𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐁𝐎𝐘//𝐆𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘𝐗𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

ALBY GETS A BUTTLIFT! #NOTCLICKBAIT

"Woah woah, settle down." Newt tried calming me down. "What's going on here?"

"There is absolutely no fucking way I'm spending the day with him!" I cried. Newt's eyes darted around. He rubbed the back of his neck.

"Look, Victor why don't you just leave her be for now okay." Victor looked at Newt bitterly.

"Fine." He said finally. "See ya soon sweetheart." He shrugged off towards the baggers. I was absolutely revolted.

"Newt there's no way-" He cut me off.

"Let's talk to Alby." Newt motioned for me to come with him. "Come on." I followed Newt all the way to where Alby sat. He had set himself up at a lone table, moodily looking out into the distance. "Hey there Alby." Alby was broken from his trance, he swiveled himself towards us.

"What's up Shank and, uh, Lady-Shank." Alby crossed his arms, his brown eyes dulled over.
"Still don't got a name huh." I opened my mouth to speak but he beat me to it. "I guess we'll have to start calling you Knife-Girl like how Newt said." I went to speak again but now Newt cut me off.

"We gotta talk to you about something."

"Well what is it?" Alby said looking like he'd rather be doing a million other things. "Ain't got time to be jawin' with you two all day."

"They don't want to work with the baggers today." Newt said keeping his usual mellow demeanor. Alby squinted at me scrutinizing every inch of my skin.

"Does it look like I give a klunk?" He scoffed. "What, you think you're better than us? Is that it?" I glared at him.

"No, I'm just tired of getting fucking harassed!" I spat. It felt as if flames played across my skin.

"Newt tell No-Name over here to watch their shucking mouth." Alby glared, burning his eyes into my skin. I dug my nails into my palms, breathing in and out deeply.

"Come on now." Newt said chastising me, adding a look.

"Did he touch you?" Alby was making direct eye contact with me.

"Well no-" Alby leaned back in his chair.

"Then it's settled. You'll work with the baggers today."

"What?!" I shrieked. Why the fuck was Alby was being such a dickhead?

"Newt I don't have time for their hysterics, get her out of here." Alby said waving me off. I was fuming.

"Hysterics?! Oh I'll show you Hysterics!" I started waving my hands around when Newt grabbed my wrist.

"Come on." He muttered, dragging me away from Alby. I threw the finger up at him as I was pulled away. "Stop that." Newt hissed. I stuck my tongue out at him trying to turn my wrist out of his grasp.

"Let go of me you Gank!" (Gank is what Sikowitz uses as slang in Victorious y'all 😏).
I struggled all the way till our table. "I swear to fucking God Newt I'm gonna kick you in the fucking shins!" Everyone around us seemed to be enjoying the show. Newt forced me to sit, pressing down on my shoulder.

"Stop it. Okay. Calm down." Newt ordered. Chuck touched my arm. I was seething "Breathe. Just Breathe." Once I got a hold of myself I began to talk.

"There's no way. I can't. I hate him." I said enunciating every syllable.

"I know, but for today you'll just have to deal. Okay? The day will be over before you know it and I'll try to keep an eye on you from the garden." I scowled wondering how Newt could let this happen. I thought he said he was going to keep me safe. He pleaded with me. "Please. Please? Just for today. I promise."