Requested by its_kassandra.
Alejandro Rosario - "No." Alejandro pouted at he looked at you, glaring when you raised an eyebrow at him. "Come on! They think I'm sneaking off to meet a girl." Rolling your eyes, you looked out the window. "You are sneaking off to meet a girl, Rosario." He crossed his arms. "You know what I meant, (Y/N)." He let out a ragged sigh. "And could you stop calling me Rosario?! My name is Alejandro!" His anger quickly fizzled as you smacked him upside the head before placing your hand over his mouth. "Calm down, you twit! Did you forget that it happens to be two in the morning and far past curfew?! If anyone catches us and I get detention with Dior, I'm going to strangle you, Alejandro. Now I will meet your friends if you just be quiet," you whispered harshly as he nodded, clutching his head. "Now let's go. You alerted that mangy cat and I figure it's halfway to Dior." Ignoring the self-satisfied smile he plastered on, you walked out of the classroom, him close on your heels.
Anthony Reeves - "I don't know if that's such a good idea, Anthony," you say as you bury your head in your brand new boyfriend's chest. He just proposed that you could meet his friends today, but you weren't so sure about that. "What is stopping you then, Y/N?" He asks, not really catching your drift. "What if they dislike me? I know how important they are to you and how important their opinion is. What if I don't make it through the test?" You ask him. "Then I will love you anyway. There's nothing they can do about that. You're my girlfriend and they'll just have to accept that," you smile. You just loved it when he called you his girlfriend, it made it all sound so... So real. "Well, okay then," you give in and he cheers happily. "Great! They will love you anyway. Believe me," he says. You follow him to Bryce's house, where you will meet the boys, and can't help the nerves running through your whole body. He rings the doorbell and grabs your hand while letting your fingers intertwine. "Hey, Anthony!" A slightly tanned boy greets him as he opens the door. "And you must be Y/N," he says after turning to you. You nod shyly. "Hi, I'm Bryce," he introduces himself. "Come in, guys." He leads the two of you to the other two boys. "Y/N's here boys! Act normal!" He says. You chuckle as the boys all sit up straight. "Hi, I'm Quinton," a boy with dyed hair introduces himself. "And I am Noah," the other one with the curls says. "But you probably already figured that out." "Hi, I'm Y/N, but you already knew that as well," you say jokingly. Maybe the boys aren't so bad. They seem to like you.
Blake gray - "Blake! What should I wear?" You ask as your boyfriend storms in. "Uhm... I don't know. Just what you like to wear?" He proposed. "No, you don't get it. I have to look presentable," you scoff as he raises his eyebrows. "Why's that?" He asks. "I'm meeting your friends today. It's important to leave a good impression. They are important to you," you say nervously.
"Y/N," Blake softly says as he comes closer. "They will like you anyway. It doesn't matter what you're wearing." "Just some jeans and a tank top, then?" You ask. He sighs. "Yeah, that sounds good." He says, frustrated that you're not getting his point, apparently. You get dressed before heading out with him. He has a band practice today and decided to bring you, so he could introduce you to his friends. "Be nice, be normal, be yourself. " Are the words you keep repeating to yourself. If you make the wrong impression now, the boys will dislike you and Blake might join them in their opinion. "Look, guys. This is my girlfriend, Y/N," Blake suddenly says. You hadn't noticed that you were already there and look up with flushed cheeks. "Hi, Y/N! Nice to meet you!" A bubbly boy with hazel eyes and curly hair says. "This is Noah," Blake tells you. You wave at the boy before another one greets you. "I am Mark," he says with a smile, his blue eyes smiling with him. His hair makes it hard not to see him and you think it's quite funny. "And last but not least, that's Quinton," Blake says before pointing at a guy with blonde hair, brown eyes. He awkwardly waves at you and you smile. "They like you," Blake assures you. "I can tell already."
