&&. -- wasted youth

▌░ ✗ &. // is it raining where you are ? the only thing i thought to ask. but nothing every hurt so b a d as the NO that you said back.

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⊰ *! NEVAEH. ⊱

❝ hey ! she said she thought you were kinda cute, so that’s pretty good ! ❞

❝ kinda’ ?? you sure do know how to keep my ego in check, nev. but i’m not really in a position to turn down the help. ❞

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⊰ *! CRYSTAL. ⊱

Crystal sat in the class, struggling as she attempted to take the test in front of her. Looking for a distraction her eyes began to wander around the room, falling on the boy who was clearly uncomfortable. She watched him, trying to figure out what was going in, biting her lip as her eyes met him. It wasn’t until she noticed him move his binder when she realized what was going on. Her eyes widened a bit before she turned, facing the front again.

Parker’s eyes are locked on the girl’s that are next to him, and he was positive he looked like he was about to go into cardiac arrest --- both from his facial expression and from the way his heart was racing. Nostrils flare as he notices her eyes falter from his face down to his lap, causing the heat to rush at a rapidly quick pace to his cheeks. He squirms in his seat, attempting pathetically to adjust himself without making it too obvious so he could turn in his test and leave. Clearing his throat, he comes to a quick stand and tries to make a darted attempt at shoving his hand down the front of his jeans to pull his arousal up under his waistband in a flash. Once done, he quickly grabs the test on his desk, completely unsure if it was even finished as he drops it on the teachers desk and speed walks out, turning around to look at Crystal as he did so. 

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⊰ *! LENA. ⊱

     sugar pink & strawberry flavored lips press together in a rather cute attempt at masking a smirk mixed with a smile — giving her shoulders a little shrug as she twists & turns on the heels of her feet, teetering closer to him in her baby pink platformed heels. ‘  — mhm !  of course it’s serious. never been more serious. ‘  & she genuinely means it, her gaze flickering down a little as the 4′11″ girl timidly nudges his hand away only to replace it with one of her own smaller ones — a pink tint noticeable within the apples of her cheeks, palming at his growing bulge whilst flushing her chest up against his. ‘  i guess i must have a thing for keeping my mouth busy. i just really like sucking on something… ‘  she speaks with a hushed tone, almost embarrassed of how needy she seemed to always be. nicely manicured fingers fiddle with the button & zipper of his jeans, hand dipping in to take it up a level — now palming at him through his boxers.

     thick fingers of his free hand press against raw and red lips as he eyes her, watching her every move as if it’d be his last time getting to witness the girl in front of him. ‘ in that case... i’m more than glad. ’ his voice is already dropping in depth as he eyes her, unsure of how the situation turned from innocent to this in a matter of seconds. a low moan drops from his lips as her hand replaces his own, making him feel even BIGGER than he already was with how small her hand looked compared to his. and it was no surprise that she knew what she was doing; she had worked him over well too many times to count, but each was just as good as the last ( if not better ). ‘ well i’ve always got somethin’ for you to suck on, baby. ’ austin flirts dirtily, a devilish grin forming and causing his dimples to ravish his crimson cheeks as he looks up at her, his chest rising and falling rapidly as it presses firmly against her own. hips raise in desperation to feel more of her touch as her hand slyly makes its way past his jeans, and he can feel the warmth of her palm invigorate his already hard cock. now that his hands are free, one falls to her hip as the other moves to her lips, his index finger fumbling with the plump mounds, ‘ why do ya’ always gotta’ make me want you so fuckin’ bad? ’ austin questions with a frustrated tone of voice, lust-filled hues looking up to greet hers, anticipating her next move. 

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⊰ *! MAGGIE. ⊱

she quickly gets all of the things she needs out of her locker and begins to walk through the school halls. after a good few minutes she finally gets into the parking lot. maggie bounds up to her car to find parker already there. a grin spreads across her lips as he speaks, “if i’m the infamous maggie ellis you’ve gotta be my devilishly handsome sidekick” a laugh leaves her lips. 

“devilishly handsome?” parker repeatswith a small grin, just happy to even be around her as it seemed so rare as of late, “i mean, you’re not wrong...” he trails off playfully, his arm slinging around her slender form to pull her in for a hug, his lips pressing against her cheek, “i’ve missed you, mags.” he tells her truthfully, unwilling to remove his form from hers as he puts both his hands on her waist, tugging her closer as his back pressed against the vehicle, “you doin’ okay?”

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⊰ *! LIV. ⊱

she let out a little laugh shaking her head. “someone is not in a good mood.” liv said as she crossed her arms. “uhm, parker? uh i think you literally need to relax, it’s just me..” she was confused to why he was acting so odd. “i mean if you want to share that would be fine with me.”  she wasn't quite the smoker but she did it occasionally. “well that was quite the shitty party…“ 

the slight haze that was induced by the blunt he was smoking was PROBABLY the reason why his head just felt so --- o d d. hearing liv’s familiar voice however brought him out of that state ( at least slightly ). “the party fuckin’ sucked.” parker nods in agreement, patting the seat next to him on the curb so she’d join him. he didn’t peg her as the party type, or maybe he hadn’t seen her around enough --- he couldn’t tell you, considering he was usually drunk or stoned out of his mind at these things. “i have no problem sharing.” he shrugs, looking at her casually. 

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princehemmings:

ok so you know how a lot of plots have it where the popular kid dates a nerd or w/e for a joke ?? i really want a plot where the roles are reversed and the popular kids are really nice and the nerds are assholes and for some reason one of the nerds or outcasts or whatever gets dared to make a popular kid fall for them??? and the nerd/outcast acts like they’ve never had sex or partied or whatever but it’s the exact opposite??

[anobrcin]

⊰ *! MAGGIE. ⊱

based on this plot here.

school has just finished for maggie, she can’t wait to go find her boyfriend. they where going to hang out tonight. she’d got it all planned, he’d say hi to her parents then they’d go up to her room to do “work” which was really netflix and cuddling. she was so ready for this. she makes her way out of the classroom and pulls her phone out of her bag, she texts the young man - hey babe. just finished class, i’ll meet you by my car? xo 

parker was TIRED of this shitty school schedule that felt as if it had been going on for y e a r s on end. and he was tired of the lack of face-to-face time that he got with maggie. however, she was worth it --- even if he had to pretend time and time again that their study dates were really making up for lost time. he immediately smiles when he receives her text, not bothering to respond as he rushes putting things in his locker to get out to the parking lot. “well well, if it isn’t the infamous maggie ellis.”

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⊰ *! ATHENA. ⊱

    the lack of initial rejection could be considered a g o o d sign in athena’s books, since he wasn’t flat-out refusing to spend the night with her ; just insisting on a higher level of CLARITY. “i figured, like ––” she’s interrupted by his comment, which leaves her lips pursed together for a brief moment before speaking once again. “yes, i wanna HANGOUT. if you aren’t busy tonight, i wanna spend time with you. i haven’t seen you all week, school has been swamping both of us & i’ve been wrapped up with cheer. so ?”

   he’s smirking, noticing her struggle to form a string of sentences together that’d suit his needs --- && she was doing pretty good -- he’s amused at least. they were a rather opposite pair; and he was still trying to figure out how they even crossed paths to begin with. “i’m free.” he shrugs, trying to act NONCHALANT about the whole thing --- but honestly ?? his insides were already stirring with excitement. “guess i can’t go pining after you in the cheer skirt anymore, huh?” he smirks, dimples making craters in his cheeks as he looks down at the brunette, “we hangin’ at my place, or yours? don’t or --- out. i’unno.” attempting to sound like he’s not overthinking the whole evening already.

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⊰ *! NEVAEH. ⊱

❝ c’mon. you need to get laid like now. i can hook you up. maybe my sister ? ❞

❝ you’re telling me !! like i don’t know that, dude. you’re offering me your sister for sex ?? brutal. ❞

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⊰ *! LENA. ⊱

     ‘  —- i mean… if you haven’t got any lolly’s, i can always suck your dick instead ? ‘  & she says it with such childlike sincerity, a genuine ( yet shy ) smile pulling up on the corners of her mouth — dimples dug in ever so slightly as she gazes up at them coyly.

    ‘ you got quite the temptin’ offer there. ’ they’re wearing a matching set of dimples as he looks up at her with once brown hues turned black with lust, canines sinking into his lesser lip, ‘ this better be a serious offer. ’ he adds, his hand running over the rough fabric at the front of his jeans to palm the noticeable bulge already beginning to stir. 

[anobrcin]

❝ ‘m sorry, did you actually WANT something, or are you just gonna’ stand there and watch me blow smoke ?? ❞ parker was tired, and the party that he actually intended on having fun at was proving to be nothing but a douche-fest full of the kids he hated only proving how shitty of people they could be. blowing another ring, he eyed the person standing beside him from his peripherals, trying to figure out if he knew them or not. ❝ unless you’re tryna’ live high school to the fullest and give some stranger a back-alley blow job--- then you might have my attention. ❞

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⊰ *! HANA. ⊱

+ based //

“stop the car.” hana’s eyes are glued on the other – this was their third day of wandering aimlessly and avoiding police. she was relaxed by now and trusted that the driver wasn’t going to up and leave her. he could have left, though. but as they pulled onto a deserted road ( she didn’t see anyone for almost an hour at this point. ) she felt a different need arise in her. her hand tucked between her legs, rubbing at her clothes roughly. as soon as the car stopped and stalled, she leaned over to pull the man in a rough kiss, her lips crushing against his hungrily. “i want you to fuck me.” she snarled.

knitted brows form into one as his foot becomes like lead on the breaks, a look of clear confusion on austin’s appearance. why the fuck was he supposed to stop the moving vehicle ?? they needed to GO, like, yesterday !! following her instructions, he pulls off the busy highway and on to a place that’s a little more --- dead, to say the least. the only thing that allowed him to still see her features was a flickering streetlight that was beginning to give austin the vibes that a serial killer was going to make their way out of the shadows. a look of SHOCK appears as he sees her begin to touch herself, his teeth sinking into his lesser lip before he’s suddenly returning a kiss, “this is why you made me pull over?” he asks in an amused voice, “’cause you want me so bad?”

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⊰ *! ATHENA. ⊱

( * &. BASED ON * )

    confident strides are taken towards the other’s locker, resting her weight on the cool metal before waiting for them to make note of her presence. “what’re you doing tonight ? cheer practice is cancelled ‘n i figured, ya’know ––” athena suggests, brows quirking upwards expectantly as she awaits their response.

    carelessly, book after b o o k is being thrown back into his locker, knowing they’d be of no use to him once he got home. he feels a presence beside him, a small smirk causing the ripple of DIMPLES to become evident on his features. “i’unno.” he shrugs, knowing the voice immediately without even having to peer away from his current task. “figured what ??” he muses, zipping his book-bag shut before finally turning to look her way, “if ya’ wanna’ hangout, just SAY it.”

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⊰ *! NEVAEH. ⊱

❝ you’ve never been with a girl before ? ❞

❝ that’s a nice way to say VIRGIN. ❞

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⊰ *! JADE. ⊱

        spilled something?? her eyes travel back up to the clock on the wall, sighing at the time. two more fucking hours of agony. well, at least she’s done with all but the last question on the exam. reaching into her bag, she hands him a tissue, nodding at the binder still over his crotch. “come on. it’ll dry.” she’s still cautious of not bringing attention to them, especially after his weird behavior. 

         he gives another dry cough, cheeks turning a dark crimson colour out of embarrassment. any GUY knew the trick he was trying to pull to hide his obvious arousal, and a small huff escapes parker’s lips. furrowed brows knit together in confusion as he takes the tissue --- did she actually buy that ?? he didn’t even have a drink with him in class today. “thanks.” he squeaks, tossing his binder into his book bag awkwardly --- noticing his problem had settled down at all. he scratches the back of his neck, hoping she wasn’t staring as he squirms painfully in his seat, trying to adjust himself without really DOING anything. 

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⊰ *! JADE. ⊱

    math has never been her favorite subject. if anything, her nightmare. not to mention, the particular topic: calculus. stumped on the last question, her light emerald hues flicker towards the easiest distraction — the classmate shuffling in his seat. her eyes narrow, focusing on him now, lips pursing together in irritation as his gaze meets hers. “what the f u c k ?” she mouths, orbs following the clutched binder in front of him. is he cheating?

         he only knew his classmates by NAME, as he was sure no one in this class even expected him of all people to be there--- so they didn’t spend much time ‘bonding’ with each other. his breath hitches in his throat as he catches the gaze of the girl in the seat next to him, his expression mirroring one of a deer in headlights. he’s shaking his head in denial, mentally groaning at the embarrassment. “no !! not what it looks like.” he mutters, most likely inaudibly. “i spilled something.” fucking idiot.

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⊰ *! OPEN. ⊱

         he’s noticeably SQUIRMING in his seat, a dead cough escaping dry lips as his tongue darts between them to try and cover up his noticeably odd behaviour.  ❛ fuck. ❜ it’s inaudible. ( he hopes ) honestly, only parker would get a hard-on in the middle of a math test. his hand falls to the nape of his neck, nervous optics scanning the classroom as he tries to see if anyone else can pick up on how he’s acting --- && it s e e m s that he’s in the clear. however, he locks eyes with one person in his class, and pursed lips forming a thin line on a clearly nervous expression as he drops this binder to the front of his jeans --- a trick he learned from a friend back in middle school as he keeps his mouth shut, HOPING they’d think nothing of it.