Kennedy.

AJ Kennedy. 23. Columbia graduate I'm a terrible underachiever.

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gildedbysilver:

Returning back to Villa Noella should have been the move little ol’ Serena had been waiting for all year, but pulling up to all it’s familiarity left her feeling empty the moment her driver pulled up into it’s gates. It felt boring almost and that didn’t surprise her much. Summering in the ever popular sea-side community had be growing old ever since the idea of Ibiza became a thing for wild party nights and Mykonos was perfect for getting a grade A tan. This was simply a seasonal tradition she could never stray away from thanks to a nice empty estate her father left for her every year since he stopped showing up and swanky red Audi r8 perfectly placed in its driveway. Who wouldn’t take advantage of that? Still, it didn’t make up for the lack of entertainment she desperately needed within the 24 hours of her arrival. Where were her friends? Where were the parties? Confused, Serena glanced her hazel eyes down at her phone, scrolling through various messages to see if she had missed anything on how ghostly everything was. 

“Since when did everything get so _d u l l _around here,” the girl murmured out to no one in particular, her raspy tone filling into the breezy summer air.

It’s a nasty habit he’s picked up, two fingers gripping the end of a white cancer stick as he exhales smoke into the air. He looks over when he hears a voice sounding into the night - a familiar voice at that. AJ takes another drag of the cigarette before wandering over to her, knowing she won’t mind the smell - hell, she might even ask to bum one off him. “Is this my cue to offer to stir up your world, Miss Silver?” He jests with a smirk. 

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oksutton:

“I’m tempted to stay away for another hour to see what photo of me you’d use to put on a milk carton, cowboy.” Sutton’s voice flitted into the air, dancing with the light breeze as she made her presence known. A smirk tugged onto the corner of her lips as two pairs of eyes shifted to look at her, and the palm of her hand moved to rub her nose, dusting off remnants of why she was showing up late. There was little care as the blonde interrupted whatever person Aj had looped into a conversation as she strolled up casually, suitcase dragging lazily behind her with every step of her long toned legs. She paused, stopping right in front of Aj, blocking and taking place of the the boy’s companion. “Hope its one of my nudes.” She mused, eyebrows raising and acting as if she hadn’t just kept him waiting outside for the past 60 minutes, “I made a pit stop along the way. Besides the maintenance guy is looking for me, truth be told, he could care less about you, Cowboy.– Don’t pout, I’ll make you a cocktail and recruit someone to suck you off tonight.”

He’s in the middle of asking where he could wait, somewhere that preferably had the air condition on but at this point he’ll take anywhere that isn’t under the blazing hot East Hampton sun. His head turns as he hears her voice, and he can already tell before his eyes meet her face that its equipped with a taunting smirk. He shakes his head, used to the girl’s behavior as she comes sauntering up to them, offering the girl he had just been talking to an apologetic smile before his hand finds residence on Sutton’s lower back, steering her away and towards the house. “- Fuck sake, Fitz.” He murmurs, knowing exactly what she meant when she mentions she took a pit stop. He can tell from the size of her pupils where she’s been, “couldn’t have tossed me a text?” He isn’t mad, after all, he’s used to this behavior from her though he can’t deny that it does worry him from time-to-time. There’s a half-laugh that threatens to escape him, but instead it comes out as a scoff, “I don’t require your assistance finding someone to suck me off, Fitz. You sure maintenance boy was waiting for you? Could’ve sworn he just went into the pool house with your 17 year old neighbor. Looks like you’ve been replaced.”

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scotty-duncan:

Scotty glanced back in that direction and back at the boy in front of him. “What exactly do you need from her?”

“Entrance into the house. I’m staying with her again this summer.” He says his tone calm as he slings the duffel bag strap across his shoulder, “know anyone with a spare key?”

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How many people of the opposite sex do you fully trust?

two.

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Do you want to get married?

Not anytime soon but eventually.

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scotty-duncan:

Scotty nodded with a soft smile, he wondered if the girl would even recognize him on the side of the street, but he knew who she was nonetheless. “Dockside,” Scotty answered, motioning up the ride to the bar he’d just been leaving for the night. “Think it was probably like an hour ago.”

There’s a sigh that escapes his lips as he shakes his head, “thanks.” He finally lets out. “she’s long gone and I most likely won’t see her til mid afternoon tomorrow. No use tracking her down, she could be anywhere now.”

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misslendle:

“No, I haven’t seen her.” An image of the beautiful blonde came to mind, which made Theresa silently realize that she hadn’t seen the woman since she arrived. She glanced at his duffel bag before replying with a shrug, “Not my problem. She seems like a really good friend though for making you wait an hour.”

“She tries her best,” he offers her dryly with a shrug of a muscular shoulder. “Didn’t intend for it to ever be your problem. Carry on with your day, I think I’ll manage waiting it out a bit longer.”

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cleocalypso:

“Um, yeah, of course.” She nodded at him. The girl crossed her arms over her chest, feeling slightly uncomfortable but not sure why. “Yes, is it that obvious?” She smiled a bit. “Just staying with my grandparents for this summer.”

“Not at all.” He says with a swift shake of his head, offering the girl a polite smile, “I’m good with faces and haven’t seen yours around before. Which house is theirs?” The gears in his head are silently moving, wanting to know who her grandparents are and if they hold any ties that would benefit him at all.

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ava-lo:

Running into him was inevitable in such a close knit community, but Ava hadn’t expected the encounter to happen on her first day back. She’d hadn’t let herself give it much thought, not wanting to be one of those girls that let their thoughts linger on their failed romances of the past, but now that he was only a few feet away she’d wished she’d done so. “No, haven’t see her,” her tone void of any emotion. “Cellphones exist for a reason. You could try calling, or texting.” 

His head swivels in the direction of a familiar voice, hues hidden behind his dark sunglasses can’t help but roam down her body. It’s been awhile since he’d last seen her and he can’t help the stroke of guilt that strikes him at the thought of the unanswered texts and failed communication. The feeling is fleeting however as he takes a step towards her, leaving whoever he had just been talking to, “you mistake me for a man who leaves stones unturned, Ava.” His hands find residence deep in his pocket, “she’s either lost her phone or its died on her. She isn’t answering at all.” His tongue pokes out to brush against his lips. “You been good, Ava?” 

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cleocalypso:

“Can’t say I’ve seen anyone in such a state, sorry,” Cleo replied with a soft laugh and a shake of her head. The girl nodded at his question, though it was strange to think she lived nearby now. Her grandparents’ house hadn’t been ideal but it was last option and she had no idea they lived here. “Nice to meet you AJ, I’m Cleo. Oh, yes, right down the street here a little ways. Do you?”

“Well if you do give me a ring, yeah?” He nodded his head moving to look down an empty street before his eyes flickered back to her, “first summer here, Cleo? Don’t think we met last summer or the one before that.”

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natecastillo:

“Dunno who that is,” Nathan shook his head. “—Sorry,” he added after short consideration. He almost turned away, leaving the conversation at that, until the maintenance guy was mentioned. “Earl can be an ass. And would not be pleased to know I’m helping you out,” he smirked slightly. “So I can call up reception to see if they can reach her if ya want?”

“So, you’d only be willing to help because it’d displease Earl?” He asked, cocking his head to the side, a hand sliding into his pocket. “Nah, don’t bother. Know for a fact that she won’t pick up.”

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camercn-s:

                Hazel eyes drifted, pondering in slight thought for a few beats before the male popped another gummy bear into his mouth, gaze diverting back to opposing blonde, “… No, sorry, bro. The only Fitzgerald I am familiar with is ‘F. Scott’,” He admitted, chin slightly nodding up as he swallowed a gummy, “I typed a paper on him in the tenth grade. He wrote the National Anthem or some shit while we were fighting the Brits and then just like… Disappeared,” Cameron stated, “– Probably died of Typhoid or something,” A pause, perhaps even a subtle shift in conversation occurred as he parted his lips once more, “…–– Anyway, want a gummy?”  

Eyes narrowed, slowly taking in the younger male to see whether or not he was actually serious with his statement. “I think you’ve mixed up Francis Scott Key with F. Scott Fitzgerald. - Granted they’re distant cousins but -” He muted himself then, knowing full well it was rather useless to correct the boy. Instead, His eyes fell to the bag of candy in his hands, “think I’ll pass this time around. Maybe next time.”

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scotty-duncan:

“Uh– yeah,” Scotty answered, trying to remember when he’d seen her last. “She was at the bar… I’ll be honest, I have no idea when that was though.”

“Absolutely shocking.” The two words were dripping in sarcasm, he should’ve known that would be her first stop before coming to let him in. “Which bar?”

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talvns:

“ DON’T gotta worry about the security guard coming bro, Fitzgerald is fucking him silly on his segway. Passed by them going at it doggy style on my way in. I got a key. Sutton tell you I’m staying with ya’ll again, Lexy boy?“

"Just unlock the door, Mendes. She didn’t but I assumed as much. I figured a stay in the hamptons at the Fitzgerald household would come equipped with a few pests and pets. Drop Lexy boy.” 

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cleocalypso:

“Um, no, I don’t think so.” Cleo shook her head at the unfamiliar boy, adjusting a strand of hair that had been hanging in her face. “I’m actually not quite sure who that is. What does she look like? Maybe I could help find her.”

"Blonde Hair, blue eyes. Probably with a shot glass filled with Mexican tequila fully equipped with the worm in both her hands. Possibly her nose pressed to a counter.” There was jest written all over his face, though he was getting a little impatient even if he was used to this behavior from Sutton, “nah, don’t worry about it. I’m AJ by the way. You live nearby?”