for swearing." A man that appeared out of nowhere stood on the stage. Although he dressed like a homeless person, I assumed he was the instructor, considering he spoke with a confidence I have never found in tramps.

"Sorry." I refrained from correcting him since I swore, which, apparently went against his rules.

"Come on up. I assume you know what improv is?"

I looked up, "Er, yes and no." Yes and no, Tori? Really? What is that supposed to mean?

"And what does that mean?"

"No." I concluded.

"Ah, well…" He continued on to give a brief explanation of the subject. I attempted to follow his words, but I haven't the slightest thought that I would go into acting and singing; therefore, you could imagine the difficulty I am experiencing.

"So Toro, choose your actors!"

I didn't hesitate this time, "It's Toree."

Sikowitz continued without missing a beat, "Well TorEE, choose your actors."

I decided on Andre first, since he became my first friend at this school. "Andre…" I fumbled with my next words, "Er, Cat. Jade and… Beck." I felt uneasy selecting him, because Jade grew angry at me for only speaking with him. However, she eased my worries when I saw her eyes merely widened a tad bit.

We performed a scene about big news, with it being I was pregnant with Beck's child. The twist we came up with was the child actually belonged to Andre, but I'm in a relationship with Beck. Jade became the other dirty person who slept with Beck, much to her chagrin in the way it developed to that revelation. Basically, we achieved the classic, stereotypical high school movie plot.

By the time the unique tri-toned bell rang for lunch break, I felt pretty good about myself and my place in Hollywood Arts. I strolled out the door with Andre. Expecting to head to a cafeteria for our meals, I was once again thrown off when we went straight past the mentioned dining hall and straight outside. "Are we going out to eat?" I asked.

"Nah. This is the Asphalt Cafe. It's where most students eat here. Besides, foods better too." He led me to a food truck. "This is the Grub Truck. Man up there is Fetus. Tell 'im what you want."

"Oh. Well, I'll get a turkey sandwich on rye."

"I only have burritos," he countered.

"Um, a burrito then."

"Make that two," Andre added.

Fetus disappeared to the back, then emerged moments later with two containers in hand. "One turkey on rye and one burrito."

I took it, bemused, "I thought you said you only have burritos."

"What does it look like I am, an elephant?"

I grew more puzzled, "But-"

Andre pulled me away before I could finish, "Don't try to figure him out. Besides, I'm starving."

We took a seat a couple of tables from the truck. I removed a triangle from the box and lifted it up to my mouth. Before I could bite, someone sat down next to me and threw their lunch on the table. Quite recklessly I might add. I turned my head curiously, my sandwich hovering next to my head.

"Heeyyy," I drawl.

Jade replied simply, "'Ello."

I shifted my gaze to the other people that have joined and nodded in greeting.

"You know all at this table already right, Tori?" Andre questioned.

"Mhm."

Cat made a random comment on her brother, who I really am concerned for. Everyone started talking animatedly after that, but I just idly nibbled on my food.

It wasn't because I am anti-social, no, I am far from that. The reason for my lack of speaking is because of the pale girl next to me. I wanted to be careful with my actions. I felt I couldn't make a fool of myself in front of Jade. A few minutes have passed and my discomfort with silence is already growing. Finally, I cleared my throat and prepared to say something witty when the person I craved to impress cut me off.

"I'm taking your pickle." Jade said without any room for argument and took the green vegetable. I opened my mouth to object, but promptly closed it at her challenging scowl.

"Jadey, why'd you steal Tori's pickle?"

"Yeah, you barely met her today," Robbie added.

She sent a withering glare at him and hissed at Cat, "Don't call me that."

The bespectacled boy winced and pinched his eyes closed.

Cat cowered, but became happy once more when I shot her a reassuring smile. "It's okay. I let her because she's my friend." I leaned over and whispered the last part, scared Jade would reject me.

Cat giggled. "Kay, kay."

I settled back comfortably with a look of content. My life just got a heck lot more positive and promising. I couldn't wait for where high school would take me.