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mxtantrights · 4 years

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✹ 　PART SEVEN (DAMSEL)

HAWKINS, INDIANA

NOVEMBER 7, 1983

"Can I speak with Jessie Glendall please?" A lady who I hadn't met asks my history teacher. She's very lucky that I don't like inhabiting the same space as Carol. I raise my hand in an instant and she looks to me, waves me over.

I don't even wait for Ms.Sean to excuse me.

I grab my bag and my books in my hands and walk to the door. The lady holds it open for me and lets me out before she leaves the classroom. Her hair is long and brown, but it's not styled like any other adult women I know. Seems like she has her own style, it's straight down her back no curls, waves, nothing.

She begins walking down the hall and I follow her. I follow her all the way to her office I presume because she walks in like she owns it and sits in the chair behind the desk. I sit across from her and set my bag and books down in the chair next to me.

I can see a file on her desk. All alone.

I watch as she adjusts her skirt in her seat and then looks at me. "Oh! I'm sorry I didn't introduce myself to you, clumsy me. I'm your college advisor, you can call me Lisa."

Her hand is stretched out for me to take.

College.

"Did I scare you? I'm sorry, I know college is a scary thing to some people. But I'm here to help you with any questions you may have, or any questions you don't have, anything." Her hand is still out as she tells me that.

I take it quickly. "Yeah- no I'm not scared. Well. I- that's a whole thing. But I've only just met you."

"Don't worry. It's actually good to be scared because it shows that you care about your future. So I've go to ask," And I think to myself oh no, here we go. Here we fucking go. "What are your hobbies?"

What?

"I like music- but shouldn't you be asking what I want to be?" I ask hesitantly. It was nice question that not a lot of people ask. It was nice to be asked that.

She laughs a bit at that. "I'm not like everyone else who's asking those questions that scare you. I want to know about you, so I can maybe not scare you. And you can come back here willingly."

I let out a weird sort of chuckle.

"That's nice." It's all I've got.

"I know. So, what about music? You play any instruments? In a band? Choir?" She dives right in and I can feel a bit of relief come to me.

"I'm not in anything but I just got a guitar a few months ago. And I've been singing for as long as I can remember." It felt easy with her, like I was talking to a friend. Someone who wouldn't judge me. Like Benny.

She nods along to the words I say. "So you like singing, and guitar. They have schools for that you know?"

I lean back in my seat. Yeah I know that. I just know that there is no way I'm getting there with my parent's full support. I know that they might tell me no. They might tell me to keep it as a hobby, but not a career path. Theres the tiniest chance that they would be okay with it, to my face. And then behind my back they'll be waiting for me to fail.

I've spent more time thinking about this than I do homework.

"I just don't think it's an actual possibility for me. My brother is in Stanford for Law right now. I feel like if I go to school for music then I'm becoming the black sheep." I try to put into words, but it sounds better in my head.

I watch her nod and then she goes into her drawer. She moves things around quite a lot actually before she pulls out a paper. When she does, she takes a hold of the file in her other hand and holds both up for me to see.

"Jessie I've seen you're grades." She puts bluntly.

Here we go again. Here we go.

"Look, I'm new here I just moved-"

"From Texas I know. And I have your grades from there too and they look pretty good. Now it's not uncommon for this kind of thing to happen but we're in November and your grades haven't picked up at all since you started." She waves the file around with my name on it as she speaks.

"I know but-" She gives me a look that says she wasn't finished so I stop talking.

"I see here that you had music back in sophomore year. Aced that with a 100. And then I see on your schedule right now you aren't taking any arts." She begins and hands me my file. I take it as she continues, "It's my job to see these things and advise you, not tell you like your parents, or pressure you like your friends. And I see a girl who could be doing amazing things."

I scoff and open my file. My grades from Texas are staring me right in the face. I can't lie about it. And I can't hide that 100. What else am I gonna do besides own it?

"Okay. Yeah. Maybe I could. But when I enrolled here the art class was full and so was music. And my dad wanted me to get my required stuff out of the way so I took P.E." I tell her, closing my file back and handing it to her.

She doesn't take it. Instead she holds out the other paper in her hand. I take it and take a look at whats on it. It's a list of art schools. Fricking Juilliard is at the top of it. I didn't even think that was an option for me. If Stanford was impossible then that was whatever comes after.

I look at her, since it's all I can do. I'm not entirely speechless but damn near it.

"I think you should put that list in your file, and start getting real with yourself and others about what you want."

I look back down at the two separate things. The two things that have been forged spirit since I moved here. And she's right. I knew it deep down all this time. I wanted to pursue music, it's been my dream since I could have dreams. I just haven't been confident enough to stand in it.

My hands put the list into my file.

I can't believe it, but then another part of me is just screaming. ABOUT TIME!

I look back up at Lisa. My college advisor. "What next?"

"I'll meet you guys there, over." I hear my brother speak- most likely into his walkie. I don't think he's talking to himself in the mirror or something.

I open his door and place my hands on my hips. "I don't know what you think you're doing but no."

He sighs very loudly, making me close his door and shush him.

Our parents are in bed early tonight. I haven't the faintest clue why but it cut into my guitar time. It's painfully quiet in this house meaning I can most definitely hear my dork brother speaking on his loud ass walkie talkie.

"Jessie! I have to go my friends need me!" He whisper-shouts at me.

Need him for what? It's dark and raining. There is no way he's going out there to play D&D with them right now. It's too dangerous for him to bike, and its way too late.

"It is late, it is raining and I cannot let you go out there." I shake my head at him.

"You have-" He starts yelling but I cover his mouth with my hand.

"Lower your voice!" I whisper again. Can't he take the hint that he needs to be quieter? If he was even gonna get through my parents he was walking into a losing battle. I take my hand from his mouth.

"It's Will, he's missing."

I-

holy shit.

What the fuck?!

"I'm coming with you then. Just meet me downstairs in a minute." I tell him and he nods his head. I walk over to his door before thinking to myself, I hope he doesn't pull some shit with me. I turn back and point at him. "Do. Not. Leave me."

He nods again.

The boys are standing outside of the little makeshift cabin. Their flashlights are shining on something inside but I can barely see with the rain. It's pelting down on me, on all of us so hard I think I might be swimming in it.

"Is it him?" I shout over the loud pouring water.

They don't move.

It can't be a dead body right? They would scream out if they saw something like that, I would. Or maybe I'd be paralyzed with fear. Too scared to form words. Too scared to do much of anything.

I take that as a sign to evoke my older sister duties and slightly push them out of the way. As I do, I can see into the cabin. A kid, looking right back at all of us.

"We need to get her out of this rain," I start ordering while taking off my jacket.

The kid isn't saying much of anything. I hand her my jacket, slowly, and she takes it.

"My house." Mike adds.

Yeah because she was definitely not coming home with me and Mickey.

"Alright Wheeler, you're house."

I watch from the staircase as the boys throw their questions at her. We figured out that she's a she when she stepped more into the light. And now she's on Mike's couch, not saying much of anything again. She hasn't said a word since we brought her here.

She sat on the back of my bike and held onto me very lightly.

The boy's start going overboard but before I can tell them to calm down, Mike seems to do so. Seems that he wasn't he tiny asshole I pegged him to be. He brings her some spare clothes from the laundry.

I watch as she inspects them, like she needs to be wary of everything she comes into contact with.

Then she's on her feet, peeling off my jacket and about to pull up her shirt when I jump forward.

"Wait a minute!" I shout with the others.

Mike points to the bathroom and tells her to change in there.

The little girl picks up the clothes and follows his instructions. I see her take herself to the bathroom and look around. Mike tries to close the door to give her privacy but she grips it tight. I think this is the part where I step up.

"You don't want it closed?" I ask her

She takes a second before finally, finally answering. "No."

I watch Mike speak to her, and they both agree to keep the door open a few inches. Mike walks away, back to the other boys. But I stay where I am, turned around of course, to block the crack in the door.

I don't pay attention to their conversation. I’m too in my own head about this little kid.

What the actual fuck.

Where did she come from? Why was she just out in the rain like that? What's her name? Where are her parents? Why doesn't she speak much?

This can't be good.

All roads lead to this is really fucked up. Some fucked up shit is happening here in this small town. A girl, with a shaved head, who can barely speak is just in the woods all by herself. I don't like the way any of this sounds.

"Jessie?"

I look at the boys now who are all looking at me. "What?"

"Mike's plan, did you hear it?" Dustin asks me and I shake my head. He sighs, but tells me anyways. "She'll stay here, then mike will get her to come to his front door in the morning aldrin the bell. And his mom will handle it."

What kind of plan is that?!

No.

"That- and then what happens to her?" I ask them expectantly.

"Who cares, she's not our problem!" Lucas barks back to me.

Not their problem? What? "Well she is now. She is now that we all decided to bring her back here and clothe her."

"Look we can't tell anyone. We'll all be put on lockdown Jessie." Mickey.

He's right. But theres something going on. Maybe because they're kind of too young to see all the scenarios. But I'm old enough to know things. Scary things that happen to people, to girls. I have a really bad feeling about all of this.

What if she's running from something or someone?

She opens the door from behind me and I turn around as she steps closer to me.

My father's feminist agenda is screaming at me. Right now. This is it.

I look down at her, "I don't know if you can understand me or not," I crouch down to be at her level and see her take a breath. "you'll be safe here for the night. With Mike."

She nods her head once at me to let me know she understands. I hope.

All I know is, I feel the need to protect her. Meaning I'm gonna have to wake up bright and early Tomorrow morning to derail Mike's plan. My parents don't come into my room- god I really hope not- and If I have to hide her in my closet for God'sakes I will.

#steve harrington x oc #steve harrington fic #stranger things fic #stranger things imagine #steve harrington imagine #stranger things #steve harrington #heresss part 7 #DAMSEL #okay here's part seven!!#things are picking up #found the read more button!!!

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sinfulcries2 · 6 years

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milkshake boy ; cai xukun

hello everyone! its my first REAL post sooo ive been watching idol producer lately and i fell inlove with cai xukun omg he is more beautiful than me anyways i hope you enjoy!

after a long day at school, you decide to get a milkshake and meet your future boyfriend

GENRE: fluff

WARNINGS: uhmm... sudden heart attack ^__^;

okay lets us prepare our hearts for this xukun imagines hdjwxbcje.

you were just a normal college student who took the course of performing arts and yOU WERE REALLY GOOD AT IT.

some companies scouted you but you rejected them all because you knew that you wouldnt have time for training because of school

if that aint me lmAO

anYWAYS

so one day your dance teacher taught a few moves that were new to you and your classmates so you had difficulties learning them.

whats worse is that your teacher assigned all of you and your classmates to create a dance with those moves in it.

and you were like ‘bITCH WTF ARE YOU SERIOUS MS.ZHOU??’

and it was like she read your mind and said “oH YES”

so you were determined to make the most creative and unique dance

class originally ended at 3:30 p.m but you stayed at the practice room dancing until 8:55 p.m

hOW HARDWORKING I CAN NEVER RELATE-

so you danced, and danced until you got the move right

but like you kept messing up at one particular part.

at the middle of dancing, ms.zhou did a check on why the hell there was music coming from the practice room sO LATE AT NIGHT

to her surprise she saw you there working yourself out to the bone.

so she ran up to you and stopped you from dancing further.

“you need some rest y/n!!”

“no need-”

“yOU NEED REsT gO bAcK hOMe aNd sLeEp”

“yES MAAM’

so while you were walking home

and by walking i mean literally dragging yourself along the street with your school bag by your shoulder

you saw a milkshake shop not so far from where you were

and since you didnt have any water in your jug left, you decided why not buy some water from there.

so you walked and walked until you reached the shop

you entered the shop to get greeted by this hELLA ATTRACTIVE BOY

and you were like ‘omg i smell like sweat what do i do omg can i just shoot me he looks like full course meal iN a good way-’

and he shot you a bright smile

you swore your heart was beating 173600237 times per second

aND HE WAS THERE SMILING LIKE HE WAS ENJOYING YOUR PAIN

so you walked up to the counter

and he gave you a warm greeting

“hI WELCOME TO CHINLI’S”

im joking

“Hi welcome to idol projuicer, my name is xukun! what can i get for you?”

and you being distracted by his ethereal beauty you blurted out

“o-one strawberry milkshake”

because that was your favorite flavor

but you remembered that you had to buy water

tOO LATE THE RECIPT IS BEING PRINTED OUT

so you pay for your drink and find a seat in the shop

after you find a seat you take a seat and scroll on your phone for a bit

sUDDENLY YOU HEAR A VOICE BEHIND YOU

“miss here is your strawberry milkshake”

and turns out its xukun dude who is also your waiter!

he flashes you a smile and puts the shake on your table

but you noticed he put chocolate ice cream on top with chocolate syrup!

so basically its now strawberry and chocolate

wHICH IS LIKE YOUR SECOND FAVORITE SHAKE FLAVOR

im sorry if it isnt omg

so you unintentionally smiled and drank your shake happily.

xukun caught you smiling and he smiled too

he also swore his heart started beating 30572921637 times per second

see how theres more numbers

anyways the next day after school, you decided to go to that milkshake shop again

because of xukun and his shakes

mainly because of xukun

but anyways everytime you visited he would put some more add-ons on every shake you order.

the two of you got closer in just the span of a week

how?

one day you were craving his amazing milkshakes so you went there

and then while you were drinking, xukun walked up to you and built up a conversation

and the two of you cLICKED

why did he strike a convo?

he likes you mwahahaha

anyways aside from that in the span of two weeks

he gave you the nickname ‘beautiful loyal customer’

the owner of the shop, Mr.Zhang started to treat you as if you were his own daughter lol

the other staff, ziyi, justin, chengcheng, treated you as if you were their sister.

and best of all, xukun!gave!you!his!number!

and you became a squeeling dolphin when you got home

to the point your mom thought you were secretly a dolphin hybrid

one day while you and xukun were having a dinner date at the shop,

you remembered the dance you had to do

and the fact it was two days away made you scared af

so you excused yourself

sO LIKE YOU KNOW THAT DRAMATIC KDRAMA HAND GRAB?

THAT HAPPENED

he asked why you were leaving so early because it was unusual of you

so you told him “dance.learn.2 days”

he seemed to understand and he smiled at you

“i will help you”

and it was unusual because he didnt tell you he was also a dancer??

but you agreed anyways

so when the two of you reached the studio,

you played the music and started to dance to the song

xukun had heart eyes while watching you but also seemed to learn the moves quickly just by looking at it

so he noticed the moves you were messing up at and he taught you a few techniques and shit that would make you remember it and do it properly.

so after a while of teaching, he asked you to dance again but this time to apply the stuff he taught you

so you danced with the stuff he taught you

and when the song ended you heard xukun clap like a proud mom seal hybrid

and you also couldnt believe it because when you looked at your phone the song was done playing!

cONGRATS

so you ran up to xukun and hugged him tightly

and xukun was sHOOK and you realized what you did and you pulled away awkwardly the two of yoiu being tomatoes.

but he broke the awkwardness and pulled out a mango milkshake out from his bag.

“yOU DID IT BEAUTIFUL LOYalL Y/N!!”

and the two of you would end up being a giggling mess

fastforward to the day of your presentation....

you got the second highest grade

zhengting being the first

but you were happy with your grade

soo when you went out of your school you saw xukun there waiting for you.

and you were like wtf why is he here

but he smiles only

“y/NNN i wANNA TAKE YOU TO THE MILKSHAKE SHOP AGAIN TO CELEBRATE!!”

and you giggled at his cuteness

so while the two of you were walking there and the two of you talking about life

he would lace his hand with yours

and you would be a CHERRY BOMB

and he would be there smiling widely while admiring your beautiful, flustered face

so once the two of you arrive at the shop

you would see that it was closed, but there were flower petals everywhere you would be so dumbfounded when you hear the song with the lyrics only being ‘balance’

and you hear someone with the voice of Mr.Zhang mutter a loud “cRAP WRONG SONG”

and after that a ballad love song would play

xukun would whisper a short ‘aish, mr.zhang’ but you would only giggle

sooooo xukun would face you again and grab the both of your hands gently

he would be so nervous and shy omg pls save him

and he would blurt out

“uHMM Y/N IVE LIKED YOU FOR A LONG TIME NOW PLS DONT REJECT ME OMG IF YOU DONT LIKE ME BACK AT LEAST KISS ME OR SOMETHING IDK”

and you would only giggle and peck him on the lips

“ i like you too, my milkshake boy” you say and hug him tightly

he would grab your waist and kiss you LONGER

the two of you smiling into the kiss

when the two of you pulled away

xukun would give you a strawberry chocolate milkshake like when you first met each other

you would smile remembering the both of your first encounters and chuckle slightly.

xukun’s heart would go dugeun dugeun dugeun seeing your smile

and he would ask.......

“would you be my girlfriend?”

“yes of course”

“oUR MILKSHAKE BOY HAS FOUND HIS MILKSHAKE GIRL”

thats probably ziyi

everyone would cheer

and suddenly justin comes out of nowhere and plays careless whisper

while the two of you hold hands enjoying each others pressence

OMG IM DONE THIS TOOK ME 4 HOURS TO MAKE OML ANYWAYS HOPED YOU ENJOYED LOVELIES!

#cai xukun #idol producer #scenario #idol producer scenarios #cai xukun imagines #cai xukun scenarios

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peterpparkrr · 7 years

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Changing the Tide: An Avengers Fanfic (6/7)

Summary: Wanda Maximoff is the new girl in town and also reconciling with the death of her twin brother, Pietro. As she starts to navigate her new life she manages to stumble into friendship with a group of teens who are surprisingly similar to her

A/N: This is basically just a highschoolAU for the Avengers without powers.

(Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5) (Part 6) (Part 7)

After Physics, Wanda walked with Clint to his locker.

As Clint stuffed books and notebooks into his locker with rather excessive amount of force he glanced over at Wanda, “Do you need to stop at your locker?” he asked, trying to make small talk.

“Yeah, just need to grab some homework real quick.” Wanda replied leaning against the locker next to his, “Do you need help?” She asked, watch him struggle to get his homework into his backpack.

“No. I’m fine,” Clint replied as he finally pushed his last textbook in with as much effort as he could seemingly muster.

Once they’d also stopped at Wanda’s locker they walked to Clint’s car, where Natasha was waiting.

“Took you long enough,” Natasha said as they all hopped in, “I thought I was going to have to send out a search party.”

“Stop being so melodramatic,” Clint retorted, rolling his eyes as he pulled out of the parking lot. When Clint pulled up to his house Wanda was surprised...it say the least. Clint’s house was a massive old farmhouse just on the outskirts of town.

“Your house is amazing,” She blurted out before she could think better of it.

“Thanks,” Clint said with a smile, “We can give you a tour, I think it’ll be awhile before other people show up.”

After Wanda’s tour of Clint’s house (with him being overzealous like a museum tour guide as Natasha followed behind rolling her eyes) the trio ended up back in the kitchen where Wanda took a seat at the island while Natasha and Clint busied themselves with preparing snacks.

“We tend to spend some time prepping for these things before everyone gets here, for some reason every single one of our friends have a massive appetite.” Clint explained to Wanda as he starts pulling bags of chips out of cupboards.

Then the doorbell rings, “I’ll get it,” Wanda said as she scrambled out of her chair and towards the front door. When she opened it she was greeted by the grinning faces of Steve, and an African-American guy that Wanda didn’t recognize.

“Hey,” Steve said, greeting Wanda, “This is Sam Wilson,” he says, introducing her to the other guy.

“Hi, nice to meet you,” Sam says with a smile.

“Well, come on in,” Wanda replied, opening the door wide enough.

“Are we the first ones here?” Steve asks as you walk into the kitchen again.

Clint nods, “Yeah, you know how everyone else is, you’re the only ones who seem to understand what it is to be punctual.”

As they guys get to talking - something about sports so you kind of zone out - Natasha pulls you aside.

“This is usually when I go into the other room and bang out my homework really quick,” She explains as she grabs your backpacks off the table and leads you into what you remember is Clint’s bedroom.

“Isn’t that why everyone hangs out? To do homework together?” Wanda asks.

“Hypothetically, but everyone’s so distracting that it’s really not going allow anyone to get work done.” Natasha tells you as she starts pulling notebooks and textbooks out of her backpack, “Don’t worry, I’m usually done before everyone else gets here so we’ll still have plenty of time to hang out with everyone.”

“That’s actually a brilliant way to do it.” Wanda says as she pulls out her own work and gets started.

As Wanda is wrapping up the last of her physics work she looks up to see that Natasha is almost done too.

“Alright, now we can rejoin the barbarians.” She announces as she shoves her books back into her bag and stands up, stretching her back slightly, “You ready?”

“I guess,” Wanda mutters in response.

“Stop being mopey, c'mon,” Tasha replies, grabbing Wanda’s hand and pulling her out of Clint’s room and back into the kitchen where a majority of the group has finally showed up.

“Alrighty weirdos, most of you have already met Wanda briefly but some of you haven’t, so we’re going to play some amazing get to know you games so that she gets to know all of us and we get to know her.”

“Oh, that’s okay we don’t have to do-” Wanda started before getting cut off.

“So everyone sit down.”

There was a scuffle as everyone sat down around Clint’s massive dining room table, chairs scraping against the floor.

“I’m mostly doing this because I’m nosy, I’m just using you as an excuse,” Natasha whispers to you as she sits down in the chair next to you before turning back to the rest of the group, “Now, obviously everyone isn’t here, but there are a lot of us, so go around and say your name, grade, and your favorite thing to do in your free time.”

Everyone nods, albeit a bit unsure of why this is something fun, “I’ll start,” She adds, “I’m Natasha, I’m a Junior, and my favorite thing to do in my free time is acrobatics at the circus school I take classes at.”

“Alright, I guess I’m next,” Clint says as he pulls one of his legs up to his chest in the chair he’s sitting in, “I’m Clint, I’m a Junior, and it’s kind of lame, but I like archery.”

“I’m Steve, I’m the grandpa of the group I guess, since I’m a Senior, and my favorite thing to do is sketch.”

“Sam, I’m a Junior, and I fly planes.”

“I’m the one and only Tony Stark, I’m a senior, and I invent stuff.”

“Is it my turn?” Bruce asks, “I’m Bruce, I’m a Junior, and honestly, I mostly just do physics homework.”

“Lame!”

“Me?” A nervous looking kid asks when Bruce prods him with his elbow, “I’m, uh, Peter, and I’m a Freshman, and kind of the same thing as Tony, I mostly just build stuff and hang out.”

“Wanda?” Clint prompts, looking over at her.

Wanda nods at him before looking around at the rest of the group, “I’m Wanda, I’m a Sophomore, and I guess...I play guitar a lot?”

Natasha gives Wanda a reassuring smile before turning back to the group, “Thank you so much guys, now let’s try something a bit more interesting, how about never have I ever?”

There’s a chorus of oohs as everyone looks around, causing Wanda to guess the game is a bit infamous with this group of friends.

“Remember when Darcy admitted she’d checked out the butts of everyone there?” Tony recollects with a smirk.

“Let’s go the opposite way this time, so Wanda, you start.” Natasha says, “And everyone put up your five fingers.”

Wanda nods as she holds up her hand before thinking for a moment, “Never have I ever...gone skinny dipping.”

Wanda watched as Natasha, Clint, Sam, and Tony all put down a finger and Tony protested, “That’s not fair, it’s a high school cliche, you have to do it!”

“Peter?”

“Never have I ever smoked in the school bathroom.”

Clint and Tony put down another finger as they both shoot Peter a dirty look, “How dare you,” Clint mutters, “We had an agreement when we made you our look out.”

“You never said I couldn’t use it against you in a game of never have I ever,” Peter points out with a grin.

“Alright, alright, Bruce?”

“Um...Never have I ever had a fake ID.”

Natasha, Tony, and surprisingly, Steve, all put down a finger.

“Steve?”

“I wanted to vote.”

“Alright,” Tony said, trying to talk over the burst of laughter from the group, “Never have I ever studied for a test.”

“That’s so lame, Tony.” Natasha mutters as the rest of you put down a finger.

“Never have I ever blacked out from drinking.” Sam says.

Wanda put down one of her fingers and so did Tony, but they were the only two.

“Wait, hold up,” Clint says, throwing up his hands, “It makes sense that Tony would get blackout drunk, hell! He probably does every weekend, but when did you?” He asks, looking over at Wanda curiously.

“After Pietro.” Wanda replies quietly as she looks down at her lap. Natasha rubs her back comfortingly as Peter looks across the table at Tony and silently asks him what’s they’re talking about. Tony mouths back ‘I’ll explain later’

“Should I go?” Steve asks, looking over at Wanda and Natasha, Wanda nods and give him a slightly reassuring nod, “Okay, never have I ever had a crush on a teacher.” He says with a grin before glancing at Sam and trying not to laugh.

“I feel like this game is just an excuse to expose things that people have said in strict confidence.” Sam says as he puts down one of his fingers and pouts.

Wanda, Bruce and Peter also put down a finger.

“Who?” Natasha asks, trying to not look two discussed by the idea of her friends being into their adult teachers.

“Ms. Cho. I was in love with her last year.” Sam replies.

“Freshman year I had crush on Ms. Hill.” Bruce admits.

“I had a crush on Ms. Friday, the french teacher.” Peter says.

“My philosophy teacher is cute.” Wanda offers.

“Mr. Jarvis? You have a crush on Mr. Jarvis?” Tony says, straighting up as he looks across the table at her.

“I should not have said that.” Wanda mutters, immediately realizing her mistake.

“You really shouldn’t have.” Tony replies.

“Anyway, Clint, it’s your turn.” Natasha says, cutting Tony’s teasing off.

“Never have I ever kissed my best friend.” Clint replies with a grin.

“You mean you’ve never kissed Nat? Aren’t you dating?”

“No...ew.”

Wanda, Steve, Tony and Bruce put down a finger.

“My life is just so exciting compared everyone else’s, this isn’t fair.” Tony complains when he realizes that he’s out of fingers.

“Cmon Tony, don’t be a sore loser about this,” Steve says with a chuckle as he stands up and walks over to Tony and pats him on the back, “But I better head out, does anyone need a ride home?” He asks as he scans the room. Everyone else declines the offer leaving Steve’s glance lingering on Wanda.

“That’s okay, I can walk home,” Wanda says with a dismissive wave of her hand.

“Wanda, do you even know how to get home from here?” Clint asks.

“Um… I could figure it out,” Wanda says, “Really! I’m fine.”

“Just let me drive you home,” Steve says, “I’m trying to be polite.”

“I-oh, alright,” Wanda mutters as she stands up and grabs her backpack off the floor.

“See, that wasn’t so bad, now was it?” Steve says with a grin.

You, Steve, and Sam all say a chorus of goodbyes to the rest of the group before heading out. “Shotgun!” Sam shouts as he races out of Clint’s front door. Steve just rolls his eyes and Wanda tries not to giggle as Sam sprints down to the passenger seat door of Steve’s car.

“So, how are you liking it here?” Steve asks as he glances into the rearview mirror at Wanda.

“It’s alright, I appreciate that you guys have all taken me in, it really means a lot.”

“Of course, you’re a great kid, why wouldn’t we want to have you join our group?”

“Green light,” Sam mutters, “God, can you please stop driving like a grandpa? I have to get home for dinner.”

“It’s called safety, maybe you should look it up.” Steve shoots back, “Honestly, I’m surprised you want to hang out with us.”

“What? You guys are super popular, doesn’t everyone want to hang out with you?”

“I don’t know if we’re popular, we’ve just got enough scary football players and freaky genius kids that no one wants to cross us.”

“But aren’t football players, partiers, and rich kids the groups that are usually are popular? Aren’t those the three groups that make up your friends group?”

“I don’t know man, but you’ve met everyone, they’re not exactly cool, I’m the only cool one.” Sam interjects.

Steve pulls up in front of a small house with pale blue siding and a brown door and Sam hops out.

“Thanks man,” He says to Steve before looking in the backseat at Wanda, “See you tomorrow.”

“Alright, you can come sit up here if you want,” Steve says as he turns around to look at Wanda while Sam goes into his house.

“What, you don’t want to pretend to be my chauffeur?” Wanda asks mockingly as she hops out and gets into the front seat.

“Where do you live?” Steve asks.

“On 7th, it’s about 5 blocks down the street from school. 17th Street and Main.” Wanda replies.

“Aye aye, captain,” He replies as he pulls away from the curb, heading in that direction.

“I really did mean what I said earlier, I know I was a bit skeptical about the fact that you guys took me in, but I’m glad that you did, it makes all of this...a lot easier.” Wanda says after a moment.

“I think you’re a good fit for us, sure, you’ve got your baggage, but we all do, it’s nice to have people that you can talk to about that kind of stuff.”

“I don’t know if I’m quite ready to talk about it.” Wanda replies with chuckle.

“You sure? I’m always here if you need someone.”

“Maybe someday.” Wanda replies, staring out the window at the houses as they pass by them.

“Thanks for driving me home,” Wanda says as she turns to Steve.

Steve grins, “Any time. I’ll see you tomorrow at school.”

“See you!” Wanda calls out as she hops out of Steve’s car and start up her family’s front walkway.

As she entered the house she could feel the high of being around her new friends slowly dissipates thrust back into the real world - her reality. The kitchen table was covered in Pietro’s clothes. Wanda watched as her mom painstakingly sorted through it.

“What are you doing?” Wanda asks, quietly, from the doorway.

“It’s time,” Her mother replies as she looks up at her, “Would you like to help me? I think a lot of this stuff can be donated.”

“I can’t-no.” Wanda states before walking away and quickly running up to her bedroom and closing the door behind her. Her mom doesn’t follow her, Wanda knows she won’t, she knows it’s too hard.

Wanda sat on her bed for the rest of the night. She knew she needed to go down stairs and talk to her mom. Or at least join her parents for dinner, but they didn’t push her so she stayed in her room and tried to do homework (which meant just sitting at her desk with all of her books propped open around her while she just stared at the wall).

Eventually Wanda gave up on the potential of ever getting any homework done and just got into bed, where she tossed and turned for the rest of the night, unable to relax herself and drift off.

She fell down a pit of self-loathing as she attempted to sleep for how disrespectful it was to Pietro’s memory for her to have immediately found friends and to spend an afternoon with them where she barely thought about her twin.

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‘Are You The One?’ Recap: So It Begins

Jambo, morons! Welcome back to another riveting season of where the success rate is similar to the cast members combined IQs: practically non-existent. But hey, were Americans. We love shit that is destined to failwhether its reality shows or President-elects. Its our cross to bear.

ANNNNYWAYS. So MTV had a hard job to do: top the group of idiots that made up season 4. And thankfully for you, but mostly for me, they did just that. Shoutout to you MTV, you da real MVP.

Also, as many of you know, I tend to feature quotes from my loveable, yet incredibly cruel mother in these recaps. You think Im bad? She once called a woman in Starbucks a psycho bitch because she took the last of the skinny vanilla mix. True story. DM me for details. Lets begin now.

This season MTV really went for #culture and decided to have the show in the Dominican Republic. Even reality shows get island fever, I guess. I mean, you can really only throw so many group orgys/luaus so many times on one show.

Ryan Devlin, the host who you feel bad for like 99% of the time, meets up with the cast and is like you guys all suck at and theyve all been trained to say relationships. Of course they all forget their one fucking line and just sound like they are saying random shit.

RYAN: You guys suck at CASTMATE 1: Relationships! CASTMATE 2: Tomato! CASTMATE 3: Unicorn piss! CASTMATE 4: 9/11 was a hoax!

We meet Tyranny (Mom Quote: IS HER NAME TRANNY!?! theyre so cute when they are mildly offensive) says that all of her boyfriends have either cheated on her or knocked other girls up. In the words of Donald Trump: Sad! Very Unfair!

Theres Jaylan who used to be a loser, hit the gym, now gets pussy. Male Laney Boggs. Tale as old as time. Moving on.

Taylor: hottest girl on the show easily, talks about how her dad would kill some of the men she has dated, low-key concerned for her safety and the safety of others.

Theres Joey, the povo as fuck part-time garbage man who spent his last remaining dollars on a gaudy watch. Obviously a very smart investor. Didnt know sent kids on scholarship. Im just happy hes honest about being a garbage man and doesnt try and be like Im a sanitation assistant. Not that any of them know what sanitation means.

Joey is def hot though10/10 would bang, just to get hook up with blue collar worker off my bucket list.

REAL PICTURE OF JOEY:

THE FIRST DATE RULES

Ryan explains about how they do comprehensive interviews and questionnaires to develop and algorithm that eventually finds their match. You know poor Joey didnt know what was happening after comprehensive.

This season, theres another twist: there are 11 guys and 11 girls, but they only get ten chances. Obviously MTV was giving away too much money with this show, so they made more couples. What? Youre thinking it.

For the first date, MTV acted like a bunch of fucking narcs and sent bios to the contestants’ parents so mom and dad can pick who they think is a match. Everyone is like, Mom dont fuck this up for me.

My mom: If you were ever on this show I would literally never acknowledge you again. (Fair enough.)

Joeys mom picks Carolina, whos like okay cool, whatever. She doesnt know hes a garbage man yet, so give her a break.

Hannah’swho is from my hometown, hey girlfamily picks Oswaldo, a self-described horny genius. Welp, I think a line like that means its time for a shot. Brb.

Anyway, Hannah is like I would rather eat my own spleen then date Oswaldo. (paraphrase)

Giannas mom chose Hayden and they start hugging and are like . Fucking spare me. The other fucking losers have to send these couples to the truth booth after their date.

BACK TO THE HOUSE

The castmates get to their dungeon for the next few months and drinks are flowing and shirts are off. I remember my first sip of alcohol.

Cassandra is drunk and is wanting to touch everyones face. She like Im so flirty when Im drunk which is a weird way of saying Im a hoe.

Its Mikes birthday today. Hes like its my birthday so someone fuck me. *plays Birthday Sex* *stares aggressively at all the women*

Mike describes himself as a typical Staten Island boy. His hobbies include moisturizing, mispronouncing half the English language and fapping off to girls who look like Snooki.

Ozzy is a local, so you know he is dirty as fuck. Kathryn goes to Florida State, you know shes hot as fuck, but also borderline brain-dead.

Shes like I WANT TO BE A TEACHER! and its like, sure ya do sweetie, and I want to be a fucking astronaut. Stick to what you know and continue being a TFM girl.

Ozzy and Kathryn both want to be teachers. Snoreeeeee. Shes already like Im in lovewell folks, weve met the stage-5 clinger for the season.

Michael the douchebagnot be confused with Mike, the little man from Staten Islandis laying it on THICK to Taylor and she is not having it. Taylor has officially become my favorite on the show so far.

MICHAEL:Hey pretty lady TAYLOR:Ew seriously? Girls with asses like mine do not talk to guys with faces like yours.

Shes like youre so full of shit and Im like SAY IT LOUDER FOR THE PEOPLE IN THE BACK, TAYLOR.

Hayden and Gianna are talking about how they both have dogs and both like corn and other pretty basic shit and decide theyre going to be together forever.

GIANNA: I breathe air HAYDEN: No way, I breathe air!!!

They both have the flyover state bond, with Hayden being from Indiana and Gianna being from Ohio. Its always cute to see two people from middle America bond and discuss the fact that they fucked the rest of us over. True love.

Everyone is like Hayden and Gianna are a match, even though theyve all known each other for 3 seconds.

Joey the trash man is telling people that hes going to be a carpenter, much like a 3rd grader would say Mommy, Im going to be a superhero! Shannon brings me the biggest laugh of the night by asking him to do her carpets, clearly not knowing what a carpenter is. Shit like that makes me miss my sorority.

Ozzy is chain-smoking and being like I DONT WANT TO BE THE OLD ME. Aka, me on New Years Eve.

Kathryn and Ozzy are drunk as fuck and being flirty and going WE WANT TO HELP KIDS!!!! You stay the fuck away from my future children, Rush-Boobs and Ozzy.

Michael is talking to Gianna and starts telling a sob story about how he was chubby and he blossomed. If I had a nickel for every time I heard that one. No seriously, every fucking season they have one of these guys.

MTV CASTING: Ok we need at least one hick, one former fat dude, one ripped black guy and one oddly feminine guy. Search the fucking country.

Michael starts asking Gianna about her open-heart surgery, gets bored halfway through and just starts sucking her face. Okay. Well that escalated quickly. Quote from mom: He doesnt give a shit about her faulty heart. Hes trying to get laid. Profound.

Rush-Boobs wants to make Ozzy jealous and starts low-key hooking up with Mike. Fantastic logic, cant wait for you to educate our youth.

Then we meet Andre, who has trust issues because the girl he liked since 8th grade literally sat on his friends lap. Meanwhile, Tyrannys boyfriends are having children, but OKAY. #dramatic

Alicia is the perpetual sidepiece, aka every womans enemy.

Ozzy and Kathryn already think they are a match and Ozzy forgive Rush-Boobs for hooking up with Mike because hes a cheater too, so this is karma. Wow, how fucking zen of you.

THE DATE

Hayden dresses in camo for the date and Gianna is like You can take the boy out of Indiana, but you cant make him dress like a normal fucking human.

Its very clear Gianna is over Hayden, whereas Hayden hasnt been this excited since he attended a Donald Trump rally last summer.

GIANNA: FML HAYDEN: *excitedly whispers* Build that wall! Build that wall!

Joey just looks like a trash man, like, just in life. He has resting garbage man face.

Hannah does not like Oswaldo, its very obvious. Shes going to call her parents and demand a raise in her monthly allowance for making her suffer through this bullshit.

Gianna starts kissing Hayden and shes like Ill give him a chance. How fucking noble of you.

Carolina and Joey are talking about their parents and Joey tells her that he would never cheat on a girl and Carolina damn near creams her pants. They kiss and meanwhile the whole audience is wondering does she know hes a trash man? That dramatic irony, doe.

THE TRUTH BOOTH

ShockerHayden and Gianna to the truth booth. Michael is like WE MADE OUT LAST NIGHT but Im not jealous.

MICHAEL: Im not even mad! NARRATOR: Michael was, in fact, very mad.

Ah, but there is a truth booth twist! They can trade in truth booth and add $150,000 to their prize. But if they take the money then Hayden and Gianna can never get sent back together.

The house is torn. Im torn. Im all out of faith, this is how I feel.

*Starts Twitter poll asking people what they would do*

They decide not to take the trade, which my mom and I both agree is stupid.

And lookie here: No match. So thats done.

Michael is thrilled. My mom thinks he looks like a baby rat. Cannot un-see that.

Gianna gives a speech basically saying that she didnt feel it the whole time and everyone is like okay cool thanks for telling us, *whispers* ya fuckin bitch.

We also very quickly meet Kam, who has a rotation of men because #feminism. And Edward, who has a chest tattoo. Thats it for now.

Gianna goes to hang out with Michael and hes over it. He makes her cry, I dont really care, blah blah blah, moves on with life. Gianna and Michael are going to be the annoying couple this season. Buckle up.

MATCH CEREMONY

This season they have the blackout rule again but this time they cut the winnings in half if they blackout. Thats way harsh, Tai.

First is Kam and Eddy. Shes building up her newest rotation.

Taylor picks Tyler, who is hot. Wait what? Why did they not introduce the hot guy? What is this fuckery, MTV? They also sound like they could be identical twins.

Kari, dont know her yet so whatever, picks little man Mike.

Casandra picks Kaylen.

Caroline picks Joey.

Tyranny and Oswaldo. Can I just call you Tee? Im going to call you Tee, because Im one letter away from being low-key fucked up.

Giannas dumb ass is up and shes like I HAVE A GREAT CONNECTION WITH MICHAEL so obviously shes going to pick Ozzy.

Tee and Alicia are pissed and threatening to curb stomp this bitch. Fuck yes, this is what I signed up for. Gianna is like Leave me alone everyone, Im proving this to Michael! Literally all you proved was that youre crazy AND stupid.

Hannah picks Michael.

Alicia picks Andre.

Rush-Boobs picks Derek, who is also hot as fuck. Also, Rush-Boobs laugh reminds me of Kitty from. I know. Its all you can think about now.

Shannon, who btw really needs her carpets cleaned, picks Hayden.

Well this is excitingthey get two matches. Not bad for week one. They dont make me want to kill myselfyet.

Ryan gives the follow your heart speech that we hear every fucking episode and the cast goes back to the house to turn the fuck up.

So far, off to an interesting start. Gotta say, good-looking cast this season. Dumb as rocks, but good-looking. Come back next week to see what other shit I can talk about my peers who are doing far worse than I am. Peace, bitches.

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