Pentatonix

Chapter 22

A/N: Thanks for all the positive reviews last chapter guys! They mean a lot to me :)It would also be much appreciated that if you haven't already, go and check out my other Kavi story: Our Little Secret, pretty please and thank you :)

Chapter 22

"Glad to see you're feeling better Kirst. The concert was just the best by the way," Scott grins down at her as she pushes the button for the lights and they wait for the green man.
"Stop rubbing it in," she lightly shoves him.
"Don't touch, you might give me your sicky germs! It's why the other three are all the way up there," he points across the road.
"I'm past contagious, get over it!" she hugs into his side, squeezing him tightly as he grimaced.
"Back to full strength too," he says with a gasp.
"Walk," Kirstie tells him, dropping her arms as she does so herself. He follows and they run to catch up with the others. "Beat you," she pushes him, making him stumble into a wall.
"Bully!" he jokes and Kevin, Mitch and Avi laugh.
The five of them continue to walk down the street, looking in windows but never going inside, because well: student budgets. Mitch and Kirstie now walked a few steps behind, stopping so often at the clothing stores admiring and fanning over some particularly cute bags and shoes, too often.
"Another one," Scott tips his head back sighing as the three stop and wait for them to catch up.
"How about some lunch, that little café there looks super cute," Mitch nods across the road as they re-group.
"Yes," Avi nods smiling.
"I could do with a bite," Kevin shrugs.
"Then to the... I-can't-read-that-sign... place we go!" Scott points at the café, waiting for a break in the cars before him and the others rush across the road.
"Coffee," Mitch claps as they walk in and the smell wafts through.
"It smells so good," Kirstie nods, "But I'm just gonna go find us a table okay... I'm not really hungry."
Scott frowns at Kirstie as she walks away. "She usually just eats," he tells the guys. "I don't know," he shrugs, turning to the counter.
Avi turns away from the board and walks off quickly after Kirstie. "Are you okay?" he asks, leaning on the table.
Kirstie looks up, "I'm great, why?"
"You don't have any money on you do you?"
Kirstie tries to hide her smile, "How'd you figure me out?"
"Because you always buy coffee, every time I've hung out with you, not to mention you never turn down an offer," he nods and standing up walks straight off.
Kirstie watches after him with a confused face.
"Where'd you go?" Kevin asks Avi when he gets back.
Avi shakes his head and takes his turn to order.
Scott receives his food and coffee first, then Mitch and Kevin in quick concession.
"We'll go sit," Mitch tells Avi and him Scott and Kevin walk off to find Kirstie.
"What'd you guys get?" Kirstie asks as they get to her table.
"This piece of cake," Mitch grins, rubbing his hands together before picking up his fork.
Scott makes a face as he watches Mitch take a bite. "I got an egg pie."
Kirstie face palms, then slowly looks up at Scott, "Quiche."
"We are not getting into this again Kirstin."
"Fine. I'll just talk to Kevin then."
"What?" Kevin asks with his mouth full as Kirstie looks at him.
"You guys aren't even waiting for Avi," she rolls her eyes with a laugh, leaning back in the booth seat.
Mitch points ahead, "Speaking of."
Avi walks around the table to Kirstie's side and she scooches closer to Scott to make a little more room. He places a coffee cup and a paper bag down in front of Kirstie as well as placing his own down before sitting. He smiles at the girl next to him then turns to concentrate on opening his sandwich.
"What's this?" Kirstie asks, lightly lifting the brown paper bag to peek inside.
Avi swallows his bite of sandwich before answering, "Your lunch." He takes another bite.
Scott lightly nudges Kirstie in the side, smirking at her.
Kirstie smiles as she pulls out a banana choc chip muffin.
"Oh my gosh! You guessed her favourite," Scott, puts a hand to his mouth going wide eyed and leaning back in his seat.
Kirstie swipes his arm, "Shut-up," she shakes her head a little.
"Do you not like that one?" Avi asks, worried.
"No he's just being stupid, don't worry about it. It is my favourite, thank you," she smiles. "You didn't have to get me anything."
"Yeah I didn't, and I'm supposed to be her best friend or something," Scott shrugs with a laugh.
"I would have Kirst, but I barely had enough money for my own," Mitch offers.
"I really didn't mind not having anything. It's not a huge deal, but seriously thank you Avi," she nods.
"It's not a problem," Avi smiles at Kirstie, keeping his gaze on her for a bit longer before he turns to take a bite of his sandwich.
Kevin leans closer to Mitch, whispering, "I've known the guy for how long now and he's never once bought me lunch like that," he jokes.
"Whatever she said, it's in the past." He says to Kevin with a nod.
"That's for sure. Scott's being a total jerk about it, acting like he did nothing last week," he nods, picking up his fork.
Mitch nods, "Tell me about it." He glances up at Scott then looks back down at his cake with a sigh, how serious was he about the not dating within the group thing, and had he gotten over it or was he really just being a jerk like Kevin mentioned.

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The five members of Pentatonix walk into the crowded lobby area of the hotel, all keeping as close to each other as they can manage so that none of them get lost in the madness.
"I can't believe that we didn't even get to go out of state," Mitch complains over the noise.
"I know right!" Kirstie laughs a little, until she stops as a large group walk right in between her and the other members of her group. When they clear she can't see any of her band mates. She rushes forward, keeping a tight hold of her bag, she reaches the other end of the hotel lobby and still doesn't see them. She covers her mouth with one hand as she stretches up on her tip toes to see, and of course she can't.
"What a day to be wearing flats huh?" An unfamiliar male voice comes from behind her.
Kirstie spins around, her long hair brushing against the chest of the uncomfortably close, tall man.
"Did you lose your group?" he raises an eyebrow.
Kirstie look up at him, "Uh yeah... actually you're at a pretty good vantage point to spot someone who also has a good vantage point, do you see a guy with blond hair put there, probably with three other guys trialling behind him... hopefully searching around for me?"
The stranger looks around and slowly shakes his head as he glances back at Kirstie, "It'd be easier if I were trying to spot a bigger group, is the rest of your team on their way?"
"That is the rest of my team."
A look of realisation crosses his face, "Oh you're that team. You know when I got told about a five person group I thought it wasn't possible, but now seeing you I realise you'll be costing by on looks alone," he gives her a smile.
Kirstie watches him, unsure of whether that was supposed to be a compliment or not. She gives a half smile, not her signature smirk, but he takes it as she liked the line.
"What's your name beautiful?"
"Kirstie," she says with a real smile now, looking down a little embarrassed with the definite compliment.
He holds out his hand, "My names Jeremy and it is more than a pleasure to meet you Kirstie."

A/N: Yes I just did that, and on a more positive note yes we're close to competition time woo!

And big news, I have Kirstie and Avi sims, and they have a daughter. Then with another one on the way I got worried that Olaf wasn't getting enough attention, and Marcia (their daughter) is only a toddler, and so still needs a lot of attention. Then Kirstie's a writer and Avi works at a grocery store so they don't make much money, anyways... Avi asked Esther to move in with them, I figured she could help out when the baby arrived... when the ONE baby arrived... they had triplets and now I'm going to die.