Blue Royalty: New Blood


Eryx raised a brow, “But what reason would I have to want to be stuck with you?” He tilted his head so he could stare at her, his voice was still low and deep and lacking emotions. “And if you don’t appreciate the attitude, that’s fine, cause I don’t appreciate your accusations but here we are.” Eryx tried again to open the door but to no vial, it was locked and he had nothing to open it with and he could not use himself because one he would just break down the door and he couldn’t. He checked his pockets ready to call Cleo but as the plot or kristi intends it but it wasn’t there. He then remembered he left his phone in his room so it could be charged, yeah he was fcked.

He ran a finger through his thick black hair, he never expected a day would come that he would be stuck in a room with one of his one night stands. He was feeling overwhelming hot from wearing a hoodie in a room with a heater- it was winter so of course they would make the rooms warm but Eryx wished they had not today, especially if he had to be confined to a room with no fresh air. He tugged at his shirt, as he pulled it off himself, revealing his well toned physique covered with scars from last night.

"Fine. What’s there to say though?”

“Not much,” Eryx admitted, “But I am quite bored, we don’t know how long we will stay here and whatever.” It would be better if they just had gone their separate ways, forget all this happened and move, and Eryx did want to do that but now there was no choice. Especially, since he did not want to bore himself waiting for the door to open, and he did not want to have ‘small’ talk with Hera to pass time so the only other option was to talk about what happened. Sure, there was the option of sleeping but Eryx was putting that on a hold depending on the time he was going to be stuck here. All he could do was hope it would not be too long, “First of all, that was obviously a drunk mistake, nothing more nothing less. I was not in my right mind and you weren’t either, so let’s just chalk it up as bad judgement and move on. The rest will forget about what happened between us after all, you weren’t too bad but everything has an end.”


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Leon’s heart hurt as he listened to Persie’s rant. She was right. She was wrong about one thing though, he didn’t hate her. No matter how f-cked up things got between them, he could never get himself to genuinely hate her. “Persie…” He wasn’t sure how to continue. Would she believe him if he told her that his appearance of being put together was all a lie? “I get it. I look like I always have my life together because that’s what I want people to think. Being told at 13 that I had to ‘stay strong’ for my mom and sister because I was the 'man of the house now’ made me believe that I shouldn’t let anyone see me be vulnerable because that made me weak. So I hide whenever it gets bad and I can’t hold myself together anymore.” He explained to her, looking back up at her. “I don’t know what I’m doing half the time. I’m just making stuff up as I go along. I’m helping you because it’s the least I can do after putting you in this situation but Persephone, comparing our mental health issues is just going to make you feel worse. My depression and your mania are different and we respond to them in different ways. That’s not necessarily a bad thing.”

When she told him she needed a hug, he nodded and he wrapped his arms around her, holding her tight. “Even if we barely tolerate each other, I’m here for you, Persie.” He reassured her. Romance might not have been in the cards for him and Persephone but she had become someone he considered a friend. The more time he spent with her, the more he realized that she didn’t have much of a support system. He had his friends and his sister, even his mom now but from what he’d seen, all Persie had was Hera. “I will always be here for you.”


“Found a friend?” Leon repeated, smirking and raising an eyebrow. He had already started to fill in the blanks and knew that he definitely needed to find out more about this ‘friend’ later. “That sounds like a plan though. I take it you don’t have much with you?” He asked, turning his attention back to Atlas, who shook his head.

“No. I have a backpack but it just has my phone, wallet, keys and a water bottle.”

“Okay. You can borrow some of my clothes. I’m sure I can find something that isn’t way too big on you.” Leon offered. He couldn’t offer him a room but he could still help him in other ways. “While I do that, Persie, do you want to take Atlas to your room?” He suggested to her, feeling that the sooner Atlas was behind a closed door, the better.


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His second dare was to send a naughty text to one of his teachers and he did that, he sent it to one of his creepy teachers who he was sure had a thing for most of her students. At least she was hot- anyways the next dare was not as easy as the first nor second.

kiss the ex you wronged the most

Was the dare and it was from Clara, the way she phrased it made it looked like she knew he had wronged almost all of his exes but she believed that she might have been the worst- she was right of course and that made Adonis freeze.

Taking a deep breath, Adonis looked around the room at the expectant faces of his friends. They were all waiting for him to follow through with the dare. Clara’s eyes bore into his, challenging him. Adonis did not want to fight with Clara anymore, or ever again, he wanted to move on and go on with his life, so he looked back at the drink in his hand. Drink or dare was the game- he could just drink, but a mixture of pride and regret would not let that happen. He was sorry- really, but it was not his fault Clara did not believe him when he told her the truth-ok maybe it was his fault, he had betrayed her trust and he knew that, she had a reason for not believing him but he had gave her a list of proof- proof he knew Clara would not look for.

He had no one to blame but himself really, he was selfish, a selfish idiot. Swallowing his nervousness, Adonis stood up, feeling the eyes of his friends on him. He walked towards the corner of the room where she stood, the ex he had wronged. He kissed her forehead quickly- a mere 3 seconds and pulled away. “There. Dare completed,”


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This man was too attractive to be showing all this disrespect. Really, it seemed like kind of a let down because you’d think a guy who probably pulled enough girls to learn how to f^ck like an eastern european pr0st!tute would have to be a decent person in order to pull said girls. He kind of acted like a wattpad bad boy, which was really cringey. Like, let them guess, you have a secret soft side that only one girl can see? You’re not francisco lachowski and im not y/n stupid. But it was also kind of fascinating, like his intrigue was something that was too good to exist outside of fiction. “Why would I know? I just met you. Your intentions could be anything.” Hera clarified, thinking it would have been nice for him to take into consideration that there’s some creepy guys out there. Personally, Hera didn’t have to deal with too many, since they were kind of a particular taste for men, but their position stood firm.

“That’s fair.” Hera agreed with him, letting the guy join him on the bed. “F^ck, I just realized I slept in last night’s make up, does it look bad?” They asked, genuinely looking for advice. They had not yet turned to look in the mirror… but it didn’t really sound like the best idea considering the flashbacks that were already threatening to come back. Little did they know, said makeup looked way worse than she had fathomed. H would probably feel even more dysphoric and appalled if she rarely wore makeup, if they had worn it to look pretty. But the truth was that Hera never understood why people avoid makeup when they want to come off more masculine. And frankly, it was kind of gross to think that looking after your appearance should just be a thing for girls. Being hot doesn’t have a gender.

Eryx set all of his new boundaries and expectations flat on the table, all exactly the same as Hera’s. They only had a few comments left to make. “Yeah. We both know Blue Royalty doesn’t forget sh^t, but I mean it’s not like they have any secrets of ours to expose. A lot of last night was… very public.” Hera’s relationship with Blue Royalty was a bit complicated, for one, she wanted to win so that they could earn a bigger reputation in the real world, but all they needed for that was points. Being liked by a bunch of high schoolers was the least of their concern, they just did the tasks and left it at that.

Wait, did the mafia millionaire step brother professor sugar daddy enemy to lover guy just call them not bad in bed? They were kind of flattered considering the fact that he had previously been so rude. Maybe that was part of his whole charade, either way they thought it was nice. Not endearing or anything, but they appreciated it. “And thanks,” Hera added to their reply. “You were alright.” They said, wanting to tell the truth but also not be too nice. After all, they still didn’t really trust the man. And he had a weird vibe about him, they just couldn’t tell what it was.

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Even for being as long as it was, the plane ride was great in Sophie’s opinion. At least… once Matty swapped seats with her and she didn’t have to sit next to Zek anymore. She was happy to sit next to just her… friend? The guy she enjoyed being around? The guy she had a bit, maybe more than a bit, of a crush on… Matty. She was happy to be sitting next to Matty.

They spent the time happily talking, first about jumping jacks, and what they were called in France, like Jumping Jacques in Sophie’s opinion, with the best imitation of a French accent she could manage. The conversation went on for a while over many different topics that others may consider silly, it was fun and enjoyable to her. Eventually there came a point when Sophie found herself asleep with Matty’s shoulder as her personal pillow, and his head against hers. Peaceful and safe.

After some time, they arrived at the ski resort in France, where she ended up sharing a room with her good friend Amie. It would be fun like a sleepover. It was after they got set in their room that Phoebe decided to drag Amie, and by extension Sophie, outside into the snow. Sophie absolutely loved the snow. It was like a full winter wonderland outside. While skiing wasn’t necessarily going to be a specialty of hers, she would gladly take the chance she loved the chance to make snow angels, and build snowmen.

Later on, a group gathered to play a game. Sophie wasn’t necessarily sure about participating, but she decided to join in for at least a little bit. After all, her friends were all there, and Matty too. Dare or Drink. Sophie didn’t exactly like the idea of taking part in a drinking game, as she wasn’t interested in actually drinking herself, but at least she could be with her friends and sit next to Matty.

Some of the dares were more extreme than Sophie was necessarily a fan of, but she still didn’t expect the question that came when the dare turned to her, from Zek. She brought her gaze from the floor, pulling her knees in closer to her chest, only to meet Zek’s eyes for just a moment when he told her to tell everyone about Dante. She didn’t talk much about him, and if someone didn’t know they would think she was an only child, but Dante was her brother. It was true that her parents didn’t have any children together, but they adopted her together, and Dante was her mother’s son from a previous relationship gone wrong. From the moment Sophie was adopted, he was her big brother. A year older, the same age as some of her classmates, even though he was homeschooled instead of being there with everyone else like Sophie. “Dante was… is my older brother…” she paused. He was gone, but there was still a part of Sophie hoping that he was still out there, that he would come back. “He went missing a few years ago… and… they… they think he’s dead… they never found a body…”

Dante was presumed dead, her mother waiting to hear news of his body, both relieved and crushed after an unidentifiable body was tested to not be a genetic match to her. Sophie knew her mother just wanted to know what happened to her son, to have closure if he truly was gone. Sophie, despite even watching her mother lose hope Dante was alive, hoped that one day she would see him again, safe and sound.

With the question answered, she was ready to pull her head down into her knees and forget the game going on around her, when she looked to her phone with a suggestion of the next dare to give. It seemed innocent enough, so she saw no reason to not turn to Florence and ask where her and Katie work and the game continued on around her.


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@astxrism - Zek, Phoebe, Katie
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"Yes your right, I normally get drunk and sleep with a random person from my school and then lock the doors so I can k!ll them and feast on their blood. " Eryx said rolling his eyes, “You do know that these doors aren’t soundproof? So if I did try to do anything, people will hear.” He would also have told her that no you did not just meet me, we have been to the same school since freshmen year- but to be fair, he didn’t even remember she existed until now with the whole Ari thing, so technically they did just meet, this was probably their first interaction with each other, unless he was forgetting something? Moreover, if Eryx was not frustrated at being locked in here when he just wanted to go and take a bath, call his family back home and eat a nice meal- he would have been more like, ‘i see your point but you do know this doors aren’t soundproof?’ but he was annoyed at how she made him seem like a big bad guy from Disney Heracles or a physiological horror book. If she couldn’t see that he was also trying to get out then like…

Eryx sighed. “I’m not going to do anything to you relax” Yet, he wanted to add as a joke but he had no idea how they would take it. And he was not in the mood for, ‘what you mean?’ or a cocky rebuttal, he just wanted to get out of here. He laid on the bed, eyes close when Hera opened her mouth asking if her makeup looked bad. He opened his eyes to stare at her, eyeing her up and down, then closed them back and he didn’t notice that he was smiling when he said, “It could use some work,” His tone had a playful edge to them- a contrast to his more brooding tone before, but trust he was still brooding! Just to tired to keep up the brooding behavior so let him be playful for once. “Oh, you know,” he replied, his voice low and smoldering, “a few touches here and there, a little artistic finesse… I’m sure we could turn that makeup into a masterpiece.” He used words he had heard his sister say on her friend with a little at the end, “And then, you would look less like you just got fcked hard and more like your name sake.” But maybe Hera liked getting fcked hard, she was a greek god after all, and with the greeks, a little fun time was bound to happen no? Especially if your husband was a wh@re like Zeus, luckily his parents had not named him Zeus but Hades and now he goes by Eryx.

If Eryx said he cared about blue royalty, he would be lying. Blue royalty was nothing but a joke to him, some of his friends were competing in it while Eryx couldn’t care less about it. He was an Astor, that was better of an honor than a simple ‘blue blood winner’ could give him. But he did not like how even though Eryx was not part of their little game, they still targeted him and his family with exposing secrets- like how was his personal and family business their own business? They don’t got jobs, families of their own, a life per say? Because only someone so jobless and so family-ess would ever behave the way Blue royalty did.

He chuckled when Hera said he was alright in bed, just alright, fcking bull and they know it and Eryx knew it too. Like not to brag or anything but Eryx knew what he was, and what he was, was a s*x god. I mean if you had the name Eryx/Hades and you weren’t an absolute greek god in bed, then you should just change your name to same thing basic like James or Harold. “Just alright ?” Eryx chuckled in a low, hypnotic tone, his words filled with innuendo. He sat up and slowly leaned in, his warm breath caressing her skin once again, his lips brushing against her ear. "You didn’t seem to think that when you became a moaning mess under my thumb. Never thought you would be so responsive and submissive, Hera. " His voice was husky and seductive as he spoke, . “Then again anything can happen with alcohol and a one night stand” He said before pulling away, and laying back in the bed.


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Awww. Leon’s rant was actually making her feel bad. Yes, Persie had originally wanted to out trauma him, but she’s always down for company at her pity party. It was in her emotional lil nature. He also kind of put into perspective for her that he was really just a kid. They were literally just kids, who shouldn’t have had to deal with most of these issues they had until they were well into adulthood. Would they ever get the chance to be innocent? Or would they just slip by, sitting on the playground as they watched their children enjoy the things they couldn’t remember?

“You didn’t put me in this situation, Leon.” Shuto did. Persie kept the end of that thought to herself, swallowing a lot of guilt as she realized she had pinned her anger onto Leon unfairly. He was the nearest person that she could blame, but maybe that was just because he was the only one who stayed. Did she owe him a thank you? Nah, he’s still at fault for having no pull out game but potato potato. Persie supposed that, even though his care for her wasn’t always ideal, it was some of the best she had ever gotten. The thought tasted bittersweet.

“You’re right. I shouldn’t doubt you.” Persie admitted, seeing his point pretty easily after he explained it so well. “Wait, mania? Is that what you think it is?” She wasn’t offended when she asked him, she just didn’t really know herself. “Hera said they were going to ask their therapist about bipolar disorder, but we still don’t know yet. I only got screened by a psychologist once when I was ten, but they wanted to diagnose me with dissociative identity disorder, which was just plain wrong so my social worker got me out of there pretty fast.” i love sharing persie lore randomly omg It was really interesting to hear his perspective, though, assuming he knew enough about the subject to share his opinion.

Leon hugged her and Persie couldn’t help but want to cry even more. And then he was saying all of those nice things, she really needed a friend like him. “Thank you.” She finally said it, not thinking to return the words because words were cheap. She’d show him she was there for him too. “And I’m happy for you and Yeong-Mi.” She pulled away from the hug, and smiled at him. “Congrats on being a dad.”


Persie giggled a little bit, figuring that since Leon seemed to approve of the idea, Hera was probably doing okay. And she shouldn’t worry about it. “You and I definitely have to ask them about that later.” She smirked too, then turned to Atlas to explain. “My sibling is also best friends with Leon, by the way. So we’ll have a lot to talk about when we get back to the room.” Then Leon went over the basics of Atlas’s stay with him.

“Yeah, Atlas you can come with me.” She said, letting him get his backpack and then following her down the hall to their room. She swiped the keycard in the slot and then opened the door, showing a 4 star looking suite with two beds and a mini fridge. “You can pick which bed you want, I should probably shower soon.” She said, thinking about what Persie was gonna do about the guy waiting outside her room and contemplating how she was gonna carry out her routine. “The school is also doing this dare or drink game later tonight, if you want to come with me.”

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The man assured her there was no need to be cautious. They were naturally kind of paranoid, honestly, so they did feel bad if they made him feel like he was something to be scared of or something. Was she going to apologize? No. He was still an @ss, but she could stop returning the insults at best. Hera scanned his body, seeing that he wasn’t the only person who looked a mess. The etches of their nails were scattered across his back, in little bundles in each direction. Meaning they went for more than a couple rounds, probably, but she left a mark every time. Whatever they refused to think about happening a few hours prior looked like it had been f^ckin awesome, they were kind of proud of themself for it. “I wouldn’t advise it after seeing your back.”

Eryx admitted their makeup was looking rough, and they had already kind of figured that out, but it was hard not to chuckle as she listened to his strange diction. She wanted to choke on the laugh she was holding back, probably more at him than with him, until he finished his sentence. Then they looked more like this :neutral_face:. “Is it really that bad?” They asked, slightly annoyed with themself.

He whispered in her ear obnoxiously, but she couldn’t help but notice it was actually kind of hot to have him so close, a very light touch away from repeating it all over. You know when you reunite with someone for the first time after f^cking, and suddenly their scent lingers longer? Like the attraction between you had always been a cute little fantasy, but then it becomes a story to tell? The person’s character becomes a silhouette standing over you, and you just want them so bad. That was what it felt like, unexpectedly enough. He tried pulling away, but she grabbed him by the collar before he could sink back down, holding him still as they stared at each other. “I can be good when I want to. There’s just not a lot of people who earn it. So yeah, you were alright.” She let go of his shirt, and he rested back down on the mattress as she looked away, smirking a little.

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Paige’s mind was buzzing - quite litereally. Everything was moving one pace behind what it usually did; and that meant Paige was exactly where she wanted to be on a mental drunkness level. It was the perfect amount of drunk where she didn’t have to think about her shtty home life. Well… specifically, it was the perfect amount of drunk where she didn’t have the ability to really overthink anything. And what was the point to overthinking? Exactly. There was no point. So this… this state she was in right here, it was utter perfection. And she was here with a hot girl in a closet who wanted to fck. Could Paige’s night get better? Probably not.

Sure it was dark. Sure Paige didn’t even know who she was in this room with exactly - but did she care? No, not at all. Names weren’t needed in the game of sex - and if anyone said they were, well, those were exactly the type of people Paige wanted to avoid. Ick - relationships? Disgusting. Commitment… well… perhaps it scared her on a deeper level than she would ever admit, but either way, it was a turn off for her. What was a turn on, though, was the fact that Paige had already taken her shirt off; revealing the fact that she wasn’t wearing anything underneath. Well… free the titties and all that right?

There was a smile that met Paige’s lips as she finally comprehended the girl’s words. Seven minutes in heaven? Well - that was easy. This girl would be screaming in ecstasy so loudly that every single fcking person outside knew that heaven had been reached. As the girl kissed her, Paige didn’t even wait a second to push her against the wall, and slip her tongue into her mouth - doing something she knew she was so bloody good at. No truly, ask any of the many men obsessed with her.

Pulling away, only when Paige knew the girl would be breathless; Paige looked straight into her eyes as she put two fingers in her mouth, and pulling them out soon after. “I hope, darling, that you’re ready to lose your voice” And with those words, Paige let her hands slip down the girl’s pants. Paige didn’t even make an effort to take them off… not yet at least. Instead, Paige simply slipped her hand in between the space and let her fingers do a dance they adored.

@Caticorn - I wasn’t sure what embry would be willing to do; but I was thinking time skip to them being naked on the floor of closet laughing with Paige smiling until she saw the birthmark and asking Embry for her name?

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LALALALLALALALALAL GUESS WHO WAS HIGGGGGHHHH AAAGIIINNNN. Yes, in case anyone was wondering, Matty DID sneak weed brownies to the Ski resort. Honestly, it was weird, but sometimes, Mateo felt like the only time he could really think was when he was on something. Yes yes, Matty knows what you’re thinking: and yes, his mind worked better when he was drunk… or high. Some of his best ingenious ideas occurred when he was high. Ask Elias… okay wait. We’re not friends with Elias anymore. Don’t ask Elias. Ask… um… ASK DAWG. Dawg, Matty’s new dog, knew exactly how smart Matty was when he was drunk.

DON"T LOOK AT HIM LIKE THAT. Yes, Matty knows this (this being his entire life) is on a writing forum. That was one of his ingenious ideas, that some people in the world are controlling his life like a lil puppet. And honestly, Matty was 100% okay with that. Hi people writing about him and about those around him. Do him a favor though, if he could… like just have a little make out session with the girl he likes… that would be just… fabulous.

Soooo where was he right now? No… seriously where was he? PERSON WHO’S WRITING HIS LIFE, WRITE SOFTER HE’S THINKING. Okay righhhht right, he’s in the main room because someone told him to come down and play a game. And dUH, matty adored games. All games - truly, he was killer at Monopoly. JUST TRY TO BEAT HIM. Bet you can’t.

With an excited grin, Matty ran to one particular girl; placing his hands around her eyes before muttering “Three… no four… no FIVE guesses to who I am” . He wanted to give her chances okay, don’t judge. BUT GUESS WHAT. She got it on the first try, that’s his girl. Oh wait… that’s not his girl. HEY PEOPLE READING HIS LIFE STORY, THIS IS THE GIRL HE LIKES PLEASE MAKE SOME MAGIC HAPPEN THANKS.

During the entireeeee game… okay like the first half, Mateo had laid his head on Sophie’s lap; sleeping on it as he watched the game go on. Well, that and he was distracting Sophie for most of the game too. He kept looking up at her pretty face and talking about… god knows what. Well, that was until, of course he heard his name. Last thing Matty could remember from the game, Elio and Phoebe were basically fcking in front of everyone and it got kiindndda boring soo he was talking to Sophie about what exactly downward dog was. Was THAT a sex move? One of the girls he was… well you know… said she wanted to do it while he did other stuff and okay, but he’d never heard the term until that moment. And HERE sophie was telling him it was yoga and was yoga like a yoyo? Or…

Right right; Phoebe was talking to him. Sigh

Would you ever be friends with Elio again?

Well that was a sad question. Moving his head off of Sophie’s lap, he looked at Phoebe with a telling frown. Here’s the thing… Mateo didn’t often like to be serious. He liked being aloof… he liked… not thinking too hard about life and perhaps his mind moving a million miles a minute helped with that. But remember what he said before? Being high… being drunk helped him think. He wasn’t lying… it did. And with a somber expression he moved his gaze from Phoebe to Elias… his former best friend.

The person Matty trusted more than anything. The person who knew more about him than anyone else in the world because let’s be honest, Matty’s dad was a shit show, and Mateo preferred to ignore that. Ignore his childhood… ignore everything… but those were things Elias knew.

“I think Elias is perfectly happy without me in his life.” The words came out before he could stop them, and with those, he sighed before getting up from his seat mumbling a I’m going to take a breather to Sophie before grabbing a Vodka bottle and walking outside to be alone for a second. Well… not alone exactly, he had his mind. And he had all of you… you know… readers on his life but YOU SUCK FOR DOING THIS TO HIM… but yeah… alone.

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“Yes, it’s awful.” Eryx said his eyes still close, “my brother could do better,” he added. Was he being sassier and chattier than usual? Absolutely! But see, Eryx was tired, really tired and he just wanted to leave here, take a bath, read a book, do his usual Eryx activities. Maybe if he had not pushed so hard to ‘talk’ sht out this would have not happened, he really should have been an @sshole and left straight to his room when Hera asked for her clothes back- after all didn’t she have a sister? cousin? brother? whatever, the point is she definitely had someone, and who knows she could have called Ari to help rekindle their romance or something like that. Though, the last part was definitely not going to happen or maybe they would surprise everything an it will happen again, Eryx needed some entertainment, one that did not relate to him, he had enough entertainment with this people, “What happened with you Ari,” it wasn’t his business really, he did not care to but he was curious and needed something to distract him, also i needed to give him a dialogue but we move

"alright and yet i earned your so called goodness, interesting,’ he said with a small smirk.


@raviola -
low vibration eryx post but we move

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You wanna know what the best part of the flight was? Fin switching seats to be FAARRR away from her, and honestly the girl who took it in his place was pretty sweet… okay sweet and far more open than Amie ever would have been in a first conversation. So, that was a win? possibly?.. even if Quinn was being weird once the new girl joined her. Do you want to know what the worst part was? Seeing Fin having sex in the bathroom with said girl who took his seat for a while.

Yes.

For the second time in her life, the image of Fin’s… you know… was burned into the back of her mind. On the bright side, this time it wasn’t… um… twisted and broken and it looked like it healed okay… seeing as he was using it on… you know… Lucy. Okay… switching conversations. Albeit it was a long plane ride, it wasn’t terrible once Fin left. Well… the anxiety of her college offer being uncertain was… annoying. But, honestly, her and Quinn were in a better place and she even convinced him to watch Mean girls with her - which, who would have ever thought she could do that? But look, it was her and Finch’s favorite so… Quinn had to give it a chance okay. And as repayment, she let him pick some… movie… but honestly she fell asleep half way through it and Quinn told her she “drooled” on him which she totally DID NOT. Amie’s not a drooler.

Now, hours later, they had finally arrived; though there wasn’t exactly enough time to go ski as the sun was already disappearing; so after packing, having some… adventures with Phoebe and Sophie… which wasn’t exactly appreciated because Phoebe made her go outside in a bikini for a damn photo, now everyone ended up in the main hall playing dare or drink. Though some were far more drunk then others. And Amie was not getting drunk again. Nope. She had enough drunken adventures for the year and she didn’t want more. That being said, this game was “Cerulean High” tradition… so much so that the stupid blue royalty game had made it points based which only made her internally thank herself that she didn’t join it.

For the most part, Amie was just sitting; watching the dares unfold. She was situated next to Quinn who had preemptively poured her a drink that she hadn’t touched. Anyways, back to the dares. Some of them were interesting… others… possibly went too far. Yes Phoebe, you kissing Elias’… stomach was categorized as too far in Amie’s mind. Amelia was truly just hoping that she’d be forgotten… suffice to say she wasn’t.

"Tell everyone who was on your “ask for sex” list?"

Was it a surprise that those words came from Alex himself? Ever since he had returned from his tour… everything he did towards her just made her sad. Say right now, he had a girl laying on his lap and no, that wasn’t because of a dare. For a second, her eyes navigated to her drink; wondering if she should take it. But no… she made a deal. No more drinking.

“Fine, do you really want to know?” The softest sigh left her lips before she continued. “In no… particular order. Mateo, Enrique, Julian… obviously… Raph, and then a few other people that honestly don’t matter because they were so low on the list of backups.” Yes… none of her friends were on the list. God she would never have asked Eddie… Alex was the one who caused her to go down this spiral… or part of the reasons at least. She despised Quinn at the beginning of the year. And the rest don’t really matter. Honestly, ironically Raph was the one who was first on her list… and then JP was just… there and it was easier just to blurt it out and he agreed so it just worked.

Though clearly, her answer made Alex frown as he took another drink as Amie turned towards Eddie and dared him to call his sister to get some attention off of her. Was it a good dare? No. But she didn’t care to give a “good dare”. She just… wanted the attention off of her and it did that… good enough. Well… for the most part.

The issue was, Quinn’s dare. Not only was he drinking… far too much. But also, he was making it clear to everyone that she had slept with him. And with that shot, Amie also saw Alex out from the corner of her eye take one of his own… and Phoebe… not looking too happy as her name came out of Quinn’s mouth.

Fck.

Though after reeling from the fact that her friends were staring at her, Amie did. notice another… fact. He had only taken one. Didn’t they… wait… did they not? Amelia was… sure that they had… fck. Her eyes bore a hole into the back of Quinn’s head, not even paying attention to the other names that were coming out of his mouth. She waited until he had asked someone else a dare before allowing her hand to touch his leg to get his attention.

“Did we only? Once? I thought… you know…” Was she making sense? No… was quinn drunk? Yes. But Amie was hoping he could get her question based on the small… nonsensical whispered sentences. In other words, DID THEY NOT SLEEP TOGETHER THAT NIGHT THEY WERE DRUNK IN THE HOTEL AND BASICALLY NAKED SLEEPING NEXT TO EACH OTHER. DID HE KNOW AND NOT TELL HER? Are you fcking kidding me. The only reason she slept with Quinn the second time with… JP was because there was a established “it already happened”.

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Persie reassured him that he didn’t put her in this situation but he wasn’t sure if he believed her. After all, she was carrying his child and he was the one who hadn’t been upfront about the fact that he was spoken for. She had every right to be upset with him and yet, she didn’t stay upset with him. Leon was determined to not mess things up this time.

“Wait, mania? Is that what you think it is?”

Well, that didn’t last long.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have assumed. My sister had a few manic episodes after we lost our dad and they were kind of similar to your episodes, so that’s what I figured they were.” He explained to her. She didn’t seem offended by his statement, which was good. Then she told him about something that happened when she was younger. “Okay, that was messed up but Hera might be on to something. I’m not going to tell you what to do but I think it might be worth looking into."

He smiled when she told him she was happy for him and Yeong-Mi, congratulating him on being a dad. “Thanks.” He responded with a smile. “I think you’re going to be a great mom, too.” He told her. As destructive as she can be sometimes, Persie did also have a caring side to her and he knew that she would give their child the love that they deserved.



Atlas couldn’t deny that he was very confused right now. A lot was happening really quickly but at least Leon and Persephone seemed to have some kind of plan. Or at least the beginnings of one. Either way, he knew he was safe for the night. He smiled when she told him that they’d have lots to talk about when they got back to the room. He was just grateful that they’d have something to talk about other than his situation.

He nodded when she told him he could go with her and then went to his locker to get his backpack. His hands were shaking as he turned the lock. Was he really going to do this? More importantly, was he really going home? For years, it seemed like something he could only dream about and now, it was actually within reach.

“Étienne,” Atlas jumped. He was so deep in thought that he hadn’t heard Henri enter the room. Moreover, he thought he had already gone home.

“Tu m’as fait peur.” Atlas commented, taking a few heavy breaths.

“Je m’excuse.” Henri replied, throwing up his hands in an ‘I surrender’ gesture. “Tu rentres chez toi?”

“Oui, j’y vais maintenant.” He answered. He figured that it would be better if his friends thought he was going home as per usual. That way they wouldn’t have to lie if anyone asked them any questions. “Et toi? Lisette t’attends pas?” He teased, lightly shoving him.

“Ouais, je pars maintenant.” He responded after rolling his eyes at Atlas. “À demain.”

“À demain.” He waved before taking his backpack and closing the locker, slinging his bag over his shoulder. He rejoined Persephone and followed her to her room. When she told him he could pick whichever bed he wanted, he nodded and took his backpack off before sitting down on the bed.

“That sounds like a lot of fun, actually. I’ll come for sure.” He agreed. He felt like he needed a night to feel like a normal teenager again. “Assuming he’ll come, maybe a few drinks will get Figure Skates to take the stick out of his a-s.” He quipped, chuckling. He untucked his shirt as he waited for Leon to come by with those clothes he’d offered and for Persephone to do her thing.


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Tu m’as fait peur - you scared me
Je m’excuse - sorry
Tu rentres chez toi? - Are you going home?
Oui, j’y vais maintenant - Yes, I’m going now.
Et toi? Lisette t’attends pas? - And you? Isn’t Lisette waiting for you?
Ouais, je pars maintenant - Yeah, I’m leaving now
À demain - see you tomorrow

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Hera didn’t know how old this brother was but he was definitely just saying that to be salty. That’s not what he was saying before… but it is what it is. “Yeah, okay.” Hera kind of teased, not really meaning their agreement at all, but they didn’t need any more arrogance in this room than their already was. Because they had a lot, but he seemed to be much worse.

Was he seriously going to ask what happened with their ex?? For someone so intolerant, he seemed to want her to put up with a lot of his questions. “I don’t really want to talk about it, that argument last night was more than enough.” They said honestly, did he not pick up anything from that? Especially considering that it was in front of everyone. The turh was that Hera didn’t want to talk to nor about Ari any time soon. They were a cheater, Ari probably was too (probably not as bad but yanno xd), she loved to criticize their appearance, hera loved to call her a btch. None of it was worth a mention.

Luckily, she managed to get him to be a little bit friendlier by acting flirty, which made the conversation slightly more bearable. It also made them think he was one of those guys who only spoke to women when he thought they would sleep with him. Which was kind of gross, but they guiltily related to it. I mean, they spoke to people they didn’t want to sleep with, but it wasn’t in the same way as the people they did, you know? Either way, he was strangely hot to them in that moment, so they continued their apparent pursuit. “Yeah. I’m not embarassed to tell you that whatever happened last night, I liked it.” Hera stirred from her seat and sat on their knees, fists on the mattress as they went to hover over him. “Are you?”

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Talking of his brother, Eryx wondered how he was and how Madi was. Madi and him have been separated from each other for a couple of months before, they were like two or three years apart but Arden? not so much. Arden was attached to him for reasons that can’t be explained, and Eryx was to him too- after all, he was his older brother and Eryx tended to be protective over his siblings. He hmmed, he needed a distraction from thinking about his siblings, and his family- how fcked up it actually was and how normal at the same time it seemed, so he asked Hera about Ari, well not about her but of their relationship together, curious and needing a distraction before he lost his mind from being trapped here boredly.

Hera had told him that she did not want to hear about it, the argument last night was more than enough and all that. See, Eryx knew they were arguing, he saw it but he was not listening to them or paying attention, all he heard was that someone was a dirty cheat, they both technically were cheaters and Hera had a sister. That was all he remembered and all he heard, “Come on, humor me.” He told Hera, “I didn’t hear what you guys have to say, replay it, at least so we could pass time.” He added, “How did you guys come to be, also?” Though they were birds of the feather so Eryx was not that surprised, cheater with cheater, dark haired with dark hair- though Ari was blonde now no? hated most of the same people too. They were not similar in many ways, for example Ari was a b!tch not to him but to many other people and Hera was more rebellious and angsty from what he had seen than a true b!tch, “Bargain for bargain, you tell me all those things and I will tell you one thing you want to know,”

He listened as his eyes were closed, he pretended he was not listening to them, he should be friendlier and pay more attention he knows, but Eryx was just naturally like this, Hades was meh similar but not like like this. His eyes shot open when they said they liked it- the supposed lesbian, before he playfully rolled his eyes with a smirk as he closed them back up. “Of course you did, after all I was the one who to deliver. Though, it’s better you stick with women, after all, there’s no man as good as me,” He said with his eyes opened. Was that being cocky? Maybe, sure, whatever, but it was true. There was no man with a d!ck as good as him, that was common facts and common sense and besides he could tell Hera was not naturally like that- submissive, she was more dominant and he knew that so it would be better for them to stay true to their nature. What they had was a drunken mistake after all, “You were fun,” He replied, “Left a lot of scratches on me tho.” And he liked that, it was just how was he going to explain the scratches?

Hera looked like she had more to say before he heard the click of a door, the door was opening and Ari stepped in, her eyes emotionless.


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Persie didn’t have alot of information about her birth family, but she always assumed that mental illness ran through it’s veins. The things she went through as a child also didn’t really help her case. She had the dna for it, and more than anything, she had many wounds that were too much to heal. So instead, the girl carried them above her head as a dark cloud, so no matter who she talked to, who shined the sun. To her, it was always raining. Her world was a cold storm, keeping her with a sniffly nose and a cold that people feared when they saw. They were right to, it seemed reasonable not to want to be around a person like that. It made her pity herself, too aware of her surroundings, but she was now starting to realize: In order for them to get close, she had to heal. It was the first time she was given a glimpse to the cure, and start to feel like she could breathe through her dry, stuffy throat, that suddenly didn’t feel so bad.

“It’s okay, I’ve had to assume most of my thoughts about it. So whatever you have to pitch, I’ve probably considered it. I’ve been trying to talk to Hera about it. But I also don’t want to ask them for any more help than they’ve already been giving me. I don’t want to be too much to handle.” More than I already am. Persie thought. She didn’t want to act like some stray cat needing to be nursed. That only pushed people away. Sure, that was the best description she could give of herself, but that wasn’t someone she wanted to be. So maybe, just maybe if she acted like she wasn’t, Hera would like her more.

She almost wanted to cry all over again when Leon said she’d be a good parent. “Sometimes I don’t think I can, but that’s all I want to be.” She gave him a broken smile. Leon knew better than most people how messy she could be. So what he was saying was probably a lie, but what if it wasn’t? It meant alot to Persephone that even just one person believed in her. Even more that it was him. The same guy who she thought was so mature, and had it all together. Granted, he was also the person who confessed he bs’s through most of it, but he did his job well. More than he gave himself credit for. She was flattered.


Atlas said what P assumed was probably good night to his coworkers, then followed her to the room. He agreed to go to dare or drink with her later, and she smiled until he said the whole thing about Leon. She felt a little bit excluded, even though Leon wasn’t even there. Drinking could only be done without her because you know… don’t want to give her child fetal alcohol syndrome haha… and figure skates? Persie knew she already had a lot to compete with considering the fact that they were long lost friends who used to date and knew each other for years, but she didn’t think she would start feeling it so fast.

“He means well.” She assured Atlas. “He’s just trying to help you right now.” Persie was managing to try to be nice, but she did feel a little bit off rooming with a guy speaking so flamboyantly about her baby daddy who was married to another woman. Of course, she shouldn’t feel that way about a guy who’s in the middle of being rescued right now. From a situation that made them seem to have so much in common, but she had also just met him. Consequently, Persephone was still trying to scope more about the personality of the man who introduce himself to her as Etienne, before everything changed so fast.

Was she also… defending Leon? Honestly, in those few months of knowing him, she had grown to love Leon’s discipline. Maybe it made him seem uptight, but Persie only saw exactly the person she needed to help raise her child, someone she could depend on. He had done her very very dirty in the beginning, but they were friends now, and Persie sticks up for her friends as much as she can. Even through her quiet demeanor.

She did admit, however, that she was curious about all of this history she had just found out the two had. And she also felt bad for informing Atlas about the personality of someone he had known so long, assuming he already knew that about Leon. But who knew? He definitely isn’t the same person he was three years ago, no teenager was. So she kind of wanted to find out what Atlas thought. “Figure skates?” She smiled a little, trying to be friendly so that Atlas would know she didn’t mean any harm in her questioning.

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Eryx seemed to really want to know what had happened between Hera and Ari. Nosy much? They didn’t expect him to care, but then again he probably would have left already if the two had the choice. So would they, but they supposed they should probably make the best of the situation like he said. As much as they didn’t want to admit it, he was kind of right. “Well, let me just go through the whole thing for the sake of killing time.”

“When Ari and I met, my favorite thing about her was her whole vibe to be honest. She’s a huge bitch, but I always thought it was hot. To be honest, I still did even when we broke up. I started to find her demeanor immature only when she fought my sister. Because I don’t really care if you want to pick on freshmen or some shit, but if you try to do any of that with my family, that’s where I draw the line. Then I will genuinely dislike you. But after she pushed my sister who is also pregnant? I lost my respect for her.”

“Then there’s also the fact that I was still kind of talking to my ex. It feels so typical of me, but we were still a bit of a thing to be honest. You know Daiane Meyer? She was my first love, and I was honestly really attached to her because I had never had a good relationship before her. I mean, it was toxic at times, and I dated other people before her, but those were just middle school things, and then the lady who groomed me but that’s a whole seminar in itself. I was just a whole other person before her, you know? I was in foster care with no real close people in my circle, and then I got adopted and dated her for a year and suddenly everything felt fine.”

“When I lost her, I felt like I lost myself. Everything I had built for myself, she was a part of it. And then she was gone, and I felt like I had lost all of my success. I was just Hera again. I was alone, but this time without the ‘cool’ facade, which I had lost to docility and so called love. I mean I still look like this rugged person, but I’m not the same. I think I wanted her back yes because I cared about her, but I also wanted to mean something. I dated Ari to feel good about myself, and I cheated on her because that also felt good I guess, but it didn’t fix it like I thought it would. The truth is that as infuriating as she is, she was sweet. Maybe it would have worked out if things were different, but they weren’t. So what’s there to do now?” They asked rhetorically.

Hera also began to realize they hadn’t really admitted that to anyone. When you took a really good look at their actions, the person didn’t really embody that energy they projected anymore. I mean, look at them, they just let ERYX top them like bffr. It humbled them to think they weren’t who they thought they were. But I mean, they were already so immersed into their new identity, so who could they be now? Hopefully not this, it was embarrassing. Like an apple, peeled and chewed at until you can only see its rotten core. It was smooth, and fascinating to take a good look at, but it was weak. It needed its polish back, to shine enough to stand out in the market.

“Sorry about the rant.” Hera said, not used to talking so much in any setting that wasn’t therapy. He continued to brag about his slvttiness. It was kind of an ick in general, but Hera also found it pretty funny. It was totally something they would say. “Okay, I wouldn’t say all that.” They chuckled, “But you’re up there for sure.” Their sexuality was… a debatable subject. They mostly liked women, yes, but to say they didn’t also do things with men sometimes would be a lie. Shoutout AJ, shoutout Ricky, and the list is embarrassingly a little longer so it’s probably best to just stop there. It didn’t compare to their attraction to women at all, but it was still a mystery that they had to resolve.

“You were fun too. And if I’m ever in a drunk, pansexual state again, feel free to take advantage of that.” They smirked a little. Yes, they were still mostly gay, but honestly he was good enough to be an exception. “And when the scratches look decent enough, you’re a guy, so you can say they’re a part of your stretch marks. Try to keep your shirt on before that, though. If you need to cover up hickeys I can help you with my makeup.” They shrugged, assuming they would have to do that on themselves anyway.

The door clicked and swung open. If it wasn’t the devil herself. Ari F^cking Lee. That was great, huh. Hera looked to Eryx, waiting for him to speak so she wouldn’t have to but he didn’t say a word, seeming to collect his stuff to leave. Okay, whatever, they supposed they could be the first to speak. “Is this your room?” They asked casually, not really feeling guilt in case it was. They still didn’t like her for hurting their sister.

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Seven minutes can be a long time if you’re in a dark room with someone. Well, it wasn’t like Embry was counting. She was in said dark room with a really pretty girl so she didn’t really care exactly how much time passed. Honestly, in Embry’s opinion, they had chosen the best way to spend their time in this tiny room together. Bry hadn’t been with anyone in this manner since Daiane and she now felt that she needed to just rip the bandaid off. This seemed like the perfect environment to do so.

She kissed Paige and Paige kissed her back, pushing her against the wall. It set the tone for whatever was going to happen next. Not that Embry was complaining. She melted into the kiss, wrapping her arms around the other girl’s neck. She didn’t exactly know what to expect when she had invited her to do the dare with her but anything she could have expected had been well surpassed at this point.

“I hope, darling, that you’re ready to lose your voice”

Embry’s breath hitched as she felt Paige’s fingers going further and further down. “Do your worst.” She challenged, smirking before a gasp left her lips.


“That was…wow.” Embry breathed out as she lay on the floor of the room in a rather…compromising position. She had yet to catch her breath but she loved it. It was a reminder of the ecstasy she had just experienced. “What do you say we go for round two?” She teased, reaching up to run her fingers along Paige’s face.


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Atlas nodded when Persephone told him that Leon meant well. Of course, he knew that better than anyone but he appreciated her reassuring him. “Yeah, I know.” He responded. “I guess it is nice to see that some things haven’t changed.” He added. He just hoped he was allowing himself moments of carefree happiness, something he’d lacked the first time they met. It also made him wonder what else had stayed the same since he’d left and what had changed.

One thing that seemingly hadn’t was that Leon always seemed to carry the weight of the world on his shoulders, whether it was actually his burden to bear or not. It wasn’t entirely his fault, he hadn’t been given enough reassurance that it wasn’t when he needed it but Atlas could only assume that it got tiring eventually. Maybe Persephone was helping him with that. He got the vibe that the two of them were kind of close from observing how they interacted with each other.

Atlas chuckled when the girl questioned his nickname for Leon. “Yeah. When we first met, I didn’t know Leon’s name so I tried to get his attention by calling him Figure Skates. I’d just been watching him skate and he had his skates in his hand so that was the first thing I could think of.” He explained to her. “He didn’t appreciate it very much but it did get him to tell me what his name actually was. After that, I kept calling him ‘Figure Skates’ any time I wanted to tease him or get him to relax a bit.”

Speaking of burdens, there was one that Atlas needed to let go of which he was hoping that someone other than Leon or his parents could help him with. “Persephone, do you know what Leon thought happened to me while I was here?” He asked her, looking at the ground. He wasn’t entirely sure if he was ready to hear the truth, or if she would even know it, but he had to find out eventually and he figured that it would sting less coming from someone on the outside. “It’s okay if you don’t.” He reassured her. He knew that one of Leon’s friends, either Evie, Sebastian or Adonis knew and would tell him in a heartbeat but if Persephone knew, she would hopefully be gentler.


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The Ricky that Annie knew - thought? she knew - had some bad experiences surrounding the word and concept of love. As had she, and so she understood that the word wouldn’t come lightly. And it didn’t. It never came when they were seeing each other. After it had been revealed he was playing a game, it made sense why that word never came up. Because it had never been felt. And all Annie could be was relieved she had never said it. She had made that mistake one too many times already.

Quinn had been the only person she had said it to. She tries to forget about the hopeful Annie who excitedly told her first boyfriend the awfully honest truth that she loved him. How did that turn out? We don’t need to talk about that again. Right now, sitting across from Ricky in the dare or drink… he was right. He was right to think love was dead. How was she meant to believe otherwise?

She took a subtle sigh of relief when Ricky took the bottle out of her hand and therefore chose the latter of the name of the game. Annie couldn’t hear it. Who wants to know? Who even asked that? Just as she thought the game was going to move on, and someone else was going to get a dare, Ricky started talking. Looking at Lenora. No. Annie didn’t care, she knew, this was expected, everyone knew, he faked everything to her. Why would she be surprised if he dropped someone else’s name? Why. Did. She. Care.

But then he was looking at her. As he had been for a long time during this night. But this time was slightly more significant, given what he was saying. The person he’s still in love with. Her? “What?” Annie couldn’t even hide her initial reaction. Her softened features in confusion, in being caught off guard. Logically she should assume he was lying again. To protect her feelings, she needed to assume he was lying again. He was lying again. He never said that to her before, he could only say it… in a game. Another game. That’s what all of this is.

Annie looked away, leaving no trace of the reaction she had given. Pretend she hadn’t heard. Or hadn’t cared. Or something. She just stayed looking away. She couldn’t bring herself do to anything more than that.


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