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Word Count: 7,184
Warnings: Swear Words
Second Person POV
"Oh, yeah, the girls have three bathrooms, and we only have two!"
"Which is not fair!"
"Yeah! It's time to flush in justice!"
"Yep, you've got the Tinke-Aid spirit!"
You stared at the two nerds with a fond smile as they bonded over Robbie's new benefit show; Tinke-Aid. For whatever reason, the other three guys in your friend group decided to raise awareness in male restrooms at Hollywood Arts Highschool, and although this was quite an important matter, the name was interesting per se.
"Now girls." You wrapped an arm each around their shoulder to pull them in closer to stop their rambling.
"Boys." Robbie corrected and nudged your side with his elbow. He did not want another teasing Tori Vega in his stressful teenage life.
Sighing in exasperation, you nodded and took a quick breath to rectify yourself.
"Now... girls, I hate to interrupt, but you seem to be attracting some unwanted attention, hm?" Your lips curled into a smirk as you terribly mimicked a high-status Englishmen accent, which admittedly made the pair quirk a small smile.
Your voice was heard amongst the group of students lingering around the halls and the rows of lockers. They instantly ducked their heads and looked away, too embarrassed to meet your gaze after they were exposed.
Sinjin rolled his eyes and shrugged off your arm to take a step back from your mocking personality.
"Good luck, Rob. I think you're awesome." He complimented, getting a bashful wave from the other. "Support Tinkle-Aid!" He shouted and happily walked away with a slight hop in his step and his blood pumping from his previous hyperactive gossip party.
"Support Tinkle-Aid!" Robbie recited after him before tearing his gaze away and back towards his yellow banner.
You eyed the thin paper along with him, appreciating his, awfully strange, effort on a Monday morning. That is until you heard a voice from behind you that crumbled your newly made respect for the boy to the ground.
"Aw, Robbie! We told you to call it, "Guys for Equal Restrooms!'" Andre said, whining at the banner draped proudly above the right row of lockers for all to see and adore.
"That's boring." The nerd countered. Though he was right by all means, it was the worse choice of the two.
Andre grumbled underneath his breath and rubbed his temple in thought. How would he tell this to Beck, if he didn't see the banner already of course?
"Well, Tinkle-Aid is gross." He explained slowly to the other in the hope to get that in his brain.
"Tinkle-Aid sounds like the world's worst drink," Tori added from beside him, her appearance you just noticed.
Robbie huffed and shook his head at their obnoxious complaining. "It's getting us a lot of attention." He gestured to the ensemble of students shuffling their way past the lockers in disgust.
"So, this Saturday night, I'm gonna be appearing in Tinkle-Aid?" Heels tapping against the marbled floor echoed through the lobby, pairing with an all too familiar bold voice.
Alas, the Goth Princess has arrived with her pet cat by her side.
"Beck and I did not approve the name," Andre said and shoved his hands into his front pockets. Whether he was going to be mauled to death or not, he would, within a heartbeat, put all the blame on Robbie. He would very much like to not be stripped of his dignity.
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I Want Him More ~ Victorious X Male Reader
Romance"Look what I learned at school, today!" "Tch. Pathetic." "I got first in my class!" "Try harder." "I made the team." "You'll just bring them down along with you." "I made a friend today..." "Really? Soon enough they will realize how useless you are...
