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[adonnieis]

victoriagrover:

“Because when people profit from dogs instead of caring about their wellbeing it becomes problematic. That’s why adopting is on the uprise. Not saying that any dog isn’t a good boy, or any shade to Seth. Yes… we.” She said stubbornly. “Do I? Do you really think that?” Vic furrowed her brows, it wasn’t as if she didn’t wanna give off that impression, but for some reason it stung. “Oh. You think she’d do that? I mean.” Come to think of it, he had a point. “It wasn’t an ego thing.” She simply stated as she reached to toy with her phone.

“That’s kind of cylindrical, isn’t it?” He of course, was trying to say cynical. He did look a little dumbfounded. “So designers don’t care about their dogs? -- Hang on. What did I do?” Keeping his face still, he only shrugged to express himself. “I mean, yeah. I always just kind of figured if you wanted to be with me you would. It’s nothing on you, though. We’re probably just not cut out for it.” He didn’t want that to be true, but even Donnie couldn’t stay in the dark forever. “That’s something you’d have to ask her.” There was an elephant in the room Victoria wasn’t aware of. And even when it would’ve been smarter or fairer not to say anything, sometimes he had trouble shutting himself up. “Maybe she’s overcompensating.” Slowly, he looked over at her. “It wasn’t? Then why?”

[adonnieis]

victoriagrover:

“In a way? I mean people got enraged because they became as trendy as chihuahuas. – Yeah, good point. We really screwed that one up.” She did, but she didn’t take complete blame. “You just do. – Because it just makes things… weird.” She shrugged, shifting away. “Shut up. She wouldn’t lie to me. She said you tried it twice.” He had a good point, but Vic was stubborn. “You should’ve known better. Put your dick in every girl in Northlake for all I care, just not her.”

“Why, though? I think Seth makes a good point when he says dogs are all good boys. Oh, we?” It wasn’t like he’d never had the what did I do wrong mourning period. He did. But he was too proud to admit that to her or even come close to it. “Right. Well. You do, too.” He sighed, leaning back against his seat. “She would, though. If she thought it would help you. Right? I thought you were over me. Maybe Izzy doesn’t.” Donnie was trying to keep his cool, but it was hard not to get his hopes up when it came to her. All of that sank when he realized it wasn’t jealousy or feeling for him that was the issue. “So it’s an ego thing. Because she’s your enemy, or whatever.” Not because she cared.

[adonnieis]

elixms:

with her lighted sparkler in hand and glow-stick bracelets around both of her wrists, the blonde reached the crowd surrounding the fire with a rather irritated expression after running after an intoxicated freshman that nearly set someone on fire. “…he ran into the woods in a flag speedo,” she informed a friend she was with, her green orbs rolling inwardly. she was ready to take a drink extended to her by a some jock ( not even fully acknowledging him ) before she noticed the same guy she’d been talking about ran past them, her head jerking in his direction. “ i’m pretty sure he’s gonna loose his thumb by the end of the night.” she sighed as she stepped forward, only to bump into someone. “—sorry,” 

“I don’t believe you,” Adonis frowned after turning around to see it was Eli behind him. He even put on a pout. “Are you talking about the stunner over there in the banana hammock? Yeah, I can’t believe he’s out here just... doing that. So confident. So ready to take on the world. And probably also, so drunk. Which means I’m pretty jealous. How are you?”

[adonnieis]

victoriagrover:

“So you’re happy with being a designer breed? No. I mean don’t ever introduce them, Adonis.” She warned as she shot a glare in his direction. “Because you seem pretty over me. Why do you keep saying hot? I mean I’m aware I’m hot, but damn.” She deflected, finding it was easier than caving into his flirtation. “I’m not jealous, God! You even admitted it. You tried to hit on Izzy twice, didn’t you? And don’t even start with Imogen. I can’t handle it.” 

"Designer? Like a handbag? I don’t know about all that. I just think they’re kinda cute. Relax, Vic. I’m not sure I’m the settling down type, anyway. Tried it once with you, and look how that turned out,” he said, sucking in a breath. “Oh, do I? -- Why not say it if it’s true?” Donnie absentmindedly licked his lips while staring at hers. “You are so jealous. I’m not sure what Izzy’s talking about, I mean girl’s fit as fuck but I only ever had my eye on one Southbank girl.” He rolled his eyes now, aware he was being overly honest but he felt like the accusation was a bit ironic considering just how not over her he was. “You know you wouldn’t have to worry about any of this shit if we were still together. But we’re not. So why are you so upset?”

[adonnieis]

victoriagrover:

“I wish someone would’ve warned me about you being such a labradoodle before I dated you. As long as you don’t decide to have my parents and her parents hang out with you at the same time. I’ll be upset over that.” She admitted before letting out a short sigh. “Okay, but… why?” All she could really feel was the emptiness setting in over Imogen and Izzy. “Have you ever known me to be shy? Stop it! It’s not anything.” Admittedly the way he held her hand caught her off guard, and she knew she needed to stop it before it got too far. “No. Good at being distracted by girls running. More specifically… Izzy and Imogen.” She cleared her throat loudly before reaching for her phone with her freehand.

“Hey, labradoodles are clearly one of the best dogs, so I’ll take it. Why? What if their parents are mutual friends?” He said, asking a hypothetical question for the pure curiosity of it still without quite getting it. “Why not? -- No, but that’s the point. That’s why it’s hot. Yes, hot.” Donnie was purely all smiles looking at her and holding her hand. Then his face dropped completely. “What?” Sitting up, he shook his head. “I’ll give you Imogen, but you know Izzy wouldn’t touch me with a ten foot pole. Hang on.” Smile returning in three, two.... “Are you jealous?”

[adonnieis]

austinflynn:

“I’m just waiting for someone to shove me in a locker,” he laughed, mimicking the other as he pushed the glasses further up his face. “Thank you, man. I feel flattered. Hopefully I can do these justice, but I miss my contacts for sure.”

“I wouldn’t worry. I mean girls have those fake glasses now and shit right? It’s a whole look. And you pull it off. What happened to your contacts, anyways?”

[adonnieis]

anissabanks:

“So it’s a smoothie with Vodka in it? Sounds good to me. Modern day paris? I like that. I wonder if Daft Punk planned for that mystery to go on as long as it did. Do their friends and family know they’re Daft Punk or are they as in the dark of the rest of us? The world may never know.” 

“Yeah. But it’s Ron Ron Juice,” he emphasized. “I don’t think they meant to become a meme for sure, but I’m glad they did. Because I wouldn’t know how else to describe the version of you that’s friends with Rihanna. Wouldn’t it be sick if they didn’t knew? I don’t think I’d be able to keep that secret.”

[adonnieis]

victoriagrover:

Vic forced herself to roll her eyes in response, she didn’t wanna get caught up in his charm, which she found herself easily doing. “You have got to stop having a personal relationship with my parents. It’s gonna freak out the next girl you date.” It was a sour thought she forced herself to have to remind herself of the reality of how painful and toxic Donnie was to have in her life. “I’d think you were flirting if you didn’t say that to everyone.” She sighed, reminding herself of the two painful truths from the party. “Cut it out. My god. It doesn’t matter since I know it’s you now.” She reached to shove his face playfully. “Mhm. I bet you’re good at that…” She trailed off, not realizing just how bitter she sounded.

“I can’t help being adored, Vic. The next girl will just have to deal with me being that lovable. Besides, I’m sure I’ll get along with her parents, too,” he shrugged, not catching the sadness in her tone. “Oh no, I’m definitely flirting with you.” It would’ve been too much to flash her a grin, so instead he looked ahead, letting the comment do the talking for him. “Aw, are you feeling shy, now? That’s different. Kind of hot, actually.” At her contact with his face he grabbed her wrist and held her hand, smirking at her. “Good at... crashing my car?” Now he looked confused. He guessed... technically it was true, since that had happened once before. Although it wasn’t his car, but his dad’s. Which was why Seth took the fall for him.

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[adonnieis]

victoriagrover:

“You think so?” Instead of laughing at his compliment, she took it and ran with it. “Does my father know you talk to my mom about home skincare remedies?” Vic honestly didn’t know why she was teasing him, she was supposed to be mad at him. Sighing with relief once they were parked, she placed her hand over her neck out of not wanting him to pry. “It’s nothing. I just got into it with someone at that dumb party.” She shrugged, trying to act as nonchalant for herself as possible. Shooting a glare over at him, she reached to shove his shoulder. “Adonis. Shut up. I didn’t do anything because of what you’re thinking.” She sunk in her seat further down and covered her face with her palms. “And if I did it’s because I thought you were someone I didn’t know.”

“Yeah, I do.” Now he was grinning. “Are you kidding? I throw the ball around with him every time I come over. I’m not a barbarian, Victoria,” Donnie said, winking at her so fast she might’ve missed it. “Oh. Well. You still lookin’ cute like a baddie,” he shrugged, knowing he should’ve probably left it alone but also, he couldn’t really help himself. “Oh my god. Vic, I was joking, but you did, didn’t you? Fuck.” Donnie laughed. “Well, still, I’m flattered. And I’ll happily admit had the roles been reversed I would’ve done the same.”

[adonnieis]

austinflynn:

Austin walked into school fully expecting his teammates and friends to tease the hell out of him. He had run out of contacts and was being forced to wear his glasses, which he personally thought looked alright but he knew all the jocks loved to make fun of him for it. As he entered the hallway, he caught someone staring at them slightly. “What? Ain’t nothing wrong with being legally blind …” Yeah, his eyesight was that bad without glasses.

“Ey, dude. You look like. Poindexter.” He said, making a show of touching the bridge of his nose. “You know what, though? We are in the age of the sexy nerd. You wear it with pride. And with style.”

[adonnieis]

victoriagrover:

Vic had to fight a laugh with all it had the moment she was about to reply to his question only for him to feel her for a fever. “What? No. I’m not concussed, Donnie. Even if I was you can’t find out that way.” She sighed in place as she sunk down into her seat. “Why do you have my mom on speed dial still? No, just – move my car. I’ll figure it out.” She rubbed her temples as she closed her eyes. Feeling relief when the cars stopped honking and her car was still moving, she opened her eyes again, only to feel as if she was blushing. “Bruises? What?” Oh, shit. Bruises. “That’s… not from today.” She said, leaving it at that, as she turned to lean her head against the headrest and looked over at him. “Why aren’t you wearing a shirt? You’re so gross.” Then impulsively she went and poked his glistening shoulder.

“Oh.” Instead of pulling away, he just smiled, a bit of a blush on his cheeks. “Well. Feels good anyway,” he shrugged. “Hey, why not? Your mom’s a lovely lady. And you know she has amazing home remedies for skincare.” Donnie frowned at her explanation as he parked, turning the car off. “No? What’s it from then? You’re not in trouble or something, are you?” Suddenly he sat up a little straighter, leaned a little closer. And if he hadn’t been worried, he might’ve laughed. “You saw me right? I was running. Is that why you...” Damn. He really had to make a conscious effort not to smile around her. Even in their situation.

[adonnieis]

anissabanks:

“I’ll do it on one condition. You explain to me what the hell Ron Ron Juice is. Cause it sounds disgusting. Wouldn’t we all? I would never be seen on dry land. I would always be on a yacht.”

“For that, I’d have to direct you to a WikiHow article entitled, ‘3 Ways to Make Ron Ron Juice.’ It’s very informative. Usually, though, it involves vodka, fruit and a blender. Wow. You’d be as mysterious as the guys from Daft Punk. A modern day Paris.”

[adonnieis]

kenniemonroe:

“Tilly and Imogen. They’re the nastiest of the Bees and they make Regina George and Blair Waldorf look nice.”

“Do you really think they’d do that?” He was playing it cool, but he really had no idea what she was talking about. Not that he hadn’t heard about it, but connecting the dots was another matter entirely.

[chrishemsworht]

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[adonnieis]

victoriagrover:

For some reason rather than moving her car, she just continued to feel angry at the boy coming over to her car. She hated herself for still checking him out. She’d wished Izzy was with her, then at least she could’ve put her impulsiveness in perspective. The moment he actually got closer, she just furrowed her brows at him. “If you only knew how hurt I actually am, Adonis. You wouldn’t be asking. I don’t need you to call anyone.” Folding her arms, she sighed before putting her car into park as she stubbornly sat there for a moment. “…can you just– please move my car for me before someone comes out and fights me?” She let out a surrendering sigh as she scooted over to the passenger side seat.

Donnie looked confused. “Really? Is it a concussion?” He said, worry evident in his voice as he felt her head for a fever like a dumbass. “Are you sure, ‘cause I still have your mom on speed dial. Or I could call one of your siblings. Izzy?” He was being so genuinely caring, not at all aware of the snappiness in her voice. Or maybe just not paying attention to it. “Yeah, yeah, of course. I can do that.” Quickly he hopped in, attempting to turn on the blinker and both signal with his arm as he pulled out in front of all the other pissed off cars, going slow and careful. Luckily the nearest parking lot wasn’t too far away. He kept occasionally peering at her out of the corner of his eye to check on her. “You sure you don’t want a doctor? You look kind of bruised up.”

[adonnieis]

anissabanks:

“This better mean we’re having a Jersey Shore marathon sometime soon. If I was friends with Rihanna, I would never talk to you underlings again. Nothing would inflate my ego more than Rihanna giving me the time of day.” 

“That’s exactly what it means. Complete with pizza and Ron Ron Juice. You know, I wanna be mad at you for that, but I can’t. I’d do the same thing.”