Blue Royalty: New Blood

Littlefeets · 13 July 2021 23:33

The party, Enrique, everything about their interaction that night hurt and made Sophie uncomfortable. So what if she was still the same naive girl he had known so long ago. Her hope and optimism was how she survived, and she liked being the person she was. Everything from him trying to convince her that love was a fool’s dream, to deciding to light a joint in the elevator, knowing she would hate it. The smell, the way it made her feel, she hated every part of it, and always had. Yet, it didn’t matter what she thought about it, he still did it anyway, which only showed further just how far they had come from being friends, and made her feel all the more relieved when they finally did get out of that elevator.

Two weeks had gone by as senior year began, time in which Sophie had luckily been able to steer clear of Enrique. Now, there Sophie was, her typical bubbly demeanor intact, walking to her locker where she saw a friend. Though, this friend in particular she hadn’t been around much recently. After all, its not easy to be around a friend when they’re close friends with someone you’ve been actively avoiding. “Hey Kaya. How’s it going?” Sophie said with a sweet smile as she approached the girl.

@CerealKiller - Kaya

@benitz786 - Enrique mentioned

benitz786 · 13 July 2021 23:36

Paige looked at the man alluding that she was bored out of her mind as he told her what his name really was. Appearances… from a young age, Paige was taught that appearance was everything. Her parents, time and time again, emphasized that the Pierce name had history. That she needed to respect it. Though here was her question; if the Pierce name only ever brought her pain, then why should she owe it anything? Why the fck would she ever care what people thought about her? Her parents pretended to care, her older brother and sister had left home as soon as they could. Jessica and Anna were even too busy for her. In this world, Paige truly was alone. Despite that, one lesson she did learn was that appearances mattered. And though, she didn’t necessarily follow through - in situations like this one, she knew how to manipulate an appearance to her benefit. So by showing the man, she didn’t care, she was protecting herself. She was… always protecting herself.

@Littlefeets

benitz786 · 14 July 2021 00:23

Looking between the two girls, there was something brewing in Veronica Charlotte’s mind - which usually never meant a good thing… at least not for the person at the receiving end of said brewing. So yes, this whole interaction was making Mason feel slightly on edge, and part of that was because he knew VC. He knew how her mind worked - thank you 4 years of going to the same school. He also knew how she could get - though he couldn’t blame her. This was simply a… strange situation. It all was. That being said, if there was one thing Mason ALSO knew, it was that having himself on blast under a Parker’s eyes wasn’t a good thing… especially not right now. Despite anything he was feeling inside, Mason kept a relaxed smile on his lips as he looked at the raven-haired girl. “Ahh, don’t discount me just yet, V. We both remember that English exam last year where I got a 100, and you ended up with a 98 because ‘comprehension’ wasn’t your strong suit. Memorize all you want, I’m here waiting for you to slip up Parker,” Mason added, leaving a wink at the end. It was true - the issue with photographic memory was the fact that it wasn’t synonymous with understanding content… which is exactly what would be the girl’s downfall as Mason moved up to number 1 sooner or later.

Soon, he turned his attention to the blonde - turning the tense conversation into one filled with ease as he joked to the ‘Olivia girl’ about this being a possible"hostage situation." “Really. Please let me know when you’re planning the murder - I would so love to be a part of it,” Mason said, a smile growing on his features. “Do people normally blink, Parker? I would have never known that,” he replied immediately to her statement as she followed up with the fact that Olivia was her ‘cousin.’ Banter truly was their form of communication, and honestly, he enjoyed it. Though the two weren’t necessarily close - conversations with her were never boring. “Ahh got it - Cousin and more recently, hostage. Should I be taking notes?”

An art that Mason Mitchell had learned a long time ago was the way to hold a conversation in a way to ease someone out of their thoughts. Perhaps that’s what Mason was attempting to do with VC. Still unsettled by the way she had looked at him for that brief second. He would have continued - focusing the conversation between him and Veronica though he found his eyes shifting to Olivia with her next sentiment. “I am - I’d also say I’m fairly good at the sport too, though, I guess you could come to one of my games and tell me what you think for yourself?” he offered, " And what about you Miss. Cousin…thinking about joining any sports teams? I know the cheerleaders are having tryouts coming up?"

@CerealKiller

benitz786 · 14 July 2021 02:58

Lenora Foley. That was what this was all about. Enrique’s never-ending hatred, that is. For a basic ass white chick - one wouldn’t expect this much of an uproar. The issue, however, was that particular ‘basic ass white chick’ was consequently Ricky’s girlfriend when Elio decided to fck her behind his back. Whether many would believe it or not, Ricky wasn’t always the man he was presently… the man he became. There was a time where things were different… where he was different - when he actually believed in love. Lenora Foley, well, she was the one to change that after cheating on him with Elio. The ironic thing? He trusted her. Enrique Montoya respected Lenora’s boundaries, treated her like a queen because he thought he loved her… but love… well that simply didn’t exist. All that did exist in this fcked up world pain.

So suffice to say, Enrique Montoya was never a fan of Elio’s (at least since the man screwed his ex… screw the photos they had together where both were smiling… that was a story for another time). Perhaps this was inevitable. Usually, Enrique would tolerate the man - after all, they were teammates… though recently, Ricky had been a little bit more on edge the usual. In any case, one thing led to another - and now here he was: ignoring the pain in his jaw and hand after punching Elio.

“Same team or not, I don’t fcking like you Elio. So do me a favor, fck the hell off back to whatever hole you came from, and please, take Lenora with you.”

It was honestly a given. As much as Ricky was hurt that Lenora did that to him - he actually didn’t care about her anymore. It wasn’t the person so much as it was the act that p!ssed him off. The fact that btches couldn’t be trusted. Girls only liked the men that would hurt them - hell, look at Elio and Lenora’s relationship for example. For some reason, the simple fact that nice guys finish last rang true - so Enrique became exactly who he despised years earlier. Did it matter, however? No… because who actually cared? Who cared about Enrique so much that this change in personality would matter? The answer? No one. The only person an individual could trust was themselves, and dear ol’ ricky learned that the hard way.

Enrique looked at Elio, rolling his eyes as the man continued calling him selfish. HIM. What a fcking joke. “Really? Esposito? Do you really want to talk about selfishness with me? Look in the fcking mirror. You’re the least trustworthy teammate here. How can anyone trust you when the only person you care about is yourself. When you’re not fcking Lenora, you’re sleeping with one our girls… or was that not you fcking Sophie a few weeks ago when Lenora and you were on a break… and if I remember correctly, didn’t Sophie and Jenson just break up a few days ago?”

It truly was hilarious - the fact that the team trusted the man at all. Though, Enrique found his eyes darkening ever-so-slightly when Elio called him a pu$sy in return, and truly couldn’t stop what came out of his lips next. “I might be a sh!tty person, Elio, but at least I accept that. Honestly… thank god your little brother is dead because he would have had a sh!tty role model if he was still alive… don’t you think so?”

Enrique raised his eyebrows, watching the expression on Elio’s face. Perhaps his sentiment was twofold because there was one thing Enrique did know. Perhaps Ricky was benched, but he knew if Elio started this next fight - the man would get one thing taken away that he loved more than anything… football. Benching to Enrique meant nothing, but he knew to Elio it meant a hell of a lot more. So go ahead, Elio, punch the fck away.

@Madilfill

Ouijaloveletters · 14 July 2021 03:04

The twins smiled when Xavier said they’d been getting a lot of big orders. “Hey, that’s great! The busier you are, the more money you get!” Mia said, Tyler nodding. “She’s right. That’s great. Our mom’s doing great at the vet clinic too. Some weirdo brought in a python that swallowed a golf ball. That was awesome.” “It was. I don’t understand why people are afraid of snakes. You really only need to be afraid of the venomous ones. We don’t deal with those.” Mia said.
@Caticorn - Xavier

Andi · 14 July 2021 04:06

Until the very last star became dust under her fingertips; that’s how long Charlotte Believed that Hera would plague her mind, leaving all sanity in another time and corrupting her every thought. Though, corruption did not seem like such an issue, merely a choice. A choice she was willing to indulge in.
Charlie left her dorm and entered the hall ways, watching others walk and talk and occupy themselves with meaningless conversations. Spectating wasn’t so bad. She used to thing it was the worst thing as a child, watching whilst others indulged in various activities. Perhaps, If Charlie could imagine the complexities of their lives she would have the freedom to forget hers.
Abruptly, her footsteps pulled to a stop in the middle of the hall. There, a few feet away, was Hera in all of their beauty. They were wearing a red top with black pants, come thruuu coordination. She approached Hera, quickly, grabbing her wrist and pulling them into a storage cupboard nearby, leaving no room for any rational thinking or for a simple reaction.
Charlotte pulled the door shut immediately as they both entered. It was slightly dark inside, concealing most of their Faces. She moved her mouth towards their ear and whispered.

“Did you miss me?”

@raviola

Littlefeets · 14 July 2021 06:01

Eddie gave Paige an uncertain look. “Not really.” Eddie answered in response to her questioning of his name. Eddie watched her, unsure what to think of her. No amount of observation could seem to help Eddie understand it, but there was something different he just couldn’t place about her. Eddie watched as she picked up a lens from the table, seemingly without a care as to what she was doing, which did make Eddie tense up. He didn’t want anything to get broken, though the most important object in that room was his video camera itself. Though he would’ve spoke up about it, but what she said next was certainly distracting. A red color developed in his cheeks, likely from a mixture of embarrassment, the thought of an attractive girl actually flirting with him, and some shock with the thought of her actually bringing up the idea of a threesome, when there he was as probably one of the people in the senior class with the least sexual experience. Eddie didn’t really know how to flirt, let alone how to even really respond to being flirted with. Movies can only do so much to help with knowing how it should work. At this point, he knew how to kiss, and could manage sex, but flirting… that definitely needed some work. “Filming, to make a movie.” He added when she said photography. “Again, its Eddie… and I’m not gay, or with someone.” Eddie was interested in guys too, as in he’d find himself with a crush on guys sometimes, but it was never on a physical basis. On a physical, sexual basis, he was just interested in girls. “I’m just, not really good at that stuff… its not as easy as movies make it look.”

@benitz786

astxrism · 14 July 2021 15:46

Wake up at 5 am after 3 hours of sleep and… do whatever makes him feel alive. That’s mostly how his mornings would go if he had nothing important planned for the day or if he had no school but he did. It was hard adjusting to this new routine of walking to school or, if he was lucky, catching a ride with someone. It also sucked being without a car, thank you mother… but that didn’t stop him from enjoying life as much as it was possible after everything that happened. There was also nothing left to lose so if that meant he could go and get a new tattoo at 7 am and miss some classes, he would gladly do it. What was gonna happen? He’d have his mom yell at him for not focusing on school? Wow, imagine…

In a messy room, Ezekiel grabbed the first thing he could see - a black hoodie and black shorts, appropriate for where he was going first after walking out of the room. Okay, maybe he would first go and grab some breakfast at the nearest bakery and then go get a tattoo. That seemed like the smartest thing to do, right? Yes, so that’s what he did end up doing but he didn’t go to just any bakery… he went to his favorite, the one Pestanas owned. It was near his home so he’d spend a lot of time there, making friends with the owners and other workers since he… didn’t like being at home that much. He was barely at home, really and he wanted to keep it that way so he was always trying to find entertainment somewhere else. This bakery being one of those places. ”Good morning,“ with a sweet smile he would say the moment he’d open the door. Making small talk with everyone there, making sure their day started well and that they were well. Seeing other people happy was what kept him happy.

Grabbing his usual order, he left the place and walked down the road to his buddy, a tattoo artist he met a long time ago. A friend who did all of his tattoos and with who he liked hanging out. Spending almost two hours there before making his way to C High. Just in time when the bell rang meaning the first class was over… and what did he miss? He had no idea. It’s been almost two weeks and he still had no idea what classes he had and when. Fixing his hair under the hood, he smiled at students passing by him before reaching his locker. Throwing his good old backpack in, he grabbed the schedule he kept inside and leaned against the locker next to his.

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Kristi · 14 July 2021 22:44

Morning, the period of time between midnight and moon, one other thing Luna dreaded. She sighed, stretching and off her alarm. Today was another day where she would have to deal with her step family bull, Ari’s bull and every other annoying person. Today marked the day where she would have to go to Cerlean High again. “Well, it’s been long” she thought. Yawning, Luna exited her room and went to the bathroom to take a shower but before that she checked to see if her step family was awake. They weren’t which was good, Luna didn’t trust them not to do anything when she was showering. Few minutes past and Luna was packing. She packed her favorite book ‘A pool of thoughts’ by Londrick. D Bootlicks, one of her favorite authors.

Luna carried her bag and went downstairs. He father was in his underwear making food, Luna smiled. “Morning dad” In surprise, Her father turned around, seeing it was only Luna he sighed. “You almost scared me there kiddo” Luna gave a soft chuckle, she didn’t want to make it lough enough for her step siblings and mother could hear and wake up. She preferred to have one good morning today. Jeffrey Torres her father brought a plate of bacon and eggs to her. “Eat up” he pressed a kiss to her forehead. Luna ate happily. “Good morning” A voice from above said, and Luna looked up to see Diamond in her pjs coming down. Luna groaned, she really couldn’t have one good morning. Diamond gave Luna the stink eye, which went unnoticed by their father and through gritted teeth said “Good morning, sis” Luna ignored her and stood up from her seat and walked to the door. “Wait Luna you haven’t finished your food yet” Her dad called out. Luna turned around and gave him a soft smile “I’m full” she said and walked out.

Luna walked through the hallways as she read ‘A pool of thoughts’,“In the end, nothing could cut a man deeper than words. A man could be hurt by a blade, but he’d recover? He might, but words stay here forever. As rain grows flowers, so words grow people. The way the words are said destroys people just as fire burns flowers.Consequently, I think about every word I say, I think and think, I’m immersed in a pool of thoughts thinking about every word I say to a friend, so they are never hurt by the power of words.” - Pool of thoughts (chapter 3- words) Luna took a deep breath as she arrived at the classroom. She put a bookmark in the book closing it and looked for a place to sit, she didn’t want to stay at the front. She prefered to stay in the back. Then she saw Ben sitting by himself, Luna sighed. She didn’t feel like talking to anyone right now but she didn’t want to sit in the front. Taking deep breaths she walked up to him, “I-is this seat taken?”

@Ouijaloveletters - Ben

Caticorn · 14 July 2021 23:28

“Athena. It’s been a while.”

Athena nodded in agreement. “Yeah, it has.” They responded, adjusting their backpack as it slowly slid down their shoulder, keeping their hand on top of it to make sure it says put. They knew that it had really been a while since they’d last spoken to Quinn and even longer since the last time they’d actually seen him face to face. Athena knew that it wasn’t really their business, but they’d be lying if they said that they hadn’t been the least bit concerned. “How-” They stopped mid-thought to change their question. “Why are you here?” They asked, their curiosity getting the better of them. They couldn’t help but wonder if the reason for his return to Beryl was tied to his mood, which Athena could tell wasn’t exactly pleasant.

@Littlefeets - Quinn

Ouijaloveletters · 14 July 2021 23:30

Ben walked into school, headphones blaring. He sighed, walking down the hallway and putting his books in his locker. He had math first. Why would the world do this? Math at 7:30 in the morning was evil. He slouched into the empty classroom, slipping into a seat in the back.
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About five minutes later, he heard a voice next to him. He slipped off his headphones, looking up at a girl staring at him. “The seat’s free. Luna, right?”
@Kristi - Luna

Kbail · 14 July 2021 23:45

“Wait, what?!”

“Yeah. He literally had the nerve to have his breath stink.” She shook her head at the thought of it. “It was flattering, I guess.”

“I’m feeling pretty good about the game so far. I did one of my tasks at the party, but the other one I was given is going to take a little more time.””

“I’m so proud of you for making the FIRST list of blue bloods.” She pulled her in for another near suffocation hug. “When I saw that list I was like, get it. I really wasn’t expecting to see your face up there. Was the task easy or hard?” She asked curiously.

"I couldn’t do my tasks because something glitched where I couldn’t read them. I promise I’m not lying. "

@Caticorn - Embry

Kristi · 14 July 2021 23:51

“The seat’s free. Luna, right?” Luna nodded clutching her book to her chose, “Yes, my name is Luna” she said softly as she pulled the chair opened and sat down. She opened her book and began reading again, “There will always be bad people in your life, and that’s the truth. You will always have difficulty distinguishing between the truth and the false, you’ll sit in a pool of thoughts trying hard to see the demons. No I won’t sugarcoat it by suggesting that once you cut one toxic person from your life, everything will be alright. Because no not everything will be alright.” - A pool of thoughts, Chapter 4- the truth about the world. Luna accidentally read out loud, realizing she read it at loud she turned to Ben blushing. “So for disturbing you” she turned around and began reading quietly.

Luna didn’t know what it was about books that interested her so much, ok that was a lie. She knew why she loved books so much, it was like changing realms, discovering something new and discovering oneself. Books were a person’s best friend for that reason. Luna didn’t know what will happen after she dies, but she hopes she will go to a paradise filled with books and hot chocolate. She will be with her dad too, and he will tell her stories like the old times and she will laugh. No Diamond or Jamal or Lequesha there to disturb her. But just her, dad, Eilgana and Kevin and… and her mom. God everything went downhill when she died. When she left them, but maybe in the paradise world they would meet again. They have too, “The Torres family” Luna sighed, The Torres family back again.

@Ouijaloveletters -Ben

Ouijaloveletters · 15 July 2021 00:25

Ben was just about to put his headphones on when Luna started reading. He listened quietly, intrigued. He shook his head when she apologized. “It’s fine. If it was bothering me, I’d just have put my headphones back on. It was interesting. What book is it?” He asked, interested. He doubted he’d actually read the book, but still seemed cool.
@Kristi - Luna

Madilfill · 15 July 2021 00:34

Elio’s knuckles already started to throb from hitting Enrique, but he kept it clutched at his side. He didn’t know why he let these stupid comments affect him. It’s not like Ricky had anything for Elio to be jealous of. If anything, he felt sad for him. He and his brother’s relationship were strained for some reason and Ricky couldn’t seem to let whatever that was drop, just like what happened with Lenora which was years ago now. He seemed like such an insecure guy and used his sexuality to make it seem like he had something to hold over everyone. “Same team or not, I don’t fcking like you Elio. So do me a favor, fck the hell off back to whatever hole you came from, and please, take Lenora with you.” It was like Ricky was just talking to talk. Maybe he liked the sound of his own voice. No, not a maybe that was most likely 100% true. “Really? Esposito? Do you really want to talk about selfishness with me? Look in the fcking mirror. You’re the least trustworthy teammate here.” Elio let out a laugh that those words had even came from his lips. Was this a joke? Everyone knew that when it came to the game he would be there and show up. He wouldn’t do anything to harm his teammates if it put game in jeopardy. Clearly, Enrique didn’t have that same mentality since the last play at practice proved otherwise.

“When you’re not fcking Lenora, you’re sleeping with one our girls” “Says you of all people!” Elio shot back to his comment. “You just really can’t help but sleep with the whole school can you? Are you really that lonely that you need to put your dck in anything that looks your way?” He knew Ricky’s list of girls he was gotten with was longer than most peoples and was that really something to be proud of? Yeah, Elio did have one of his own but not nearly as long and he usually didn’t sleep with the girls and that was because of Lenora. He may mess around but he can keep it in his pants unlike Enrique who couldn’t stop himself.

“Honestly… thank god your little brother is dead because he would have had a sh!tty role model if he was still alive… don’t you think so?” When those words entered Elio’s ears, he let his shoulders tensed immediately and his eyes darkened. This was a sore subject which hit Elio hard. Unknowingly, Enrique said one of the worst things he could’ve to Elio. Actually, to anyone in his family in that case. He felt blinding rage take over his entire body. It nearly consumed him. He was not able to control himself anymore. He knew he wasn’t able to swallow down his frustration this time.

“Shut,” Elio’s hand reached out and grabbed Enrique by the collar of his uniform. He felt himself shove his entire body into the existing lockers behind him. “the hell,” The metal clambered loudly as the bulky shoulder pads Elio’s opponent had on hit them. “up!” As he did so he also heard a bit of rasp of tearing from the collar of the uniform. As those four words came out of his mouth, they were ragged. Coming out with each hot breath of his.

Those who were in the locker room changing all froze and let their eyes be drawn to the commotion. “Never, ever speak of my brother again.” Elio broke the grip he had on the collar of the shift and now he grabbed Ricky’s shoulder as he tried to soccer kick his shin to knock him to the ground. Instead of just straight to the ground, he was dumped over the wooden bench, side first, to the ground. “[color= AFE1AF]You know nothing.”[/color] Elio mumbled before he clamped his jaw shut. Elio stood over him and wanted to continue but he had to hold himself back. “If I ever hear you speak of him or anyone in my life again, I won’t stop.” And he meant this. With the adrenaline in his body, he felt himself shake slightly and to get rid of this, Elio turned quickly on his heels to face the metal lockers that his fist came in contact with, though he wished it was Ricky’s face again. His knuckles were sure to be swollen and maybe even broken after that which he knew would affect his game time now.

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Kristi · 15 July 2021 00:48

“It’s fine. If it was bothering me, I’d just have put my headphones back on. It was interesting. What book is it?” He asked, Luna blushed and played with her hair, “It’s A pool of thoughts by Londrick. D Bootlicks, the latest edition actually.” Luna told him. Luna had read a lot of Londrick D. Bootlicks books, her favorite being ‘the girl in her nightmares’ about a cursed girl who keeps seeing ghost and fell in love with one of the ghost she saw. The ghost (who was named Amaya) manipulated the cursed girl (Zuriah Orleans) into giving her all that she wanted to become a human again and get revenge on those who wronged her. At the end Amaya killed Zurah and fell in love with her dead body. Weird Luna knows, but the story wasn’t really romanticizing it, more of Lima Syndrome illustration or things might not go the way you planned situation. Anyway another was ‘Maybe I am nothing’ About a boy who is lonely and abused both home and in school. He constantly feels like he is nothing, just as his attackers made him believe. The boy basically becomes darkness itself and feels no longer hurt by his attackers. After all he is nothing. Luna could related a little to Candor (the boy) she wished she could become nothing like him but oh no she couldn’t. Cutting off feelings wasn’t such a good idea for her. Then 'the color that is white" White represents coldness, isolation and disaster. Morog wears the color white and he is a ‘better than girls’ syndrome but when he wears the color blue, something changes. And then her last favorite book of his, “A pool of thoughts” the one she was reading right now.

Luna loved all his books but this were her personal favorite. “it’s a good book.” Luna said to Ben. “Y-you should try it, if you have time.”

@Ouijaloveletters - Ben

Ouijaloveletters · 15 July 2021 03:09

Ben listened to her explain the book. What type of name was that? He had a feeling that was either a really weird pen name, or that guy was bullied a lot. Probably the former. “I might read it. It’s very interesting from what I heard. I’m more into video games.” And Weed. He thought, but didn’t say out loud. “Have you ever heard of the Legend of Zelda games?”
@Kristi - Luna

CerealKiller · 15 July 2021 12:35

There were many things one could say about Amelia Grace, but smooth, confident, and… well, lucky, we’re definitely not a part of them. But luckily for her, sometimes it was cute. Just… not when it ends up in both of them slipping and falling on the floor in the middle of the school hall, one on top of the other. That, let me tell you, was even more awkward than it sounds and it already sounds awkward.

”Amie-” The shook boy found himself on the floor, the girl on top of him all flustered and mumbling about random things like assignments and clothes. It was a weird situation, but clearly it was weirder for her and bothered her more than it bothered him, and she seemed to be quite unlucky with getting out of it so JP felt like it was kind of something he was the one who was supposed to do it, get them out of this situation and back into safety, if that made any sense.

”Miss Espinoza can wait” he said with a small chuckle
”Lets get you out of this mess” he said, pushing himself up and her as well, until they were in a sitting position which let me tell you, did not look any less… you know then the other one.

”maybe get you that walking hazard sign too” he joked at one of her previous comments
”would fit for Halloween” he said, attemptedly lightning the weird mood while trying to help them both get up without slipping again.

@benitz786 Amelia

CerealKiller · 15 July 2021 12:53

A bunch of time has passed since senior year started… like two weeks I think? Something like that. And for Kaya those two weeks were mostly just ordinary, nothing too crazy happened, spent her time coming to school or not, as well as working on her music and the album she was trying to make. but now, let’s focus on school.

Kaya made her way to school, wandering around the halls in her purple very much comfy outfit. It wasn’t exactly high end fashion trend but she didn’t care, she liked it, it worked, it was also comfortable, so who the hell cares?

But as wandering around her attention was caught by someone approaching her. That specific someone was her friend, but frankly the two haven’t really been around each other for quite a while now, but frankly Kaya couldn’t really blame her for staying away, she had her reasons. “Hey Kaya. How’s it going?” the girl asked with a sweet smile, turning Kaya’s attention towards her with a smile in return as well. ”Hey stranger” she responded with a smirk ”Long time no see” she added, resting against the lockers near them

”what have I missed in the Sophie life?” she asked, in a way of basically asking whats up but not

@Littlefeets Sophie ~~idkkkkk~~

CerealKiller · 15 July 2021 13:50

And Veronica too

Olivia stood there and listened as the other two spoke, it seemed like their relationship was mostly just banter, unless there was something more to it. She could sense a bit of tention there as well, not necessarily sexual but some kind of tension, mostly off Mason’s side. Olivia was usually less of a bold loud one, she was and always has been the kind who just stands there and listens, reads people’s tones and emotions in their eyes, face, or body language. She liked that, she found it interesting to sense what the people were feeling and showing out while doing stuff. Eventually, every person was completely different, their body language, their little ticks and things they did that were unique to them, it was sort of just fascinating.

Veronica on the other end, she was thinking, her mind was running, connecting dots and lines and it wasn’t something rare to see, but liv didn’t actually know what could happen with her thinking, she was a parker after all, but where was the limit?

Shaking her head at the boys comment on the English test, Veronica let out a breath of a chuckle as she found it funny that he used that to tell her he was gonna beat her
”That’s just called beginners luck, don’t stick to it too much, it fades away love” she told him with a sarcastic sorry for you look on her face.

The thing with Mason, or at least what it seemed like to Veronica, was that he refused to acknowledge that it wasn’t just a photographic memory, she was smarter than majority of her peers with or without a photographic memory, and she could bring him down without even sweating, while sipping champagne and living the best life. But that was what he didn’t understood.

Olivia chuckled lightly at his murder comment, letting out a small smile in return to his own
”I’ll keep you posted” she said with a subtle nod

”Very funny Mitchell” veronica shook her head
”honestly I’m kind of enjoying this cousin hostage situation, feeling a bit like Stockholm syndrome if you ask me” she added jokingly, glancing at her cousin/kidnapper

He then answered her question, confirming that he was indeed a football player, which was nice tho she never actually tried playing football before, so she didn’t know much about it.
”I’d love to, sounds fun” she said as he offered she’d come to one of the games, though vc would have probably dragged her there anyway so it’s kind of a win win if you ask me.

" And what about you Miss. Cousin…thinking about joining any sports teams? I know the cheerleaders are having tryouts coming up?"
Olivia shook her head to the question,
”I like sports, but I don’t think cheerleading is really for me” she said
”maybe something else” she shrugged. She was never the cheerleader or basic sports kind of girl, she was the kind of girl who enjoyed horseback riding and tennis, swimming and things like that, not football or soccer, but we’ll see won’t we?

”You should try out for cheer” Veronica then told mason
”i don’t think anyone would complain to seeing you jump around with blue pom-poms ” she chuckled lightly, and Olivia did too.

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