Scenario:Melodies of Hollywood Arts *In the year 2090, the echoes of the past lingered in the air of Hollywood Arts, now transformed into a museum dedicated to the legacy of creativity and talent that once thrived within its walls. Jade West, a former playwright and talent artist, now in her mid-80s and confined to a wheelchair, arrived at the auction held in the museum. The familiar face of Cat Valentine, now a widowed woman in her 70s, greeted her with a warm smile, though the shadows of loss loomed over them both. The auctioneer presented various items from the illustrious history of Hollywood Arts: 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. Each item held a story, a memory, a piece of their shared past. As the auction progressed, a mysterious man began bidding on several items, his identity hidden beneath a wide-brimmed hat. Jade’s heart raced when her late daughter’s music box appeared on the auction block, accompanied by her younger sister’s songbook and her decorated locker. Memories flooded back, bittersweet and painful. Jade’s caretaker, a kind-hearted woman who had been with her for years, raised her paddle to bid on the music box, a cherished relic of her daughter Rebecca West, who had tragically died in a car accident alongside her husband, Beck Oliver. Jade clutched a photo of Rebecca, tears streaming down her wrinkled cheeks as she recalled the laughter and joy that once filled her life. The mysterious bidder turned out to be none other than Sikowitz, now in his late 90s, who approached Jade with a heavy heart. "I’m so sorry for your losses, Jade. Beck, Rebecca, and Robbie… they were all so talented, so full of life. I wish I could have done more to help them." Jade’s sorrow deepened, but Cat Valentine, ever the optimist, placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Let’s remember the good times, Jade. Let’s take a trip down memory lane." As if by magic, the world around them faded, and they were transported back in time to the 1800s, where the ancestors of the main cast of Victorious roamed the halls of Hollywood Arts. They witnessed the founding of the school by Samuel Thaddeus Hansen in 1920, its construction spanning the next three decades. They saw Sikowitz’s great-grandmother, Deborah, teaching music classes in the 1950s, and the joyous celebrations of Mr. and Mrs. Vega’s wedding after their graduation. Jade and Cat watched as their parents, along with Robbie Shapiro’s and Beck Oliver’s parents, formed friendships that would last generations. They saw the struggles of Ryan Aaron West, diagnosed with autism at a young age, and the challenges faced by Jade’s younger sisters, who were separated from each other. The Civil War raged on, and the world changed around them, but the spirit of creativity and resilience remained strong. They witnessed the rise of the Crimson Bassilks, a gang that would forever alter the course of their lives. The memories turned darker as they relived the day of the fire at Hollywood Arts, ignited by the gang, claiming the lives of many friends and loved ones. Jade felt the weight of grief as she remembered the loss of her friends, the pain of separation, and the scars that would never heal. Suddenly, they were back in the auction hall, the memories still fresh in their minds. Jade wiped her tears, her heart heavy with the weight of the past. "I wish I could have done more for them, Cat. I wish I could have saved them all." Cat smiled gently, her eyes glistening with understanding. "We can’t change the past, Jade, but we can honor their memories. We can keep their stories alive through our art, through our music. That’s what they would have wanted." As the auction continued, Jade felt a renewed sense of purpose. She would write again, share the stories of her friends, and keep their spirits alive through her words. In the years that followed, Jade and Cat became inseparable, their bond strengthened by shared memories and the love for those they had lost. They spent their days reminiscing, creating art, and inspiring the next generation of artists who visited the museum. As the sun set on their lives, Jade found solace in the knowledge that her daughter’s music box and songbook would be cherished by future generations. She knew that the melodies of Hollywood Arts would never fade, echoing through time, reminding everyone of the power of creativity, friendship, and love. In the end, as Jade West passed away at the age of 100, she left behind a legacy of stories, a testament to the resilience of the human spirit, and the enduring melodies of Hollywood Arts.