Me and Sam walk back to Tori's her talking and me with my headphones in because Sam's conversation consists of her talking about my crush on Tori or her favorite positions and Cat's libido. There are some things that even best friends shouldn't know about each other.

When we arrive at Tori's she and Cat are on the couch. I glance at the TV. They've fallen asleep watching John Tucker Must Die. I smile and grab two blankets from up in Tori's room. When I get back downstairs, Sam has made herself comfortable on the couch next to Cat. I can see Cat sidling closer to Sam in her sleep. I cover them with a blanket and Sam nods at me gratefully. I sit on the other couch next to Tori. I drape the blanket over both of us, careful not to wake her.

She shifts in her sleep. Next thing I know, she's laying on top of me. Like, right on top. Her right arm is underneath me, and her left arm is on my right shoulder. Her head is on my right elbow, making her mouth about level with my boob. I turn my head slightly sideways and see Sam laughing at me.

"Shut up." I mouth.

The turn of my head knocks the hand on my shoulder. I feel the hand slip down. Fuck. Her hand is on my boob. Tori's hand is on my boob. And not just like a finger, or just a nipple. The whole hand. Over the whole boob. I blush. Sam laughs, but when Cat stirs, she stifles it quickly. Not quickly enough, because Cat wakes up. Sam puts a finger over her mouth, and points to us. Cat takes a picture.

Then the chanting starts. "Jade and Tori sitting in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G! First comes love, then comes marriage, then-"

Tori wakes up. "Uhhh. Weird pillow." Then she squeezes my boob. Oh, my god. I bite my lip to keep from moaning. Sam and Cat are laughing. I glare at them and look down at Tori.

"Uh, Tor, that's not a pillow. That's my boob." I say.

"Oh my god! Jade!" She leaps about a foot into the air.

"On that note, I think we'll leave. Jade, remember what I told you." Sam laughs, sticking her tongue out and wiggling it up and down a few times. My blush deepens.

"Get out!" I yell, flinging a pillow at them. They do.

I glance at the clock. "Okay, if you're still tired, why don't you go up to your room?" She does. I stand in the doorway with my hand on the light switch.

"No! Please stay." Tori asks.

"Of course." I reply. "So, what next? I'm thinking we try out an Anna Kendrick marathon. How does Rapture Palooza sound?"

"Great." She smiles.

I get a bag of popcorn from the kitchen and lay on the bed next to her, with both our heads against the headboard. She wraps us both up in the blanket again. We get up to the scene where Lindsay and Ben's sandwich cart gets totaled, and Tori falls asleep. How she did that, I will never know. Giant explosion on screen, and she sleeps through it. I sigh and kiss the top of her head, and smell her hair. This is so creepy. I wrap my arms around her a bit tighter and watch the rest of the movie. As the end credits roll I close my eyes, ready to sleep, when she moves again and ends up in THE EXACT SAME POSITION AS EARLIER, except the hand stays on my shoulder. I turn to face her, and her arm moves again, this time falling around the back of my neck. My arms automatically go around her waist. I fall asleep quickly.

When I wake up, Tori is gone.

"Good morning." Says a voice from somewhere above me. I look up. Tori is standing over me, holding a cup of coffee. She offers me the cup. I sit up and take it. "Black. Two sugars." She tells me.

"Thanks." I say. I take a sip. My eyes go wide. "Oh my god, this is the best coffee I've ever had." She laughs. "No, seriously. The best."

"I hope so. It's homemade. Not that garbage you buy from JetBrew. I'm gonna go get changed for school. Enjoy." She smirks, going to her wardrobe. I find my eyes travelling south as she walks away.

Then I realize what she said. Shit, it's Monday. I groan and set my coffee on the side. I pick up a change of clothes and go downstairs to get changed. Just as I'm pulling off my shirt to put on a new one, Tori comes downstairs. It then occurs to me that I'm standing in front of the girl I like, in only my underwear. Fuck.

I smile at the girl standing paralyzed at the foot of the stairs. "Don't be shy." I tease. I pull on my skirt and a pair of tights. Then I bend over and pick up my shirt, which I 'dropped', and pull on my shirt. Slowly. Her eyes widen. She bites her lip. I can see her go from her relaxed stance to squeezing her legs together tightly. Then I hear;

"Dios, es hermosa."

Damn, that's hot. I don't even know what she's saying. Wait, what is she saying? It's definitely Spanish, I'll have to look it up later... Oh, screw it.

"What?" I ask.

"What?" She replies.

"I don't speak Spanish, Tor. Can you translate?" I smile.

"Translate what?" She looks like a deer in headlights.

"You just-"

"Tori!" Oh, God, please no. I look at the top of the stairs and It is standing there. Why, God? Why do you hate me? What did I ever do to you?

"Hey, Trina! When did you get back? Are mom and dad with you?"

"No. They decided to stay behind. They're having a fiftieth honeymoon." It sighs.

"Fiftieth? Pretty sure you only have 1. Maybe 2." I say.

"Yeah, they use it as an excuse to get away from us." Tori shrugs.

"And I got back at about 8. I would've told you, but you looked very... peaceful. You 2 were smiling in your sleep. I never thought Jade West could actually look cute." She says, holding in obvious laughter. "I thought you were Hayley for a second. Seriously,Tori, if you ever get back with that bitch, I will slap you."

I frown. I don't look like Hayley, do I? I mean, I dyed my hair back to brown, and we're both girls, but other than that... I shake my head.

Tori laughs. "Don't worry, Trin. Never gonna happen."

"Hayley? Does sweet little Tori Vega have a Sapphic secret?" I joke in my Tori voice, and brace myself.

"I DON'T TALK LIKE THAT!" She yells.

"Chill out, Tor. You know I'm kidding."

"Yeah, yeah." She smiles and turns back to Trina, who squeals.

"Eeep! You two are such a cute couple! Not as cute as me, but cute."

"Not a couple." Tori mutters.

"Hey! Tori may be cute, but I'm not. I'm bad ass." I smirk.

"You think I'm cute?" Tori smiles. Fuck.

"Uh... um... you see... Let's go to school now." I say, finishing my coffee, feeling my face redden. I see the Vegas exchange a look, and ignore them, grabbing my car keys. I take Tori's hand and pull her out of the house towards my car.

"No detours, you two!" Trina cackles.

"Very funny!" Tori shouts back.

The drive is silent, until I hear "Got a one way ticket down a 2 way street
Got the wind in my hair and there's dust on my feet." I glance over at Tori. She hasn't noticed.

"Tor. Tor. Listen." I turn it up.

"Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god!" She yells. "I'm on the radio!"

"Yeah, baby!" I yell back. Then I realize what I said, and blush.

She raises her eyebrows and starts to sing along and I smile and laugh at her enthusiasm. The song ends and then a familiar intro plays.

"Oh my god." Tori laughs, and starts singing. "Why'm I always hit on by the boys I never like? I can always see 'em coming, from the left and from the right."

"I don't wanna be a priss, I'm just tryna be polite, but it always seems to bite me in the-!" I sing.

We continue the song, Tori full on dancing and me driving with 1 hand and making little gestures with the other.

"Remember that?" She smiles.

"Course. Best night of my life!" We've arrived. She's not noticed, though.

"Yeah, those boys ran for their lives! Think it was your countdown. I still can't decide if it was the hottest thing ever or the scariest." She smirks.

"Okay, first off, there's a thin line between love and hate, so there's probably about the same size line between hot and scary. Second, you think it was hot?"

Her mouth opens and closes a few times. "Oh, look, we're here!" She gets out of the car. I smirk and get out my side. I turn to face her.

"Are you sure you want to do this? It's not too late to call in sick. Well, actually, it might be. We're already late. But, still."

She takes a deep breath. "I'm sure. I need to out all this behind me and just carry on as normal."

"Okay. Let's go, then."

I feel her hand seeking my hand. I don't hesitate to take hold. We're about to walk in when a motorbike carrying 2 people stops in front of us. Like, right in front.

"Hiii!" Cat says.

"Sam! You could have run into us!" Tori exclaims.

"But I didn't." She replies.

"I swear, that'll be on your gravestone." She laughs.

"Yeah, yeah, I don't care. Now, Kitten, you're late for school. See you tonight."

"Kay kay! Bye Sammy!" Cat says, taking her helmet off and putting it on the back of Sam's motorcycle. She gives her a kiss that should not be allowed anywhere near a school.

"Okay, okay, break it up." Tori chuckles awkwardly.

"Yeah, you're hardly 1 to talk. You want Jade so much you feel her up in your sleep!" Sam says. I laugh slightly and blush, and Tori vaguely resembles a tomato. She didn't deny it.

"Let's go to class." Tori grabs my wrist and drags me off.

Class is slow. And boring. We don't have a lesson with Sikowitz today, which is... weird, to say the least. I never leave Tori's side the whole day. At lunch I sit next to her. We go to each others lockers. We get weird looks the whole day but I glare at them and they shut up. At 1 point it all got too much for Tori, so we hid out in the janitors closet.

After school I drove with Tori to my place and grabbed some more clothes, and left a note on the refrigerator, not that my dad would care enough to read it, assuming he even came home. I ran back out to the car and we drove back to Tori's, where we watched movies until we fell asleep and I slept over in Tori's bed and Tori would wake me up with a coffee and we would start over again.

This went on for about a week, until on Friday night, when Tori did something to break the routine.

We were lying in bed, and she moved from her position (her arms around my waist and her head on my stomach), to look up at me.

"Jade?"

"Yeah, Tor?" I asked, smiling.

"Can I try something?"

"Yeah, what?"

"Just... shh, okay?" She told me. I raised an eyebrow, still smiling. She crawled up the bed and straddled me. Then she leaned down and our lips connected. She pulled away after a while. Not long enough for it to be heated, but long enough for me to feel those butterflies.

"Did you get what you needed?" I asked.

She nodded. "Jade... I needed to do that to be certain, and now I can safely say... Jadelyn West, I've fallen for you."

I smirked. "Well, if we're using full names then I can say that Victoria Vega, that's a good thing, because I've fallen for you too."

She smiled and kissed me again. I kissed back. It got heated, and she pulled away.

"Sorry. I got a bit carried away." I said sheepishly.

"It's okay, it's just... maybe we should wait a while... I'm not ready just yet."

"I understand." I told her.

"Thank you."

"Let's get some sleep." I said. She agreed.

The next day we went back to the routine, but with a few slight differences. We were constantly holding hands. When we took breaks in the janitors closet, they usually went from calming Tori down to making out. Even Sikowitz noticed how close we'd gotten.

A week later, we officially came out to our friends. And Sikowitz. We became the 'it' couple at HA.

On our six month anniversary me and Tori had sex for the first time. And it was worth the wait. A few days later we found out that Daniel was sentenced to 8 years in prison, with good behavior.

On our three year anniversary, I proposed, and she said yes.

On our four year anniversary, we got married, and Tori's first album went platinum.

On our fifth year anniversary, our daughters, Samantha Pamela Vega-West and Caterina Holly Vega-West were born. Tori insisted on a natural birth. The same year, my first movie was released, and the soundtrack (featuring vocals from Jade West and Victoria Vega) to go with it.

And on our ten year anniversary, Tori and I decided to sit down and write her story, so if anyone else goes through this, they know that they can turn it around, and not define their life by it, and so people realize that it's not only the rapists who are punished by their actions.

We did see Daniel again, unfortunately. He said he's mended his ways, but we highly doubt that. I think that if he has, it has something to do with what they do to rapists in prison...

You hear so much about the rapists, and how they face the consequences, but you never hear about the consequences the victims and the people around them face.

But I'm proud to say that my wife, now twenty six years old and mother of two, award winning singer, songwriter, and actress, has proved over and over again that she doesn't need to define herself by her past and she can carry on with her life and not let if define her and I grow to love her more every day.