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eminems-skittles · 3 years

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cosplays and crushes [penelope garcia x reader]

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The hot San Diego sun had started to set on the line full of costume-clad convention goers. Penelope and Spencer, decked out in their Doctor Who and Rose Tyler cosplays, had been camped out since 4 in the afternoon. They just so happened to be in San Diego for a case when Rossi surprised the two nerds with tickets to Comic Con. Hotch had already agreed to giving them the weekend off in order to attend the event, saying they deserved the break and to be around people who understand what they're talking about. After some pushback from Spencer and Penelope, not because they didn't want to go but because they didn't want to be out of state if there was an emergency, they gladly accepted the tickets. The rest of the team, having been aware of the surprise, had already booked hotel rooms at a fancy hotel in San Diego as well. They had all decided that it was time for a well deserved break from their demanding jobs.

Currently, Spencer and Penelope were in line for the Doctor Who panel. They were surrounded by people who shared their love of the show. While everyone there were all dressed in cosplays and costumes, one specific person caught Penelope's eye. Well, technically, she noticed the girl as soon as they arrived in line. This particular girl had (Y/H/C) and was dressed as (Y/F/C). She was there, apparently by herself. After two hours of constant chatting with Spencer about what they are looking forward too, their theories of previous cases, and Penelope's not so secretive constant checking to see if maybe the beautiful stranger's friends had finally showed up, Penelope had finally gathered the courage to introduce herself to the lonely girl. Spencer, being the expert profiler he is, had already picked up on Garcia's growing curiosity about the lonesome girl.

Spencer leaned close to Penelope, to ensure that the girl wouldn't hear him, and whispered, "Just talk to her Pen. She won't bite."

"Aw but I like it when they bite," Penelope whined jokingly, winking at the now blushing Spencer. She pinched his cheek, "Oh ease up, kiddo. I'm kidding. I would talk to her but what if she shoots me down? She is way out of my league. Besides, what am I supposed to say?"

"Pen, believe me, she is not out of your league. She's here isn't she? You two are in the same league. Just talk to her." Spencer tried to convince her. If the girl they were talking about wasn't so close, Spencer might have also mentioned that he noticed the girl looking at Penelope also. But for now, he'd keep that too himself.

Penelope took a deep breath, making eye contact with Spencer, who gave her a small reassuring small, before turning around to face the girl. She waved before introducing herself, "Uh, hi! My name is Penelope and this is my friend Spencer! I really like your costume! (Y/F/C) is one of my favorites!"

"Oh hi!" she waved at spencer slightly before directing her attention back to Penelope. "My name is Y/N! Thank you so much! It took forever to make. I like yours too! Where are you from?"

"We're from Virginia, we were out here for work and one of our co-workers surprised us with tickets. How about you? Where are you from?"

"Oh that's awesome! I'm actually from Virginia also! How funny! I live in Richmond for work but when I'm not working I live in (Y/H/T)." Y/N said, her eyes lighting up when she heard that the pretty girl in front of her lived in the same state as her. "If it's not too much to ask, where do you guys live? I'm not a stalker I swear." She added quickly.

Spencer and Penelope shared an amused look, before laughing slightly.

"We live in Quantico. Spence and I work for the FBI." Penelope hoped it was okay that she told this stranger that she was an FBI agent. However, Spencer didn't stop her so she assumed it was okay. "What do you do for work?"

"Oh well I am an elementary school teacher so when school is session, I live in Richmond but during summer I go back home to help out my family. It's not the best situation but I make it work," She laughed slightly. Penelope decided then and there that she loved Y/N's laugh. "Anyway, what do y'all do for the FBI, that is if you're allowed to say."

"Well I am a tech analyst for the Behavioral Analyst Unit, or the BAU as we call it. So I basically research suspects, victims, open cases, stuff like that and send it to the team." Penelope explains, being careful not to spill too much about her job.

"And I'm a profiler for the BAU. So while Penelope is at the office, the other agents and I are in the field, examining crime scenes and catching serial killers and bad guys," Spencer explained.

"Wow, you guys have such cool and important jobs." Y/N said.

"Yeah, I guess we do," Penelope said, smiling brightly at Y/N. "So are you here by yourself?"

"Unfortunately. My girlfriend was supposed to come but uh she broke up with me two weeks ago and it was too late to refund the tickets. I needed time away from there anyway" Y/N looked sad as she explained. Penelope looked at Spencer, her eyes silently pleading with him. Spencer looked at Y/N, then at Penelope, before slightly nodding his head.

"Oh no! I'm so sorry, hon! If you'd like, you can stick with Spencer and I. We're staying at the main hotel with our coworkers. You are more than welcome to join us!" Penelope said, silently cursing herself for sounding so eager. How she already managed to have feelings for this girl so fast was beyond her. Normally, it took her a few days before developing feelings for someone. Yet here she was, having the most mundane conversation with this random girl.

Thoughts started zooming around in Penelope's brain. Surely it has to be fate that they were both here. Penelope never planned on going to Comic Con until a few days ago. She didn't even plan on going to this panel because she had thought they missed it. And yet, here she was, talking with the prettiest girl she had ever seen. She almost couldn't form proper sentences. Y/N's smile seemed to cause her brain to short-circuit.

"Are you sure? I don't want to impose. This is your guys vacation." Y/N hesitantly said.

"It's fine, really, Y/N. It would be fun. Comic Con isn't a place to be alone at." Spencer cut in, a small smile stretching across his face. This was the first time he had seen Penelope act like this in front of a girl, and with everything that Penelope did for him and the team, he figured it was time he did something for her.

Y/N contemplated for a second. A very small part of her was saying no, because she had just met these people. But then she reasoned that they are FBI agents so they wouldn't hurt her. She also already had started developing a small crush on Penelope. She knew she shouldn't of been catching feelings so quickly. It had only been two weeks since her ex had broken up with up her. However, in this moment, Y/N could care less. If her ex didn't want to be with her anymore, that was no longer her problem. She couldn't spend the rest of her life being sad about someone who did not care about her anymore.

"If you're sure about this, then of course! You guys seem really fun and I'd love to hangout!" Y/N agreed.

Penelope and Y/N shared a smile, getting momentarily lost in each others eyes. They stayed like that until Spencer nudged Penelope with his elbow. Once they were broken out of their trance, Penelope and Y/N had realized that the line had finally started moving. Once they got into the panel, Y/N, Penelope, and Spencer sat down as close to the front as possible. Throughout the panel, Y/N and Penelope silently fangirled as Spencer watched intently, no doubt trying to memorize everything that everyone said. Not that he had to try.

At the end of the panel, around 9:00 at night, the trio was trying to figure out where to go for dinner. Spencer, who was eager to tell Derek about Penelope's new love interest, excused himself to the hotel for the night, saying he was too tired and to go out without him.

"Let's go change into normal clothes and meet up in 15 minutes? We can go to the hotel bar or go to a restaurant in town?" Y/N asked, secretly hoping this dinner would turn into a date. The day she had spent with Penelope was one of the best days she had had in a long time. Even when she was with her ex-girlfriend. Penelope agreed before they headed to their respective rooms to change into clothes for the evening.

After they got ready, they met in the hotel lobby and decided on staying at the hotel restaurant and bar. Penelope decided against going into town because of what she sees everyday in her line of work. Y/N did not mind, she just wanted to spend time with Penelope.

The two had ended up getting kicked out of the hotel bar, having stayed until 2 in the morning. They had decided to make their way to the pool to just sit and talk.

"Thank you for the wonderful night, Penny," Y/N said, smiling at the slightly taller girl. Y/N was slightly tipsy, leaning her head against Penelope's shoulder.

"You know, I think you're one of the first people to call me Penny, doll face," She said giggling a bit harder than she should have. "You're welcome, sweetcheeks. I had an amazing time tonight also."

Little did the two girls know, the BAU team (with the exception of Hotch, who insisted that he had better things to do than spy on Penelope's first date) were hiding along the row of chairs behind them to get a good look at the scene unfolding in front of them.

Y/N and Penelope stared at each other for a second before a voice shouted, "JUST KISS ALREADY!" The two of them jumped about five feet in the air before looking back to see JJ and Emily pulling Spencer back to the ground to hide him from the two.

"Might as well give the people what they want," Penelope said, wiggling her eyebrows. Y/N smiled for what felt like the millionth time that day, before nodding her head.

The two leaned forward, pausing for a second to look each other in the eyes, before leaning in all the way. Penelope brought her hands up to Y/N's face, one on her cheek, the other on the back of her neck. Y/N put both of her hands on Penelope's cheeks. They stayed like that for a few moments, the soft kiss seemingly having lasted longer than a few seconds. They pulled apart, catching their breaths.

"Wow," Y/N breathed out. A smile and blush had forced their way onto her face, as she looked at Penelope.

"Wow," Penelope repeated, staring into Y/N's eyes.

"I SHIP!" Spencer shouted from where he, Derek, Emily, JJ, and Rossi were supposed to be hiding. Penelope broke her stare from Y/N, turning to face her not so secretive friends.

"Ok, who let him drink tonight?" Penelope shout back to her friends.

"You know, for FBI agents, your friends aren't all that sneaky." Y/N said, smiling slightly before kissing Penelope again. The group of FBI agents all hooted and hollered jokingly at Penelope and Y/N.

"Alright you idiots, lets all get to bed before we anger Garcia enough to make her hack all of our records," Rossi said to the team, trying to get them to leave. He was met with a few groans and 'okay dad's, but everyone got up and followed him out of the pool area. As soon as they were sure they were by themselves, they pulled apart from the kiss.

"I know we just met and you're fresh out of a relationship, but Y/N, I uh I really like you. And I'm willing to do whatever it takes to be with you. I can wait as long as you-" she was interrupted by yet another small kiss.

"Penny, I like you a lot too. And I want to be with you too. But it's going to take a bit of time before I get into another relationship." Y/N explained.

"Of course, take all the time you need, sweetie," Penelope said. The two girls cuddled up next to each other for a few minutes before deciding to call it a night. Penelope walked Y/N to her hotel room with promises of an early breakfast the next day.

"Goodnight Y/N," Penelope said, before kissing Y/N's cheek.

"Goodnight Penny," Y/N said, kissing Penelope's cheek as well. She unlocked her door and stepped instead, saying goodnight one final time before watching Penelope walk back down the hall to the elevator. Before she got into the elevator, Penelope waved back at Y/N before dramatically blowing a kiss down the hall. Y/N playfully got the kiss and placed her hand on her cheek, waiting for the elevator doors to close, before making her way into her own room. She was unable to stop smiling the whole time she got ready for bed. This was the best day ever.

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lots-o-stuff · 4 years

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okay so i’ve been obsessed with your writing like god damn, save some talent for the rest of us please 😔 but i would like to make a request 😳 headcons of tsuki, sugawara, and daichi with a s/o that sleeps very late. like 3am+ type late, so they’re always on the verge of sleeping during class and usually don’t have breakfast since they wake up last minute n all. stuff like that. thank you 😭💕

EEEEEE oh my god!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!! ahhh I saw this as I was leaving school and I was like trying not to cry happy tears!! Alos this was EXTREMELY self indulgent because, like, who sleeps?? hahah not me thats for sure! This was seriously so much fun so thank you for the request!

Tsukki:

I believe that Tsukki himself is quite the night owl, he will be up till 12 reading, listening to music, maybe studying but he always make sure to be in bed by 12:30

you however can lose track of time VERY VERY easily so before you and tsukki started dating you were up till 3am on a daily maybe even later on a weekend

when you both got together you had offhandedly mentioned to him that you were a bit of a night owl, this prompted him too ask how late you stay up exactly

because well… he was a night owl so you cant be that much worse than him right? WRONG

He was quite surprised on the inside that you stayed up till 3am daily, I mean how did you not fall asleep halfway through the day?

after that he started to notice how much not sleeping and staying up so late actually affected you

you would always complain about missing breakfast from sleeping in late, as well as that he noticed how you would daze out during class and not be paying attention

after that Tsukki made a promise to himself. When he went to sleep he would text or call you and tell you to go too sleep

at first you were very confused because… Tsukki? are you ok? awww you care?

You listened to him after that because he could always tell when you stayed up later… no matter how much you tried to hide it hmph

Suga:

ok so suga is NOT a night owl at all, i firmly believe that he needs, in his words, his "Beauty sleep"

and well… you aren’t exactly the fall asleep at 9pm type person. Your more the "Im going to be in bed by 9:30 tonight" but end up awake till 3 watching a how to play the harmonica video on youtube and no you don’t own a harmonica either

when you both got together sleeping schedules weren’t something mentioned so he never realised that you stayed up so late

when he did find out it was because you sent him a youtube link to a tiktok POV compilation that you somehow had ended up on at 2 in the morning

honestly a first he was annoyed because well if he doesn’t get enough sleep he looks like a walking trashcan whereas you look like an angel and its not fair

but then he realised just how tired you were during the day and decided to put an end to your late night youtube spirals

so he annoyed you… no i’m not joking i personally believe that Suga can be bitchier than Oikawa so yes he ANNOYED YOU into going to bed early

how you ask? well he started with spam messaging you at 9pm to sleep, when that didn’t seem to work he made reasons for you too get up early, like getting you up early so you could get breakfast at a cafe together

and then as a final attempt at getting you to sleep he said that he would stay up as long as you do and obviously your like "No way" because He needs his sleep

well lets just say that you now make sure to go to bed semi early so around 10:30, 11:00.

Daichi:

Daichi is in bed by 8:30pm or on big day maybe 9-9:30, sorry but thats just who he is. He needs his sleep so he can be well rested and ready for school/practice the next day

you? ah what’s wrong with a little sleep deprivation every now and then aka everyday it’s not THAT bad your just a lil tired ya know?

i honest to god feel as though that is how you two met and got together, you fell asleep in your last class of the day and Daichi had come up and woken you

you in your dazed half asleep sort of mumbled out a "sorry i didn’t get much sleep last night" whilst packing up your stuff and leaving the room rubbing your eyes

the next day in that class Daichi comes up to you as it ends you actually stayed awake this time and asked if you got better sleep last night?

you slightly confused realised that this was the same person who woke you up yesterday so you sorta of shyly jus said that you don’t get much sleep any night, thus your friendship and eventual relationship

You can not tell me that Daichi isn’t the person who would go onto your phone with permission of course and secretly set up screen time so you cant be on your phone past say 9:30 except for messages because he still wants you to be able to message him if you need him

at first you were shocked, and then you became really annoyed because, wtf, why? and you would bug him for the password (which he refuses to give you)

….it worked…. somehow this stupid screen time that your very loving boyfriend set for you worked to get you too sleep earlier and on days where you just couldn’t sleep he would be up texting you till 3 am if need be

You are extremely grateful for the day that Daichi saw his classmate sleeping in the corner of the room and decided to be nice and wake you up

Again thank you so much for requesting I loved this. If you have any request please just hop int my ask box and send away because i LOVE writing requests!!!

#haikyuu!!#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu headcanons #tsukishima x reader #tsukishima #tsukishima headcanons #sugawara #suga x reader #suga #sugawara x reader #suga headcanons #sugawara headcanon #daichi #daichi x reader #daichi headcanon #karasuno #karasuno x reader #karasuno headcanons

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messyliferip · 2 years

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back from my anatomy lab midterm. It was 29 questions and 45 seconds for each picture. I left so many qs empty smh like i would recognize the muscles and then the question would be about their innervations and origin/insertions like agslsjsoskndz. also like i knew all the foremen of the skull but i totally blanked when i came to naming the structures that run through them. i’m such an idiot for not studying more but i’m chill with whatever grade i get tbh i’ll just do good on the final. it was nice to study with friends and yea it was just a good day.

anyways i have physiology lab mid on tuesday so i have to study for that.

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First Final of 2nd Year Medschool……

i feel like garbage…. tmrw is my first final of the semester and i’m scared. it’s histology lab so it shouldn’t be too bad and as of right now i’m actually passing the class so again not that worried but i honestly haven’t studied that much. BUT i also have studied a lot of my histology class which the lab is heavily influenced by soooo i should be good PLUS i have studied like well enough i think i’m more stressed cause a lot of my friends are still studying and i’m like…. should i also still be studying ??? buts it’s literally like i studied so i shouldn’t be freaking out …. but i still am.

honestly i hate final seasons cause i always feel like such a trash human cause i rely on human interactions and i totally ghost all my friends and most of my friends live far away since i go to uni abroad so it’s soooo frustrating. like idc how much they say to just focus on my studies and dw like IM ALWAYS WORRYING and like whenever i do go back to texting it’s like no time has passed but I still feel like i need to be texting them 24/7…. which is sooo unhealthy ik but i just hate hate ghosting !!! i always try and be like sorry i’m busy with studying and finals but then sometimes i also just hate opening texts soooo ahdodmshuoaoa anywaayyysss s hopefully tmrw goes well!!!!!

2 notes • Posted 2021-12-12 21:00:21 GMT

my life is a mess~

finals start in two weeks and i have nothing set i’m a mess and i’m panicking. my life is a mess, my mind is a labyrinth,my desk is a mess and everything is lost. I can’t even find my histology drawing book and the drawings are due tmrw. I have nothing done i’ve studied like two chapters since midterms what tf happened….. i’ve been so consumed with quizzes and hw that i haven’t been able to study. i literally just study for the quiz and go to the next and then forget what i’ve studied…..

i need like 80s in all my finals so i can pass my classes,,,, effff this is so bad…. and i still have two essays and a quiz this week and then next week i have histology and physiology lab finals ahdlnsisldjaodmnfe i need to get my shi* together.

3 notes • Posted 2021-12-02 13:28:28 GMT

medschool guilt is real… and it sucks :/

so i finished my last midterm yesterday and today is the first day of the weekend and I still woke up at 5am but instead of going straight into studying I just wasted time, chilled, texted friends, watched yt etc. etc. etc. and then family came over and there was this whole party and everything…. I literally got some studying done and reviewed stuff but J feel like such an utter failure. It’s like if I don’t study everyday then suddenly there’s no hope for the other upcoming days?? like if i don’t MAKE this a habit by doing 64 consecutive days then might as well stop now?? and just like it’s so easy to feel so guilty about taking off ONE day after four weeks of midterms… :/// it’s 12am so hopefully these are just late night sad boo hour thoughts and they’ll all go away in the morning. It’s just scary cause I really need to do an AMAZING job on the finals and i’m just scared… i really need to do well and i have two or three quizzes this upcoming week so I really need to study.

anyways sorry for the depressing note but tmrw is going to be great!!! and if not we always have after tmrw :)

4 notes • Posted 2021-11-18 22:04:34 GMT

JUST FINISHED ALL MY MIDTERMS OF SECOND YEAR AT MEDICAL SCHOOL!!! 🥳🥳🥳 honestly they last test totally sucked (histology lab) especially compared to physio lab which was Godsent but you know you reap what you sow. I studied the slides and totally missed and didnt study the stains like an idiot, i seriously had no idea that half of the freaking test was gonna be on stains, i literally only remembered H&E, sudan orange, and silver stain. like bruuuhhhh ashdoiwosnjdplwjer. anyways it izzz wat it izzz i’m actually a lot more motivated to study now cause like 1) i need like 80-90s in my finals to pass and 2) i got to end on a high note.

I have an upcoming anatomy quiz which covers the Scalp and Face which is all the muscles of the face and their actions and then temporal and infratemporal fossa. The muscles i’ve got dooowwwnn i just need to memorize the origins and insertions but the infratemporal fossa is so confusing for me idk why. And then next week I also have a physiology quiz which covers the parathyroid hormone and I haven’t reviewed that since before midterms soooo it’s been a minute. I also skipped a biochemistry and a histology lecture this week so I have one biochem chapter and then for histology half of the bone chapter, which tbh i’m seriosuly not looking forward to. Honestly what world are we living in that biochemistry is better than histology ??? like whaaattt?? Also my anatomy professor for lower limb is both so behind and also just going sooo damn fast like bruh…. so I have like three chapters to study one of them being nerves of the leg and if you know me you know i HATTEEE nerves and vessels so not looking forward to studying that.

This weekend I’m going to try and study mainly physiology and biochem. and then anatomy and histology. and literally yeet tf out of genetics. i’m seriously not even gonna look at the class until before finals like ew. anyways imma stop here cause i’m literally in physio class i just don’t know wtf this chick is talking abt. we just finished reproductive systems and this is the first lecture for GIT and i’m just lost. it’s also 8pm and a zoom class so yk i’m just in my phone.

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theroguequeenaniki · 3 years

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Questions 2009 -> 2021

This is from my Facebook. It popped up on my memories page thing. I originally answered this in 2009 when I was 15, it’s now 2021 & and I am 27, so I’m gonna do it again. Leaving the original answers. Original answers will be italicized. Commentary on the original answers in parentheses & crossed out? Lol. (I’m not gonna tag anyone, but, like, I guess if you want to answer these random questions from Facebook 12 years ago, go ahead lol)

Questions

Can you fill this out without lying? You've been tagged, so now you need to answer all the questions HONESTLY. At the end, choose people to tag. Don't forget to tag me so I can see your answers! To do this, copy this entire message, then go to “notes” under tabs on your profile page, paste these instructions in the body of the note, delete my answers, and type yours. Easy! Next, tag people that you think may enjoy this (in the right hand corner of the app). Click publish (at the bottom). Have fun! :) 1.What was the last thing you put in your mouth? My cup with my Big Red in it The straw to my Kate Spade tumbler to drink my HEB Cola Lol.

2.Where was your profile picture taken? I got it off the internet. it's a random anime girl. My bedroom. 3.Can you play Guitar Hero? Never played it. Probably wouldn't be good at it. Not to good at video games. But I am good at Mario Cart, both 64 and the Wii. plus I'm good at some Sonic games. Still never played it. Idk if I’m any good at Mario Cart or the Sonic games anymore, I haven’t played either in years lol

4.Name someone who made you laugh today? Doctor Who TikTok. My cats.

5.How late did you stay up last night and why? Umm, probably about 10:00 cause it took me forevor to get into bed. Uh..Past 4am. Lol. B/c my sleep schedule is fucked. I was in bed by 3am though, but I was playing games & watching TikToks on my phone. Lol.

6.If you could move somewhere else, would you? Yes. I'd move to either New York or Sweden. I don’t know. Part of me says yes. But part of me says no..b/c even though Texas has it’s faults (a LOT of them), I cannot imagine living anywhere else long-term..

7. Ever been kissed under fireworks? HAHA. Yeah right. I've never even been kissed! Still nope. I have been kissed though. He just didn’t kiss me under the fireworks the one NYE we spent together...

8. Which of your friends lives closest to you? Um, I think R, but D might also. D is accross Stasney from me and R is a couple blocks down (I don’t talk to these people much anymore & I’m not going to share their names on Tumblr) Uh. I think Maybe Raven? B/c they’re the only one who lives in the same city still. But, Sarah might technically be closer distance wise? Hold on. Ok, yeah, Sarah’s closer, even though she doesn’t live in this city anymore.

9. Do you believe exes can be friends? It all depends on the situation.(I totally stold M's answer but it's true) (I don’t talk to this person anymore & I’m not gonna share their name on Tumblr) I mean, yeah. Two of my best friends are each others exes and they’re still friends. I haven’t stayed friend with my ex, but, uh, he ghosted me so? Lol.

10. How do you feel about Dr. Pepper? I love it. I still love it. Lol.

11. When was the last time you cried really hard? I can't remember. I don't think it was that long ago, I had a light cry on Saturday, but I don't remember the last time I cried really hard. When we got back from our trip in July. Had a full on breakdown that night. Overheated all weekend. Overwhelmed. Anxiety. It was not a very good vacation..I cry a lot though.

12. Who took your profile picture? I got it off of google. I did.

13. Who was the last person you took a picture of? Umm, either myself, or one of my family members. Aside from myself. I think my dad, on his phone, b/c there was a cicada on his shoulder and he wanted to ask the family group chat if he could keep it. Lol. I take a LOT of pictures of cats though. Lol.

14. Was yesterday better than today? Hail yes! To much drama today! And I couldn't avoid it cause I was in the middle of it! (Oof, what drama was 15 yo Linda dealing with that she couldn’t avoid? Lol. I mean, I guess, Sophomore year was a bit full of drama lol) Anyway, I mean, they were pretty much the same. One wasn’t better than the other. One wasn’t worse than the other.

15. Can you live a day without TV? yeah. Now Music there is something I can't live without! Yep, Do it almost everyday. Sentiments about music remain the same. Lol.

16. Are you upset about anything? Yes. I'm annoyed about something and it's making me upset. (I assume this has something to do with the the drama mentioned earlier lol) Always. Anxiety & depression are a bitch. My rooms a mess & I can’t get myself to clean it. My shelves are still a mess.

17. Do you think relationships are ever really worth it? yeah. though i havent really had one yet. I mean, yeah. Even though I haven’t had one last, aside from friendships, but they’re worth it.

18. Are you a bad influence? I hope not. If so, let me know.(again I took M's answer but it's true) Probably. Idk. Lol.

19. Night out or night in? Depends on what's going on and how I feel about it. Night in usually. I do like going out sometimes, but, like, to dinner. Maybe a movie or a show. But, you know, we’ve been in a panini press, the only thing I’ve been comfortable doing is going to dinner (fully vaxxed & masked). But I also prefer staying home anyway. (Like I usually just go to dinner with my family lol)

20. What items could you not go without during the day? my computer. my book. my journal and a pen. My phone. My journal (b/c I write in it every night, as a diary, 14yo Linda wrote stories). Uh. I didn’t take food or drinks into account in the og, so I won’t in those. But, yeah. My phone & journal. I can go a day without my laptop if I need to. (Went the whole trip in July without pulling it out, though maybe that’s not a good example since my anxiety on that trip was so high..) I want to say a book, but I’ve been in a massive reading slump so...I wish I read as much as 15yo Linda did..

21. Who was the last person you visited in the hospital? I don't remember. I think it was myself.(if you want to know, ask me in person) I honestly don’t know. I don’t remember the last time I was in a hospital.

22. What does the last text message in your inbox say? "Mrbobbybones: wish ted would finally meet their mother already. geez. get to it. However, I see myself in that character more and more each episode." yeah. That's what it says. It's from Twitter. (Huh? and I can’t even go check b/c my inbox doesn’t go back to 2009 on Twitter?? (I haven’t had my account that long) Wait wait wait just remembered I used to get tweets to my phone as text messages lol)

Facebook messenger: “ Cool” From our group chat. Lol.

From actual text messages on my phone: “ heeey! Just put up the Tuesday PDS just for you it’s a big one.” From Phillip Defranco’s text line Lol.

23. How do you feel about your life right now? I'm loving and hating it. but hey nobody gets out alive right? Uh..I mean. I’m alive. I have WiFi. Food. Family. I haven’t seen my friends in 2 years. (Minus Alex, b/c they were here in July to cat/house sit, but I saw them for like, one night..) There’s a lot that could be better. A lot that could be worse.

24. Do you hate anyone? yes!!! Oof. I mean, kinda.

25. If we were to look in your Facebook Inbox, what would we find? some random conversations. most of my convos on her though have been in chat or through comments. Facebook Inbox is now Facebook Messenger. So you’ll find all my Facebook Messenger convos. Mostly our group chat. And side group chats for secret planning (birthdays & stuff). Plus other chats? Lol.

26. Say you were given a drug test right now, would you pass? I better! (excuse me miss 15yo Linda you absolutely could have passed a drug test you ALSO didn’t drink or smoke or take any drugs lol) Yeah. Absolutely. I don’t drink or smoke or take any drugs so, yeah? Lol.

27. Has anyone ever called you perfect before?

Yes. But I can't remember when... Yeah. Pretty sure.

28. What song is stuck in your head? Gee by SNSD(Girls Generation) They're Korean. A few My Chemical Romance songs

29. Someone knocks on your window at 2:00 a.m., who do you want it to be? EDWARD CULLEN! Joke! lol. No I don't know. If it was Edward, I'd call the cops. whoever it is though better have an explaination or they are gonna get hit in the head with my Book of Shadows. (Maybe I wouldn’t mind Edward at my window though? Lol.) Uh. My friends? Lol. Idk if I want anyone knocking on my window at 2am.

30.Wanna have grandkids before you’re 50? I don't know....... Uh. No? Idk. Most likely not gonna happen.

31. Name something you have to do tomorrow? I can't think of anything right now... Eat. Should probably clean my room.

32. Do you think too much or too little? Way to much! lol. Way way way too much

33. Do you smile a lot? i try to. I think I do. I get told that alot in Theater...

I think so

#questions #throwback #is this a get to know me #idk

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birdlord · 3 years

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Everything I Watched in 2020

We’ll start with movies. The number in parentheses is the year of release, asterisks denote a re-watch, and titles in bold are my favourite watches of the year. Here’s 2019’s list.

01 Little Women (19)

02 The Post (17)

03 Molly’s Game (17)

04 * Doctor No (62)

05 Groundhog Day (93)

06 *Star Trek IV - The Voyage Home (86)

07 Knives Out (19) My last theatre experience (sob)

08 Professor Marston and his Wonder Women (17)

09 Les Miserables (98)

10 Midsommar (19) I’m not sure how *good* it is, but it does stick in the ol’ brain

11 *Manhattan Murder Mystery (93)

12 Marriage Story (19)

13 Kramer vs Kramer (79)

14 Jojo Rabbit (19)

15 J’ai perdu mon corps (19) a cute animated film about a hand detached from its body!

16 1917 (19)

17 Married to the Mob (88)

18 Klaus (19)

19 Portrait of a Lady on Fire (19) If Little Women made me want to wear a scarf criss-crossed around my torso, this one made me want to wear a cloak

20 The Last Black Man in San Francisco (19)

21 *Lawrence of Arabia (62)

22 Gone With the Wind (39)

23 Kiss Me Deadly (55)

24 Dredd (12)

25 Heartburn (86) heard a bunch about this one in the Blank Check series on Nora Ephron, sadly after I’d watched it

26 The Long Shot (19)

27 Out of Africa (85)

28 King Kong (46)

29 *Johnny Mnemonic (95)

30 Knocked Up (07)

31 Collateral (04)

32 Bird on a Wire (90)

33 The Black Dahlia (05)

34 Long Time Running (17)

35 *Magic Mike (12)

36 Before the Devil Knows You’re Dead (07)

37 Cold War (18)

38 *Kramer Vs Kramer (79) yes I watched this a few months before! This was a pandemic friend group co-watch.

39 *Burn After Reading (08)

40 Last Holiday (50)

41 Fly Away Home (96)

42 *Moneyball (11) I’m sure I watch this every two years, at most??

43 Last Holiday (06) the Queen Latifah version of the 1950 movie above, lacking, of course, the brutal “poor people don’t deserve anything good” ending

44 *Safe (95)

45 Gimme Shelter (70)

46 The Daytrippers (96)

47 Experiment in Terror (62)

48 Tucker: The Man and His Dream (88)

49 My Brilliant Career (79) one of the salvations of 2020 was watching movies “with” friends. Our usual method was to video chat before the movie, sync our streaming services, and text-chat while the movie was on.

50 Divorce Italian Style (61)

51 *Gosford Park (01) another classic comfort watch, fuck I love a G. Park

52 Hopscotch (80)

53 Brief Encounter (45)

54 Hud (63)

55 Ocean’s 8 (18)

56 *Beverly Hills Cop (84)

57 Blow the Man Down (19)

58 Constantine (05)

59 The Report (19) maddening!! How are people so consistently terrible to one another!

60 Everyday People (04)

61 Anatomy of a Murder (58)

62 Spiderman: Homecoming (17)

63 *To Wong Foo, Thanks for Everything, Julie Newmar (95) Of the 90s drag road movies, Priscilla is more visually striking, but this has its moments.

64 Twin Peaks: Fire Walk with Me (92)

65 *The Truman Show (98)

66 Mona Lisa (86)

67 The Blob (58)

68 The Guard (11)

69 *Waiting for Guffman (96) RIP Fred Willard

70 Rocketman (19)

71 Outside In (18)

72 The Curious Case of Benjamin Button (08) how strange to see a movie that you have known the premise for, but no details of, for over a decade

73 *Star Trek: The Undiscovered Country (91)

74 The Reader (08)

75 Star Wars: The Rise of Skywalker (19) This was fine until it VERY MUCH WAS NOT FINE

76 The End of the Affair (99) you try to watch a fun little romp about infidelity during the Blitz, and Graham Greene can’t help but shoehorn in a friggin crisis of religious faith

77 Must Love Dogs (05) barely any dog content, where are the dogs at

78 The Rainmaker (97)

79 *Batman & Robin (97)

80 National Lampoon’s Vacation (83) Never seen any of the non-xmas Vacations, didn’t realize the children are totally different, not just actors but ages! Also, this one is blatantly racist!

81 *Mystic Pizza (88)

82 Funny Girl (68)

83 The Sons of Katie Elder (65)

84 *Knives Out (19) another re-watch within the same year!! How does this keep happening??

85 *Scott Pilgrim Vs The World (10) a real I-just-moved-away-from-Toronto nostalgia watch

86 Canadian Bacon (92) vividly recall this VHS at the video store, but I never saw it til 2020

87 *Blood Simple (85)

88 Brittany Runs a Marathon (19)

89 The Accidental Tourist (88)

90 August Osage County (13) MELO-DRAMA!!

91 Appaloosa (08)

92 The Firm (93) Feeling good about how many iconic 80s/90s video store stalwarts I watched in 2020

93 *Almost Famous (00)

94 Whisper of the Heart (95)

95 Da 5 Bloods (20)

96 Rain Man (88)

97 True Stories (86)

98 *Risky Business (83) It’s not about what you think it’s about! It never was!

99 *The Big Chill (83)

100 The Way We Were (73)

101 Safety Last (23) It’s getting so that I might have to add the first two digits to my dates...not that I watch THAT many movies from the 1920s...

102 Phantasm (79)

103 The Burrowers (08)

104 New Jack City (91)

105 The Vanishing (88)

106 Sisters (72)

107 Puberty Blues (81) Little Aussie cinema theme, here

108 Elevator to the Gallows (58)

109 Les Diaboliques (55)

110 House (77) haha WHAT no really W H A T

111 Death Line (72)

112 Cranes are Flying (57)

113 Holes (03)

114 *Lady Vengeance (05)

115 Long Weekend (78)

116 Body Double (84)

117 The Crazies (73) I love that Romero shows the utter confusion that would no doubt reign in the case of any kind of disaster. Things fall apart.

118 Waterlilies (07)

119 *You’re Next (11)

120 Event Horizon (97)

121 Venom (18) I liked it, guys, way more than most superhero fare. Has a real sense of place and the place ISN’T New York!

122 Under the Silver Lake (18) RIP Night Call

123 *Blade Runner (82)

124 *The Birds (62) interesting to see now that I’ve read the story it came from

125 *28 Days Later (02) hits REAL FUCKIN’ DIFFERENT in a pandemic

126 Life is Sweet (90)

127 *So I Married an Axe Murderer (93) find me a more 90s movie, I dare you (it’s not possible)

128 Guess Who’s Coming to Dinner (67)

129 The Pelican Brief (93) 90s thrillers continue!

130 Dick Johnston is Dead (20)

131 The Bridges of Madison County (95)

132 Earth Girls are Easy (88) Geena Davis and Jeff Goldblum are so hot in this movie, no wonder they got married

133 Better Watch Out (16)

134 Drowning Mona (00) trying for something like the Coen bros and not getting there

135 Au Revoir Les Enfants (87)

136 *Chasing Amy (97) Affleck is the least alluring movie lead...ever? I also think I gave Joey Lauren Adams’ character short shrift in my memory of the movie. It’s not good, but she’s more complicated than I recalled.

137 Blackkklansman (18)

138 Being Frank (19)

139 Kiki’s Delivery Service (89)

140 Uncle Frank (20) why so many FRANKS

141 *National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation (89) watching with pals (virtually) made it so much more fun than the usual yearly watch!

142 Half Baked (98) another, more secret Toronto nostalgia pic - RC Harris water filtration plant as a prison!

143 We’re the Millers (13)

144 All is Bright (13)

145 Defending Your Life (91)

146 Christmas Chronicles (18) I maintain that most new xmas movies are terrible, particularly now that Netflix churns them out like eggnog every year.

147 Spiderman: Into the Spider-Verse (18)

148 Reindeer Games (00) what did I say about Affleck??!? WHAT DID I SAY

149 Palm Springs (20)

150 Happiest Season (20)

151 *Metropolitan (90) it’s definitely a Christmas movie

152 Black Christmas (74)

THEATRE:HOME - 2:150 (thanks pandemic)

I usually separate out docs and fiction, but I watched almost no documentaries this year (with the exception of Dick Johnston). Reality is real enough.

TV Series

01 - BoJack Horseman (final season) - Pretty damned poignant finish to the show, replete with actual consequences for our reformed bad boy protagonist (which is more than you can say for most antiheroes of Peak TV).

02 - *Hello Ladies - I enjoy the pure awkwardness of seeing Stephen Merchant try to perform being a Regular Person, but ultimately this show tips him too far towards a nasty, Ricky Gervais-lite sort of persona. Perhaps he was always best as a cameo appearance, or lip synching with wild eyes while Chrissy Teigen giggles?

03 - Olive Kittredge - a rough watch by times. I read the book as well, later in the year. Frances Mcdormand was the best, possibly the only, casting option for the flinty lead. One episode tips into thriller territory, which is a shock.

04 - *The Wire S3, S4, S5 - lockdown culture! It was interesting to rewatch this, then a few months later go through an enormous, culture-level reappraisal of cop-centred narratives.

05 - Forever - a Maya Rudolph/Fred Armisen joint that coasts on the charm of its leads. The premise is OK, but I wasn’t left wanting any more at the end.

06 - *Catastrophe - a rewatch when my partner decided he wanted to see it, too!

07 - Red Oak - resolutely “OK” steaming dramedy, relied heavily on some pretty obvious cues to get across its 1980s setting.

08 - Little Fires Everywhere - gulped this one down while in 14-day isolation, delicious! Every 90s suburban mom had that SUV, but not all of them had the requisite **secrets**

09 - The Great - fun historical comedy/drama! Costumes: lush. Actors: amusing. Race-blind casting: refreshing!

10 - The Crown S4 - this is the season everyone lost their everloving shit for, since it’s finally recent enough history that a fair chunk of the viewing audience is liable to recall it happening.

11 - Ted Lasso - we resisted this one for a while (thought I did enjoy the ad campaign for NBC sports (!!) that it was based on). My view is that its best point was the comfort that the men on the show have (or develop, throughout the season) with the acknowledgement and sharing of their own feelings. Masculinity redux.

12 - Moonbase 8 - Goodnatured in a way that makes you certain they will be crushed.

13 - The Good Lord Bird - Ethan Hawke is really aging into the character actor we always hoped he would be!

14 - Hollywood - frothy wish-fulfillment alternate history. I think the show would have been improved immeasurably by skipping the final episode.

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loverdrew · 4 years

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My Everything

You’ve always been passive, to yourself, and a little bit naive, but what unfolds when he comes in and turns your whole world upside down?

“Mom! No more fidgeting, I have everything I need.” I loudly call to my mom from the bottom of the stairs, while she continues to disregard my statement and mumble to herself, checking off things on her list.

“Well it’s not everyday I’m sending you off to college for the first time. I’m just making sure you have more than enough while you’re there.” She says with a sign coming down the stairs.

“Trust me I’m fine, I have enough to last me until I’m graduated at this point. Besides, college is only 2 hours from here.” She nervously laughs then gestures her eyes up the stairs and yells.

“Mikey! Get down here we’re leaving!” My younger brother, 10, marches down the stairs with his gaming console in his hands, immersed in the game.

“Okay but I get shotgun.” He says without looking up. I ruffled his hair and snatched his game console, running to the car.

“You wish, you can get shotgun once I’m gone.” I tease him as he laughs then jumps into the backseat. Mikey and I have always been close, even with the 8 year age gap. He’s the first boy in my life that I really truly loved, after my dad passed away when I was just about to turn 2. I don’t have many memories or feelings of him sadly, but there is pictures that show he was loving and attentive, and my mom always told me he was. But then my mom met Kyle and had Mikey. My stepdad works at the college I’ll be attending, and since it’s 2 hours away he has an apartment that he stays at during the week so he can get to work easier, and usually spends weekends with us. He is a great man who loves our family, but I’ve been very upfront with the fact that he’s not my father. I grew up strong with just my mom, which is why I believe I’m strong-minded, and worked my ass of to get into the biology program at my school. I’m 1 out of 100 that were accepted into this specific clinical lab science program and I was more than excited. Nobody was going to stand in my way of achieving my dream.

About 2 hours later we arrived in front of the huge dorm building right on the edge of campus. Next to it was a cafe and a quick bite place, with kids already eating, saying hi, and moving in. It was hustling and it made me a little frazzled, but I just took a deep breathe and opened the door to the fresh air. Mikey had finally put down his game to help us carry all these boxes and bags into the building. I was on the first floor which was nice because we didn’t have to wait for the elevator which was super packed and had a long line waiting, and I quickly found my room: 105. I opened the door to find a girl and a boy around my age unpacking the girls belongings onto her desk, a photo of them two framed already placed on the windowsill. She smiled at all 3 of us.

“Hi. You’re Y/N! I’m Mara, also in the clinical lab science program, yeah, they decided to place all of us together since there’s only 100 of us. But it’s nice to meet you! This is my boyfriend, Logan.” I shook his hand and asked, “Also clinical science major?”

He laughed, “No. I’m not as smart as this cookie. I’m a criminal justice major.”

“Impressive.”

“So do you guys need any help?” She asked nicely. I saw all the things she still needed to unpack so I quickly denied, seeing as I don’t live too far away so I didn’t bring too much stuff.

“No we’re fine honestly. Probably 3 or 4 more bins of things in the car.”

“No worries. We’re going to head down to go get some food on campus so if you come back and need us, I left my number on your desk. Just text me if you need me!” I glanced over and saw the blue sticky note and nodded saying thank you.

We managed to get everything in my dorm, and soon after, I was walking my mom and brother out to the car to say our goodbyes. I probably would’ve been going home soon, but it was still strange in my heart that I wouldn’t be driving back with them.

“Now, I gave Kyle your schedule and he said to contact him for anything like even if it’s asking where a bathroom is.” I laughed and then hugged her so tight.

“It’s going to be different without you at home, but don’t worry about me.” She said sincerely. I was always worried about my mom. She did everything she could to raise two kids practically on her own, and now one is away and I know she would be freaking out every now and then. But I made a promise that nothing would get in my way of graduating and aceing my classes. It would be my gift to my mom, showing her she did right by her first born.

I looked to my brother and bent forward to reach his height level and looked at him. I could tell he didn’t want to cry or look sad, but he was my best friend, I could see it a mile away.

“You gonna be alright Mikey?”

“I mean, I’m going into middle school. What am I going to do without my big sister to guide me?”

“Hey, I’m going into a new school too with more people than I ever imagined. We’re going to get through it together at the same time. I got you and you got me.” We did our secret little handshake that always made my mom laugh, and hugged tightly. Before I knew it, they were driving off, leaving me, myself and I.

The Next Day

Mara and I got into our first class together, a GE English class, at around 9 am. It was a huge lecture hall fitting maybe 150 students. We decided to sit kind of close but not front row, just enough to see and hear the professor. We’re sitting and talking, looking at all of the new people in our class just to get a vibe of the class, and in comes in someone who in my opinion looked so out of place. It was a tall man with wavy dark brown hair, pouty lips, and a black t-shirt with black ripped jeans with his backpack over one shoulder. Everyone coming in looked so enthusiastic to learn, but he looked like he didn’t even want to be there. I get it it’s kind of early in the morning for an English class, but maybe he could’ve chosen another class to take instead of this one.

Mara leaned over and whispered, “That’s Shawn Mendes.” with a smirk.

“Why you smirking at me?” I laughed.

“He’s a good looking dude, I don’t blame you for staring.”

“He looks so out of place that’s the thing, like he doesn’t even want to be here.”

“Probably doesn’t, his daddy probably put him in this class.” She said it so nonchalant.

“What do you mean?”

“Logan knows Shawn, they’re friends with the same group of people. He’s a sophomore, and his dad is the dean of the college. From what Logan tells me Shawn is forced to be in school to keep him out of trouble.”

“What kind of trouble could he get into?” I whisper to myself, just getting lost in his smooth skin and perfectly flowing waves of hair.

“Partying, being defiant, fighting. It seems any chance he gets to be in trouble, he takes it.” As she’s telling me this, he turns his head and catches my gaze, staring back at me with dark eyes that I could tell were not as broken as she talked him up to be. He interested me for some reason and not just because he was gorgeous, but because it seemed he had more to tell that what most people knew. A few seconds later our teacher started the class, introducing herself and going over the syllabus.

We left class at 10 am. Mara had a gap until noon but I had another lecture at 11:00 am which was my first biology lecture. I wanted to stay on campus, maybe get breakfast and walk around the huge beautiful stone buildings. I grabbed a small coffee and began my walk to the next building I have class in, when I was stopped by a deep voice next to me.

“Don’t think I didn’t notice you talking about me with your friend in class.” I pause, and slowly turn around, dreading the face that is connected with the voice (because damn even his voice is hot too). He was seated on a stone bench writing in a black notebook, not even looking up at me.

“You talking to me?”

“Who else? I do have ears and was sitting in the row next to you, your friend may have told you I was dumb but I’m aware of my surroundings.” He finally looked up at me with the most unamused facial expression.

“So that way you’re always ready for a fight right?” I cocked my head at him.

“Unlike you who is completely oblivious.” He walked up to me, his 6′1 body towering over my 5′3 body, but I didn’t back down.

“You don’t know anything about me.” He stood still, which scared me and looked like he was thinking of the next words he was about to say.

“You’re Y/N, you’re a freshman that lives about 2 hours away, you’re a biology major in the clinical science program which is very impressive, you drink coffee with too much cream it’s almost white, you love reading romance novels, and you only sing in the shower even though your voice is good enough to be on The Voice. Need I go on?” I was choked up and almost scared by how much he knew about my secret life. I stepped back and started to walk away but he caught up to me to say one more sentence that stung.

“Don’t think I don’t know who your stepdad is.”

Like, reblog, comment for part 2! ♡

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Curtain. (v)

Carol (2015) fan fiction

Pt: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4

Word Count: 1,623

The first day.

Carol jolted awake to the sound of her bedroom door slamming open. She was burrowed deep under the covers, enjoying the warmth when a tiny mass suddenly hurled itself onto the bed.

"Mommy! You have to get up! It's first day!"

Carol groaned as Rindy pulled the covers off her face. It was barely 6am, according to the clock. Rindy didn't start until 9.

"Nerinda, it is far too early to be up."

"But we have to get ready. You always take foreverrr."

Carol gasped in feigned offense, grabbing Rindy and burying the two of them under the covers. Rindy giggled as Carol squeezed her tightly.

"Mommy! It's breakfast time we have to get up!!"

Carol shut her eyes tightly, moving her head away from Rindy's fingers as they tried to pry her eyelids open.

"Mommy's not here, she's sleeping, come back later," she said in a robot voice.

"Mom!" Rindy yelled, exasperated but still giggling. She wiggled her way out of the nest of blankets and jumped off the bed to turn on the lights. Carol sighed and rubbed her eyes, knowing there was no other option but to admit defeat. A part of her, though exhausted, was somewhat pleased with Rindy getting her up so early. It meant a slow morning.

"Do you want pancakes?"

"Pancakes! But that's a weekend breakfast?!" Usually they had toast or cereal. Pancakes were saved for lazy days, but Carol was feeling just as giddy. To hell with it, pancakes on the first day. Why not?

"Shh, Rindy. Don't tell anyone," Carol winked, sending the six year old into a fit of jittery giggles, again. Carol could get used to that sound, even at 6 in the morning.

She threw on a robe and let Rindy pull her down the stairs to the kitchen. Pancakes were easy to whip up, and soon Rindy was munching away happily on the pancakes, while Carol calmly sipped a cup of coffee.

"Are you excited for school today?"

"Mhm!" Rindy said around a mouthful.

"I'm glad to hear it, dear," Carol said, smiling. "I'll be there to pick you up at three."

"Mkah," she mumbled with her mouth stuffed.

"Don't speak with your mouthful, Nerinda, alright?"

Her daughter nodded, and soon she was dressed, bouncing with excitement and flailing on Carol's bed as Carol got dressed herself, slowly. At this rate, Rindy would be out cold by the time lunch rolled around.

Carol pulled up in the parking lot of the elementary school around 8:45, and ushered Rindy out the car, holding her hand as she led her six-year old through the familiar halls of the school. She greeted Robichek with a kind wave as she passed the kindergarten classes, and made her way to Rindy's new Grade 1 classroom.

It was decked out with colourful shapes of cut out paper decorating the wall, posters of their ABCs, numbers, and a list of classroom rules at the front by the chalkboard.

Every desk had a name tag, and Rindy quickly found hers, close to the front. Her daughter settled in, legs tapping against the floor. There were only one or two other students seated already.

"Oh, Carol! How wonderful," a kind voice spoke from the doorway. There stood Mrs. Morgan, who had donned some business casual clothes rather than the usual tracksuit.

"Claire, it's nice to see you," Carol said, greeting the gym teacher with a polite hug. "Rindy's been incredibly excited to have class with you this year."

"That's wonderful to hear," the redhead beamed, smiling at Rindy who giggled in her seat. "I'm excited to teach these first graders more than just jumping jacks. It'll be a nice change."

"Harge and I've been thinking the same thing," Carol said, as more kids came into the room with parents waving hasty and tear-filled good-byes.

"Oh, and how is Mr. Aird these days?"

Beats me. "Oh, he's doing quite well. By the way, I've been meaning to check, I've signed Rindy on for an after class program this week, just for Wednesday because I can't pick her up on time, you see. We assumed it was phys ed at first, but-"

"Nope, none of those teams have been filled out yet. When we do, I'll make sure to get Rindy to sign up. But right now there's nothing for gym after school. It's probably that new art program we've got."

"Right," something in Carol's chest leaped. "Art."

After a quick goodbye, Carol headed out of the school, saying hi to a few familiar staff along the way and stopping to check in with the front desk about Rindy's registration for the program. Rindy's name was on the list, but could come and go whenever Carol or Harge wanted her to. There was no credit or reward attached to attending consistently, much to her relief. She'd rather prefer to keep Rindy with her when she could.

A flash of a brunette in green caught her eye just as the bell rang while she stood in the front foyer. A lithe figure had turned the corner into one of the smaller hallways, carrying boxes and just a little too out of sight for Carol to identify her.

The bumbling of small footsteps racing across the school to find classes made her come back to reality. She wrung her hands together and shook her head, committing herself to removing the silly fantasy of the dainty photographer as she headed out to her car.

At the request of Mrs. Robichek, Therese had arrived early to help set things up and settle in the new kids. She carried boxes, shuffled desks and got to be friendly with all the new teachers who noticed her working and said a friendly hello. Mr. Tucker avoided her ardently, and she didn't mind.

"You must be the new art teacher," A small redheaded woman came up to her, and Therese smiled. Hardly a teacher but okay.

"Sure am, Therese Belivet," she introduced herself. The handshake was firm and polite, one shake.

"I'm Claire Morgan, I teach gym to the younger tyrants around here, and Grade 1 this year," she said. Thank god, thought Therese. She seemed a lot more approachable than Tucker did.

"Nice to meet you," Therese nodded.

"So, you think you're ready for the school year to kick you in the butt? That's how it was with me when I first started."

"Oh, sure. I'm hardly a teacher compared to you all, I just need to babysit the stragglers after school," Therese chuckled, shaking her head.

"Nonsense, Miss B. You are most definitely a part of the staff now." Mrs. Morgan leaned in closer. "Plus, I heard you have to share Tucker's classroom. You've got everyone on your side because that shit's not easy."

Therese blinked and smiled at the woman's humorous quips, Miss B. I like that.

"But anyways, welcome to the team, Therese! I'm assuming you're not sticking around during the day?"

"Oh, no, I couldn't. I'll go home for a bit and prep, and then come back near 3:00. Mr Tucker doesn't seem to like it when I'm around him, so I'll wait until the last possible second to get in."

"Good plan," and then the woman was off, ushering some older kids to get to class. Therese smiled; she could get used to this.

There were meant to be 20 kids registered for 'after-school art', but only 11 showed up on the first day. Therese clutched her clipboard as she went through attendance. The remaining 9 all had little P's in the row of their names; their parents had signed them out and picked them up at the regular times.

"Hello everyone," Therese began, feeling a surge of confidence as the classroom quieted and seemed to be attentive. She wrote Miss Belivet on the chalkboard in quick cursive and introduced herself.

"I'm Miss Belivet, but you can call me Miss B. I'll be teaching you art during this program; everyday we'll have a new activity or craft, and you can participate as much as you want to."

That seemed to land nicely. There were a few older grade students who seemed hesitant and bored to be there but had no other choice. So, Therese pulled up an empty desk to the front of the room and set one of her new supply boxes on top; revealing new sets of brushes, acrylic paints, and paper.

The kids almost immediately shot up and crowded around the box; exclaiming in awe at the brand-new professional-looking boxes and tools, which they clearly hadn't seen during all their time in elementary school, since majority of this was cheaper, discounted things that Therese had to afford.

"Ah, ah! Back to your seats," Therese scolded, shooing them away. "First some ground rules; these are important supplies, they're new. So, obviously, I'd ask all of you to be extra careful with them, not lose any pieces, and always tell me if you break one of them, okay?"

Eager faces nodded and Therese beamed, her heart fluttering with nerves and excitement.

"First day; we're going to make folders to keep all your artworks in one place. You can pick whatever paper and colour or paint the cover however you feel. But we'll also make sure to put your name on it, sound good?"

She let the older grades show the younger kids how to use scissors and glue, and as the kids settled in with their own crafts, -pencil crayons already flailing everywhere- she pulled out an old sketchbook of her own. She hadn't touched it since her college days, but seeing the children draw and paint to their delight gave her enough inspiration to start again.

A/N: I felt bad about how long it’s been since I’ve updated this story, so I decided to post 5 and 6 together! Hope you liked it friends.

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lovemesomesurveys · 3 years

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Don’t you just love the smell of Hollister and Abercrombie and Fitch? I actually did used to like it.

When a bee is coming close to you, do you stand still or run away? I back away somewhat quickly, but try not to make a big show of it because I know it’s advised to be calm, but I see a bee and I freak.

Are you self conscious about wearing a bathing suit? Absolutely, so I don’t wear one.

Do you make reminders for important things you need to remember? Yeah, I make great use of the calendar, notes, and reminder apps on my phone.

If you had to play one sport for a living, what would it be? Gah, that would not work for me. I’m not athletic at all and I have zero interest in sports.

Was the last person you texted single? No, he’s with my mom.

Do you get jealous easily? No. I haven’t felt jealous in a long time. What are you currently waiting for? Nothing at the moment.

Do you think more about the past, present, or future? I dwell in the past too much and I’m always stressing and worrying about present stuff.

Is there anybody you wish you could be spending time with right now? No.

Who were the last people you saw besides family? Other patients at my doctor’s office, the receptionist, the nurses, and my doctor.

Which of your friends lives closest to you? No friends.

How do you feel about Diet Dr Pepper? I like it.

Do you ever work out? No. I should be lifting a light weight at least everyday. My upper body strength is so bad now.

Do you go to the tanning bed on a regular basis? I’ve never been to a tanning salon and have no interest in doing so.

Does your bedroom need cleaning? I need to organize some stuff and put some things away.

Vanilla or chocolate? Vanilla.

Pretty Woman or Sixteen Candles? Sixteen Candles.

Do you ever hang out with someone of the opposite sex? My dad and brother.

Are you comfortable with your height? I wish I was a little taller.

Anything on your walls? Yeah, a few giraffe paintings, a a couple beach ones, a couple calendars, a bulletin board, a marker board, and a huge Swedish flag.

What do you bite more, your tongue, lip, or cheek? I’m constantly biting and picking at my lips. :/

What was the last non-alcoholic beverage you had? Starbucks Doubleshot energy drink.

Do you have a box where you keep all your important things? I have boxes and drawers with stuff like that.

How many times have you dyed your hair? Numerous times since I was 13.

Are any of your friends taller than you? Everyone is taller than me except for small children.

Ever liked someone whose name started with a B? I don’t think so.

Have you ever been on a motorcycle? I’ve ridden on the back of one with my dad when I was a kid.

Do you have feelings for anyone? Not the romantic kind.

Name something great that happened today: It’s only 530AM, nothing much has happened.

How did you feel when you woke up today? I haven’t gone to bed yet, but I’m willing to bet I’ll wake up feeling like a zombie like I always do.

Do you use Twitter? I do.

What did you have for dinner yesterday? Wingstop.

What kind of position are you in at the moment? I’m sitting on my bed.

Furthest away from home you have ever been? When I went to Atlanta, Georgia.

What colour pants/skirt/etc are you currently wearing? I’m wearing blue Adidas leggings.

When was the last time you drank water? Like an hour ago.

Have you ever fallen asleep with the last person you kissed? No.

Do you answer the phones at your job? I don’t have a job.

What’s your ring tone? One of the ones that come with the phone.

What were you doing at 12 AM last night? I was doing surveys.

Do you want to fix anything with anyone? Not at this time.

Do you have trust issues? No really. I have a hard time with expressing myself and opening up to others, but it’s not so much a matter of trust.

Do you believe everything happens for a reason? Yes.

Are you going to have a good night? My night has been okay.

Have you ever given up on someone and then went back to them? Yes.

Did you wake up in the middle of the night last night? Well no, cause I don’t even go to bed until like 7 or 8AM.

What shows do you watch? I watch a lot of different shows.

What’s wrong with you right now? Just blah as usual.

Would you go back in time if you were given the chance? Absolutely.

What’s your relationship with the person you last texted? He’s my dad.

Are you looking forward to anything? No.

Have you ever broken someone’s heart? My first ex told me I did.

Has anyone ever told you that you have pretty eyes? Yes.

Does anyone disgust you? Myself.

Did you enjoy your weekend? It’s just starting.

Have you argued with anyone today? No.

Your enemy is at your doorstep begging for forgiveness, what would you do? I don’t have any enemies, thankfully.

Has someone had their arms around you in the past 7 days? To give me a hug, yeah.

Dare you to detail why you kissed the last person you kissed? We just wanted to? I never understand this question.

Are you afraid of losing the last person you talked to? One of my biggest fears is my loved ones passing away. Which is obviously inevitable, but still.

What was your last thought before you went to bed last night? I don’t remember. My mind wanders off and thinks about random things.

When’s the last time you had a headache? A few days ago.

Is anyone else in the room with you? Nope.

Who was the last person you had a conversation with on the phone? My mom.

Does anyone call you babe? No.

Is there anything you are craving right now? Not at this moment.

What was the first thing you thought of this morning? I haven’t gone to bed yet, but I always check the time when I first get up.

Are you satisfied with what you currently have in life? I am appreciative of the good things, but there’s so much I’d like to change and I’m unhappy with.

What were you doing at 7:00 AM? It’s 5:56AM, so I’m sure I’ll still be awake in like an hour. Sigh.

How many hours of sleep did you get last night? Like 4ish.

Do you know anyone who has been arrested? Yes.

Think back to the last person you kissed, how many times have you laughed with them? Uhh, countless times. How do you even count that? Not to mention, he was always making me laugh.

How do you feel about your hair right now? I hate it. It needs to be dyed so bad, it could use a trim, and a style would be nice. I don’t do anything with it besides throw it up in a messy bun.

When you were in elementary school, did you change best friends a lot? Yeah. When I was a kid “best friend” was a term thrown around quite loosely.

Last thing you touched not computer-related? My phone.

Have you ever suspected anyone of cheating on you? No.

Does the song you’re currently listening to remind you of anyone specific? I’m not listening to music.

Who was the last person to give you a ride somewhere? My mom.

When and where was the last time you took a picture of yourself? A few weeks ago in the car.

Have you ever been scolded by a mall cop? No.

How often do you catch yourself daydreaming? A lot.

What’s your favorite thing to think about as you’re falling asleep? I don’t get much say in that.

Is there anything that you want to do, but won’t because you’re too afraid? There’s a lot of things.

Who gets up the earliest in your household? The latest? My dad gets up the earliest. He’s off on the weekends and he still gets up at like 5AM for some reason. The latest is definitely me.

Have you ever had a pet walk across your keyboard while you were typing? No, my doggos have always been too big to do that.

You’re going to your favorite foreign country; what landmarks do you go see? I just want to see everything and really experience Sweden.

What is the longest amount of time that you have spent away from your home? A few months during hospital stays.

Did the last movie you watched have any emotional effect on you? No.

What motivates you to go to school? I’m done with school, thankfully. I’ve been so unmotivated and without energy the past few years and I’m glad I finished school before that happened and I sunk into the hole I’ve been stuck in.

Are you more hyper and uptight, or laid back and relaxed? I’m never hyper and I definitely haven’t felt relaxed in a long time. I think to some people I’d appear laid back, but oh boy if they only knew. And honestly what appears be laid is me just feeling... flat.

When was the last time you heard someone talking about you? I don’t know.

How did you pick out your last outfit? I just grabbed whatever.

When buying shoes, what do you look for in the product? For me it’s just about how they look. Comfort isn’t a factor for me as someone who has no feeling in their legs and feet.

What happened to cause the last mess you made? I let some stuff build up.

Are you embarrassed to bring people into your bedroom? I would be right now.

When was the last children’s birthday party you attended? A few years ago for one of my cousins.

Are you good at reading other people’s body language? I think I am.

If you’re sick, do you go to school or do you stay home (usually)? I’m not in school anymore, but I mean for me it depended on how sick I felt. Of course now in the days of COVID you’re advised to stay home if you feel sick at all. Most schools, at least where I am, are all on Zoom now anyway, though.

Does chicken noodle soup really make you feel any better? I don’t feel it ever did anything for me.

What is one meal that you like to eat whilst sick? If I’m sick I usually don’t have much of an appetite, if one at all depending on how sick I am. I don’t eat much, but I’ll try to eat a little at least of something.

Think of the last survey you filled out; did you enjoy it? Sure.

Have you ever fed bread to ducks or geese? I did when I was a kid. I didn’t know you shouldn’t do that at the time.

Is it hard to imagine you were ever as small as a 1-2 year old? Yeah, that is weird to think about.

What set the tone for your mood today? It’s 6:22AM and right now I just feel tired.

Have you ever set out to ruin someone else’s day? No, that’s definitely not something I’d want to do.

The name of the last board game that you played? I don’t remember.

What was the last thing that you told yourself? That I would try to go to sleep a little earlier. ha.

Do you remember your D.A.R.E. officer’s name? I actually do.

Someone throws hot coffee on you; how do you react? Uh, wtf? Firstly, I’d react to the HOT coffee that I had thrown at me. That would be excruciatingly painful. I’ve accidentally spilled really hot coffee on myself before so I would know. So yeah, I’d feel the pain and shock from that and then I’d just be like wtf??? I’d be so confused and upset and most of all, furious.

Is there a high school or college that you would rather be attending? I graduated college, I’m doneee.

Have you ever lived in an apartment or duplex home? A duplex.

Has anyone ever commented on your weight? Yes, I get comments a lot about how I’m too thin.

Where do you stand when it comes to sexual intercourse? Well, I’m a virgin, so.

Name a show from the 90’s that you miss? I still watch a lot of them to be honest.

Have you ever thought about joining the military? No. I couldn’t anyway even if I wanted to because of my physical disability.

When you were little, did you ever stare at disabled or “different” people? I was and am a disabled person and I’ve had to deal with people staring all my life because I’m in a wheelchair and hear kids ask their parents, “what’s wrong with her?”

Could the contents of your bedroom get you in any trouble? No.

Do weather patterns sometimes have an effect on your health? The heat definitely does. Ugh, I hate the summer. I do not do well with the heat.

If it snows a lot where you live, do you experience cabin fever? It doesn’t snow here. :(

How good are you at getting along with other people? I don’t have a problem with getting along with others.

Have you ever felt like you were going out of your mind? Oh yes.

Has anyone ever suggested that you might need “help”? Yes. And I agree.

How do you respond to cheesy pick-up lines? No one has used a cheesy pickup line on me.

How was the service at the last restaurant you visited? I’m gonna answer this with takeout because ever since the pandemic hit last year I haven’t gone out to eat anywhere, but I get takeout all the time. Anyway, last night I got Wingstop and my brother realized when he got home they gave him the wrong order, so he had to drive back and it’s like a 15 minute drive there and back on the highway, so it’s not a quick, easy trip. He gets back and I realize they forgot my extra side of the lemon pepper sauce that I like to get, which wasn’t as big of a deal of course, but still annoying. I didn’t say anything about a small thing like that, but I was just annoyed with the whole situation and that I didn’t have that extra side of sauce to dip my wings in. It adds to what makes it good, ya know? I like my ranch and my extra sauce. I would have been even more upset if they forgot the ranch because their ranch is the best.

Are you ever jealous of happy couples? I feel a little envious sometimes cause I’d like to experience that.

Describe a thought that is sticking with you today? My mind is a jumbled mess.

Lately, who has spent the most time on your mind? No one in particular. I’m more occupied with thoughts of things I’m dealing with, things I’m feeling, and things that are going on.

In a car: air conditioning, or roll the windows down? AC, for sure. Especially during the summer when it’s hot and miserable because rolling the windows down doesn’t do shit.

When was the last time you did anything to your playlist? I added songs to it like a month ago.

Is there a new song or band you’ve discovered? Not recently. I haven’t been listening to music recently.

What teacher gives you the most homework? --

Are you punctual? Yes. I hate being late.

Have you ever howled at the full moon? Uh, no.

Do you give any consideration to what’s said in your horoscope? I don’t even read it. I don’t believe in astrology.

#personal #text #survey #surveys

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cmykayleena · 5 years

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Can someone take me back to the 90s? Or back to the decade where the 90s was only 10 years ago? If you played The Sims, not with a 2, 3, or 4 after the title but The Sims while you were in high school we’re probably in the same age range. And if so, you might agree that the 90s still feel like they were 10 years ago. Oh the days. But man, the 90s is one year shy of two decades ago. Wtf. Anywayyyy, I saw @ridgeport‘s knotted crop top and was immediately reminded of the day where it was the thing to tie your normal length shirt into a knot because you loved it too much to cut it shorter, but also wanted to fit in with the trend. I don’t know about where you lived in your high school years, but here in the midwest of America tie-dye was very popular in the early 00s. We all wanted to feel like we were still in the previous decade, so we had an excessive amount of tie-dye shirts that we either bought or made. Some of us even cut them up in creative ways. Frills, anyone? I have never in my life made an article of clothing tie-dye, but over the weekend I made one for our sims because why not? Memories of the 90s bring a buttload of nostalgia (including the one day when I was sitting on the living room floor with my friends and out of no where my mom looked and me and said “those pants are bitchin’”) and maybe we just want to give our sims bitchin’ clothes of the 90s to bring that sense of nostalgia to them. @sims-enthusiast put her amazing skills to work by building an entire record store just to model and shoot this top for me. She’s so wonderful, I’m pretty sure she’s become my official photographer. I can never thank her enough! <3 Here’s the cut

Requires: Mesh, BGC Tie-dye patterns: 10 different swatches, may update and add more later but most patterns were pretty repetitive Categories: E-T in Everyday, Athletic, Sleep and Hot Weather Other info: Custom thumbnail for first swatch, custom swatch icons to better see what you’re selecting Disabled for random ToU: Do not upload to any platform, and don’t edit my recolors, please. c: No paysites, Simsdom, etc, don’t be an ass and so on. I now have an official ToU that you can see in the right hand sidebar. Download: SimFileShare SIMSDOM: If you have found this download through Simsdom I just wanted to let you know that there are a TON of CC-finds sites so much better than Simsdom that don’t shove ads down your throat and make you wait over a minute (if you have Adblocker) just to be taken to the creator’s download page. You don’t have to give in and pay for no ads and faster download times. Most creators have their downloads linked without risky Adfly links and other paywalls. Simsdom put my download on their site against my will and is making money off of my free creation that I don’t even make money off of. To ‘thank’ them for the user base they have “sent my way” I’m going to give you a short list of CC-finds blogs that will not put your computer’s safety at risk and don’t make money off of free creations: @sssvitlans @maxismatchccworld @mmfinds @mmoutfitters (Sorry, most of these are Maxis-match because that’s what I prefer) and you can find even more here for all CC styles. You can also follow creators’ personal finds blogs - they normally have them linked on their main pages. If you prefer MM CC I have a server devoted to cataloging CC and it’s full of links and 100% safe - the link can be found on my main page. You can also follow and look through the directory of @simblrdirect to find CC creators for all you CC desires.

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ellaemerson2003 · 3 years

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What I Don’t Tell You

What I Don’t Tell You Ella-Jane Emerson October 20th, 2020. Hi, I’m Oakley Harlow and I’m only 17. I have selective mutism, also known as situational mutism. It’s an anxiety disorder where I physically cannot speak unless I am very relaxed and comfortable with whoever I’m with or where I am. Even when I am comfortable, I choose to not talk to people. Many people like me, with selective Mutism, stay silent even when the consequences of our silence include shame, social ostracism, or punishment. Certain trigger words and people could make me not talk for the rest of the day or even weeks sometimes. Instead of talking, I usually write books and poems to express my feelings. Sometimes I even sing and write songs, but I’ve only shared them with one person and one person only. Halston Bridger, my best friend. We met in 4th grade and have been friends ever since. Not gonna lie, he is my only friend. I know he has so many other friends and he brings them up all the time without noticing it, which to be honest, I don’t mind. Most of the time, Halston is very careful about what he says around me. Other times we end up laying in bed on the weekend while I listen to him telling me stories about his other friends. I only talk to three people. Olive, my older twin sister, Halston, my best friend, and my Mom, Autumn. I love them so much, even though I don’t say it much. Halston calls me Harley for no reason, I don’t mind it. I think it’s actually quite nice. I sat quietly in my cozy bed deciding to finish some lyrics I wrote. I grabbed my ukulele, leaning back on the headboard, softly singing to myself. This is my kind of Thursday night.

“Sorry I didn’t talk for a week, My eyes were awake, but my brain fell asleep. Woke up late for school and left my voice at home, I didn’t mean to leave you hanging there all alone. Sorry for leaving you on ‘read’ for the day, I didn’t know what else I could possibly say. I guess I’m not good with my vocabulary, I don’t want to ruin your first impression of me. I feel so exhausted, I feel like you take the words from my mouth and toss it. I don’t think I have much more to speak about, I’m honestly at a loss of words right now. Sorry, my brain never processed what you said, I was too busy wrapped up in my head. I feel so stupid, I know I have a voice, but I can’t use it. Don’t wanna seem eager, I gotta be cool, The last thing I want is to look like a fool.” I finished whisper-singing the lyrics to myself and sat the ukulele down beside my bed. I hadn’t finished it, but I just wanted to revise it. “That sounds great, Harley,” Halston said from my doorway. “Than-” I thought about whispering a full sentence but my mouth wouldn’t let me so I just nodded. Halston had taught me sign language so I could use that instead of truly using my voice. When did he get here? I thought to myself. ‘How did you get in here?’ I signed to him. “Ms. Autumn let me in.” He said, smiling as always. He plopped down on the bed and grabbed my ukulele, reaching over me. He gave me a questioning look as if he was asking to play it with his eyes and I nodded. He sat back and strummed the strings so… carelessly. He clearly did not know how to play the ukulele at all because it sounded screechy and discoordinated. I never talked much but I was gladly gifted with a nice singing voice, I couldn’t hit those fairly low notes but I knew how to nicely sing high notes in falsetto. Halston started singing Disney songs. I giggled at how silly he was and he cheered for himself. “I think I deserve a reward now, don’t you agree?” “Yes,” I said and giggled, comfortably. “How was school for you, today?” He asked. “Good.” I spoke, deciding to sign next, ‘How was yours?’ “It was boring. Stella keeps bothering me about prom but I don’t think I’m going to go.” ‘Why not? And who is Stella?’ I signed. “Well if you aren’t, then I’m going to stay with you. Stella is just an over-obsessed girl. Plus, we're going to a new school. So there'd be no point.” “Thanks,” I spoke quietly. I internally rolled my eyes at his over-obsessed comment. “Well, tomorrow is Friday, your plans?” “School.” I whispered under my breath, slightly raising my voice so he could hear me. “What about after?” “Nothing.” “Same, my Mom is making a big dinner tomorrow if your family wants to come over.” “Maybe.” “I’ll ask your Mom, okay?” I smiled at him and nodded gratefully. We had known each other for 8 years now and had always lived 2 houses away. Whenever I needed him, he’d be right there and vise-versa. “Dinner’s ready girls! Oops, and Halston!” My Mom, Autumn, yelled from the kitchen. We stood up and I flattened out my loose light-pink pajama shorts and plain white crop top. Halston had seen me in “revealing” clothes before. Which is only including crop-tops and pajama shorts that technically could pass for underwear. Nothing less. We walked down the stairs and I started fidgeting with my fingers, a natural reaction I had to almost anything. “Hello, kids.” Mom said with a bright smile. Olive walked out brushing her light brown hair which was identical to mine. Our hazel eyes were just like our Moms. We had never met our dad, especially since he was just a sperm donor. Olive and I had similar personalities, we both kept quiet most of the time. Except that if something needs to be said, Olive isn’t afraid to say it as where, when it comes to me, I’d stay quiet and only think about the number of things I could say. Olive and I also have the same mindset, so when we look at each other, you better know I’m telepathically telling her some crazy stuff to say. Halston and I were the same way, we look at each other and suddenly knew what the other was thinking. We could totally pass as triplets, except for the fact that Halston is a couple of inches taller than Olive and me. But people mistake us 3 for siblings all the time. Where others mistake either Olive or me as Halston’s girlfriend. Cue the gagging. Olive and I love Halton, we are all pretty close to each other but never have thought about loving each other in more than a platonic way. Mom had made some delicious mashed potatoes and chicken. I looked at Olive, telling her to communicate my words with Mom. “Oakley thinks your food is great, Mom.” Olive winked at me and I smiled at her in return. Halston added a few compliments about Mom’s outfit that made her blush and Olive rolled her eyes, expressing my exact thoughts. *** I woke up with a nearly creepy smile planted on my face. Witnessing Halston peacefully sleeping in front of me. This was a normal Friday morning for him and me. He always spent Thursday and weekend nights at my house. Mom trusted us not to do anything stupid, well… she trusted me not to let him do anything stupid. But let’s keep that in between us. As I stared at my best friend’s features all it reminded me of was how much of a caring person he was. He usually handled my feelings with care. I smiled and suddenly his eyes fluttered open, one of his eyelashes landing below his eye. I tried to quickly shut my eyes and act asleep but it was too late. “I saw you looking at me, weirdo.” Suddenly that last word made my chest feel a little heavy and a small gasp left my mouth. He knew that I was a soft person and he immediately regretted it. “S-sorry, I forgot. I didn’t mean it, Oakley.” “It’s okay.” I whispered, trying to smile. I got up from the bed and decided to take a shower and get ready for school. “What time is it?” Halston asked. I found the courage to speak since nothing had truly ruined my mood, yet. Even when I do speak, it’s only a few words at a time. I have always been this way. Stuck with a million things to say in my head but can’t express them. “6:37 A.M” I said, knowing he didn’t like to be awake this early. Which is why I chose to take a shower now instead of later, when he’d be awake. “Wake me up at 7:00. Please and thanks, Harley.” He said kindly. I opened the bathroom sliding door that connected to my room and walked in. I stepped in front of the glass shower, undressing insecurely. Scared that Halston might be peeking. But he would never do that. Right? I internally argued with myself. After being fully undressed I stepped into the shower and immersed myself in the decently warm water. I immediately got goosebumps and writhed under the water beads gliding down my skin in a satisfying way. I quickly washed my body, hair, teeth, and face. That’s right, I brush my teeth in the shower instead of in front of the sink like a normal person. I decided to stand under the warm water for a few more minutes and just… think. Halston’s parents are on a three-year trip around the world since their job is really complex. This isn’t the first time his parents have been on a crazy long trip, so he doesn’t exactly have an amazing relationship with them. Which is why my Mom counts him as her own son. My Mom and Halston have this very entertaining mother-son relationship and it has honestly brought Olive, Halston, and I, all closer together as siblings. Halston was enrolled in a new school since his parents think his grades are dropping because we go to the same school, but Mom doesn’t know that’s the reason why. So Halston, Olive, and I begged my Mom to let me and my sister join the same school as Halston. After doing the chores and cleaning the house everyday for one summer, she agreed to it. Today was the day. It started on a very odd day, Friday. Meaning there was only one day of school this week. After today there’d be the normal two-day weekend. After 10 of the quickest minutes of my life, I turned the knob, letting the water die down, leaving me cold and shivering. I walked out and Oh crap, I forgot a towel. I thought to myself. I kept quiet, annoyed with myself and tried to think of how I was going to fix this problem. I peeped my head from the sliding door that was separating my room and the bathroom, noticing that it was 6:57. “Halston.” I whispered, trying to wake him up from an impossible distance. “Halston!” I whispered a little louder. I reached my hand in the room, tapping on the wall with my fairly long nails, trying to wake him up. I didn’t feel comfortable yelling or saying anything out loud yet. Noticing that he was still sleeping. I slid the door open all the way, tip-toeing through my room to grab some clothes since I had already air-dried except for my hair. Water dripped from my light brown hair, slapping the cold hard-wood floor beneath me. My bottom lip shivered as I pulled my clothes drawer out, rapidly trying to choose my clothes. Then an alarm went off, Halston 7:00 am alarm. I reminded myself. His eyes fluttered open and he rolled over with his back faced to me. I couldn’t talk. I couldn’t say, ‘Don’t look’, I wasn’t able to tell him to not turn to me. My lips felt glued together and my throat dried immediately. I bit my bottom lip, stuck in the same position. I was frozen. And not including the fact that I was freezing from the AC beating on my just washed, cold body. “D...” I tried to talk, to open my mouth and tell him not to look. My voice trailed off. All that came out was a small squeak that caught his attention, making him stand up and whirl around. ‘Turn around! Are you insane?’ Is what I would have screamed at him if I had the strength. He eventually caught on from noticing my facial expression. I would have turned around to at least hide my front, but I couldn’t. He put his hands over his eyes, and slowly turned around not saying anything. I turned around, continuing what I was doing before, grabbing clothes. I winced at the embarrassment. Him not saying anything kind of made me insecure for some reason. Even telling me that I looked horrible would have made me feel better. But nothing? That’s torture. Maybe this is what people feel like when I don’t answer them… I thought to myself. I had completely forgotten that Halston was still there, waiting for me to get dressed. I chose a light mint green crop-top and light blue ripped jeans, and my white undergarments. I closed my drawer getting ready to change and then he turned around. “Halston!” I whisper-yelled. “Sorry, I heard the drawer close shut and so I thought you were finished.” He said calmly. Being completely unphased. My jaw dropped in astonishment as I clipped my bra on from the back. Sliding my shirt over and jumping a little to slip on my jeans. “Y- You can…” I paused, gulping a ball of air trying to make sure my throat wasn’t too dry. “Turn-n… around.” I whispered. He turned slowly and casually. ��You didn’t even wake me up, I had to wake myself up. You’re lucky I set an alarm.” Yeah, ‘Lucky’. I mocked his words in my head. I awkwardly played with my nails, staring down at them trying my best to avoid eye contact with Halston. My anxiety was creeping up on me quickly. “If you’re freaking out about me seeing… you know. It’s fine. Don’t worry about it, okay?” He said kindly, walked closer to place a hand on my shoulder. I flinched a little as his hand made contact with the soft cotton of my mint green shirt. It was so thin I felt like his hand was touching my skin directly. “Mmhmm.” I nodded unconsciously. I couldn’t not worry about it. I didn’t even know what to think about the situation or how to feel about it. I was hoping Halston would say something about the way I looked. I don’t know what I was expecting from him, to be honest. I just wanted to know that I truly had nothing to worry about. I continued playing with my fingertips, bringing them up to my mouth to bite them. “Don’t bite your nails, you know I have a big problem with that.” He said, making it sound as nice as he possibly could. “I do-” I couldn’t finish the word. So I knew that I had to start over. “I don’t know what else t…” My voice trailed off and I couldn’t finish my sentence. “It’s okay. Trust me. Let’s try not to make this awkward.” He smiled, making me less worried about the situation. Just a little. My self conscious added. I gave a small smile in return. “School.” I peeped out. “Okay, let’s go. I have some clothes in here… somewhere. Which drawer? I forgot.” He mentioned. He always brought extra clothes over to my house and I put them away for him since I never wanted him going through my drawers. But I had completely forgotten about which drawer I kept them in. Probably because I always resort my drawers from the type of clothing to colors… a lot. “I don’t know. I forgot too, you know I change them a lot.” I said, my anxiety almost completely gone. “Okay, I’ll just look.” He said and walked towards the dresser, placing his hand on the top knob. Oh crap! My underwear and bras are in there! Don’t open it. I internally screamed. But clearly that helped nothing in reality. Before I would do anything about it, which I never still probably never do anything, the drawer was opened and his jaw dropped, immediately slamming it shut. My eyes widened and my face went pale at the thought of Halston seeing my undergarments. I saw the corner of his mouth tilt slightly upwards and I cocked my head to the side at the sight. Why would he grin at that? I thought, making my cheeks burn in embarrassment. I hastily rushed to the bathroom and brushed my hair. The feeling, oddly calming. After brushing through my decently long hair, I set the brush down and stared at myself in the mirror. I looked a little closer and noticed how pale my face was. I bent down, looked through the cabinet beneath the sink, grabbing my small makeup pouch. I unzipped the small black bag and reached my hand in, pulling out blush. My cheeks are naturally red enough, I told myself. I put the small pink container back into the pouch, pulling out lightly tinted lip gloss and mascara. I unscrewed the lip gloss top and gently swiped it across my bottom lip. I pursed my lips, spreading the gloss from one lip to the other. While grabbing the mascara, I widened my eyes, nearly looking insane and brought the black stick to my eyelashes. “Ah, ouch!” I winced, slapping my hand over the eye that I had just stabbed. “Oh my God, what happened!?” Halston bust through the door, practically screaming. “Nothing, I poked my eye.” I mentioned. “Oh… Nevermind.” “Yup.” “I was joking, are you okay?” “Yes.” “Okay great. I’ll be downstairs, I think Olive is calling me.” “I’ll be there in a little bit.” He smiled and winked as he turned and walked down the stairs happily. I attempted to apply the mascara on for the second time and unexpectedly, it worked. I put the pouch back under the sink and walked downstairs noticing Olive and Halston laughing. I cocked my head, wondering what was so funny. Once they saw me, they stopped giggling and continued eating their cereal. I sat on the empty seat next to Olive. “Hey Olive.” I grinned and she did the same. “Hey Oak.” She smiled, looking up to me but then her smile faded and she squinted her eyes, immediately knowing something was off, “Is something wrong?” “Nope.” I faked a smile, instantly regretting it. “You’re lying to me. Is it because Halston saw you naked?” My face turned crimson red, my eyes widening at the thought. “N-no.” I lied, my stutter giving it away easily. “Yes, it is. We have to go to our first day of school now. Technically we are the only ones at that school who are counting it as the first day since we’re going there at the end of the week, in the middle of the school year.” She mentioned casually. “Yeah…” I timidly spoke. *** I hadn’t had breakfast like Halston and Olive but that was fine, since my Mom bought me a yogurt cup to eat while she dropped us off. Mom walked into the office with us and signed a few papers and collected a few files. None of us had been to this school before, especially since it was a private school. The craziest thing about this highschool to me was that it had dorms. What kind of highschool has dorms? I thought that was only college. I thought to myself. Mom started crying as if she this was college and she was dropping us off. Halston, Olive, and I, sat down on a single bench in complete silence waiting for Mom and the office-lady to finish talking about thrift stores. After five solid minutes of non-stop conversation between the two, the office lady mentioned her son that went to this school and how he was going to give us a tour of the school. A boy that looked Olive and I’s age came jogging up to us then stopped right before the bench, looking down at us three. He looked the exact opposite of Halston, dark brown curly hair and caramel eyes, with light freckles spotted across his nearly red cheeks. I looked to Halston who was next to me and examined his face, trying to spot the similarities between the boys. Halston’s dirty blonde hair and blue eyes shone under the sunlight coming through the glass door. Yellow and fairly orange hue’s shaded his skin a nice golden color. He looked back at me and I averted my eyes immediately. I saw his lips slightly curl upwards at my embarrassment. The boy ahead of us looked directly at me. I stayed quiet and looked down in unknown shame. I played with my fingertips, clearing my throat awkwardly to break the silence. “Hey, I’m Olive. And you are…?” Olive started. “Chase London. I am here to give you guys a tour. Do you have your schedules?” The boy said, his voice oddly soothing, making me lift my head. Olive skipped over to Mom, asking her for our schedules and she passed her 3 sheets of nicely folded paper. Olive came back and handed the papers to Chase and he went through each of them, examining the classes each of us had. “How did you guys get that to happen?” Chase asked. “Get what to happen?” Halston said. “You guys have 4 of the same classes. I was wondering how you guys got to have so many of the same classes together.” “Just luck.” Olive smiled. “Okay, let’s go.” Chase added. Mom rushed over to us, hugging and squeezing the life out of us three. “I love you kids so much, and Halston?” Mom said. “Yes Ms. Harlow?” “Keep Oak safe, okay? You know you are the only one she really talks to.” She whispered to him but it was very clear what she was talking about. “Olive will be fine. But if either of them get hurt, you will be the first to get questioned. I love you, son. Have a fun day! Bye kids!” She walked the other direction and out the door. Halston walked back over to me and I was still embarrassed about this morning. Just thinking about it made me shaky. Halston gently reached for my hand to help my shaking and I placed my palm in his. Chase and Olive had already started a conversation and their laughs filled the room. “The tour…” I whispered to Halston. He nodded and spoke up. “What happened to our tour?” He said to Chase. They boy nodded and opened the door for us. “So this is the cafeteria.” He pointed to the large building across from the office we had just left. We walked inside and Halston caught up to Olive who was in front of all of us, leaving Chase and I in the back. “You guys are really tight siblings.” Chase said to me, nudging my side playfully. I flinched a little and took a small deep breath to calm myself down. His voice was soothing but I wasn’t comfortable enough with him for him to be this close. Olive and Halston both stopped in their tracks, and walked over to me, knowing I was uncomfortable. “What did you say to her?” Halston asked in an overprotective tone. “All I said was how close of siblings you three were. Especially since you two were holding hands like that.” Chases looked in between Halston and I. I looked at Halton and he did the same to me. It reminded me of this morning and my cheeks burned red. I turned my head the other way, pursing my lips, not wanting to talk. “Oakley is my twin, and Halston is my friend.” Olive said, making Halston and I break eye contact. “So I’m guessing you two are dating?” Chase pointed between the two of us. And I gently shook my head. “No, but it might seem like it since he is like the only person she talks to.” Olive said. “You don’t talk much?” Chase said, walking closer to me. I took a step back. He took one closer. My eyes started to water and I wanted to yell at him to back away. But I couldn’t. He was making me so uncomfortable and I didn’t know how to show it. I took one last step back, truly trying to get away from him. Halston caught on to my mood and stepped beside me, reaching for my hand. I once again placed my palm in his and he gently rubbed his thumb over the back of my hand. “I want to go.” I said softly, my words barely comprehendible. Halston and Olive were both used to my soft talking so they understood but Chase was clearly confused. Halston grabbed the papers from Chase and looked through them. “We can figure it out on our own. Thanks Chase.” And with that last sentence from Halston, we walked through campus. Class didn’t start until half an hour after we started venturing around school grounds. We had four morning classes together, along with lunch. We quietly walked to first period science and entered the room, immediately being introduced. The door was covered in white paint with the bright yellow words, ‘Ms. Keen’s Science Class’. I thought it was quite creative and it was so cute, counting that there were nicely painted sunflowers all over. We stepped into the room, all in a single file line. I didn’t realize Halston and I were still holding hands until he softly cleared his throat and gently pulled his hand away. I winced at the loss of his warm hand but was brought back to reality when the teacher repeated my name for the third or fourth time. “Ms. Harlow? Um, Oakley?” Ms. Keen said. I looked at her and nodded my head, not being able to talk. “Are you going to keep ignoring me? I asked you a question.” “I- Um.” I tried to speak but my voice came out small and airy. Halston placed his hand on my shoulder and spoke for me. “She doesn’t talk much. But she talks to me, and I can just translate it to you if you’d like.” He said to Ms. Keen, using his charm. “There we go, an actual talking human who isn’t afraid of talking in front of a class.” Ms. Keen said, her tone rude. “She isn’t afraid of talking, she physically can not. It’s a condition. Don’t judge her for it because you clearly are not informed of it.” Olive added. “Sit. Now.” Ms. Keen forcefully said. Her voice was deeper than one I’ve ever heard on a woman. *** Throughout the class, she kept eyeing me. I suddenly felt insecure and placed my hands over my stomach as I sat in my seat. 30 minutes later, class was still in session. I took a deep breath trying to recall what that lesson was about. We were reading a paragraph from a textbook. Volunteers’ hands rose while I stayed quiet. Until she called my name, “Oakley.” I looked up from the textbook awkwardly and looked around wondering what she wanted. “Are you going to read or do you want to get sent to detention?” She scolded. I shook my head as my throat went dry, tears begging to slip down my face. She walked slowly up to my desk and ripped the textbook out of my hands, giving me a paper cut. “You’re on the wrong page. You will have detention if you do not read. Weren’t you taught to read? Are you stu-” Her voice got louder with each hurtful word until she was cut off. “She isn’t stupid, she has never had a C in her life. I’m pretty sure the lowest grade she ever got was a B+, and that was once. Do not call her stupid. She has S.M. Do you know what that is, Ms. Keen?” Olive said, daringly standing up from her chair. “Sit down, now.” “No. She can not talk, if you want her to talk, I think you’d have to put Halston and her desk’s together. She doesn’t talk to anyone else. You can not get mad when you know you can fix the problem and choose not to.” Olive frustratingly sat back down as Ms. Keen walked back to her seat. “Halston sit your chair on the opposite side of Oakley’s desk. No complaints. Do not mess this up, or you will both be sent to detention.” Ms. Keen plainly said. Halston scooted his chair over to mine, purposely making it screech across the floor. Once Halston was in front of me, I felt like everything was… lighter. I was happier that he was right by me. Halston read the paragraph for me, thankfully and had to go to our next class right after with Olive. All the other teachers were pretty chill. Nothing crazy happened, just introducing ourselves and meeting new people. (Which I was horrible at). Our fourth period bell rang and we made our way to the dorms to figure out what we wanted to eat. We had one hour to eat, which to me, was the perfect amount of time. I only ate a granola bar so I was pretty hungry. We made our way to the dorms and Halston pulled out our papers, checking what rooms we were in. “You two are in A21 and I’m in B19. I’ll be upstairs, right above you. Let’s go to yours first and then we can check out mine.” Olive and I smiled at each other and Halston laughed at us. We followed Halston, not knowing where to go. We stopped not that far in the hallway and Halston handed us two cards, one for each of us, to swipe and open the door. We walked in and there were already two people in the mini kitchenette. The girl with short, curled red hair and brown eyes looked at us and smiled. “Oh my gosh! Hi, I’m Heather. This is my brother Flynn, he lives upstairs in B20, but he is here most of the time. I am so happy I am getting two new roommates. This is amazing.” She squealed all in one breath. Flynn looked a little younger, maybe 16. Olive winked at him and I winced at the embarrassment I would have felt if I had done that. “Hey, I’m Halston, these two are Olive and Oakley. Nice to meet you too.” Halston held his hand out to Heather and she blushed wildy, taking his hand in hers. I looked at where their hands met and noticed how long their skin was touching. I didn’t like it one bit and neither did Halston. Halston lightly tugged his hand from hers and she wouldn’t let his hand go. He chuckled awkwardly and I looked at him, telepathically asking him what I should do. He didn’t give me any sort of sign back but I knew he was uncomfortable. Olive was too busy flirting with Flynn to acknowledge what was going on around her. “Our rooms.” I mumbled and that caught her attention. She let go of his hand that was glistening with sweat. Ew- She gave us a quick tour of the dorm which was surprisingly large. I looked over to Olive who was seated on the couch laughing with Flynn. Flynn didn’t have red hair like his sister, itead he had cherry blonde, but they definitely looked alike with their high cheekbones and button noses. Their diamond face and almond eye shape looked almost identical. Flynn had blue eyes, also unlike Heather. In the dorm were four rooms, but now three were taken. There was an extra empty one that Heather used as Flynn’s room. I wonder why he has his own room in his sister’s dorm. It’s a little odd. Nevermind, I shouldn’t judge. I walked into the room which was now mine and it was already perfectly decorated. The walls were a nice subtle lavender with little white flowers coming from the bottom. A queen sized bed sat in the center of the room. The white sheets and soft baby blue duvet thrown over. There was a white fur carpet underneath the foot of the bed. I looked to my left noticing a small but neat studying desk. It was all different pastel colors with a simple white chair. I loved the simplicity of everything. How did Heather decorate my room so… perfectly? I wondered what Olive’s looked like and walked over to hers. It was pretty similar but it weirdly also fit Olive’s personality. There were succulents and small pretty plants hanging from the ceiling in cute mini baskets. There were vibrant colors popping out from obvious parts of the room. She had a Rugrats poster above her desk. Her blankets were a vibrant orange with Rugrats bedsheets. The carpet was a mixture of bright colors. It was very unique and I liked it a lot. All we needed was clothes from home and a few home decorations to put in our rooms and everything would be perfect. I took my iPhone out of my back pocket and unlocked it, admiring my aesthetic lavender background. I looked at the time, noticing we still had 52 minutes of lunch hour left. I walked into the living room, listening to everyone talk on the couch. No one had noticed I was there yet. It was fine. I don’t need anyone to notice me and plus, I’d usually just stand in the corner anyways. My eyes oddly kept swinging back to Halston and his one-of-a-kind smile. His white T-shirt was a couple sizes too big, but somehow, he pulled it off. He could pull anything off. I came back to reality and felt my lips already curved into a smirk, thinking about Halston. I wiped it away and luckily no one noticed. Except for Halston. He quietly got up and walked to me, everyone’s conversation neverending. “You were looking at me, Harley.” He grinned. “N-no, I wasn’t.” I stuttered, worried someone would hear me. “Don’t worry, they are too loud to hear you. You can speak up if you want.” He leaned against the wall like me, stuffing his hands comfortably in his pockets. “How’d you know I was um,” I paused, clearing my throat. “T-thinking that.” “I can tell, it’s your eyes.” “My uh- my eyes?” “Yes. Your eyes.” “About this morning-” “It’s fine, Oak. It was a mistake, I should have just waited until you told me to turn around.” “I know, that’s not what I'm talking about. I was going to say… that um,” My throat dried a little and my anxiety heightened. “When you saw um, you know- you didn’t say anything…” I whispered. “What was I supposed to say, ‘Goodmorning’?” He joked, making me smile a little. “Sorry, I don’t know what I was expecting… what’s for lunch? I’m starving.” “We will finish this conversation when there’s less people, okay?” He said and kissed my head lightly, walking the other direction to call everyone over for lunch. “Okay.” I whispered under my breath, knowing that he couldn't hear me. “I love you.” He turned his head around and looked at me, mouthing the words, ‘I love you too’. My eyes went wide, How did he hear me!? Oh my God. You might think I’m weird for freaking out over a small ‘I love you’, but Halston and I don’t say it much. Mostly because I don’t talk much. But he shouldn’t have been able to hear me. Right? *** We ended up driving to Red Robin. Yumm. We got out of Heather’s car, with Flynn and Olive still partnered up. When we walked up to the door Halston held out the doors for everyone and it reminded me of how much of a gentleman he was. But he was quite silly. I smiled at the thought and Olive noticed, making me blush from embarrassment. She squinted her eyes trying to figure me out. Our table was ready quicker than I expected it to be. After we ordered, we waited for our food to arrive. Olive, Flynn, Halston, and Heather had started a conversation about a party later tonight. I did not want to attend anything with a bunch of smelly teens and underaged drunks. I’m just not a part of that crowd. I sat in the corner of the booth, minding my own business, not wanting to talk to anyone. I slumped down a little, pulling out my phone and playing Paper.io. I died and a small squeal of defeat escaped my mouth. No one noticed. Except Halston. He placed his hand on my shoulder and leaned a little closer. What. Are. You. Doing!? He opened his mouth slightly and I pushed him on the chest, he didn’t budge one bit. “Wh- what are you doing?” I asked with big eyes. “I was going to ask you what was wrong.” “Why were you so… so close. And then you opened your mouth-” “I was so close, because it’s quite hard to hear in here since it’s so loud. I was making sure you’d hear me. I opened my mouth so I could… you know- talk?” He said it in a matter-of-fact tone. I realized how stupid I sounded. “I’m sorry, um… ignore me.” I smiled lightly. “No thanks. Now why were you upset?” “I died.” “What?” His eyes went wide and his face went pale, clearly worried about what I had just said. “In my game.” I said, lightly waving my phone in the air. “Oh.” He laughed and it made me giggle at how his expression switched so rapidly. “Yep.” “So how do you like this school so far?” He said changing the subject. “It’s… neat.” “Yeah, I like our old school. But I’m just happy that you’re here with me.” ‘Why?’ Is what I would have asked if I had the balls. My mind kept going to the worst like when he came close to me, I thought he was going to ki- “Because I like it when you’re around.” He said, interrupting my thoughts. “Of course I like it when you’re around, you’re my best friend.” I don’t know why but I felt like I was friend zoned. I don’t like Halston in that way, it’s just I wasn’t expecting that. I felt tears surface my eyes and I can’t explain why. “R- Restroom.” I muttered, not trusting my voice enough to speak a full sentence. He scooted over and I rushed to the restroom. My tears spilled over the edge as I sat on the toilet lid. I still couldn’t figure out why I was sad about what Halston said. It’s not even something to cry about. I’m just overreacting. *** Olive told me that the party was mandatory since it was actually an orientation. I figured that since we were new to the school we could go to the orientation, but why would there be one in the middle of the year? I wondered. I shrugged. She didn’t lie, but she didn’t tell the truth. Yes, sure it was an orientation, just not one hosted by the school. It was hosted by a group of boys that went to the school. It was around 8PM, meaning the sky was pitch black this time of year. I sat on a log as my face glowed red, orange, and gold from the blazing bonfire ahead of me. Heather had lended Olive and I a pair of high waisted jeans and warm sweaters. The woody fragrance of smoke propagates through the air. The fire could be felt but it still wasn’t enough to keep me entirely warm. Loud music vibrated through the over-sized speakers. Ashen debris flowed out of the crackling fire and among the socializing students. Everyone seemed to know each other, even Olive. She was meeting new people with Flynn while I sat alone on the log. I looked around for Heather and Halston but I couldn’t spot them. The setting was crowded and was definitely not my style at all, so I couldn’t help but feel tiny and out of place. It felt more like a party than an orientation, not that I had ever attended an actual party, but I was going off of what I’ve seen in movies. Needless to say, I was gravely uncomfortable. I stood up, ready to walk back to the dorms or text my Mom to pick us up. I didn’t realize that this school was so much like college to the point where we were supposed to bring packed items for our dorms. Let alone me knowing there were dorms in the first place. I started walking the opposite direction to the dorms until Heather showed behind me, calling out my name. “Oakley, where are you going?” “I’m cold.” “So you do speak.” “Mmhmm.” I hummed not wanting to talk anymore. “Yeah, I’m freezing too.” Water vapor floated from her mouth and into the chilly air. It was clearly visible. Her teeth were chattering and I knew why. All she was wearing was a thin cream strapless dress with her hair in a cute red loose bun. “Here you go…” I took off the sweater she had given me earlier but she refused to take it. “I don’t want you to be cold as well. Just keep it.” She smiled. “I can get one for you.” I offered. “Nah, it’s fine. I can get through it.” Well there goes my escape for a breather. I puff air from my cheeks lightly kicking at the ground in disappointment. “Halston… where is h-” I started but I was cut off by two girls running up from behind Heather. “Heather!” The girls squealed, as I took a step back admiring how Heather grinned widely. They burst out in a fit of laughter and giggles. I liked how they were so excited to see one another. One of the girls had beautiful golden skin and long tight curls cascading down her bare shoulders and back, due to her risque dress. She had pretty green eyes and pearly white teeth. “When did you girls get here?” Heather asked. The girl with slightly lighter brown hair that fell only to her shoulders with pretty blue eyes answered first. Lola. “My mom dropped me off an hour ago, so I ate and then came here.” “Nice, well this is Oakley Harlow, one of my new roommates. The other is her twin and I don’t know where Oakley’s boyfriend went.” She smiled, winking at me and introduced me to her friends. “Halston isn't my-" I started, but the girls cut me off. "Oh my God, I love your name. It's so pretty." The pretty caramel skinned girl shouted over the deafening music. Jane. "Oh God, Is that Chase?" Heather said as if she was embarrassed. "That's my older brother, I'm sure you'll get to meet him soon." "I already have..." I whispered underneath my breath. They gasped and turned to me. God, this is going to be a long night, isn't it?

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