Game On.

Cuckoo

"What do you mean, your in love with Talitha!" Shrieked Moira, glaring at Harry. She lunged forwards at him, as if she were going to hit him. Lindsay grabbed her just in time, pinning her arms behind her back. Moira struggled against her, surprisingly strong, as Lindsay tried to restrain her.
Valerian gave Harry a sad look. "I'd hoped that if she'd try that again, you would be smart enough to see that she is using you. Its what she does. She's using you to make us lose. Then she'll toss you away and treat you like the rest of us."
"Your lying!" Harry yelled. "She really does love me!"
Lindsay rolled her eyes. "Oh, for gods sake, Harry. You've never seen in love before, how would you know?"
"Yeah, well, neither have you." Replied Harry, snarkily.
"Actually I have. Actually, I still am, and the sad fact is, up until recently, they hated my guts. So believe me, I know love. This isn't it."
"Yes, it is! She loves me, I love her! You know what, I don't have to be around you guys anymore. I'm going to be with Talitha."

"Aww, sweetie, that's the nicest thing! I'm so glad you decided where you stood!"
Talitha walked out of the shadows, a sugary grin plastered on her face. She was wearing a cute hot pink mini dress with a bow at the waist, pink stilettos and hot pink make up. Lindsay had never seen anyone look so evil.
Then she decided on that note she better scrap half her wardrobe.

Talitha hooked an arm through Harry's. "So, you've heard the great news!"
"Leave him alone, Talitha! You've already got Blaze, don't take my new friends too!" Valerian was almost in tears again.
Talitha smirked at her. "New friends who you poison when asked?" She glanced down at Cat, a disgusted look on her features. "Even I wouldn't stoop so low. Well, maybe I would. But I have no morals, unlike you! Hope your conscience can handle this!"

And she walked off into the shadows, leading Harry with her.
Harry. A traitor. A cuckoo in the nest.