Night of the Comet (Jori)

Chapter 3 - I hope my straightjacket fits right

Disclaimer: The show Victorious, its characters plus the movie "Night of the Comet" are property of someone else and not me.

Night of the Comet

Chapter 3 - I hope my straightjacket fits right.

Tori's POV

After spending a few minutes freaking out and getting every speck of people dust off my clothes, I finally managed to pull myself together. Well, pull myself together as much as the situation allowed.

This comet had come and when the Earth went through its tail, everyone must have been turned to dust. It was staggering, to put it bluntly. Something out of the science fiction movies I hated watching so much.

Yet in all this madness I was spared and for a time, Ryder was as well. But what about that freaky guy and what happened to Ryder?

Sitting on the deserted highway freaking out, wouldn't help me. I needed to get home. I'd probably find the same thing there as I did everywhere else, but I needed to get home.

Quickly, I hopped on the bike and kept driving. Every few blocks I'd stop and shout out. "Can anyone hear me?" "Hello?" Not one time did anyone respond, I was truly alone. I eventually got back to my neighborhood and as I approached my house, a began to feel an overwhelming sense of dread.

In the street in front of my house was the remains of a party, a grill, tables, cups, plates drinks, a boom box, and naturally clothes with people dust.

Looking to the house, I found myself not wanting to go inside. But I had to.

I took a deep breath and headed inside.

"Trina? Joyce?"

The oppressive silence only made my heart fall. At this point, I'd welcome the sight of my hated stepmother.

I crept upstairs and glanced in my dad and Joyce's bedroom; it was empty.

Only having one more to check, I reluctantly moved on. She was dead, I know it, my sister was dead. Just thinking that made my heart leap into my throat.

Approaching the doorway, I called out, probably in vain.

"Trina?'

Just then I felt someone tap me on the shoulder, causing me to let out a blood curdling scream. Spinning around and backing up, I could see the sight of Trina also screaming.

After we stopped screaming, Trina glared at me. "What are you trying to do, give me a coronary?"

My brain at this point, simply stopped working and I just blankly starred at her. She shook her head and breezed past me into her room.

"Boy did you ever miss it last night." Trina said nonchalantly, as she walked to her mirror and checked her make up.

"Trina?" was all I could say or even think. She can't be real, I must be cracked.

"Joyce is really in for it, she slugged me last night, after I smarted off to her. Luckily she didn't knock out a tooth, our dental plan doesn't cover stuff like that."

Ok, everyone is dead and my sister is not only alive, but is worried about our dental plan. Just as I thought, things couldn't make any less sense.

Walking away from the mirror, Trina grabbed her radio, flipped it on and to my surprise, music came from it. "Oh and get this dear sister. I think Joyce and Brian spent the night together last night. Boy will daddy be pissed when he hears about that."