Here's the theme of these little stories. None of them are canon to each other unless I say they are, and the theme of this story is having offscreen scandals, since this fic is T rated, the best I can do is simple make out sessions. Do with that what you will.
Leshawna was upset; really upset. Her team lost the challenge AGAIN, and to make matters worse, it was not a reward challenge so they'd need to vote someone off. So right now, she was all alone in loser class sulking while Lindsay and Bridgette were discussing who to vote off.
Probably Harold, I have no idea what got into that boy.
Suddenly the nerd himself had opted to sit next to Leshawna much to her frustration.
"Leshawna, can I talk to you?" Harold asked sadly.
"What? Come to preach about how your art wasn't good enough for the uncultured?" Leshawna said sarcastically which made Harold wince, good, he deserves this.
"No, I-I came to say sorry." Harold explained, his voice full of remorse much to Leshawna's surprise.
"Really?" Leshawna raised an eyebrow.
"I… saw you were really upset and I knew I was the cause." Harold rubbed his arm sheepishly, "I shouldn't have acted so high and mighty today. I was a complete control freak."
"Yeah," Leshawna snickered morosely before sighing.
"But I guess I'll be leaving, huh?" Harold said solemnly.
Leshawna didn't bother answering, she didn't want to tell Harold that his time was coming to an end.
"I'll miss you, just thought you should know that." Harold told Leshawna hopelessly, he didn't need Leshawna's word to figure it out, he knew what she knew and they both knew he was screwed.
Harold then gave Leshawna two red yo-yos. To some rando, it would look like a meaningless gift but Leshawna knew better than that, "Harold… your num-yos…"
"They're for you. Someone should use them while I'm gone." Harold smiled reassuringly at Leshawna. After that, neither of them knew how or why but they immediately began kissing each other with passion and affection. Harold leaned back and let Leshawna be on top as they continued kissing, this went on for a while until Leshawna realized what they were doing and pulled away. They were just supposed to be friends… weren't they?
Harold seemed confused, did he do something wrong?
"Harold, I… I just can't do this right now. We can't do this right now. I'm sorry." Leshawna sighed sadly before walking off, not bothering to let Harold say anything.
Harold teared up when he heard this, he thought they had something going on. He thought this was a new beginning between them.
But just like the love letters, it was all a fluke. It wasn't genuine. Their relationship didn't matter to her so what purpose did he have in staying here with her?
It was no wonder why he quit once they began the ceremony.
A bit short, I know, but Leshawna and Harold have a pretty established dynamic. Not many words were needed.
Next Chapter: Bridgette and Alejandro's accidental kiss is so intimate that we question if it's an actual accident.