Story: I can be nothing, cause she's my everything.

Category: Victorious

Author: Nue

Rating: T

Pairing: Tori Vega x Jade West.

Summary: They met at HighSchool and went to separate ways. The girls turned into young women, followed their paths. But something is missing...

Chapter 1

The Black Box was at its maximum capacity, the decorations reminded the once students about their first Prome, held at the Asphalt Cafe, full of balloons.

They're celebrating their first reunion after graduation, or in case for many of them, just an excuse to party, after all, being a perfoming art student in Hollywood seemed enough to open many doors to a lot of them. So not everyone of them had to leave their town to look out for better chances.

Like, for example, Andre Harris. The extremely talented boy got a scholarship at Berkeley and got his Music degree with honors. Now he worked as music producer, among other things, for a famous label.

He was the one who gave his best friend, Victoria Vega, the chance to shine.

Again.

The 26 years old half-Latina, now only know by 'Tori', was a big hit. Her songs were famous around the world and she was building a sucessful actress career. But she was still that little girl who once was too embarassed to perfomed in front of a crowd, all those years ago. Tori tried to be humble and strong, cause she knew about how hard this industry could be.

The two of them were in a corner, next to one of the speakers, drinking pounch and talking about how things had changed since graduation. Next to them, Trina was talking to a boy, who she could swear on her dead grandma's soul she knew. Althought she was one year older than Tori, she was her manager and a pretty good one. So she had to be at that party, to taking care of her baby sister. Ok, not her baby sister. Her client.

"Robbie Shapiro! Man, you hadn't changed a thing!" Andre hugged his old friend.

"Just my glasses." Robbie shrugged. After some years of therapy, he could get ridden of his old friend Rex and became a comediant, taking advantage of his resemblance with Andy Sandberg. His sketch on Saturday Night Live was unbeliavable hilarious and his stand up comedy number was pretty good on his SplashFace channel.

The half-Latina smiled at them, she really had missed her friends, before excusing herself, letting Andre know she need some air. Tori felt great, breathing her old school air again. She traveled the whole world, but that building, among with her parents' house were her home. Not even her fancy-shmancy mansion in Berverly Hills. She was on tour all the time, so she didn't had time to enjoy her house. But Tori knew that she didn't belong in that big empty house.

Things were going pretty well for her. She was talented and so lucky to have a friend like Andre or a manager like Trina. Tori knew she was doing okay. Even now, walking through the empty hallways of her old school and looking at her old locker (redecorated now, of course, with a pretty weird surrealist painting).

She was more than okay.

It wasn't like she wasn't in a party mood. But she was always around people. And Tori was feeling a little tired of people right now. Trina was a great manager, when she finally realized her place in show business, but she could be so insanely demanding, always getting her client interviews, or scheduling Tori's presence in public events, like movie premieres.

Tori wandered through the building, thinking about everything and nothing at the same time. That school was the beginning of everything. The reason she became 'Tori', pop star and actress.

The reason she didn't had time for social life, or romance, or even her friends and family.

But Tori couldn't complain. She was living the dream, she had made it!

Even feeling empty and lonely sometimes, she knew she had a great life.

Damn old Hollywood Arts, bringing all those sad feelings back to her.

She knew she need a break before Trina sends a search party looking for her. So she found the girl's restroom, starting to wash her hands, and fixing her make up.

"Come on Tori. You can do this!" She watched herself in the mirror saying those words to her.

"You know, Vega, talking to yourself is the first symptom of madness." A familiar voice was heared. Tori just raised her eyes, she couldn't stop smiling when she saw her old frenemy standing next to her, washing her hands.

Jade West was even more beautiful than before, like that could be possible. Her pale skin, her black curls and those feral blue-greenish eyes weren't the same from their time at school, Jade was a grown woman now. She still had that need to wear black clothes, she was wearing a black leather pants, a black fitting button up and high heeled boots. And just because she was Jade West, the school badass, her name tag was saying "Wicked Witch" instead of her name.

"I thought you weren't coming." Tori said, her eyes locked with her mirror self.

"Cat couldn't come, so she send me. She told me to get your autograph for her." Jade smirked, drying her long fingers. Tori couldn't help but smile. Jade had been accepted at NYU and Cat went with her, to try her chances at Broadway. The improbable pair was doing great now, for what Tori had heard. Jade was the screenplay writer prodigy and she was begining to direct a couple of off Broadway shows. And Cat had her big break last year, after a few years of being in the chorus.

"Is she still seeing that Martin guy?" Tori asked, when she realized they were staring at each other reflexes for a couple of minutes. She hated when she was at loss of words. She hated that the other woman still could make her feel like that.

Like her 18 years old self. Back in that damn Prome night, and the after party which had changed her life forever.

"I don't know. Probably." Jade said with a nonchalant voice. She had this uninterested look on her face, and she was checking her nails, utterly bored.

"And you? Seeing somebody?" Tori didn't know why she was asking those stupid questions. Of course she still talked to Cat, the bubbly, insane-ish red head was a dear friend and even being a adult, away from home, fighting for her dream, Cat was still the same adorable girl that Tori knew at high school. They hadn't seen each other in what, 5 years? But Tori still kept contact with her dear friend, and when she found out about Cat getting her first main role on Broadway, she was originating a role and people would be looking up at her perfomance, Tori was overseas, so she couldn't be at her opening night.

Tori always admired her cute friend. Cat was an amazing actress and she could sing like an angel.

The latina singer missed her friend. Maybe next time she was in the city, she could meet her.

If Trina let her. There's some rumors about a new world wide tour, so Tori didn't know if she would be able to escape for a few days.

The two women stood in front the mirrors, the air was so thick between them. They always had this weird atmosfere around them, since Tori's first day at her new school.

"No one likes Trina. Care to tell me why she's here?" Jade said, her voice was deep and husky, as she checked her make up.

The other woman chuckled, Jade and her vicious tongue. "She's my manager. So she insisted to be here, to make sure I was safe."

More silence.

More awkward silence.

"Well, you're her best chance to see what's like to be talented."

"You shouldn't say these things about her, you know. She can be obnoxious and a little creepy sometimes, but she's still my sister."

Jade quickly closed the distance between them, her blue eyes locked with Tori's. "Oh Jade, you shouldn't mock me sister like that!" Jade said, in her Tori mock voice.

"I told you a million times, I don't talk like that."

Tori smiled, planting a gentle kiss on Jade's nose. "You're still the same silly girl I met all those years ago, you know that?" She said, her tanned arms wrapped around the pale woman's waist.

"And yet, you love me. You're so fucked up, Vega."

Their lips met in a gentle, almost chaste kiss.

"I missed you." Jade said, her cold fingertips caressing Tori's face. "Wanna go to my hotel room?"

Tori always blushed under Jade's gaze.

"I'll say goodbye to the gang and I'll meet you in the parking lot in 10 minutes, ok?"

TBC.