#harmonynyc

"you know, i never told you this, but now that i think enough time's passed, and, considering our roles in the show and everything, i think it's only right that i let you know that i did, in fact, totally have a big lesbian-...or... bi, i guess- crush on you back in freshman year." her cheeks flush at the confession, as memories of the way harmony had made the butterflies in her stomach go crazy the total of seven occasions they'd exchanged words came flooding back. "i'm pretty sure i wasn't even on your radar-" she stops herself from pointing out that might still very well be the case, making a conscious effort of trying to be kinder to herself, "but i just thought you were so cool and confident and talented, and... i don't know. it felt like being in a room with a celebrity or something."

"i'm sorry, correct me if i'm wrong," he knew he wasn't, but giving off the appearance of humility didn't hurt, "but wasn't this show advertised to us as featuring some of nyada's finest? did they all call out sick or something? replaced last minute by... whatever that was?" was jesse a little butthurt that he hadn't been asked to be a part of nyada's fall festival production this year? maybe. and, sure, he probably would have had to turn the offer down - it most likely wouldn't have worked with his rehearsal schedule for mean girls, but still. would it have hurt them to ask? "what a wasted opportunity. could have been a great chance to advertise the star power of this place to some of the general public, but..." after giving the performers a rather unenthusiastic round of applause, he stands from his seat, waiting for harmony to join him. "i need a pick me up. want to hit up one of the bake sale booths?"