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“I know right? Plus everything I’ve read on those blogs is utter crap too. Nobody cheated on anyone, nobody did anything. It just happens and now the town is treating it as though he smacked me around and I burned his house to the ground.” She sighed irritably. Even if she wanted to talk about the break up, she wouldn’t know what to say. They’d broken up over a text? Underlying trust issues? The fact that they were stubborn and caught in a game of break up chicken and both had too much pride to fix it? No, instead she’d reinforce that it was civil, despite the amount of people that had caught them fighting that night

Kira couldn’t help but laugh at Ana’s bluster, a genuine grin on her lips for the first time in what felt like forever. “Settle down, mighty mouse.” She teased, patting the girl’s hand reassuringly before reaching into her bag, digging around for a granola bar. She felt a faint flush on her cheeks at Ana’s words, shaking her head a little. “I mean, I’d love for him to be hung up about it. But with him and Garrett in the same dorm I’m pretty sure we’re going to have a condom crisis in the next few weeks.” She joked bitterly, unwrapping her snack. “Which is fine, I have a date Friday anyways. He should be happy.” She failed to mention that the date was over long before it started. It was more that if she was spotted out with some other boys, people might leave her be rather than her being ready for other guys. She’d tried sex a couple of times since the break up, but nothing ruined the moment quite like crying. “Anyways, that’s enough about my boring love life. Who are you scoping these days?”

ana-tremaine

“Oh yeah, the gossip sites,” Ana rolled her eyes as if even visiting such places was beneath her. They were--in fact-- listed as only her second and third most visited websites, so it wasn’t entirely a lie. “Total bullshit, they have no idea what they’re talking about.” Then again neither did Ana but solidarity was more important than accuracy. Ana felt a mix of embarrassment and triumph when Kira laughed at her, and she could feel the familiar blush crawl across her pale skin. How embarrassing. At least Kira had turned to look in her bag, and hopefully missed the worst of it. Once she’d gotten her face under control, Ana wrinkled her nose again. “What sluts, they’re going to get every STD in Walterton. Condoms are only like 98% effective after all, if they’ve hit 100 girls by now the odds don’t look good,” she tried to joke, proud of herself for her math. “A date?” she repeated, leaning forward as she practically squealed with words. “With who?”

The followup question, however caught her off guard. “Me?” she stumbled, not expecting the conversation to have been turned back on her. The truth was Ana had done very little ‘scoping’ since coming to Walt U last year. Sure there were plenty of boys around--too many if you asked her sometimes-- but none of them had the sort of prestige Ana was looking for. To get that you had to date Walt royalty, and Simon Pride was too old. And the Prices...well she’d never made any progress with them--nor was she about to mention them to Kira. “Oh I don’t know, I went on a date with this one guy I met at a party but he was so not my type,” she admitted instead, covering with a story that wasn’t actually a lie--well they’d never actually gone on the date, but that’s because when he showed up he was wearing-- “Sandals. He wore sandals to a date. In public.”

#convo; kira

chuckandblairdaily

#yasssssss!!!#Kirana #spirit animal

daenerystargryens

#spirit animal #Ana featuring Kira :P

littlelionesspride:

Kira didn’t know when her sadistic streak developed. If it was bring with Charles or if it had been simply lurking in her personality since childhood. But she liked the squeaking of girl’s that thought she was about kick off. It was a noise her squad used to make a lot. Maybe it was simply that she liked feeling powerful after all those years of feeling anything but. “Relax, it’s fine. It’s just- Even my teachers brought it up. I can’t even stress how creepy it is that Mr. McKinnon even reads trashy blogs.” She grumbled, taking a bitter sip of her drink. For what little it was worth, she actually liked Ana. Girl’s that were smart enough to stay out of her way always had Kira’s immediate respect. It didn’t hurt that Eric had spoken of her once or twice. Like all things that were too hard for Kira to process, she had pushed the break up and the pain that went with it down until she was numbed. It had a special spot in her cabinet of masked pain right next to her parents and a little left of Michael. Kira was far from unintelligent or naive when it came to aiming to elevate their position on the social totem pole. She wasn’t blind enough to think that should someone more intimidating than Kira herself, asked her what she thought of the break up, her answer may change.

Still, it was sort of nice to hear the words. Even if it was all anyone said to her lately before undoubtedly repeating the same thing to her ex. Each time she heard it, it stirred her protective nature. Though they were no longer together and on the surface she was glad, Charles had been, is and would possibly always be one of the most important aspects of her life. He was the one she’d chosen and she’d been stupid enough to think it could’ve lasted. She would always feel defensive when someone spoke down about him. He might’ve let her down, he may’ve broke her heart and he may be parading around town like that meant nothing to him, but he was a good man. she had faith that he’d continue to be, even without her. “Don’t let him catch you saying that.” Kira joked lightly.

Ana listened avidly to the words coming out of Kira’s mouth. Of course she was curious as to what was going on inside the girl’s head-- the breakup had been the shock of the century. King and Queen Bee suddenly not the power couple anymore? Calling it quits on some gross frat house lawn? The rumors were flying. She’d heard Charles had cheated, some slut at a frat party with fake boobs and a cheap wardrobe. But then she’d also heard that Kira had been loose with her friends...and his. And those weren’t even the craziest ones. But sitting here across from the former head cheerleader, Ana was not about to start digging for gossip. Be cool, she reminded herself, trying to look nonchalant as she wrinkled her nose at the tidbit of information. “Ew, that’s beyond vile. What a creep, checking up on teenagers.”

At Kira’s words, she scoffed. "Let him, I don't care if he hears me!" she declared boldly, though truthfully she knew she didn't have enough social clout to be caught making statements like that. However she smiled as if she did, and after taking a bite of her salad, shrugged. “People should be asking him if he’s okay, he’s the one that needs it. Blowing it with Kira Pride?” she snorted. “Good luck ever recovering from that one.” Maybe she was laying it on a little thick, but she meant every word. Sure, Charles was the it-boy, the one with the slow grin and tousled hair, but Kira was the one who ran it all, beyond gorgeous and always perfectly poised. Anyone would have been a fool to think HE had come out of this better off. And as much as curiosity burned through her just as much as anyone else, sitting there across from Kira, Ana decided she wasn’t going to make her rehash the details. Shrugging again, she picked up her fork and speared another piece of lettuce. “But if you like, don’t want to talk about it, that’s totally fine. So old news.”

#convo; kira #this reply is only half heterosexual #idol worship at its finest

wickdraven:

“The fact that I’m way better? I know not everyone can be me.” She supplied for the red head, knowing full well it wasn’t for that reason that Ana would stop herself from being jealous. She merely shrugged, “I’m sure you can handle it though….despite being a ginger…at least you have Ed Sheeran there’s hope for gingers yet”

She rolled her eyes; she wouldn’t even dignify that pathetic attempt at a comeback with words. Wait--yes she would. “And I thought the infamous Raven used to be witty. Guess someone clipped your wings.”

#convo; raven

littlelionesspride:

“The next person that asks me about the break up is going to find out how badly it hurts to be kicked by a girl wearing a stiletto.” She mumbled darkly, as she stirred her protein shake with a crazy straw. She’d spent her day trying to work out in peace, yet instead found herself wishing a weight would crush her so she didn’t have to listen to another moment of Eric trying to comfort her. “I’m freaking fine. So I don’t have to put up with the epitome of high maintenance anymore. Boo goddamn hoo.”

“Oh--I wasn’t going to!” Ana squeaked out, surprised by the sudden vehement outburst by the blonde in front of her. For a moment she debated steering clear, before reminding herself that this was Kira Pride, and decisively sitting down in the empty seat across the table. The student center wasn’t crowded, but they were friends--she didn’t have to wait for an invitation. Smiling, she added, “Personally I think you’re better off without him”, tossing her hair over her shoulder as she poured dressing on her salad.

#adding Kirana to our list :P #convo; kira

be-a-man-mulan:

“Yeah that’s true. Although being Chinese, I don’t really tan either.” She laughed.

“I mean...yeah... but you’re also not pale either,” she pointed out matter-of-factly.

#convo; mulan

be-a-man-mulan:

Mulan couldn’t help but let out a chuckle when she overheard what the girl had said.

Ana looked up in surprise, not realizing she’d spoken aloud. Quickly recovering, she shrugged. “The struggle,” she offered. “Not that you’d know anything about it.”

#convo; mulan

wickdraven:

“Wow, must really suck to be you–” dead panned the brunette, her tone dripping with sarcasm as she rolled her eyes at the sound of the redheads annoying voice as she tried not to seem to proud of her summer tan, having spent the majority of the summer at the Mutt Cabin, enjoying the proximity to the lake and turning her normally tanned skin to an even darker skin tone then her natural state.

Ana looked up, realizing she’d spoken aloud. At first she was embarrassed, but when she realized who it was, it changed to contempt. “It does,” she agreed, leaning back slightly. “You on the other hand have gorgeous skin. I might even be jealous, if it weren’t for, you know,” she scrunched up her nose. “Everything else.”

#BAE #love me on all of your accounts :D #convo; raven

“Less than one week until school and I’m still pale AF. Hashtag ginger problems,” she mumbled under her breath, subconsciously repeating what she was writing on Instagram.

#waltertonstarter

xxmaddison:

“It’s weeks from Labor Day. Just weeks till fall semester. What I’m looking forward to the most? Being done with the high school, all of it. Mama’s got bigger fish to fry.”

“Tell me about it. Graduating was like the best feeling ever.”

#convo; maddison

young-price:

“It’s not that I don’t want to- I mean throwing parties is always great it’s just I’m not sure that a frats the right place for me.”

“Really?” she asked, cocking her head before rolling her eyes. “Is it the frat boys because I know, they can be such douchebags sometimes... Not that you would be though!” she added quickly, realizing what she said. “Or your brother, he’s fine too.”