“Final Descent” - Westchester Dance Academy, mini contemporary small group, 1st overall, Jump Providence, May 2017
★ Choreography by ?
☆ Dancers ☆ Tori Gordon, Gillian Gordon, Hannah Katz, Sienna Morris, Nicole Talamo, Iliana Victor, Isabella Weidman
So Silent (Instrumental) ~ Zack Hemsey

Saved By The Bell - Mark Andrews

Originally posted by eddydennis

(I have never seen an episode of Saved By The Bell in my life but hey, I’m gonna reference it because I can.)

Requested by Anon

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Every day, Mark would greet me the same way; a kiss on the cheek and a ‘hey there, sunshine!’. We had been best friends for so long and I didn’t want to imagine being without his smile and infectious personality. The only downside to us both being together all of the time was that British Strong Style never seemed to be too far behind and all three of those men wanted to make Mark’s life a living hell.

“Well hello, pet. Where’s Zack Morris today?” Trent laughed as he approached the table where I was sitting at. Naturally, Pete and Tyler were following him.

“Very funny, Seven, I’m splitting at my sides. If you must know, Mark is at the gym so he can be ready for his match tonight. Can I help you boys?” Tyler looked generally uncomfortable, Pete and Trent both had smirks on their faces. Whatever was going to happen couldn’t be good for me or Mark.

“We were just wondering why on Earth you stick by that git. Don’t you want to be surrounded by people who could actually defend you? I mean, come on,” Pete started, reaching out to push a few loose strands of hair behind my ear, “Even Bate could do a better job than he could ever do. There’s a place for you in British Strong Style if you want it.” Trent put his hand on the Bruiserweight’s shoulder and smiled down at me.

“But, of course, we’ll give you time to think about it. See you tonight Y/N. Oh, you are still coming down to the ring with Mark tonight, right?”

Bate gave me one last look before he walked away with his friends. Not even a few minutes later, I felt a familiar sensation on my cheek.

“Hey there, sunshine!” I couldn’t help the smile that appeared. He was just that adorable.

“Hey Mark. How was the gym?” his response was a sound that can only be described as ‘nyegh’. With a grunt, he pressed his head against the table and mumbled at me. He tends to do this when he’s tired, hungry or grumpy, kind of like a giant baby. God, he was adorable…and so, so hot…wait, what?

Okay, yes. I may have had an itty bitty crush on him but I was almost 100% sure that he knew about it and didn’t mind: we had that sort of relationship.

“They called you Zack Morris this time. Does that make me Mario Lopez? I want to be cool, I’m cool.” Raising his head slightly so he could look me in the eyes, Mark shook his head.

“Nah, you’re probably Kelly Kapowski. You’re a complete babe, a sweetheart and any dude would be lucky as hell to have ya’.”

It was always fun to be at ringside with Mark. He’d put his hat on my head and I’d dance around to his theme song. This match, however, was different. Mark was facing Tyler and he had his team mates at ringside too. Mark was hesitant to let me come with him for this one, knowing that Pete was willing to do anything to get to him. No, I hadn’t told him of our exchange earlier in that day but that’s because I couldn’t risk him being worried, taking his focus away from the match. After the bell had been rung, Pete automatically started towards me with a twisted smile on his face.

“C’mon darling, just give it up and join me and the lads. He’s pathetic, a complete loser. He acts like a child, babe.” I started to walk backwards, not wanting Pete to get any closer. Unfortunately, my back hit something - Trent. Great, so I was trapped between two assholes who were determined to get me to turn on my best friend and Mark had noticed, turning his attention, briefly, from the match. This distraction allowed Tyler to hit him with the Tyler Driver 97, pin him and win the match. Mark didn’t seem to care though, sliding out of the ring as soon as possible and diving onto Trent, taking the older man to the ground. That still left me and Pete.

Seconds later, half of the crowd was groaning along with Pete who was on the floor, clutching his ‘pride’. Really, he shouldn’t underestimate me, I know more than I let on.

“Y/N, are you OK? Did either of them touch you? Are you-” Mark had started to babble but I cut him off by reaching up and pressing a kiss to his lips.

“What was that you were saying earlier? About me being Kelly Kapowski?”

“You’re full of surprises.”

“Hey, don’t think that this means you don’t have to take me out on a date. I have standards buddy!”


saved by the bell meme [½ otps]: Zack & Lisa