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Bold=Monica
Bold Italics= Kayla
Italics= Harry
Plain= Bethany
Underlined= Andrew
Bold Underline= Background singing
Bold Italics Unerline=Everybody is singing at once
Bethany tugged at the short shorts, desperately trying to make them longer. Nathalia, meanwhile, was pulling them up higher. "Andrew, why are we wearing skinny jeans in the middle of August?" Harry asked softly, while Monica did the finishing touches on his shirt, before moving to fuss over Kayla, who swatted at her hands.
"Do you want to do Brittney Spears or not?" Andrew asked, fixing his glasses before turning to the smaller boy.
Harry mumbled something that sounded an awful lot like a curse word, and the two took their places with Kayla and Monica behind the curtain, while Nathalia and Bethany stood off stage, one to the left, the other to the right.
The beginning music for 'Don't Stop Believin' started briefly before the desired song came on. Bethany dropped the curtain, and four of them turned, Andrew, Kayla, and Monica smirking, and Harry's face looking like a cross between a grimace and a scowl.
My first kiss went a little like this.
Andrew grabbed Kayla by the shoulders and pretended to kiss her, while Harry did his best not to vomit as he got close to Monica.
She was a nice girl, really, but Harry didn't know if he played for that team or not. Harry spotted a blonde boy in the audience with red cheeks, and blushed, as the blonde smiled at him.
'Shut up Harry, pay attention.'
They quickly finished the first song, and moved to their places for the second one.
Nathalia and Bethany did back handsprings to the front of the stage, going into splits as Harry moved center stage.
There's only two types of people in the world
The ones that entertain, and the ones that observe
Surprisingly, Harry put on a pretty seductive sexy face, smirking at all the girls screaming.
Well baby I'm a put-on-a-show kinda boy.
Don't like the backseat, gotta be first (oh, oh)
I'm like the ringleader
I call the shots (call the shots)
I'm like a firecracker
I make it hot (make it hot)
When I put on a show
I feel the adrenaline moving through my veins (hah, hah, hah)
Spotlight on me and I'm ready to break (hah, hah, hah)
I'm like a performer, the dance floor is my stage (hah, hah, hah)
Better be ready, hope that ya feel the same (hah, hah, hah)
Cooper's eyes widened as he saw the boy from yesterday, and he heard Beth's intake of breath as she heard him start to sing.
There was a major difference in the boy, since Cooper had seen him. Yesterday, the boy was shaking as he sang, and now he was grinding his hips so suggestively Cooper thought he would faint. "Ow Coop, that's my hand." Beth hissed, and Cooper glanced down at their intertwined hands, realizing he had gripped Beth's hand so tight his knuckles had gone white. "Sorry Bethie." Cooper muttered, releasing her hand and rubbing his eyes. "You okay Cooper?" Beth asked, raising her eyebrows. The blonde just nodded, wishing he could be anywhere else but there.
"Guys, that wasn't what we had planned." glared at the six for a little before breaking into a grin.
"But it got us members. We already have four more people signed up!"
Everyone broke into cheers, except for Harry, who snuck out the door, and walked the hallways, his hands in his pockets. It was after school and unless they had a club, nobody was here. Humming, he turned random corners, not caring where he was going. Until he ran into a taller figure….
"Watch where you're- oh, sorry."
Time seemed to freeze as Cooper and Harry sat on the floor, looking into each other's eyes. Cooper's cheeks reddened as he stood up, and helped the brunette up as well.
"I'll uh, see you in Glee." Cooper muttered, hurrying off with bright red cheeks. Harry watched him, not computing what he said until he could no longer see the blonde.
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I don't really care.
Many Klisses,
Unicorn.