Age: 33
female
Victoria Dawn Justice (born February 19, 1993) is a Mestiza-Latina American and European-American actress and singer. She has received several accolades, including a Bravo Otto and two Young Artist Awards, in addition to nominations for three Imagen Awards, three Kids' Choice Awards and a NAACP Image Award. Justice made her acting debut with a guest appearance on the comedy-drama series Gilmore Girls (2003) and rose to fame on Nickelodeon, playing Lola Martinez on the comedy-drama series Zoey 101 (2005–2008), Tori Vega on the teen sitcom Victorious (2010–2013), and Jordan Sands in the television comedy horror film The Boy Who Cried Werewolf (2010). She subsequently appeared in the romantic comedy film The First Time (2012), the teen film Fun Size (2012), the comedy-drama film Naomi and Ely's No Kiss List (2015), the teen comedy film The Outcasts (2017), the romance film Trust (2021), the comedy film Afterlife of the Party (2021), and the romantic comedy film A Perfect Pairing (2022). Also, she starred in the lead role of Lindy Sampson on the MTV thriller television series Eye Candy (2015). In music, Justice has recorded several songs for the soundtracks of her acting projects, including Victorious and the 2009 Nickelodeon musical Spectacular!. Her debut single, "Gold", was released in 2013. She took a seven-year hiatus from music, making her comeback with the track "Treat Myself", released in December 2020. Description above from the Wikipedia article Victoria Justice, licensed under CC-BY-SA, full list of contributors on Wikipedia.
Victoria Justice
Catalina Martin
for Catalina Martin in The Spanish Love Deception
Suggested by brunacruz
A wedding. A trip to Spain. The most infuriating man. And three days of pretending. Or in other words, a plan that will never work. Catalina Martín, finally, not single. Her family is happy to announce that she will bring her American boyfriend to her sister’s wedding. Everyone is invited to come and witness the most magical event of the year. That would certainly be tomorrow’s headline in the local newspaper of the small Spanish town I came from. Or the epitaph on my tombstone, seeing the turn my life had taken in the span of a phone call. Four weeks wasn’t a lot of time to find someone willing to cross the Atlantic–from NYC and all the way to Spain–for a wedding. Let alone, someone eager to play along my charade. But that didn’t mean I was desperate enough to bring the 6’4 blue eyed pain in my ass standing before me. Aaron Blackford. The man whose main occupation was making my blood boil had just offered himself to be my date. Right after inserting his nose in my business, calling me delusional, and calling himself my best option. See? Outrageous. Aggravating. Blood boiling. And much to my total despair, also right. Which left me with a surly and extra large dilemma in my hands. Was it worth the suffering to bring my colleague and bane of my existence as my fake boyfriend to my sister’s wedding? Or was I better off coming clean and facing the consequences of my panic induced lie? Like my abuela would say, que dios nos pille confesados.
