"Tori, hurry up we're going to be late" Trina yelled from downstairs.

"One second" I studied myself in the bathroom mirror. I was my first day at a new school, Trina's school. Hollywood's Art School to be precise. I got in because of the showcase I did. It was actually Trina's showcase, but she did something to her tongue, not allowing her to sing. Her piano partner Andre, suggested me to sing in her place. So I did and they wanted me to enrol in the school.

"TORI!" I flinched at the sound of Trina's voice, interrupting my thoughts. I took one last look in the mirror. Decent and presentable. I grab my bag and run downstairs. Trina is waiting on the couch texting on her phone.

"Took you long enough, now let's go" She puts her phone away and heads outside to her Mazda 2. Her prized possession or her Maxie. Yep, she named the car and decided it was a girl. While we drive, Trina puts her lipstick on and honks at every driver who honks at her for being too slow. Finally we make to Hollywood Arts. The place is packed with kids just hanging around doing they're skills and stuff. This is definitely not your average high school. We get out of the car and I follow Trina over to the front doors. The inside is packed with kids like the outside was, once again showing of their talents. I feel so out of place here.

'Don't worry Tori; I've got your back here.' Trina says to me.

'OMG Trina, you have to come with me. They're giving out free coffee at the café stand' a hyped up girl says to her.

'Really! Let's go' Trina takes off with her and soon I'm alone. 'No it's okay Trina; you can go and leave me here, alone.' I walk off in a random direction where a lot of kids seem to be going.

I get my timetable from the office which I found with the help of a crazy hyper red head. My first class is with a Mr Sikowitz. Odd name. I find the classroom and place my stuff on a chair. I turn around and bump into this brown haired guy and spill his coffee on him. Well done Vega. Your first day and you spill coffee on his white shirt.

'I am so sorry about' I try rubbing it off but I'm not having much success but I do get to feel his abs.

'I think you're making it worse' He says.

'I really am sorry about that'

'It's fine; I'll just clean it when I get home.'

'No, let me do that. I ruined it for you so-'

'It's fine, no problem at all'

'Are you sure, is there no way I can make it up to you?'

'Well you can have coffee with me after school' is he asking me out?

'Ok but I'll buy the coffee. I'm Tori Vega.'

'Beck Oliver' at that time our teacher comes in. For some reason he is drinking milk from a coconut.

'Ok let's get to work' he says. We take our sits and Beck sits next to me. This is turning out to be a brilliant first day of school. I think I'm gonna like it here.

How many of you want me to continue this. Or should I keep it a one-shot.