I have a problem starting stories and finding out where a good place to end them is, so the beginnings and endings of my stories are probably horrible. I just love to write, so I guess it doesn't matter if my work is any good or not but constructive criticism would probably help me write better.

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Victorious or any of their characters, blah blah blah.

'Hey Vega?' I turn to look at the Latina, keeping an indifferent expression. 'Wanna hang out tonight?'

Vega looks at me like I've grown a third eye in the middle of my forehead and it's shooting out laser beams. 'Did I hear you right?'

'Depends, what did you hear?' I keep up my passive look, trying to gauge her reaction.

Lately, I've been seeing Vega differently and I want to know why. I figure maybe if I spend some time alone with her, I'll figure out what's changed.

'I heard you ask if I wanna hang out with you tonight.' Vega's response breaks me from my musings.

'Then yes, you heard right. Do you?' I ask. Looking in her eyes, I see slight fear mixed with overwhelming curiosity and a spark I can't distinguish.

When she doesn't respond, I sigh in an annoyed way but a smirk sneaks its way onto my face. 'Don't worry, Vega. I won't bite.' When she visibly relaxes, I can't help but add, 'Unless you want me to.'

At that, the bell rings and I push off the lockers, leaving the blushing Latina.

Classes went by slower than I would've liked, so when the final bell rings I practically run out the door. Stopping when I see Vega by her locker talking to Cat, I hide to hear what they're saying. Yeah, I'm curious, shut up.

'...That's good, right? It's what you've wanted since you met her.' Cat's high, childlike voice made its way to my ears first.

'Yeah, you're right, Cat. I should be happy but I'm really nervous. She's never wanted to hang out with JUST me...I'm worried something's wrong like when her and Beck broke up...' Vega's...worried about me? A warm feeling settles in the pit of my stomach and it's surprising how much I like it.

'I'm sure she's finally warming up to you. Maybe she wants to be your friend. It's a step in the right direction.' Cat says. A step in the right direction?

'You know friendship is all I'm gonna get from Jade, if I'm lucky.' Vega sounds hopeful yet disappointed at the same time. Is that even possible? And what else other than friendship could she want from me? The thought makes the warmth in my stomach even warmer.

Then it hits me like a ton of bricks thrown from an airplane. Vega likes me, as in LIKES me and I don't want to rip her head off. Does this mean I like her back? That thought makes me smile, like actually smile instead of my usual smirk.

I figure I've heard enough, so I make it look like I just got out of class.

'Cat. Vega.' I greet them both.

'Hey Jade.' Cat says in her chipper tone.

'Hi.' Vega smiles, but I can tell it's a little forced.

'So, Vega, you ready?' I ask her, going for indifferent but end up sounding kinda excited.

'Y-yeah.' Vega's stuttering? I never thought I'd find something cute about her. I guess there's a first time for everything.

We say our goodbyes to Cat and head out. Vega sends Trina a text, saying she's with me. Almost immediately after sending that text, Trina calls.

'Put it on speaker.' I tell Vega before she answers.

'Hello?'

'Tori?'

'Who else would it be?'

'You said you were with Jade, so you never know.'

'Jade's not as bad as everyone makes her out to be.'

'She's still bad, Tori. Doesn't she hate you?'

'No, as much as it may surprise you, I don't hate her.' I finally speak up.

'Jade? Tori, do you have your phone on speaker?'

'Yep, but i'm not gonna hurt her, so no need to worry. Okay? Bye, Trina.' I hung up Vega's phone and focused on the road.

After a few minutes of silence, Vega speaks up. 'You don't hate me?'

'No, I don't hate you. I might've been jealous when I thought you were out to steal Beck, but no...I don't hate you.'

We drive for a short while before I think of something. 'So where to, Vega?'

'You didn't think about where you're taking us?' Vega asks, amused.

'I honestly didn't think my plan would get this far.' I admit.

'What do you mean?'

I pull over and turn off the car, turning to face her. 'You thought I hated you, right?' She nods her head. 'Yet, you trusted me enough to get in a car alone with me?' She nods again, more hesitantly this time. 'Okay either you're stupid...or you trust too easily.'

She sighs and looks at the dashboard.

'I'm kinda glad, actually...'

She whips her head around to look at me. 'What?'

'I'm not sure it's a good idea...but I'm glad you trust me.' I start leaning towards her before I know what I'm doing.

'Jade?' Vega's voice comes out so softly it's a whisper.

'Trust me.' I smirk a little and gently close the distance between us.

A couple of people apparently liked Daydreaming, which I'm kind of surprised about. It was an experiment with my writing, so for those who felt it was poorly executed and unoriginal, I apologize. I just wanted to try my hand at that sort of thing and found I couldn't do it. So here's another Jori story that I'm HOPING is at least a little bit better than Daydreaming. See you next time my little pop tarts!