West Nottingham Academy Official RP


Baxter watched Atlas’s smirk grow bigger. Then he felt Atlas squeeze his hand back. Then Atlas said “You getting under my skin…” Baxter waited for more to be said. He watched as Atlas shrugged his shoulders before saying “It’s not bad,” Baxter was letting it sink in. Then Atlas’s eyes met Baxter’s as Atlas said “It’s just… dangerous.”

Baxter was curious how it could be dangerous. What does that even mean. Baxter could feel how true everything Atlas was saying really was. Baxter wanted to make sure Atlas was done talking before saying anything. Then Atlas talked quieter “Most people… they get close just long enough to prove why I shouldn’t have let ‘em.” Atlas paused for a moment as he brought his eyes back to meet Baxter’s as he said “You gonna be different, gymnast?” Baxter stood there letting everything Atlas said linger. Maybe he was silent for too long after.

However, Baxter just stood there not breaking the eye contact. Just letting the silence speak for a for moments. He wasn’t sure what to sat to all of this. He knew what he wanted to say. He just wasn’t sure how to put the words together. Then after what felt like forever, but was maybe two minutes Baxter finally spoke. “You will soon see that I am different then most people and more like you. Why do you call me gymnast?” He chuckled lightly while he tried to process how to say what else he wanted to say. His question was just him being curious. “I’m a football player, surfer, and well… I would say a pretty good artist. I actually make my own surfboards.”

He stood there silent for a few moments as he thought about letting some of his own walls down. For Baxter wanting to know someone meant letting them get to know you too. While Baxter was popular and a lot of people knew him… He really didn’t have many friends. For some reason he felt the need to not only get to know Atlas, but also to let him in… let him get to know the real Baxter. Not the popular football player everyone else here knew.

The jokester… Baxter wanted Atlas to see the witty and thoughtful guy underneath the mask. He was lost in his own thoughts for a few moments before he finally spoke. “Want to know the real me?” He looked deeper into Atlas’s eyes. Not piercing, but like he was allowing Atlas to see his soul. He took a deep breath before speaking. “Well… It might just scare you… I don’t usually let people get close to me either. People only know what I want them to. I can almost guarantee you that any rumor you have heard is false and made up. I’ll let you ask me anything you want, and I’ll be truthful about my answer.” He said as he still didn’t break their eye contact. He felt the magnetic pull to Atlas. He wasn’t sure why but he just felt the need to know him.


Atlas


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Liam was sitting there looking at Arya. He wasn’t sure what came over her. She put her finger on his lips and trailed it down to his chin. “Well, you definitely don’t make me tick…” He didn’t break the eye contact with her. He wanted to chuckle at her. He could make her tick if he really tried to. Then randomly, out of the blue she pressed her lips to his as she climbed into his lap. He did kiss her back. Then she started taking off her clothes. Luckily he just had a pair of black leather shorts on. He pulled her closer to him as he kissed her neck. While she said he didn’t make her tick… This sudden change in her, made him feel like he might make her tick. He helped her undo her bra. He slowly reached a hand up to fondle her breast. Placing kisses from her neck to her collarbone and done to her boob. He had no words… just actions. He did want to mess with her, but he wasn’t about to turn down whatever this was.


Arya


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Atlas


Atlas stood perfectly still, breathing slow, like he was memorizing this moment—because something about it didn’t feel real. Not in the way most fake promises and shallow conversations felt at these kinds of schools.

Baxter wasn’t bullshitting him.
He wasn’t playing a part.
He was standing there—open, real, offering trust like it actually meant something.

Atlas wasn’t used to that. Wasn’t sure what the hell to do with it, either. His fingers tightened a little more around Baxter’s hand without thinking, that slow, grounding thumb brush returning, like he needed the contact to believe this wasn’t just some illusion he’d conjured up.

At first, he didn’t say anything—because part of him didn’t trust his voice not to crack under the weight of it.

When he finally spoke, his voice was quieter, rough around the edges, but honest in a way he barely let himself be with anyone.

“You don’t scare me.”
Simple. Raw. Unflinching.

Atlas shook his head slightly, almost like he was annoyed with himself for even needing to say it out loud. His green eyes were steady and clear—not hiding, not running, not shutting down.

“You wanna show me the real you, Baxter?” he said, voice low but certain now. “Then I’m gonna show you the real me too. Fair’s fair.”

He let out a rough little breath that almost passed for a laugh—tired but genuine.

“And for the record…” he added, a faint smirk tugging back at the corner of his mouth, “I called you gymnast ‘cause the way you moved on the field… and the way you threw yourself at that dare without blinking… you don’t play it safe.” His tone dropped a little, playful but charged. “You leap first and figure out the landing later.”

Atlas tilted his head, studying Baxter with that same deep focus he reserved for the sketches that mattered most—the ones where every line had to be right because it meant something.

And then, like it was the easiest thing in the world—but they both knew it wasn’t—Atlas said:

“Ask me anything too. No bullshit. You get me, I get you.”

The difference was, Atlas never offered that. To anyone.

Not unless he meant it.
Not unless he wanted it.
And right now, standing here with Baxter?
He wanted it.


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Ro


Ro’s grin sharpened, a slow, wicked thing that didn’t quite reach his eyes—not because he wasn’t amused, but because there was something hungry coiled just underneath it now.

The second her fingers traced up his chest, he didn’t flinch, didn’t step back—he let her. Let her play her move. And when she pulled away, he caught her hand for just a second longer than necessary, fingers brushing lightly against hers like a tether he could pick up or let go.

He didn’t let it last. Just enough to make a point. Just enough to remind her who she was playing with.

“That’s dangerous talk, sweetheart," he murmured, voice low and smooth as whiskey. “You’re putting the matchbook in my hands and daring me to strike it.”

He leaned in slightly—not so close it was claustrophobic, but just enough that the rest of the gym, the chaos, the fading party, all seemed to fall away. Just them, and the charged air between them.

“Hope you like fire,” Ro added, his voice dropping into something almost lazy, almost a threat, but too laced with invitation to really be cruel.

He straightened up, stepping back just enough to offer her a crooked two-fingered salute, like a dare wrapped up in a casual goodbye.

“Last chance to run, beautiful.”
A beat. His grin widened a fraction, devilish and unrepentant.
“Or… follow me upstairs and find out just how interesting you can be.”

Without waiting to see if she would hesitate, Ro turned toward the doors that led to the stairwell, moving with that reckless, cocksure swagger of someone who expected to be followed—but wouldn’t be surprised if he was chased instead.

Because that was half the fun, wasn’t it?
Seeing if the fire burned her—or if she’d set him alight instead.


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“I don’t care what we do… As long as I’m with you.” Her smile faltered for a moment but she quickly looked away as she gathered herself. “Umm… I honestly don’t know what we should do…”


Marco



She had released his hand as soon as they made it out of the gym. “Just because I am offering to help you bandage up your hand or whatever you need… Doesn’t mean I like you… I’m just being nice.” He stayed quiet for a moment as his hand went numb. But he paid it no mind as he watched her. “I wouldn’t dare think anything else.” He yawned.


Kuri



He watched as Ash tackled TJ and throw in a few more punches. “Seriously guys?!” He rolled his eyes and walked away from them. Finding it hard to believe that their football players just didn’t get along with each other. Unable to wrap his head around the whole situation, he walked over to the bleachers and took a seat on the first empty spot he saw. Part of him even thought about going to the football coach and rat the two guys out. But he felt like they would hunt him down and give him a good beating if he did…though the thought was tempting…


TJ & Ash

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Baxter felt a new emotion that he never felt before. Standing here with Atlas was different in so many ways. He has never been this way with someone before now. He wasn’t sure why he was being this way with Atlas. The corner of Baxter’s lips curved up some when he felt Atlas’s fingers tighten around his own. It seemed silent for a while before Atlas finally spoke. “You don’t scare me.” This made Baxter happy. He knew a lot of people were scared of him due to the rumors floating around.

Then Atlas said “You wanna show me the real you, Baxter?” Baxter slowly nodded his head. His blue eyes taking in Atlas’s green eyes as he spoke. “Then I’m gonna show you the real me too. Fair’s fair.” Baxter was glad it wasn’t gonna be a one way street like most of his past. Then Atlas said “And for the record… I called you gymnast ‘cause the way you moved on the field… and the way you threw yourself at that dare without blinking… you don’t play it safe. You leap first and figure out the landing later.”

Baxter watch Atlas tilt his head as he said “Ask me anything too. No bullshit. You get me, I get you.” Baxter nodded again. He knew it wasn’t an easy thing for Atlas to say or do. Baxter looked at him curious what they could possible even ask or tell each other that the silence they shared didn’t already say.

“You know… I think sometimes… Silence says more than words.” Baxter couldn’t deny that there was a $3xu@l attraction and tension between him and Atlas, but right now in this moment… He knew that it wasn’t at the front for either of them. He knew he could put it on the backburner until Atlas was ready for things.

One thing he always told him is that he would never pressure someone into having $3x. “I’ll let you go first… What’s something you want to know the truth about, about me?” He glanced down out their hands once more. Then he gently pulled Atlas closer to him, not in a $3xu@l way. He just wanted Atlas closer.


Atlas


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Marco smiled at her. “Why don’t we go back to one of our dorms and watch a movie or just cuddle?” He asked as he smield at her,


Ayla



Kuri turned and looked at him. “I wouldn’t dare think anything else.” She stared at him. “Good… So, do you want my help? We could go to my dorm. I have a first aid kit there, or I can take you to the clinic up the road that is open late. They could do x-rays there.” She said as they were standing not far from the gym.


Scottie



Wren was sitting on the bleachers not doing anything. She had seen people come and go. She watched her brother Baxter leave with one of the triplets. She watched one of triplets leave with a girl right after the one who left with her brother got here. She even watched the other triplet leave with a tall guy. She watched two football players fight and across the gym two different footballers had fought.

This night was filled with so much. She even saw her brother streak and do a $3x position with the guy he left with. She was seeing so much. It was a lot to take in. She was in her own little world when the kid that got hit with the shoe, from the one football player, sat down beside her. She offered him a smile. “Hey, there .” She wasn’t sure what else to say.


Chris


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As they kept walking he herd Fluer say just be glad your far away. “Sure love we can get out if here. Where do you want to o though? Also are you ok my love?” He wanted to make sure his girl was ok and doing ok in general.


Since all the fighting it looked like most of the truth or dare group left. She was still by Corbin. “So wanna go get a rink from the spiked punch bowl or what do you want to do Cor?” She asked her best friend.

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Atlas let Baxter pull him closer—didn’t fight it, didn’t freeze up the way he usually would when someone tried to close that last bit of distance. His body stayed loose, steady. Trusting, even if just by inches.

That alone said more than anything he could’ve spoken.

For a few heartbeats, he just stood there with Baxter, letting the quiet settle between them, feeling the grounding weight of someone else’s presence without it turning into a threat or a demand. It was rare. Maybe too rare.

Baxter’s words echoed in his head: Silence says more than words.

Atlas’s chest rose and fell with a deep, careful breath before he lifted his gaze—those sharp green eyes softer now, like the guard he’d lived behind for years was finally, finally cracking.

“What’s something I want the truth about?” he repeated, thinking it over.

He could’ve asked anything. About the rumors. About the mask Baxter wore around the rest of the school. About the girls or the guys he was rumored to leave heartbroken in his wake.

But none of that mattered in this moment. Not really.

So Atlas asked the thing that mattered most to him. Quiet. Real.

“Why’d you really follow me up here?”

He wasn’t asking about flirting. Wasn’t asking about dares or the thrill of sneaking off in the middle of a party. His voice was too raw for that. What he wanted to know—needed to know—was whether this was a game to Baxter. Whether it was just another notch on some list of reckless decisions, or if maybe, somehow, Atlas wasn’t just another background noise kind of night.

He squeezed Baxter’s hand once, grounding them both there.

“No bullshit," Atlas said again, voice low and steady. "Just you.”

And for once in his life, Atlas wasn’t testing someone. He was hoping.


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Arya couldn’t stop. She was like a train rolling down a railroad without anything to stop it, but she didn’t care. As time went on in the little basement, more and more of her passions came out for Liam, to the point where now she was taking off his leather shorts. She stood up and began taking off her clothes that were still left, until they were strewn on the floor near them. Thankfully, there was a blanket nearby the couch, so she grabbed the blanket and sat on his lap again. She was taking full control and she was loving it.


Fleur was bored. First of all, there was nothing hot to look at since Brooks was gone with his bratty girlfriend and now Alexander was talking her ear off about the situation and how everything got crazy. He also asked her if she liked Brooks, and she quickly denied it. How dare he ask her that? It was obvious the girlfriend was just too overprotective. She jumped up from the bleachers with a sigh, wanting to do anything but sit there. She and Alexander decided to get more food, laugh at a few people acting crazy at the party, and then they left. They decided to go to the school’s basement where they would hang out sometimes with the other coven members. It was dark so there would most likely be no one else, especially since there was a party going on.

Unbeknownst to pretty much most of the school, there was a secret way to enter the basement without having to go through that tiny window. Fleur and Alexander started laughing about something they were talking about when they entered the door. Fleur was fully expecting to see absolutely no one there, so the sight on the couch made her mouth drop open. “Arya?!” They couldn’t help but laugh as she began getting off the guy and covering her chest with the blanket. She couldn’t believe what was happening. Arya of all people doing this? When was the last time she had… She looked at the guy. She knew his name. Liam Booker. Still, he was known around the school as a class clown. She and Alexander had never talked to him however so it was surprising that Arya of all people had a thing for him. Plus, he wasn’t even apart of the coven?


“Well well well, Liam Booker eh? Oooh Arya, what have you been up to?”
Alexander’s dark laugh thundered throughout the room as he sat down on one of the beanbag chairs that was right across from the couch. He took one of the cigarettes out of the pack on the table and began lighting it. Fleur couldn’t help but laugh either at Alexander’s teasing sentence. She wondered what they were going to do now.


Arya

Arya was absolutely appalled. Her body froze for a second when she saw Fleur and Alexander walk into the room. She quickly got off of Liam and began covering herself even more with the blanket. “What are you guys doing here?” She asked. She looked at Liam with an embarrassed expression on her face. She wanted to get her clothes real bad but she was practically frozen on the couch next to Liam.

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Corbin recorded all of the fights that were happening at the party on her phone. Now sitting next to Hazel on the bleachers, she was a bit distracted when Hazel asked what she wanted to do. She was distracted from sending the videos to her second cousin Charlotte who went to school all the way in Beverly Hills.

Corbin:
Look at the drama that’s happening at the party!
(Sends videos of Fleur pulling Zia’s hair and Zia fighting pushing Fleur off of Brooks)
(Sends video of TJ throwing a sneaker at Ash’s head)


NPC

Charlotte put on a second spread of lipstick on her lips when she was interrupted by a series of text messages from her second cousin Corbin, who she would sometimes see during family gatherings and cross country field trips. She was very protective of her and didn’t want her to get into any trouble. She quickly sent a text back.

Charlotte:
What the heck? Oh wow.


Charlotte thought West Nottingham was a good school but she started wondering if it really was. Corbin FaceTimed Charlotte and smiled, showing Hazel who was next to her.
“Hey Charlotte, Hazel’s right next to me.”
Charlotte said hi to Hazel and then they started gossiping about everything.


“I’m not surprised that Fleur would do something like that. It’s like she can’t even control herself around guys.”
Charlotte knew Fleur from cross country field trips and the fact that both of their parents were long time friends. They never got along though and were always competing, especially when a rumor came out that Fleur’s mom was in love with Charlotte’s dad and were getting too close to each other. Even though it wasn’t true, it just made Charlotte dislike Fleur even more. “How are you friends with Fleur Hazel? Or that’s what Corbin told me.”

When the conversation got to TJ and Ash, Charlotte couldn’t help but laugh.
“TJ used to date my friend Jessie when he was in middle school. He used to live in Beverly Hills. He probably became oh so bad after their relationship.”
Corbin said wow. The thought of living in Beverly Hills seemed so far off to her. It seemed like something that only happened in the movies. If he was in Beverly Hills why would he move somewhere else, is what she thought to herself.


Corbin

When the conversation was over and she hung up the phone, she turned to Hazel.
“isn’t Charlotte so cool? I wish I could live in Beverly Hills sometimes.”

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“A movie and cuddles do sounds fun. Let’s go.” She stood herself up and pressed her body against his as she kissed his lower lip. “Mmm…” she hummed a low note.


Marco



He leaned his head back as he weighed his options. Knowing full well the clinic wasn’t an option for him. “I would appreciate you’re help.”


Kuri



He looked over to see that he had chosen a spot that was close to another. He put on his causal charming smile. “Hello. How are you doing? Enjoying the party?”


Wren

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She had pulled her hand away from his chest. Though in the process of returning her hand back to her side, he had caught her hand in his. She raised an eyebrow, fully curious. He had her. She knew it and she felt like he knew this as well.

“That’s dangerous talk, sweetheart, you’re putting the matchbook in my hands and daring me to strike it.” He leaned in just enough that she could feel the static building up between them. “Hope you life fire.” She couldn’t help but to smirk a little at this. “Think you can handle the heat that follows?”

He had straightened back up, and taken a step back. Letting the steaming static some air. He then did a two-fingered salute, as if daring to close up this fun they were having. “Last chance to run, beautiful… Or… follow me upstairs and find out just how interesting you can be.”

She thought it over carefully as he turned without hesitation and left the gym. With the static gone, she could feel the air had turned cold, lonely without that pull there. She thought about chasing after him, but she didn’t want to admit that she was indeed the prey in this little game of theirs. But…She also didn’t want this to end.

After a moment, she decided to swallow her pride and to go after him. Making her way towards the doors that Rowan had disappeared from.

She was ready to see where the flames would go, or if he was just like a stack of lumber-can’t do anything but lay in wait.


Ro

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Zia sighed as Brooks asked her where she wanted to go. She wasn’t sure. She just wanted to be alone with him. Away from thirsty b^tches. “Yeah, I’m okay. Pulling hair is so middle school.” She said as she thought about what had just happened. Her sister should be proud of her. She walked away. “I don’t care where we go baby. I just want to be with you.” That was all she knew in this moment.


Brooks
Fleur mentioned
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Baxter couldn’t hide the smile on his face as he pulled Atlas in. The fact Atlas wasn’t pulling away was worth more then anything to Baxter. He heard the rumors of how Atlas was hard to approach. How Atlas had anger issues. Luckily Baxter doesn’t listen to the rumor mill. Baxter watched Atlas’s chest rise and fall as he would take a breath in and out. It was like Baxter could feel and see what Atlas really was like by this. Baxter could see the softness in his green eyes. Atlas at first repeated the question. It was cute when he repeated things as if he was trying to think of what to say. The question Atlas asked… Well Baxter wasn’t ready for it. “Why’d you really follow me up here?” Baxter felt Atlas squeeze his hand which helped ground him. He squeezed Atlas’s hand back.

Then Atlas followed the hand squeezes with “No bullshit, Just you.” Baxter stood there in the silence. He wanted to talk… He needed to talk, but the words wouldn’t come out. After a few moments of the silence he found his voice again. “Honestly, I came with you, because despite the rumors… I wanted to get to know you. I have seen you around school, but never really knew who you were, I mean I had heard your name, but didn’t know your name with your face. but I have seen you around school…” He paused for a moment trying to find the right words, or the right way to say the words he was thinking. “I’ve… Well… I’ve always thought you were cute. I was just nervous to talk to you before tonight.” He said as he squeezed Atlas’s hand again. Half expecting Atlas to pull away now.


Atlas



Liam watched Arya stand up as she took the rest of her clothes off after taking off his shorts. Then she climbed back on his lap. She pulled the blanket around them. He smiled as they kissed and stuff. Then in the middle of kissing and stuff she heard a voice say “Arya?!” Liam sat there in disbelief that people had walked in on what they were doing. However, he knew they musty be part of her coven whatever that was. Then another voice said “Well well well, Liam Booker eh? Oooh Arya, what have you been up to?” He tilted his head as he looked at the voices. He sighed as Arya quickly got off of him and covered herself with the blanket. Liam just sat there naked Then Arya said “What are you guys doing here?” Liam’s eyes went back and forth between them. “Yeah… That’s my name.” He said to the guy with a charming smile. He wasn’t ashamed or anything about his member being out and in the open.


Arya, Fleur, Alexander



He smiled as she spoke and stood up. They kissed and he was enjoying every minute. He looked at her “Let’s go to my room baby.” He said as he headed for the door after kissing her.


Ayla



Kuri waited for an answer. She wasn’t sure how to feel or what to think. What to expect. She braced herself for him to be mean. “I would appreciate you’re help.” She nodded her head as they started walking in the direction of her dorm. “Then follow me to my dorm.” She said as she kept going.


Scottie



Wren smiled at the guy. “I’m doing okay and you? I mean… I’ve just been sitting here since I got here.” She giggled.


Chris


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Brooks laughed at her saying that pulling hair is so middle school. “I wouldn’t know baby but I believe you when you say it is. Thank you for not fighting baby, at least one of us needs to behave tonight and we know that was not me. As for just bein with me let’s go to my room, Baxter is my roommate and he is still at the party so we have the room to ourselves for now.”


Corbin seemed out of it for a minute then she ended up facetiming someone who she ended up calling Charlotte and then tuned the phone to Hazel and told her Hazel was right next to her and Charlotte said hi to Hazel. “Hey there” She said ad waved. Then Corbin was talking about Fleur and Charlotte asked how she is friends with Fleur. “Hey I can’t control what she does and how she acts or what she says, I can only control myself. Plus with my background and past living situation I have heard and seen it all, I just let it go in one ear and out the other.”

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She nodded her head. “Let’s.” She was so ready to be away from this party and to have him all to herself in a bed. Being wrapped in his arm would make this night so much more special to her. They shared another kiss before they started walking towards the door to leave the party.


Marco



He blindly followed her to her dorm. Making sure he wasn’t walking to closely to her nor too far behind her.


Kuri



“I’m doing pretty well i suppose…” He looked out towards the crowds before looking at her again. “That honestly sounds pretty boring. How long have you been here, just…sitting?” He waited to hear her response before he got up, walked over to her and offered her his hand. “What do you say we go join this party?”


Wren

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Atlas


Atlas stood still—so still it almost hurt—like he was bracing himself for the moment Baxter would ruin it. For the moment the weight of Baxter’s honesty would turn into something sharp and cold like it always seemed to with everyone else.

But it didn’t.

Baxter’s words weren’t flashy or perfectly packaged—they were raw, a little messy, but real. And for someone like Atlas, real was rarer than oxygen.

When Baxter squeezed his hand again, Atlas didn’t pull away. Didn’t flinch.

Instead, Atlas huffed a breath, this quiet, disbelieving sound, almost like a laugh if it wasn’t so damn soft. He tilted his head slightly, studying Baxter with an expression Baxter probably hadn’t seen from him yet—something caught between fondness and something heavier he wasn’t ready to name yet.

“You were nervous to talk to me?” Atlas said finally, his mouth twitching into a crooked, almost shy smirk. “You’re the one who threw yourself at a dare in front of half the school like it was nothing… and you were nervous about me?”

He shook his head slightly like he couldn’t quite believe it, the edge of teasing back in his voice—but it was different this time. Not to keep Baxter at arm’s length. To pull him closer.

Atlas squeezed Baxter’s hand again—firm, grounding—and without really thinking about it, he shifted just half a step closer, the space between them almost gone now.

“You’re either braver than you look…” Atlas murmured, his voice low and a little rough, “…or just as reckless as I am.”

Then—so subtly Baxter might’ve missed it if he wasn’t watching—Atlas let his forehead gently bump against Baxter’s for just a heartbeat. Not a kiss. Not a tease. Just connection.

Real. Solid. Trust.

And when Atlas spoke again, his voice was barely above a whisper.

“Good. ‘Cause I’m tired of people who only want the version of me they can survive.”


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She heard Brooks laugh which made her smile. “I wouldn’t know baby but I believe you when you say it is. Thank you for not fighting baby, at least one of us needs to behave tonight and we know that was not me. As for just bein with me let’s go to my room, Baxter is my roommate and he is still at the party so we have the room to ourselves for now.” She nodded her head. “Sounds good to me hot stuff.” She said as she looked Brooks and noticed bl8d. She looked at him a little concerned. “Baby, You are bleeding. I’ll clean that up for you when we get to your room.” She had kept the butterfly band-aids in her purse at all times.


Brooks



Marco smiled as they walked hand in hand. He headed to his dorm. Once they got there, he opened the door and walked in. He figured his roommate would be at the party or somewhere with his witch friend. Upon entering the room he had noticed candles were lit. He smelled the smoke before it registered to him that Isaiah was in there. He looked over to see Isaiah in bed with a girl. “I’m sorry man. We will go elsewhere.” He said still hand in hand with Ayla.


Ayla
Isaiah - @Kbail



Kuri walked and they got to the building. She looked at Scottie. “You good back there?” She asked as she waited at the door for him to catch up. He wasn’t that far behind her.


Scottie



She smiled at the guy as he talked. He looked at her and said “That honestly sounds pretty boring. How long have you been here, just…sitting?” She giggled “I’ve only been here for maybe 10 minutes, just been watching people.” She shrugged. Then he got up and walked over to her and offered her his hand. “What do you say we go join this party?” She took his hand as she got up as well. “Sure thing. I’m Wren by the way.” She said as she got off the bleachers by taking his hand. Once she was on the gym floor with him she looked around. “Where to?”


Chris


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Baxter watched as Atlas studied him once again. He did like the way Atlas looked at him. As if trying to figure him out. Baxter usually hid himself from everyone. He wasn’t sure what it was about him, or about this moment. However, he decided to let Atlas in. Baxter felt from the first time he saw Atlas on the school property that when they finally spoke it was gonna be this way. “You were nervous to talk to me?” Atlas said as a crooked almost smirk came to his lips.

Baxter nodded his head as Atlas continued talking “You’re the one who threw yourself at a dare in front of half the school like it was nothing… and you were nervous about me?” Baxter chuckled when he brought up the dare. That was Baxter around the football guys. Atlas squeezed Baxter’s hand again, firmly this time as he took a half step closer to Baxter. The space between the two almost gone now. In this moment Baxter wanted to close the space. However, he didn’t want to push too hard too fast.

“You’re either braver than you look… …or just as reckless as I am.” Baxter was just about to speak when Atlas let his forehead gently bump Baxter’s for just a second. This had caught Baxter off guard, but he didn’t react. He just stood there and continued to watch Atlas. Then Atlas spoke just a bit above a whisper “Good. ‘Cause I’m tired of people who only want the version of me they can survive.”

Baxter took this all in before speaking. "Yes… I was nervous to talk to you. When I’m around the football guys… I’m a jokester, that’s just part of who I am on the surface… " He paused contemplating his words “See… The truth…” He swallowed hard as he stood there with Atlas. This probably made Atlas nervous or something. “The truth is… since I first saw you on campus…” He took a deep breath as he squeezed Atlas’s hand not wanting him to let go when he admit this. “I knew… I knew you were someone I wanted to meet… I also knew that you would be different the everyone else at this school… I knew you would understand me in a way nobody else could or wanted to.”

He slowly leaned in some more as well. “I knew… I knew it would be real… Something deeper than anything I have had before. That was scary… I mean it only took me a year to finally talk to you… I figured that dare was a great way to break the ice.” He chuckled at himself. He wanted to kiss Atlas so bad. However, he wanted the permission and he wasn’t quite sure if Atlas wanted it too. He just hoped he wasn’t misreading the signals and $3xu@l attraction they had with each other. Then as his head rested against Atlas’s he slowly asked, voice barely above a whisper “May I kiss you?”


Atlas


@bpalmer

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She hadn’t seen what Marco had seen and was very confused on why he was backing up and closing the door. “Everything okay Mar?” She looked at him confused.


Marco



He yawned “Yeah…Are you?” He yawned again. The taste of blood still lingered in his mouth but he ignored it as his attention was on her butt back.


Kuri



She took his hand and stood up. “Sure thing. I’m Wren by the way…Where to?” He smiled. “I’m Chris, and how well do you dance?”


Wren

@ChayChay05

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Marco heard Ayla ask if everything was okay. Once the door was shut he looked at her. “Maybe we should go to your room. ugh… My roommate is in there with a girl.” He said to her.



She waited as she wondered what was taking him so long to come into the door. “Yeah…Are you?” She glanced over her shoulder at him. She noticed he was looking at her. She turned her head back to the hall in front of her as she smiled about it. “Yeah. I mean I’ve never been so close to a fight before in my life.”


Scottie



She saw him smile back at her. “I’m Chris, and how well do you dance?” She looked at him as she said “I’m not sure… I’ve never really danced before.” She blushed.


Chris


@SotaForgotten

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