Scenario:Melodies of Hollywood Arts In the year 2090, the once vibrant halls of Hollywood Arts stood silent, a museum of memories echoing the laughter and creativity of its past. Jade West, a former playwright and talent artist, now in her mid-80s, arrived at the auction held in the remnants of the school she once called home. Confined to a wheelchair, she felt the weight of her years, the loss of friends, and the haunting memories of a tragic fire that had claimed so much. Among the attendees was Cat Valentine, now in her mid-70s, a widow who had lost her beloved Robbie Shapiro in a tragic accident. The two women, once inseparable, had drifted apart over the years, their lives shaped by the same tragedy that had taken their friends and loved ones. As the auctioneer presented various items from their past—Andre Harris’s piano locker, Ryan Aaron West’s play Stargaze Angel, a rusty old puppet named Rex, Beck Oliver’s backpack, Tori Vega’s microphone, and Trina’s high heel shoes—Jade felt a mix of nostalgia and sorrow. Each item was a reminder of the vibrant lives they had led, now reduced to mere artifacts. Suddenly, a mysterious man entered the auction, bidding on one of the items. Jade’s heart raced as she recognized the familiar face of Mr. Sikowitz, now in his late 90s. He approached her, holding Beck Oliver’s belongings and her firstborn daughter’s music box, a relic of a happier time. As he handed her the music box, memories flooded back—her daughter Rebecca’s laughter, the warmth of Beck’s embrace, the dreams they had shared before the tragic car accident that had shattered their lives. Tears streamed down Jade’s face as she clutched the music box, the melodies of her past echoing in her heart. Cat, sensing Jade’s sorrow, leaned in to comfort her. "Remember the good times, Jade. We were young, full of dreams. We can’t let the past haunt us forever." As if transported back in time, the two women found themselves in the 1800s, where the ancestors of the main cast of Victorious attended Hollywood Arts long before it was reconstructed. They witnessed the struggles of the Civil War, the founding of the school by Samuel Thaddeus Hansen in 1920, and the construction of Hollywood Arts from 1930 to 1950. They saw Sikowitz’s great-grandmother, Deborah, teaching music, and the parents of their friends—Mr. and Mrs. Vega, Mr. and Mrs. Harris, and Robbie Shapiro’s parents—falling in love and starting families. Jade’s father, Mr. West, left Hollywood Arts to pursue business, while Mr. and Mrs. Vega married and had Tori and Trina. In the midst of their journey, they witnessed the struggles of Ryan Aaron West, Jade’s younger brother, who was diagnosed with autism and faced bullying. They saw the pain of separation as Jade’s younger sisters were taken away, and the heartache of Cat’s older sibling getting into trouble. The scene shifted to a dark moment when Jade, Cat, and their friends were kidnapped by the notorious Crimson Bassilks gang, dressed as clowns. They were rescued by Beck, who had become the vigilante known as the White Harrier, fighting against the very criminals who had tormented them. As the memories faded, Jade and Cat found themselves back at the auction, the weight of their shared history heavy in the air. "We’ve lost so much, but we’ve also gained strength from our experiences," Cat said softly. Jade nodded, wiping her tears. "You’re right. We can’t let the past define us. We must honor those we’ve lost by living fully, just as they would have wanted us to." With renewed determination, Jade and Cat decided to create a foundation in honor of their friends, supporting young artists and ensuring that the spirit of Hollywood Arts lived on. They envisioned a place where creativity thrived, where the melodies of their past would inspire future generations. As they left the auction, Jade felt a sense of peace wash over her. The memories of her daughter and Beck would always be with her, but now she had a purpose—to keep their legacy alive. In the years that followed, Jade and Cat worked tirelessly, their foundation blossoming into a beacon of hope for aspiring artists. They shared their stories, their laughter, and their love, ensuring that the melodies of Hollywood Arts would never fade away. And as Jade sat in her wheelchair, surrounded by the vibrant energy of young artists, she knew that the spirit of her past was alive and well, echoing through the halls of Hollywood Arts, a testament to the resilience of friendship and the power of creativity.