Disclaimer: I do not own She's The Man. I do not own Twelfth Night. I do not own anything to do with such entertainment, at all.
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I wish I knew how to dance though. XD This is just something that came to mind. I decided to indulge, so I hope you enjoy it.
"I can't believe they won't even let us try out!" Viola whined, half-heartedly kicking the ball down the street. Her throat burned, like she was going to cry.
"It's totally bogus," Yvonne agreed from her left.
Viola sniffled, soccer just meant so much to her. Seeing the possible danger, Kia, from the other side, draped an arm over her girlfriend's shoulder, pulling the slightly shorter girl closer.
"Oh, baby, it'll be okay," she counseled, rubbing Viola's arm comfortingly.
Viola sighed, leaning into the gesture.
"Hardly," she half-choked out, clearly distressed.
"There has to be some rule against that decision, they can't do that to us!" Yvonne argued, picking up the ball from the ground when she realized Viola wasn't paying attention to it anymore. "We'll find one, I promise."
Viola laughed weakly.
"Thanks, Yvonne. One of your civil rights petitions sounds nice right about now."
The black girl smiled; glad she could even slightly take her friend's mind off the dilemma.
"Oh, I'm totally on it."
The group shared a short laugh, as they came to the corner of Viola's street.
"Want me to come over?" Kia asked. Viola's house was still nearly a mile away, at the opposite end of the road.
Viola shrugged, shaking her head.
"Naw. My mom will be home. You know how she gets about us," she rolled her eyes with a small, regretful smile. She looked like she wanted nothing else but for the taller brunette to come with her.
Kia nodded in understanding though. Whilst they never fought, Ms. Hastings was far too nice for that, it was always just a bit tenser when she was around Viola's mother. She instead simply hugged the smaller girl and gave her a quick peck on the lips.
Viola returned the gesture in kind.
"I'll see you later though, right?" Viola asked, hopefully.
"For sure, babe," Kia agreed, clicking her tongue with a wink. Viola laughed, and she caught her ball from Yvonne before heading off in the opposite direction, calling out good bye. She slipped her brother's stolen hat on, drawing up the hood, and putting in her head phones. She slowly made her way back to her house, listening to Sebastian's recorded music pouring out of her MP3 player.
Turning onto the walkway, she clicked the latch of the gate, tossing her ball up and down with her hands. She was jerked, literally, back into reality by a hand grabbing onto her sweater.
Oh great, she thought, when she was spun around. The she-demon herself.
She faintly listened as her brother's girlfriend rattled out another insult that she was too used to hearing.
She put on a sweet smile, blatantly ignoring the curt words. "Oh hey Monique, nice to see you too."
The blonde hummed. "I'm looking for Sebastian, where is he?"
Not particularly caring to help, Viola shrugged again, shaking her head.
"I don't know."
The conversation lasted all of thirty seconds longer, before Monique strutted away. Viola turned towards the door smirking. It disappeared as soon as she crossed the threshold into her house.
She let her mom drag her to a couch full of dresses before managing to brush her off and make it up the stairs. She wandered into her brother's room first.
"Hey Sebastian, you okay?"
"Yeah," her twin answered, stuffing articles of clothing into an army duffle bag.
"Monique was looking for you," Viola continued.
Sebastian made a noise.
After he had jumped out the window and she was faced with her mom, she grabbed her brothers picture on the edge of the mirror.
'Besides, if you want to chase your dreams, sometimes you got to break the rules,' her brother said, starting to climb out the window.
Well mom, you're right. I might as well be Sebastian, Viola silently agreed, smirking at the thought.
"If you can't join 'em, beat 'em," she suggested to herself.
Snapping her fingers she rushed out of the room, to shower, change, and call her friends.
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"Let me get this straight. You want me to turn you into your brother?" Paul asked, laughing. He tried to straighten his face, but really. Why must he be friends with crazy high school chicks?
The three girls in front of him nodded with proud smiles on their faces.
Paul tried to dissuade them, but four girls against you is a good argument, so he agreed, willing to do anything for them.
The next day and a half was a crash course in the lifestyle of a man. The second morning, Paul picked Viola up from her house in his green VW, promptly taking her to his apartment. There he met Kia and Yvonne, to add the finishing touches to her disguise.
The uniform and cosmetic supplies were laid out in the living room, and Kia was quick to volunteer to help Viola bind her chest with the ace bandage wrap they had. They retreated to the bathroom.
"You sure you want to do this?"
Viola shrugged.
"Not really, but I want to play. Badly."
Kia nodded.
"I know. You better kick their butts, got it?"
Viola smiled.
"You know it," she said with a final twirl. Kia added a top strip of tape to keep it in place, before spinning the younger twin around, kissing her easily.
She pulled back with a wink.
"For good luck."
Viola grinned, kissing her again.
"Just because," she smiled.
With a laugh, the pair made their way back to the living room. Paul threw his arms out.
"Finally. I won't even ask," he said, in mock impatience.
Kia and Viola shared a grin.
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"Are you sure I can do this?" Viola hissed across the top of the green bug.
"Oh yeah, absolutely," Paul said, sounding like he was trying to convince himself. She definitely had her doubts, but was still left to make her way through the crazy campus and dorm building to her room.
She unlocked and threw the door open as quick as she could, nearly slamming it shut. She leaned against the door, trying to regain her composure.
Her roommate and his friends didn't help much, either.
Well, Viola mulled in her head. Now that they think I'm crazy, I'm all set! No better way to start!
The rest of the day went just as well.
"Hastings, second string," Coach Dinklage said slowly, deliberately handing Viola a yellow penny.
She sighed, defeated.
And that was how she found herself in the headmaster's office.
"I'm done. It's over, they know," she said in dread.
The following meeting was one of the most awkward and unusual things ever. Running into pretty blonde, with the equally cute shoes, however, was a pleasant encounter.
She's no Kia though, Viola thought, debating on whether to call her girlfriend or not. Desire won out, and she flipped open her phone on the way to the cafeteria.
"Vi? What's up?"
"Hey hun. Nothing much, just... calling."
She could hear the smile over the phone.
"You're so sweet."
Viola grinned at the compliment.
"For you? Always," she flirted. She sighed.
"Oh that doesn't sound good. How'd tryouts go?"
Viola hesitated. Lie?
No.
"They... went. Let's just say that I have my work cut out for me if I want to play against Cornwall."
"Oh, baby, don't worry. It'll work out, trust me," her girlfriend promised. Viola used her shoulder to push open the doors.
"You sure?"
"When have I ever lied to you?"
Viola grinned.
"Yeah, you're right. I'll call you later, okay babe?" she asked, passing the table of her roommate and his friends.
"I'll hold you to that. We totally need to have a sleepover soon."
Viola laughed, "Oh, definitely. We can talk about that then, though."
She heard Kia laughing on the other end.
"You just want to talk about it in person, I get it. Persuasion."
"You know me so well. Well, I'm next in line, so I'll call you tomorrow, okay?"
"Need you ask?"
Viola could hear the joke in her tone.
"I guess not. Love ya babe."
"Aww, I love you too Vi! Tomorrow!"
Viola hung up with another laugh.
"Oh Kia," she murmured to herself before ordering.
"Have a happy sandwich and apple day!"
Viola forced a smile. The headmaster was certainly a cheery guy. She turned away, hesitating.
Sit with the guys?
Hmmm, I'm not too sure they like me, Viola thought. She shrugged it off after another moment of contemplation.
"Yo, what's up bros?"
Five minutes later they were out the doors. Viola fought back the blush, shrugging and trying to appear nonchalant.
She wasn't sure if it was successful.
She hurriedly ate her sandwich and apple, getting to her feet. She grinned and nodded to Olivia when the shorter girl said 'hi' before throwing out her trash and leaving the lunch room.
She leaned against the wall outside, letting out a long breath of air.
"Day one, check," she said to the empty hall.
Yeah, well. Sorry it's so short, but be on the lookout for more! I know it's vague, and fast-paced, I just wanted to get the stuff basically the same from the movie out of the way.
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