Here is the first chapter of the sequel to "they say a bad girl will shatter your world, drive you insane". I strongly encourage you to read that fic first because there are a lot of mentions of the 'how they got together' thing. It's gonna be a slightly longer ride than the prequel, but you'll be glad to know the story is already finished, so I'll be posting the chapters in the next couple of weeks.

Enjoy and please, let me know what you think!

Disclaimer: Victorious is the property of Nickelodeon, and is not my intellectual property. This is for entertainment purposes only.

1.

Tori's not very good at science but she finds it interesting. That's why she took that lab class at her old school. Once she transferred to Hollywood Arts, she forgot almost everything she learned in that class. But some things stayed with her.

Like the Laws of Attraction, for some reason. All that stuff about two bodies with opposite charges attracting each other. She remembers it happens because the system wants to be in equilibrium and the only way to find it it's if positive and negative charges meet. And then, there's some sort of clash, a flow of charges until there's equilibrium and one of the strongest bonds in nature is created.

Or something like that.

"Do you believe that opposites really attract?" She asks Andre as she leans next to his locker.

"What, like with magnets and chiz?"

Tori shrugs, not even sure what she's asking.

"Well, yeah. I mean, that's just science, right? Like, it's a law. Not up for debate," he reasons.

"No, but I mean for people. Do you believe it works for people?"

Andre shuts his locker with a thoughtful frown, his music sheets clutched tightly in his hand. "I think for some people, yeah. I guess it depends on the situation; some people are attracted to those similar to them, others aren't." He shrugs and smiles lopsidedly, "I like girls who have stuff in common with me."

Tori sighs distractedly, her eyes scanning the hallway that is crowded with students arriving for their first class.

"But do you think..." A dark figure coming through the front door catches her attention and every other face in the hall fades away to the background. "Do you think two completely different people, who barely ever see eye to eye, who clash together like some kind of explosive reaction and against all the odds... Do you think it can work?"

Jade snaps her bright blue eyes to Tori like she could feel her stare and her step falters. The hand on the strap of her backpack tightens and the corner of her pink lips quirks up on one side in that half smirk that Tori's so accustomed to. Tori lifts her hand dumbly, gives her a small wave and Jade stares at her for a couple more seconds, before her smirk grows into a smile and she looks away. Tori's stomach flutters and she drops her hand to her side, disarmed. It's been a month and a half since they started dating – not counting the week they fake-dated and Tori refuses to count that – but Jade still affects her like the first day.

Andre is looking at her funny and she tries to rein in her grin.

"I don't know," he says continuing their previous conversation, amusement clearly showing. "You tell me."

...

Robbie's argument with Rex is cut off when Jade arrives at the table, slapping a printed paper on the surface and making everyone jump one foot in the air. She looks around at her friends and taps on the paper.

"We need to get in," she states seriously. She then turns to Andre who's sitting next to Tori and raises her eyebrows at him.

"Wha- oh, right." He scoots over a seat and she plops onto the space next to her girlfriend, her hand previously occupied by the paper going to Tori's thigh under the table to squeeze gently just over her knee. Tori smiles at her burrito.

"Into what?" Beck picks the paper that Jade brought.

"NOVAFest LA," Cat reads over his shoulder, "the short film festival for young, aspiring filmmakers."

"Ages to enter the competition, 16 to 25…" Becks skims it over, "Short films must be original, competitors non-professionals… yadda, yadda; Jade, what is this?"

"That," she says after taking a sip of her water, "is our ticket into the world of Hollywood." Everyone around the table waits for her to elaborate. "You guys know Benny Martinez?"

"The director?" Andre asks.

"Uhm, yeah? Who wouldn't know him?" Robbie says like it's obvious. Everyone around the table nods in agreement. He snorts a laugh, "Because his last movie 'Asteroid', the compelling love story of an astronaut woman and an alien that travels in an asteroid, didn't win 3 Oscars last year, right? That didn't happen, so we don't know who he is." He laughs smugly. "Right?"

"Right," Jade says tersely and pointedly. Robbie's smirk falls and he goes back to his food. She shakes her head at Robbie's obnoxiousness and continues talking. "And you know Frankie Beaumont?"

"The actress from that movie we watched last weekend?" Tori asks, trying to recall the name. "'A hundred sunny days'?"

"'A hundred days under the sun'!" Cat yells happily, hitting the table like she's in a quiz show. "Oh I loved that movie! And the ending! So romantic…"

Tori leans into Jade, "Didn't she die at the end?" she whispers. Jade just shakes her head, just as confused.

"Yeah, well, guess what Festival they both won before they jumped into fame? On… different categories, obviously."

"Oh, oh!" Cat slams the table again, squirming in her seat, "I know that one too! It's this one!" She snatches the paper from Beck's hands and waves it around.

"Well done, lil' red," Andre cheers gently as he plucks the paper from her hands. Cat beams at him. "So, you sayin' we make a short film, present it to the judges and if we win, then maybe, we could have a foot into the Hollywood scene. And that's if we get selected."

"Yes, that's what I'm saying."

"I don't know, Jade…" Andre shrugs a shoulder unconvinced. It sounds like a lot of 'maybes'. "We have so much stuff goin' on, I have to write three new songs this semester."

Jade goes to protest, but Beck cuts her off. "Yeah, and my neighbors are paying me to repair their car, which, let me tell you, it's not easy when the car should be in a museum, not a garage."

"I'm taking Tai Chi lessons," Cat announces. When everyone looks at her questioningly, she just shrugs. "Sikowitz told me to." Jade scoffs.

"I…" Robbie starts.

"He doesn't want to," Rex finishes for him.

"No! That's not it! I have things too! Jade, seriously, I have like-"

"Don't wanna know," she cuts him off, hand in the air. "Don't care."

"I'm up for it," Tori says, shrugging. She thinks about the things she has to do this semester. Sure she's busy, songs to perform, auditions for Sickowitz's plays, Trina's birthweek. But she can make time, not only because it's something Jade wants, but because she knows Jade's right, the people who've won this festival are someone now.

Jade smiles crookedly at her and her hand slips back onto Tori's thigh. "Thank you, Tori," she says pointedly, so everyone hears. With gentle fingers, she grabs her chin and plants a sweet kiss on her lips. She takes two seconds to smile against her mouth, lips hovering, before she pulls back and up from the table. "Seems like the thousand dollars reward will be all for us, babe," she says loudly as she turns to leave.

"Wait, what?!" Andre exclaims.

"One-" Robbie gasps.

"Wait, Jade!" Beck calls at her as she walks away, slowly, hips sashaying. Tori watches entranced, amused smile hidden behind her hand.

"Thousand-"

"Jade, don't be like that!" Andre calls, going as far as standing on the bench of the table. "Come on, we were kiddin'!"

"Dollars."

"Still with us, buddy?" Rex asks sarcastically as Robbie starts hyperventilating, thinking about all he could do with that much money.

"Aw, she called you babe," Cat fawns over them, hands under her chin and hearts in her eyes.

Tori shakes her head. This ridiculous bunch are her friends.

...

Tori's been staring for the better part of an hour. She and Jade are studying in Jade's room – well, Tori's studying, and Jade is writing and rewriting the script for the short film they all finally agreed to work on. It didn't take much more convincing after Jade dropped the money bomb. It did take a lot of begging from their friend's part for Jade to accept them back into the team though. Tori knows there was some bribing involved but she hasn't figured out with what yet. She's not sure she wants to know.

So after their last class of the day, they did a quick meeting and everyone agreed that Jade would be the one to write the script– as if there was any doubt, Tori had thought– and the rest of the jobs would be distributed as the project evolved. After the meeting, Jade had asked Tori to come over. So Tori had quickly sent a text to Trina telling her to not wait for her, and brought her homework with her to the West residence.

And that's how, an hour later, she finds herself lounging on Jade's bed, head on her hand and staring at her girlfriend's profile who's sitting on the armchair where she does her Slap videos, typing on her laptop. Inevitably, her mind wanders back to her science class, to negative and positive charges, to magnets and attraction laws. How can they be so different and still connect so well? Jade's night when she's day, cold where she's warm. Still Tori doesn't think she's ever been in a relationship where she felt so… completed. She also has never enjoyed staring at someone so much. Jade West is interesting, even when she's doing practically nothing.

"Vega, if you don't stop staring, I swear to God."

Tori's cheeks redden slightly but she doesn't look away. Instead, she smiles, bites her lip to stop her grin from spreading. "You'll what, West?"

Jade glances at her out of the corner of her eye, not even turning her head, then looks back to her laptop. Tori sighs dramatically, turning on her back with her feet on Jade's pillow, and stretches back like a cat. Her t-shirt, a thin gray cotton one with a smiling ice-cream cone on the front, rides up on her stomach. "What will you do if I keep staring, uh?" Tori asks, "ignore me to death?"

She hears a scoff, but otherwise Jade doesn't respond.

"Maybe I'll die of boredom. Or hunger. Just staring at you," Tori continues, eyes following the patterns on Jade's wall. "You have a nice face to look at, it's only natural," she says matter-of-factly. "I wonder how many brave warriors died from one look at you… That's medusa, right?"

"Argh, fine," Jade groans. Tori tilts her head backwards to look at her. Jade puts the laptop on the table and makes her way to the bed. "I'll pay attention to you. God, you're so needy."

Tori feels the dip on the bed and then Jade's face is hovering over hers, but upside-down. She's leaning on the bed, one hand on either side of Tori's head. Tori smiles goofily, lifts her hand to brush it over Jade's cheekbone, then the bridge of her nose. What a nice face indeed. Her hand sneaks behind Jade's neck and she pulls her down to kiss her, which is weird because they're still upside-down and she never thought she'd kiss anyone Spiderman style. Only, horizontal. Whatever.

"Mhh," Jade hums against her lips. She tries to pull back but Tori holds onto her. Jade chuckles into her mouth.

"Whut?" Tori asks, still refusing to let her go. Jade grabs her hands from her neck and pulls at them gently.

"Nothing, weirdo. This is just a very uncomfortable position for me."

"Well, come here then." Tori pats the space on the bed next to her, the one that's not cluttered with her notebooks, pens and books. Jade complies, climbing into her bed and lying next to Tori. The brunette doesn't waste a second to bring her mouth back to Jade's. She feels a hand slipping under the back of her t-shirt, Jade's cool hand caressing her back, up and down, again and again. Jade knows how much she loves that, that Tori will be purring in her arms in a minute. And Tori hums against her lips, pecks her a couple times and then buries her face into her neck, body impossibly close to Jade's.

"I like when you do that," Tori sighs, dropping her chin to kiss Jade's collarbone.

"I know," Jade answers quietly. She thinks Tori's like a kitten sometimes. All she needs is attention, affection, food and sleep. Jade doesn't even like cats, but this one… this one she'll keep.

They wake up an hour later, still in the same position. Jade pulls her hand out of Tori's shirt, rousing her from her delicious nap.

"You hungry?" Jade asks.

Tori stretches, taps her index finger on her bottom lip. "I could eat."

Jade shakes her head. See? Kitten.

...

Ms. West is just leaving when they get downstairs. Tori's seen her a handful of times since she started dating Jade – actually dating Jade, that is. Valerie's fishing her car keys from her purse, phone pressed to her hear on her shoulder. She catches a glimpse of her daughter and Tori, waving at the latter with a bright smile for a second before barking an incredulous "What?" into her phone.

Minutes later, as Tori seats on the kitchen counter and watches Jade make them sandwiches, her mom peeks her head into the kitchen. "Jade, I'm leaving, I won't be back until late. Tori, honey, it's so good to see you."

"Yeah, you too, Ms. West," Tori says good-naturedly.

"Can you please, remember to call your father? He's been spamming my e-mail with messages about you."

"Yeah, fine," Jade mutters.

"Oh hey, one of this day I'll clear my evening and maybe Tori can come for dinner?" Valerie looks up at her for confirmation. Tori nods, eyes wide.

"Yeah, totally. I'm up for that."

Ms. West smiles, "wonderful." Her phone starts ringing again, and Tori swears she sees Jade's eyes roll. "I've to go. Have fun girls. But, not too much? Whatever that means? Anyway, bye. Love you, Jade. Bye, Tori." And she's out of the house before either of them can respond.

"Your mom's cool," Tori says after a few minutes of silence.

Jade hums non-committal. "Can you get the mayo?"

Tori jumps down from the counter and pulls the fridge door open. "I mean, I guess it sucks you don't see her much but… she tries." She gets no answer. When she closes the fridge, she notices the pictures tapped all over it. There's a young boy, around twelve maybe. Tori recognizes his face from the pictures Valerie showed her months ago. "Is this your brother…?"

"Elliot," Jade finishes. She squirts some mayo on their sandwiches. "Yeah, that's him."

"Is he still at the boarding school?"

"Yep."

Tori stares at his clear blue eyes, tries to spot a difference between his and Jade's. "Do you miss him?"

Jade grunts a laugh. "The little snot? No."

"When is he coming back?"

"I don't know." Jade passes Tori her sandwich and leans back on the kitchen table. "Next holiday, I guess. But he'll probably stay with my Dad."

Tori gives the picture one last glance. "He looks like a sweet kid."

Jade picks at her sandwich and shrugs a shoulder. "He's okay. I guess I don't mind it that much when he stays with Mom and I. I can pull pranks on him, which is always hilarious."

Tori knows Jade well enough to read between the lines. It seems to bother her that her brother chooses their Dad over them. But before she can dig deeper, Jade moves towards the door. "Come on, let's eat this in the living room."

They turn on the TV, old episodes of Spongebob Squarepants. Tori finishes her sandwich first. She curls up on the couch, faces Jade, and watches how she munches on her sandwich, gaze fixated on the TV.

"Okay, what is up with you today?" Jade asks, studded eyebrow cocked in question. "You've been staring at me all day. And I know I'm very hot and you're like, obsessed with me but it's getting kinda creepy."

"Shut up, I'm not obsessed with you," Tori replies lamely.

"A strong argument, accompanied by hours of hungry staring and heavy breathing."

Tori laughs, "oh my God, I don't breath heavily. You just made that up."

"Yeah, whatever helps you sleep at night, Vega," Jade snarks. She finishes her sandwich, balls up her napkin and mirrors Tori's position. Her eyebrows raise impatiently, "so?"

Tori moves her hand closer to Jade's knee, letting the tips of her fingers feel her warmth through the dark and torn jeans. "I've been thinking about… physics."

Jade frowns. "Like, the science?"

A nod.

"Why?" Jade asks, completely befuddled.

Tori shrugs.

"Okay, first: you're weird. Second: I'm worried I've been dating a nerd all along and I'm just realizing it now. But, okay, continue."

Tori's stomach does a backflip, like it does every time Jade talks about their relationship status. After the very strange and complicated way they got together, it feels good to have confirmation.

"It's dumb, I don't know why I even thought about it in the first place." Tori flushes slightly. "But… you know how we're like, total opposites?"

She looks up into Jade's eyes, so blue at times, and some green others. Right now they look gray. "Everyone and their mother knows that, Tori."

"Right. But don't you find it, I don't know, curious at least, the way we… well, we," she licks her lips, trying to find the way to say this without sounding totally lame, "we work. I mean, since day one, even if you hated me at first, there was always this pull. Like magnets."

Jade's still frowning, but she nods for her to continue.

"We are nothing alike. But there's that… attraction. So- so-" Tori makes a motion with her hands, "intense. You- you feel it too, right?" She suddenly feels insecure, scared that Jade has no idea what she's talking about.

Jade rolls her eyes, hooks her hand behind Tori's knee and pulls her closer. "What do you think?" She asks in a deadpan.

Tori smiles and continues explaining.

"So, physics. Magnets, charges, attraction and chiz." She plucks one of Jade's purple streaks – color that she chose herself – and twirls it around her finger. "Opposites attract, I've heard that like a billion times."

"Yeah, me too."

"So, do you think it's true? Because, Jade, let me tell you, on paper?" Tori wiggles a finger between the two of them. "We are doomed."

Jade rolls her eyes again, grabs Tori's wiggling finger. "We're not equations, Tori."

"Yeah, but-"

"I don't know," Jade cuts her off. "I don't know if this relationship is doomed or not, if we'll crash and burn or whatever. What I know, is that I'm not gonna stop doing something I like just because you decide to go all Bill Nye on me."

"So… you like… doing… me?" Tori rephrases Jade's sentence, a mischievous glint in her eye. She's joking, of course, seeing as they haven't gone there just yet. Not since that thing that happened in Jade's room a month ago, the thing that hangs unspoken between them.

Jade guffaws, throwing her head back in laughter. When her eyes focus back on Tori's, she sees the gray go from calm to storm. Jade pushes her back into the couch, body slipping in between Tori's legs. She leans in, husks into Tori's ear: "I like… doing this." And then kisses her.