#andre harris

Andre Harris:

You’re proud of your man and you make sure to express it almost every chance you can.

Whether it’s for his singing, instrumental skills, academic ability, the way he takes care of his family, or simply just being a good boyfriend to you.

So when it was announced that Andre would be going against some random guy in the competitive talent show, you were all behind him.

From the moment he told you what he was doing, to the rehearsals, and to the very moment he was on stage in front of the whole school.

When his performance was over everyone cheered, including you who yelled to a cheerful Tori, “He’s gotta win! He’s the best one out of the whole show!”

Your words caught the ears of someone behind you, specifically the girlfriend of the guy Andre was against.

A tap on your shoulder made you turn around to be faced with said girlfriend.

“Hey girlie, I heard you say something along the lines of Andre being the best competitor in the talent show?”

With a bright smile, you nodded. “Yeah, his performance is just unmatched!”

“Yeah, that’s what you think..” she muttered under her breath. “But I know for a fact, my baby Chase is gonna win with his juggling act!” she proudly boasted.

Your eyebrows furrowed and head tilted. “Uh…I don’t think juggling can compete with a singing and dancing performance, but whatever makes you more entertained!”

You didn’t mean it in a rude way, you were just stating the obvious!

“Are you saying your boyfriend is better than mine? Because I can guarantee you Chase can run circles around Andre all. day. long.”

You decided to be the bigger person and ignore her, wanting to end the small argument, but to her, that came off as a sign of her winning.

“See! You’re ignoring me ‘cause I’m right!”

…

Then as disrespectful.

“Actually I’m done with you! You think you can claim your boyfriend is better than mine? Let’s see who the better girlfriend is!”

Students began to look at the commotion instead of her boyfriend on stage, who was miserably failing his juggling attempts.

Her purse dropped and her hands went to her earrings, preparing for a fight, but it would never come as Andre came behind you, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and pulling you back.

“Easy, easy, now. What's going on? There’s no need for fighting.”

The girl’s expression flared even more at the sight of him. “Your stupid girlfriend thinks you’re better than Chase!”

Andre’s eyebrows raised, somewhat taken aback. He knew you wouldn’t actually say that, but he could clearly see anything related to that claim fired her up.

“Look, I’m sure there’s a misunderstanding. Y/n wouldn’t say anything like that.”

She opened her mouth to complain, but Andre beat her to it.

“But. If she said that, I’m sorry.”

The fact Andre was apologizing for "your mistake” angered her to the point of disinterest. She picked up her earrings and purse and stomped away to the parking lot.

You pecked his sweaty cheek. “Thank you.”

Beck Oliver:

You really don’t know why you're still with Beck, he’s honestly nothing but a playboy. Yeah, he’s hot, but he’s not exclusive to you.

Another thing you don’t understand is why the girl in front of you was trying to fight.

You had walked into Sikowitz’s class to see her sitting in your seat, the spot that just so happened to be next to Beck.

You were nice at first, asking her to find somewhere else to sit, but it seemed after you told her Beck was your boyfriend, a switch flipped.

She began yelling, demanding you to fight for the seat.

“You wanna sit here? Fight me. Fight me for it!”

You laughed.

She was really going to fight you because you wanted to sit next to your boyfriend?

“I’m not joking! Fight me for the seat and for Beck!”

You didn't mean to, but another laugh slipped through your mouth. What do you look like fighting a girl for a chair next to your boyfriend?

Beck cleared his throat while standing up and grabbing your hand. “Hey, stop laughing, it’s clearly making her more angry. Let’s just sit over there.”

You didn’t move as he attempted to tug you in the direction of your new seats.

Did he just tell you to stop? You weren’t even doing anything!

“Why are you telling me to stop? I’m not trying to fight someone!”

Beck sighed, “You always do this. Why can’t we just go sit over there without arguing?”

Your mouth gaped in slight disbelief at his question. “I wouldn’t “always be doing this” if you weren’t flirting with every girl you see!”

The instigated sound of an “ooo” was heard from Andre behind you.

Beck opened his mouth to argue back, but you cut him off.

“Y’know what, since you wanna defend her so badly, you can sit there!”

“Fine, I will!”

He plopped back down into the seat next to her while you sat across the room near Robbie and Rex.

Cat Valentine:

“And then I won a stuffed bunny! I named him Hoppy because bunnies love to hop!” Cat rambled while shoving a handful of Bibble in her mouth.

You smiled at that, reaching in the bag to grab some popcorn when someone spoke from behind you.

“Hey Cat. Give me some Bibble.”

You turned around to see who was talking to her in such a rude manner and was met with some blonde girl named Sammy.

“How about asking nicely? Like, “Hey Cat, can I please have some Bibble?”” You suggested while shoving some more in your mouth.

Sammy only glanced at you for 3 seconds before looking back at Cat. “You heard me. Bibble.”

Cat let out a soft ‘okay’ while grabbing the bag and holding it out for her.

Before a finger could touch the Bibble, you pushed it away. “That wasn’t nicely asked.”

Sammy stared at you once more, this time her nonchalant look cracking.

In silence, she began rolling up her sleeves, a sign Cat knew all too well.

“Guyssss,” she breathily moaned.

That made you both pause and look at her.

“Dont fight, eat Bibble!” She then held out the bag of colorful, candy-covered popcorn.

You and Sammy looked at each other before rushing to get a handful.

Jade West:

You took a sharp right around the corner of the lockers and saw your girlfriend’s locker door open, indicating she was there.

“Babe!”

Jade closed the door slightly, seeing your panicked face. Without cracking her uncared expression, she spoke. “What’s wrong?”

You didn’t get to answer as the group of boys behind you did.

“Give us the money for the football, Y/l/n!”

Jade’s eyes glanced behind you, somewhat connecting the dots.

“Leave us alone.” She warned once.

The one guy in the middle of the other two, seemingly the leader, scoffed. “This has nothing to do with you, you goth freak. Your girlfriend threw our football in the trashcan!”

You quickly defended your actions. “It hit my tray of food! You deserved it!”

Jade smirked as you argued back.

Her smirk quickly faded as the guy’s face turned even sour, his knuckles balled up, and feet moved closer to you.

In quick movements she snatched a pair of scissors from her locker door and stepped in front of you, pointing the scissors at them. “You come any closer and I’ll snip your fingers off your hands.”

Everyone, including you, had a scared expression, the boys not sticking around to see if her threat would become an action

“Jade! You can’t threaten people like that!” You lightly scolded her. “But thank you,” you said, happy that she defended you from those jocks.

Robbie Shapiro:

As everyone began rushing out the dance room, Robbie, with Rex on his hand, slipped inside to wait for you.

It was something you two began doing when you started dating.

You finished packing your bag and slung it over your shoulder before making your way towards the two.

“Hey, Y/n.”

You turned at the call of your name, one of your classmates, Mary, being the one who called.

“Congrats on the role you took from me.”

Your eyebrows furrowed. “What?”

She slowly stalked towards your confused frame.

“I said, congratulations for taking the role that was meant for me. You know, I worked really hard for that…just to get a background character.”

Your mouth croaked open. “Oh, I’m sor-”

“I’m talking, rehearsing for hours straight, destroying my pointe shoes, feet, and dignity! And you just come in here and take it from me. I bet you didn’t even practice like I did!”

You were quiet for a second, not knowing what to say. “Mary, I’m sorry you feel that way, but I don’t know what to tell you. Maybe next time you’ll get the role you desire?”

You ended the sentence with a friendly smile.

The smile was supposed to be a nice gesture, but it wasn’t to her. To Mary, she seen it as a bragging one.

“Now you're smiling?” She scoffed with a laugh. “I’ll wipe that smile off your face and make sure you won’t be able to perform.”

She began charging at you, hands balled up and face twisted with anger, but Robbie quickly put himself in between you two.

“No! There’s no need to fight!”

Mary rolled her eyes. “Get out of the way!”

Robbie stayed put. “S-Sorry, but I won’t let you guys figh—”

A loud slap echoed around the dance room as Rex fell to the floor with a yell.

Robbie barely had time to register that he had just gotten slapped before you were on her.

The sounds of scruffling could be heard down the hall which caught the attention of another teacher.

Needless to say you both were suspended from the ballet and school.

Tori Vega:

Rapid knocks on the front door almost have Tori’s laptop hitting the living room floor as she gets up.

“I’m coming, I’m coming!" She impatiently groaned out.

As soon as she clicked the lock off and pulled the handle, the door was busted open, your body knocking into hers as you rushed inside.

“What the—” “Hurry! Close the door!”

Tori’s stunned, confusingly looking at you and then the dimly lit porch.

“Close it before she gets me!” Her brows furrow. “Who?”

“You’re dead meat, Y/n!”

Jade.

Tori did the opposite of what you pleaded, leaving the door open and allowing her to enter.

“I’m going to kill you!”

She lunged for you, but Tori quickly grabbed her, using all her strength to drag her away from you.

Though Jade fought in her hold, still attempting to get her hands on you, she successfully pinned her down to the couch with a yell of: “Jade, stop!”

Tori stood up with an exhausted breath, the static-like hair around her face blowing away.

“Now, will someone tell me what happened!”

Jade “happily” answered. “Your little girlfriend thought it was funny to draw green cats and dogs all over my face in sharpie!”

Tori sighed, raking a hand through her hair.

“It was Cat’s idea! We were playing truth or dare Uno, and I lost!”

Jade made a jerky move to get up, but Tori pushed her down. “No! Stop yelling at each other and stop trying to kill Y/n!”

Finally, since Tori opened the door, silence taken over the room.

Her eyes closed for a second, but opened when she heard shuffling beside her.

Her reflexes were fast once she noticed the silver pair of scissors in Jade’s hand, snatching them out her hold.

“Hey! No scissors!”

Trina Vega:

You really got to stop hanging around your girlfriend, Trina so much. All the sleepovers, outings, and time with her at school has really made an impact on your attitude.

But to be fair, the girl insulted Trina first, calling her a dumb blonde to which you snapped back, exposing her cheating boyfriend.

For some reason, that pissed her off to the point where she was looking to fight you.

Students stood in a circle around you two, chanting “fight!,” “fight!,” “fight!”.

The girl was ready for combat, yelling curse words and making gesturing taunts at you, but before anything could happen, you were pulled backwards by a concerned Trina.

“Y/n, what’s going on? Why are they saying you’re about to fight someone?” You shrugged your shoulders. “I don’t know, I guess I offended her by talking about her cheating boyfriend.”

Just as you finished your sentence, the girl spoke up. “And you’re still talking? Leave that wannabe singer alone and fight me!”

The cheers got louder, encouraging the fight, but Trina now had an offended look on her face.

“Excuse me? What did you just call me?”

The girl smirked, stepping closer. “You heard me, dumb, not-knowing-how-to-sing—”

She didn’t get to finish her sentence before Trina pushed her back harshly, almost making her fall.

“Trina!” You yelled.

She began taking off her large hoop earrings and heels making you question how the fight went from you and this girl to Trina and her.

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