Disclaimer. Characters don't belong to me.
Andre pov.
Unfortunately for everyone in improv class, the actual class wasn't till last lesson, which meant everyone had to keep up characters the entire day. And Andre was hating it, of course he didn't let it show on the outside, but he hated that he had to act like a douche for another day.
Tori hadn't spoken to him since the kiss…and who could blame her, worst of all Andre had no clue how he was gonna make it up to her, all the other girls he could blame on the character, but for this there was no excuse, not in his mind anyway, in his mind he had doomed himself for life, cause whenever he saw her all he felt was earth shattering guilt about the kiss.
The day itself was easy but long, no major complex lessons…in some ways it was fun, he had never taken time to properly look at everyone else's characters, always being so wrapped up in his, so it was nice to finally see them…and nice for everyone else who was quite frankly doing the same thing.
Improv class.
"You may all drop your characters, and return to your normal personalities", Sikowitz called out to the class, this was met with cheers of relief, everyone glad to be themselves again. Andre especially. Sikowitz then went on to tell them that their grades would be posted in a weeks time and that they may feel free to wander the halls.
Which left most the class empty, save for Beck, Cat, Jade, Robbie, Andre and Tori. Beck and Jade in the minutes following immediately got back together, to the intense relief of the entire group, Cat and Robbie were talking bout a new song Robbie was working on…all in all it was as if everything was the same.
That is until Tori without warning viciously slapped Andre across the face and stormed out. Andre immediately ran after her, knowing he deserved it and needing to talk to her about it.
"Tori", he called out after her desperately.
"You mean me, or maybe you meant Anna", she hurled spitefully back at him, whirling to face him, hand on hips glaring.
"You think I wanted to do all of that…you invented the bloody character, all I did was act it out…or maybe you conveniently forgot that bit", he threw back just as nastily, all thoughts of apologising gone.
"That's not fair, I didn't ask you to start being a prick", she countered pettily, a hint of sadness edging her pretty face.
"…What do you want me to do?, I cant go back and change it. Hell, even if I could, I wouldn't", cause at least he got to kiss her, just once…and she needed to wake up and realise how unhealthy her choice of guy was.
"You wouldn't?", she questioned quietly, silently pleading for him to explain why he wouldn't change the why he acted towards her.
"No. Cause for ages now I wanted something I didn't think I would ever get, and this 'assignment', let me have just a small taste of that", he said visibly marking the word assignment with air quotes, cause this was more than an acting exercise…and they both knew it, his voice was quiet and there was a hint of something Tori couldn't identify, it was like sadness, guilt and desperation all in one. Then not being able to take any of it any more, he turned and left…before turning back to her and saying "if you still have the other letter I gave you…if you still care about me at all, you'll open it.", then left.
Not turning back to see her guilty expression, tear filled eyes…or seeing her reach into her pocket and pull out a familiar, wrinkled slightly worn envelope, an envelope that hadn't left her side or been open since he gave it to her.