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Wendy leaned back in her chair, flipping a page of her copy of The Little Prince. “Because making shit is hard,” she murmured, not bothering to look up.
Kyle sighed loudly, playing with his hair. He was working on a new song and he was having problems with the melody and it frustrated him to now end, “Why is it so hard to make things work?” he mumbled to himself.
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Wendy hummed as she sat in JFK, putting her headphones in. Her mama sat beside her, flipping through a book. “It’s been so long since I’ve just gotten to sit and read for a while.” They were taking a week to travel around Spain, something they had always talked about but never gotten to do. She took out an earphone as she heard a voice come over the intercom. “Flight 293 to Madrid is delayed. Flight 293 to Madrid is delayed.” Wendy let out a weak laugh as she looked over to her mama. “I’m going to go get us some food.” The older woman nodded, squeezing her hand. She then walked away, and began perusing the different places to eat. She was startled by the sound of someone shouting her name, looking up with wide eyes. “Hey! What are you doing here?”
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Wendy wasn’t sure what to expect. Hell, she’d spent the past few weeks crying in her mama’s new apartment in New York City. She had thought she could handle everything that had been thrown at her. She thought she could handle her parents’ divorce and Gill being dragged away right in front of her, but she was wrong. Dr. Doyle had found her in the girls’ locker room, drunk and sobbing her eyes out, rambling about how everything was so fucked up. Granted, she was lucky that he had called her parents instead of reporting her to Paytas. That would’ve been a one way ticket to getting kicked out of Foxcroft and that was the last thing she needed. Just a few hours later, and Wendy was on a plane with her mama back to New York City. The apartment was nice, and much better than what had been her childhood home, but the deal was that if she went home with her mama, her dad paid for her new, overly-priced therapist. And part of this therapy was apparently visiting Gill in rehab. She didn’t know if she could do it, but here she was, standing in some fancy garden while awkwardly waiting for Gill.
@gillbergman
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lavieenrosexavery:
“Uhhhh, yes, please! I haven’t been to Brazil since I was twelve and would love to visit again.” She smiled a bit sympathetically, knowing exactly how Wendy feels. All Avery wanted was some peace and serenity for even just a few minutes. But no, that’s highly unlikely for Foxcroft. “Trust me, I get you. Remember that running away plan? Still sounds like a good idea to me.”
“My family would love you. You might be adopted,” she teased, nudging the other girl playfully. “But with adoption comes great Brazilian food.” Wendy was already getting a headache just trying to think of all that had happened at the senior prom that she missed. “Okay, so like... Did anyone die?”
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harley-davenport:
“Hoping you arent still mad at me and are going to join the swim team????” Harley asked with a smile. Harley shrugged. “Apparently beef went down at prom, I didnt go and really didnt want to go.” He was trying to remember everything that had happened. “I really have been out of the loop, I’m not super popular and am pretty invisible so I dont know a lot.”
Wendy huffed as she crossed her arms over her chest. “... Fine. But only because you’re my friend and I need to be in more sports.” She shook her hand, waving a hand. “Popularity is overrated. And honestly, I think I might be better off just... not knowing everything that happened.”
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lavieenrosexavery:
“You looked like you had a lot of fun. Honestly, I’m kind of jealous. I’d kill to get away from this place for a little while. Plus, I missed you so much.” Sighing, Avery recapped as best as she could: “Rob and Milo got into a fight, Thomas and Tommy got into a fight, Derek showed up, Thomas and Jackson got into a car chase after Derek, Derek hit Dean with his car, Dean was in the hospital, Thomas and Karma won Prom King and Queen… and I am pretty sure that there was more that happened, but that’s all that I can remember at the moment.”
Wendy linked her arm with Avery’s as they headed down the hallway. “I’ve missed you, too. Next time, I’m bringing you with me.” Her dark eyes widened as she stopped in her tracks. “I’m sorry, what?!” The petite girl groaned as she rubbed her temples. “Just one normal day. That’s all I want.”
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naomicoors:
“You didn’t much.” Naomi lied before taking her head, “except…I went with someone who I think really likes me.” She squealed with happiness, “and I think I really like to!”
“Wait. Wait a minute. YOU HAD A DATE?! WHO?!” Wendy was practically jumping with happiness as she grabbed the other girl’s hands, squeezing tightly. “Was it Crispin?! Did you like the dress and all that I helped him pick out for you?!”
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penelopemarsx:
“Oh my gosh, I love going there. The food is amazing. I’m glad you got to relax,” Pen beamed before shrugging her shoulders. “I’m not sure I left pretty early,”
“God, I love Brazilian cooking. Plus, I got to see some of my extended family.” She laughed a little, biting her lip. “It seems that’s the case with everyone lately.”
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laylalamars:
“The bread was good. I came, ate bread then left, but I’m sure someone died or something.” Layla waved off, honestly, she wasn’t in the news cycle too much anymore so she didn’t know.
“I mean, I really wouldn’t be surprised if someone did,” she muttered, rolling her eyes a little at the thought. With all that happened at Foxcroft on the daily, it wouldn’t be the craziest thing. “Bets on who died?”
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“Sorry I didn’t make it to the prom. I spent a few days in Brazil with mama.” Wendy crossed her arms over her chest, walking down the hall. “So what exactly happened?”
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Wendy had been leaving the weight room after her workout when she spotted Brooke. She had gotten so happy when Brooke had joined. It had finally given them something to talk about. She winced as she accidentally bumped into one of the bleachers, and she waved her hand out at the other girl. “Hey. Sorry. I just saw you and figured I’d see how you were doing.”
Brooke had been practising her cheerleading in the gym after school; it was empty, that’s how she liked it. The silence meant she could concentrate, plus it meant she could get away from the craziness of what was going on in school right now. She was about to start from the beginning again when she heard a noise, she looked up to search for the source, but couldn’t find it.
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Wendy: I’m still mad at you.
Wendy: for adding me back to the group chat so many times.
Wendy: I kinda still wanna join but idk.
Harley: Honestly I think joining swim team is a good fit for me.
Harley: I was always a good swimmer
Harley: plus it’s good to branch out right?
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jamietaylorisms:
“I don’t… Wait, should I? Shoot, Wendy, I’m so sorry for not knowing.”
“No, no, you don’t have to apologize. It just means that I have to to take you to get some immediately.”
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Wendy smirked as she watched him talking on the phone with his grandmother, crossing her arms over her chest as she leaned against the door frame. “I didn’t say a word,” she insisted as she held her hands up in surrender. The brunette sat up straight, snatching his phone out of his hand. “I came here to tell you to stop being a dick.” She waved it around playfully. “It’s not funny. Also, I need something to take a little edge off.”
“Yeah grandma I swear I’ve never been more sober in my life.” Max blatantly lied through the phone. “Alright. Alright. I gotta go.” He said quickly trying to get the woman off his case. “Not a word out of you.” Max said as he pointed to the person standing in the doorway of his room. “What can I help you with?”
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robbinsvera:
“You look like you’ve had a rough day.”
“Trust me, you don’t know the half of it.”
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ellictmcrgan:
“Well damn Wendy. What happened to you?”
“Well... I found out my parents are getting divorced so my dad can marry Gill’s mom. My mama is getting back into the modeling and fashion industry, which is one of the few good things. My dad dropped by for, like, a week on a surprise visit, and he keeps trying to set me up with bodyguards, of all things, so I think he might be planning to run for some kind of higher position than a senator.” Wendy paused, smiling sheepishly. “That was too much, wasn’t it?”
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WANTED: A CUTE BOY WITH MESSY HAIR WHO IS TALL AND SMELLS NICE AND ENJOYS CUDDLES, WHO WILL TAKE ME TO AQUARIUMS AND POINT TO THE UGLIEST FISH THEY CAN SEE AND SAY “THAT ONE IS YOU” BUT WHO WILL ALSO TAKE ME TO PLANETARIUMS AND TELL ME THAT I AM PRETTIER THAN ALL OF THE STARS IN THE SKY.
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