[defi4nce]

teddy wilson for jack summersㅤㅤㅤ:ㅤㅤㅤi'm thinking. i'm thinking!

ㅤㅤㅤbrows lift as the younger grabs a handful of jellybeans from the bowl to her left. crossing dangling ankles, it takes almost all self control to not laugh at the current situation.ㅤ🙶ㅤaw, babe. don't burst a blood vessel. you know what they say . . . take a break, take a kit-kat. you're not gonna get anywhere stressing that head of yours out.ㅤ🙷ㅤreaching out with a piece of candy between thumb and forefinger, they beckon @sters closer.ㅤ🙶ㅤwhat the fuck is up, anyway?ㅤ🙷

[02272]

a groan,  because she so badly wants to just close her laptop and say forget it about her assignments,  but she'd really like to have a fall back just in case things don't end up going how she wants with the whole music career thing.   so here she was,  knee deep in a college math course.   SHE WANTS TO BE AN ENGLISH TEACHER,  WHY DOES MATH EVEN MATTER?    teddy has the slightest bit of a pout as she looks towards jack.   it doesn't take long for her expression to soften slightly.   they were there for emotional support,  and to eat all the candy on her grandma's candy bar as well,  i guess.   so far the emotional support was working,  until jack is beckoning her over.

MAYBE A SMALL FIVE TO FIFTEEN MINUTE BREAK WOULDN'T BE DETRIMENTAL TO HER SOLVING THE SAME EQUATION SHE'D BEEN STUCK ON FOR THE PAST TEN.

“  all that talking about kit-kats is really making me want one,  so you better have one,  or so help me,  babe.  ”    she's closing her laptop and getting out of the dining room chair she'd been using the past couple of hours for her school work.    “  i'm still hungover and i just hate math,  ”     is all she has to say at first.   she's taking a piece of candy off the table next to jack and popping it in her mouth as well.    “  i wish that i didn't have to have a fallback and things could just go the way i want them to.   y'know,  big music career right off the bat and all the glitz and the glam with it.  ” 

[ismean-deactivated20241227]

is  the  muppet  talking  to  her?      scowl  fills  perfectly  painted  features  as  head  turns  to  look  at  the  brunette.   brow  arches  as  she  sweeps  her  gaze  over  her  curiously.   she  briefly  thinks  on  the  other's  facial  features  a  moment  before  she  remembers  who  she  is.   cady's  cousin.     ❝   i  have  class  to  get  to,  dude.  you  want  me  to  allow  you  to  speak  to  me,  you  have  to  keep  up.    ❞     she  continues  her  pace  without  so  much  as  stuttering  her  steps.  she's  always  been  good  at  lying.  this  will  be  no  different.   cady's  floating  in  the  river  somewhere  -  and  the  police  are  going  to  think  an  animal  clawed  and  bit  her  to  death.  there's  no  ability  to  trace  it  directly  to  her. 

she  wraps  manicured  fingers  around  the  strap  of  her  back  where  it  sits  on  her  shoulder. ❝   if  this  is  about  me  not  signing  up  for  the  search  party,  you're  wasting  your  time.  i  wasn't  cleared  to  run  all  over  the  fucking  city  with  my  back  the  way  it  is.     ❞  if  she  were to  help  look  for  cady  she'd  have  eyes  on  her  like  a  hawk.  and  she's  not  going  to  jail  for  it  -  she's  too  pretty  for  that.

[02272]

her expression drops and she stops walking for a moment,  trying to process what regina had just said to her without a hint of remorse.   you'd think with how close they seemed to be prior to regina's downfall and everything that she'd jump at the opportunity to help find her.   she was missing.   not dead.   why was regina just brushing this off?

BRYCE KNOWS REGINA DID SOMETHING TO HER COUSIN,  SHE JUST HAS NO WAY TO PROVE IT.   NOT WITHOUT A DEFAMATION LAWSUIT SMACKING HER IN THE PROCESS.

realizing that regina really meant KEEP UP has her running behind the blonde to catch up with her.   once they're walking at the same speed.   a speed that bryce was skeptical of because   ...   if regina's back was in such disrepair due to the accident to the point where she couldn't help with the search party,  why was she walking in a way that was making it hard for bryce to even keep up?   something just seemed off about the situation as a whole.   once bryce has a bit of a lead, she's walking backwards and eyeing regina.   eyes narrowed,    “  you know something about this and you're not telling people,  right?  ”     which was a crazy assumption for bryce to hit her with out of the gate.

but sometimes to get something out of someone,  you don't tiptoe around the question.   especially if the other person was as disingenuous as regina george was seemed.

“  like,  dude,  don't you agree that it just seems weird how,  you  ...  ”     her words start to trail off,  like she was about to accuse regina of something,  without saying much of anything.   HER GOAL WAS TO GET REGINA TO ADMIT TO ANYTHING INVOLVING HER COUSIN.   which,  so far wasn't going great.

[02272]

fully having to stop himself from laughing too much,  composing himself he's giving a shrug.   THIS WAS GONNA BE SO FUN AND ENTERTAINING FOR HIM.    “  GYATT?   i mean,  you're on the right track,  yeah.   it is a LUXURY SPORTSCAR from europe or something like that,  yes.   something that seems like it's almost otherworldly   ...   there's nothing like taking your brand new gyatt out for a drive after a long day.  ”     champ looks deep in though,  almost like he's plotting how exactly he's going to mess with this older gentleman.    “  but what about anything i just said isn't making sense to you?   it all makes perfect sense to me.  ”     a pause as an eyebrow arches,  still looking like he's deep in thought.

without eye contact he ponders,    “  perhaps,  have you considered,  that not understanding is just a SKILL ISSUE on your part,  man?  ”

cont.   |   @6err

[02272]

“  i mean,  ”     oaklee is already in the rink,  doing little spins and twirls.   just letting himself have fun with the whole experience.   by the looks of it,  you'd assume he was a figure skater and not a hockey player.   even if he was sort of built like one.   he just has the grace that would make that idea easy to believe.    “  yes and no?   there's more skill needed to keep you upright or else you will eat total and complete shit.  ”     he looks towards @downspirals who looks like he may pass out if he over thinks it all too much.    “  are you just going to stare at the ice?   i promise it's much more fun on the actual ice           we could get you one of those balance things that they give to like,  young children if that's more your speed?  ”     a pause as a grin settles on his face.    “  c'mon,  i promise i wont make fun of you too much for it if so.  ”

cont.

[02272]

INTERIOR.     inside the 'imi'ike-george house,  darcy sits at the kitchen table on her phone.   she's listening to her music with the worlds largest pair of over ear headphones.   as @ismean approaches,  darcy doesn't even realize until she's speaking directly to her.

hearing her mother speak had been a chore recently.   all she seemed to want to do was nag darcy while her siblings were off doing god knows what.   it was annoying to have to figure out what to do

so much for peaceful music listening time,   because here she comes again.   she pulls one of her headphones off of her ear as she looks at her mom expectantly.   with an eyebrow raised and a look that's entirely too janis.   it's taking everything in her to not straight up ask regina what she wants.   because that was rude or whatever.    “  i'm glad you got it down that i don't care.  ”     her eyes glance back to her phone but only to pause her music.   a sigh,    “  i can listen,  do i want to?   that's another question   ...   what?  ”     darcy inquires in a tone that seems both harsh and disinterested.

[02272]

NEW MUSE    +    darcy george  ( next-gen mean girls oc,  aff. @ismean / @alsomean )

[02272]

shoutout to @nuks for this super cute drawing of champ!! 🥺

[02272]

a deep frown settles on the features of his face           mostly because he'd just turned on the xbox not even half an hour ago and @dumpyre was already hounding him to use it,  saying her dad told her she could.   it was his xbox.   it came with him and his mom in the marriage.   as far as he was concerned,  karen wasn't entitled to it one bit.   but,            he also didn't want to upset her.   this was all so unfair.   he was definitely taking his xbox with him when he goes to college.    “  no!   c'mon,  man  ...  ”     he sighs with a disappointed laugh.   shane's eyes staying locked on the screen because he was deep into getting that victory royale,  and he couldn't exactly pause the game.    “  can't you just,  like,  go and hang out with regina or even gretchen?   ...   or something like that,  kare?  ”

[02272]

EXTERIOR.    a stormy day in evanston,  illinois brings us here,  outside of the northshore high school parking lot.   the school year has almost drawn to a close,  spring fling having come and gone   ...   and so has cady heron.

unlike her,  it wasn't like cady to just runaway from home.   or,  maybe it was like her.   she never was as close with her cousins as they were with each other.   the two of them   [  cady and emma  ]   were pen pals for years while cady was in africa.   keeping the bond and communication more alive than ever.   but bryce on the other hand,  was someone who tended to stay to herself and prioritize her sports more then be social.   unless it came to making people laugh and then she was the class clown.   but this wasn't about that,   this was about her cousin.   who was missing.

she thinks she knows who's behind cady's disappearance,  but she doesn't think she can fully prove it.   she doesn't have any leads other than a gut feeling of mistrust every time she looked at @ismean.   was it illegal to insinuate that the blonde was behind her cousin suddenly disappearing?   maybe!   but it wasn't gonna stop her from confronting her about it.

she follows behind regina to the parking lot and before she can fully get to her jeep          it was in sight at least,  and luckily,  bryce's honda accord wasn't parked too far away from that.   she probably wasn't even the most discrete about following,  but at least her car was near so she could play it off.    “  hey,  dude!   wait up!  ”     she calls out to regina,  jogging a bit to try to catch up to her.

[tellsjokes-movedbacktomulti-dea]

closed starter for: @sters ⋆.˚

          ❛❛   What the fuck...   ❜❜     Danny gapes at the cafe's menu, before squinting, placing his hands on the counter as he leans in, looking too much like a befuddled old man.     ❛❛   Y'all have way too many options, dude.   ❜❜     He mumbles, wiping his hand up and down his face. He hums in thought, before nodding, like he's made up his mind.     ❛❛   Can I get, like, I dunno... I really want a latte with some cute art people do on the Tiktok...   ❜❜     Danny grins, patting the counter in a musical rhythm as he grins boyishly.     ❛❛   Oh my god, can you do Garfield?! That would be so sick.   ❜❜     

[02272]

bryce is already slightly annoyed,  she truly doesn't get paid enough for this.   she doesn't get paid enough for half of the things she has to put up with on an almost daily basis.   people were so demanding.

but as the exchange          mostly just the other talking while bryce restocks some straws while she's waiting for him to order          goes on bryce can't help but feel at least slightly amused.    “  i'll agree with you on that,  for some reason my manager thinks that since this is a local cafe,  we should offer every type of coffee conceivable.  ”     she's now leaning across the counter matching him,    “  being so honest,  i just work here,  i also don't know the real difference between a latte and a cappuccino either.  ”

shrugging as she leans back and gets back to finishing restocking.    “  all that to say,  i don't think anyone working right now knows how to do latte art.  ”     a small pout,    “  which sucks because i want so badly to put garfield in your coffee.  ”     coffee that she may decaf given how hyper he already seems.    “  so,  a hot latte?   or are you still looking over our menu,  or ... ?  ”

[downspirals]

OPEN.

Nadine's hand already hurts, but that doesn't stop them from banging on the door as hard as they can. It's raining outside, and that has helped wash some of the blood and the dirt from their skin, but it could only do so much. They're shaking, and they can't stop. Is it from the cold, or just leftover adrenaline, finding it's way out.

When the door finally does open, they are sure they must look so small. "I'm sorry." Not the typical Nadine opener. It's actually like... the last thing they would say. "I didn't know where else to go."

[02272]

luckily,  pj was the only one home          her mom having gone to work about an hour prior          so,  the rather aggressive knocking at the door only jolted her.   it even might've scared her a bit if we were admitting things.   she would never admit it,  though.

hesitantly,  she's getting up from the couch she was sitting on,  having already paused the movie she was half paying attention to.   she's checking out the window,  given the fact that her mom decided to get a house where she couldn't even look through the peep hole because she was only 5'2".

when she sees nadine,  a pit drops in her stomach.   they look so small,  or even a bit scared ... ?   at least pj thinks so.   she really isn't the best at reading others emotions.

this has her flinging open the door and before she can speak,  they're apologizing.   a confused expression,  but she hears them out.    “  holy shit,  yeah,  okay,  come in.  ”     she's chewing the inside of her cheek before extending her hand out for nadine,  almost gesturing in a way for them to come inside as well.    “  what the fuck?  ”     she says quietly to herself.    “  ...  you?   are you okay?  ”

[ismean-deactivated20241227]

AARON SAMUELS SAID: ‘ scars ‘ to  trace  regina's  scars.

nobody's  really  seen  them.    neat  rows  of  crescent  -  shaped  indentations  in  the  fleshy  center  of  her  palms  from  digging  nails  in  until  blood  pooled.  she's  been  doing  it  more  recently.   like  most  things  about  her  -  regina's  looked  at  but  never  really  seen.   looked  at  from  a  distance  like  a  porcelain  fucking  doll  most  the  time.   but  then  there's  aaron  being  unbearably  tender  when  he  drags  a  thumb  over  them.   when  was  the  last  time  someone  showed  her  tenderness  she  allowed?   she  only  lets  it  continue  for  a  moment  before  she  yanks  her  hands  back,  slanting  her  gaze  to  her  feet.             ❝           stop.        ❞     she  doesn't  want  him  to  see  that  much  of  her.  she  doesn't  want  anyone  to  slip  under  neatly  kept  facade.  aaron  is  the  one  person  she's  allowed  to  really  see  her  before  and  how  did  that  end?  shitty.    ❝      i  don't  want  to  talk  about  it.  don't  touch  them  again.     ❞    snarls  out  the  words  with  attempted  venom,  but  there's  a  twinge  to  her  voice  she  can't  keep  out. 

[02272]

his fingers move over the marks on her hands,  he wants to ask what they're from           but he thinks he knows.   regina was someone who liked to maintain control,  which was something that he really had enjoyed about her as much as it felt suffocating sometimes.   but,  between family dinners,  family conversations,  he'd seen enough   ...   NOTICED ENOUGH,  to know where they're from.   he'd just never felt them on her skin before,  not like this.   between the home life aspect,  and her constant stress from her new   ...   LIFESTYLE,  he understands.   or at least he's trying to.

his soft touch of his fingers must've been lingering so much,  and for too long that regina had picked up on it.   he looks to her as she snaps her hand away.   he looks like a deer in headlights until he notices that regina's not exactly looking at him but more-so at her feet.    “  h-heard,  i'm   ...   SORRY,  i really didn't mean to  ...   i          ”     he manages to stammer out and puts his hands together in front of him,    “  y'know,  if you ever do want to talk   ...   about it,  ”     he offers a kind glance.    “  just know i'm here for you,  g           and holding your hand is always a plus.  ”

[regiinae]

there was a fear that sat in regina's chest , the unknown was almost more than she could handle . their parents were away on a work trip , and being that regina barely cared about college , she could skip a few days and just hand in her work online so she could housesit and be with her little sister . @flirtyis could absolutely be in the house alone , but whatever their parents said went . that was how it was in the george house . liz practically told regina to fuck off leave when she told her that she had to leave college for a few days to go back to evanstown . she was such a great girlfriend . regina caught herself thinking about liz , pacing around the house waiting for kylie to get home from school .

regina was going back and forth around the house , making everything perfect because her mother had changed things since she left for college . the george house had to be perfect to regina's standards , not anyone else's . she was in a loose jacket and leather pants that mimicked the style of cargo pants , with boots that kept clicking the tiled floors . tears were in her eyes as she thought about potentially coming out to her little sister . she thought that babysitting kylie would be the perfect time to tell her , but it definitely was not sitting well on her heart . hearing the door open , the ice queen spun around with a hand on her hip , a fake smile on her face . " ky ! guess who is home to make sure you don't throw any parties ? "

[02272]

when kylie spots the red jeep wrangler outside their house           she knows somethings up.   part of her is really excited to see her sister,  actually,  as she usually is.   but part of her is quite annoyed that she can't be trusted home alone for the weekend because of her sister's previous actions as a teen.

in reality,  kylie and her sister couldn't be more different.   at least socially.   kylie tended to stay to herself,  which was made easy by her families status in the town and her sister before her.   but,  what came with that was people being fake or uneasy around her.   it was safe to say,  she hated that aspect of being related to regina as well.

but what they did have in common outweighed everything  :    they were both the messiest of bitches who lived for a little drama and gossip           especially if they weren't at the center of it all.   at the end of the day,  the george's were just a bunch of pot-stirrers.

walking into the mansion she's greeted almost immediately by her sister.   she knew she'd find her in the house,  but it literally looked like regina was there and was waiting for her.   it made her heart ache,  because at the end of the day,  she did feel truly loved by her older sister.

a squeal as she rushes to give her older sister a hug.   there's a laugh from the younger blonde,    “  me?   throw parties?   yeah,  with what friends?  ”    she questions,  the dig she had made at herself stings more than kylie truly intended it to.   it wasn't that kylie didn't have friends,  they were just more-so   ...   acquaintances.

a pout when she pulls back from the hug,    “  do mom and dad seriously not trust me home alone?  ”     her face freezes when she meets her glassy eyes,  but only for a moment.   she doesn't comment on it,  even if she really wants to.   she just wants to make sure regina's okay like she was always so good about doing for kylie.  BUT SHE KNOWS HER SISTER,  and she doesn't know if college had changed this,  but it was usually better to not question the older blonde about her emotions.

pulling back from the hug,  she's moving to set her backpack down next to the chair she's currently sitting in to undo the laces on her shoes.   jokingly,    “  so,  what's stopping us from throwing an absolute rager?   TOGETHER?   they didn't think of that one.  ”

[regiinae]

she let ky take control of the remote as she readied all of her additional materials to do her little sisters hair . this made regina feel like they were removed from the hell that the world could throw upon them . sure , they were the george's , it came with a sense of pride and status , however the two girls would always find solace in each other , no matter how sweet or rude each other were to one another . it didn't matter as long as at the end of the day , both regina and @pinkponi had each other .

" i won't bitch at you all weekend , " she leant down , her lips at her little sisters ear , " maybe just one or two days . " there was a laugh on regina's lips , she had to give her sister just a little bit of hell , didn't she ? regina could hear the sounds leaving her little sisters lips , if she pushed then kylie would retreat , she had learnt from the past .

once dance moms started playing , regina made her way to separate her sister blonde hair , allowing half to hang back and the rest over her shoulder , combing through she just let kylie relax , it seemed as if her little sister needed this almost as much as regina needed it . " what do you mean ky ? " it wasn't often that the younger sister would curl up the way she was , and it sent sirens off in the big sisters head . " what do you think happened ? you guys are so close , i'm sure whatever it is , it can be fixed . "

[02272]

kylie swallows hard at the question that just posed itself.   she doesn't even know why she brought up the thing with abby,  the whole thing still didn't sit right with her.   SHE KISSED HER AND GOT SCARED,  there was nothing more to it.   YET,  it felt like the world was crumbling down around her.   or conspiring against her,  even.

she wants to ask regina to just drop it,  but she was the one who brought it up.   and she's worried that regina would try to pry          even if she never really did,  usually just taking what the teen said at face value,  even if she knew it was a lie.   but this was truly distressing to the younger blonde,  so she inhaled sharply.

the sounds on the television nothing more than background noise amidst her internal spiral.    “  but,  reggie?  ”     she questions,  her attention fixating on the poster on the wall,  a motivational one.   seemed a bit ironic right now,  because the last thing the blonde felt right now was motivated.     “  what if it can't be fixed?   what if i'm actually just a bad friend?  ”