A/N: Okay so this is my very first Fanfiction (yikes) And I hope to make it a good one. Please review and tell me why it sucks and I will fix it! The story will switch from Jade and Tori's POV so keep an eye on the change! Rated M for future chapters…yes…yes.

Disclaimer: I own nothing of Victorious…sniffle

/Jade/

A violent shiver snakes up my spine and jerks me awake. I've fall asleep in Sikowitz's class…again. I blink a few times to regain focus of my surroundings.

"Ah, Jade. Did we wake you from your little nappy nap?"

I roll my eyes at Sikowitz. I usually enjoy his class, but lately it's becoming more of a bother. I pinch the bridge of my nose, and yawn loudly. This is probably the 4th time I've fallen asleep in class this week. Sikowitz eyes me down for a few seconds, and then continues to whatever he was talking about. I shift my body a little, sitting up straight and I cross my arms in front of my chest, trying to pay attention. Luckily, I scare Sikowitz enough to where he doesn't even try to discipline me. I found this to be a good thing, or else I would have been have gotten a million detentions by now.

"Stop falling asleep, Jade!" Cat whispers behind me. I turn my body to look at her. I squint my eyes and make a face that has "shut up" written all over it. She squeaks, and covers her mouth with both hands. I smirk and twist back around. I'm pretty good at communicating with my eyes. Beck has always told me I have the uncanny ability to smile with my eyes.

Beck…

I slide down in my seat. I nearly forgot it has been almost 3 weeks since we broke up. He embarrassed me entirely at Tori's house that day we weren't invited to play cards. It's not like I cared about not being invited, but Beck had the nerve to just…let me go, and walk away in front of everyone, making me look so stupid. I carefully look around the room, to find Beck. Robbie is sitting quietly with Rex, listening intently at Sikowitz. Andre is staring at the floor, bobbing his head up and down, like he has a music player inside his brain, and there, like a perfectly chiseled marble statue, is Beck is sitting coolly in a seat by the window, arms crossed with his head leaning on his shoulder, the sunlight hitting his face at just the right angles. I feel so pathetic, eyeballing him from across the room like he's a piece of meat. Suddenly, I notice Tori isn't here. It's not like her to miss school.

"Jade!"

I jump at the sound of Sikowitz's voice. He clears his throat and points at me.

"Did you hear what I just said Missy?"

"Yea…err…no actually." I scratch my head. What's wrong with me lately?

"I said, everyone here will be paired for a group project. You and your partner will create a screen play with your own original content that must be at least 10 minutes long. You will perform it here at the school, in front of family and friends in the black box theatre. I'm giving you a month from today to hand me a copy of your screen play, and another two months for preparation…sets, costumes, all that jazz!"

Ugh, another group project. I hate people. I wish I could bury myself in a whole for the rest of the school year, just so I can be alone.

Robbie raises his hand high into the air.

"Will we get to choose our partners?"

"Absolutely not! Frankly I'm sick of seeing you guys always choose the same partners for group projects. The whole point of this activity is for everyone to come out from their comfort zone with someone they're not use to being paired with. In the real world, you're not always going to work with the same people. So I want to mix it up a bit."

I look at my watch. Class will be over in 5 minutes. I seriously consider leaving for the day to go home. I'm running on maybe 3 hours of sleep, and my mind is nowhere here. I start to gather my things as Sikowitz finishes his lecture.

"Okay, so here's who I'm going to pair up…" He looks around the room. I'm sitting on the edge of my chair begging quietly for him to hurry the fuck up. "Robbie with Brittney, Andre with Helena, um…oh, Cat with Leo…" I sigh loudly on purpose. I swear this man…. "Ahem…Beck with Olivia..." I watch Beck's face light up when he hears Olivia's name. Sikowitz is still naming pairs, but I ignore him. I switch my gaze to Olivia who is beaming just as bright. I make a mental note to fuck with her later. "Bill and Jarrod….and finally, Jade and Tori!"

"What?" The bell rings and kids are rushing out of the door. I rise slowly and watch as Beck and Olivia leave the room together, chatting away. When the classroom is finally empty, I stomp over to Sikowitz, who is starting to leave as well.

"I do not want to be paired with Vega." I sharply state. He looks at me with disappointment, and for a moment, I feel hurt. Sikowitz has never had such a serious look on his face before. He clears his throat again and sighs heavily.

"Look, Jade," he begins, his eyes narrowing as he thinks of what to say. "I know the past 3 weeks haven't been treating you so well, with…well you know-"

"Get to the point" I growl, folding my arms with raised eyebrows.

"Okay Okay" He says, putting his hands up in defense. "I'd figure that pairing you with Tori might, you know, perk you up a bit. I know you guys have some…issues with each other. But from what I've seen, Tori is a nice girl and does nothing but care about everyone, even you. Maybe spending some time with her with during this project will help you get over this bre-" I scowl at him fiercely, and he shudders back a bit "…situation you're going through right now. Plus, you two never work together on anything."

I can do nothing but stare at him. I don't need Tori. I don't need anyone. I just want Beck back, but from what I saw today, it doesn't seem like I'm the least bit on his mind. I start chewing on my bottom lip to prevent a nasty onslaught of words from coming out of my mouth.

"What If I refuse to work with her."

He looks at me with that same expression of disappointment from just a moment ago. It's very rare that you see Sikowitz look like this. It's sort of scaring me now.

"Then I will have to fail you for this grading period, Jade. This is a major grade and if you refuse to do it, I will have to give you a zero."

I nod my head slowly. I defiantly do not want a zero, but I defiantly do not want to work with Tori either. I turn on my heels, arms still folded, and start walking out of the classroom without saying another word. I stare at my feet as I'm walking to my locker. The halls are already starting to get less populated as the bell for the next class is about to ring. I nonchalantly open my locker and I freeze. The urge to cry crashes on me like a 50 foot wave. I want to cry, but I can't. I've cried every day for the past 3 weeks at home, and I'd be damned if anyone saw me cry here at school. Beck and I have not spoken since that day at Tori's house. It's so god damn hard seeing him at school all the time. We have almost every class together and we sit at the same lunch table with Andre, Robbie Cat and Tori. You can just feel the awkwardness at the lunch table because neither of us says one word the entire time. I want to be near him, and I want to be so far away from him. I want him to touch me, I want to rip his fucking limbs apart. I want…I just want-

The bell rings almost too loudly. I gasp and realize I've been looking at the inside of my locker for the past 2 minutes, not grabbing or doing anything.

"Fuck it"

I grab the things I need from my locker and slam it shut. I pull out my car keys from my purse and quickly head to the school parking lot. I am not going to let myself fall apart at school again. Not like the first time Beck and I broke up, where I was found crying in the girl's bathroom on the floor. How pitiful, right? I find my car and quickly unlock it. I throw myself inside. I'm about to start the car when suddenly my phone vibrates in my pocket. I check it, and it's a text message from Cat.

"Where are youuuu? ."

I respond with "Going home" and throw the phone on the passenger chair and start my car. My knuckles turn white on the steering wheel as I make my way out of the parking lot. As soon as I can't see Hollywood Arts in my rear view mirror, I cry. I let it all out. The road is becoming blurry with tears and my makeup is running down my cheek, and I just don't care. I can hear my phone vibrate on the chair, but I don't check it. I am so absorbed in my own sadness, my reckless driving doesn't even phase me. I pass a few stop signs and red lights. I get a few honks and middle fingers. I don't even care if I get a ticket, or crash my car. At this point, both of those things sound better than thinking about Beck.

A/N: Oh gosh, I'm so nervous. Wah. I hope that it was okay to whoever is reading this. Review por favor! Yea...