i've got 𝖕 𝖔 𝖎 𝖘 𝖔 𝖓 inside.

axel elliot-jones. 18. you were ALONE left out in the cold, clinging to the ruin of your broken home, too lost and hurting to carry your load, we all need someone to hold.

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—WICKDHART‌:

circe howsoever was not drunk and also she was skipping game night for this? a pool party that was more so for the popular cheerleader type of girls ( even if circe was a bit popular it was due to her personality and not sexy looks ). the blonde tired not to slip on the wet ground and automatically grabbed onto axel without hesitation ( she knew him so she wasn’t intimidated by his sober state and less so his drunken one ). “you tell me.. how the fuck did i get here. i need to go to my room and..” she flicked a brow at him and his glistening body as she sighed. “you’re drunk and that’s what satan’s holy water does to you.” she cheekily replied, playing it ever so cool to try hide her heated cheeks.

When Axel felt a hand grab his arms, his immediate drunk reflex ( which is not to be trusted ) was to grab the other’s hand harder. He squinted his eyes even more, his face nearing the other’s, trying to get rid of the double vision. Only after a few seconds did he realize it was his friend. “Circe, you made it to the devil’s lair-” His grip loosened only to put a hand around her shoulders- dripping water onto her, “-which probably has my shirt. . somewhere around.” He yelled out his response, looking around.

“Wait- you want me to go to your room?” He tilted his head towards her- raising his eyebrows,  his balance is all over the place, therefore pushing his heavier body towards Circe’s smaller one, “-took you long enough.” He retorted with a joking tone.

“We need more drinks beforehand though, right?” He smirked- his tongue grazing his lips, locating the table which held all the drinks, trying to pull her shoulders closer to her. “Come with me.”

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—TRINIXKNIGHT‌:

“Oh my God.“ When drunk Trini spotted naked Axel she covered her eyes not sure what to do. Her face becoming red as she wasn’t completely sure if it was okay to see him naked. “What happened to all your clothes? Did someone take them?” Giggling when she pictured it in her head of someone stealing his clothes.

Axel furrowed his eyebrows at the other, unable to distinguish who it is- “That’s really mean, you know-” He pointed at the person’s covered up hands, “Don’t cover your eyes, it bruises my ego.” He then pointed the finger back to his body, “You should thank my shirt, Tyler.”

He’s 100% sure it’s Tyler.

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— ❛ 𝑁𝑂 𝑂𝑁𝐸 𝐸𝑋𝑃𝐸𝐶𝑇𝐸𝐷 𝐴𝑁𝐺𝐸𝐿𝑆 𝑇𝑂 𝐵𝐸  𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝑂𝑁𝐸 𝑇𝑂 𝑆𝐸𝑇  𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝑊𝑂𝑅𝐿𝐷 𝐴𝐹𝐼𝑅𝐸 ❜

a series of seriously blurry pictures taken by a drunk amateur.

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He’s lost  his shirt, and now his pants? Axel could’ve sworn he had it on him when he went to take a chug from his. . . 6th? 7th? how many drinks has he had, really? He walked by the poolside, drenched in water. “How the fuck did I get here in the first place?” He squinted his eyes, trying to get a better vision through the blur at the person he stopped to talk to. “I’m not even that drunk if I can still take my clothes off, right?” He half-laughed as he slurred out the words.

Perhaps he was a little too off edge. 

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—KYLETCOX‌:

Kyle hadn’t been expecting the other to just snatch the phone from his hands, in fact, if anything he’d expected the boy to be utterly grateful that he’d picked up his phone. “Didn’t your mom teach you that it’s rude to snatch?” his eyebrows furrowing, as he folded his arms over. 

He was ready to walk away from the other, when he heard Kyle mention his mom. “I said thanks, didn’t I?” His jaw tensing, the anger is surging in his throat, and his exhaustion adding up to it- he turns around, “-and last I checked, it was MY phone you were holding.”

Almost all the seniors knew about his mother’s complicated separation, Axel didn’t know whether Kyle knew, and was doing this on purpose- or not, but he was irritated as hell. “Also, just as a reminder to little rich loved boy, here-” He walked closer to the other- so they stood face to face, “-not everyone here can run to their mommy and daddy whenever they want. So, keep that in mind, and next time? Get off my case.” 

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—WICKDHART‌:

she was about to snap ( not that she had seen who it was and normally it wouldn’t have mattered ). circe doesn’t raise her voice, shout or scream but she can snap and when she does she sounds intimidating when being ever so quick-witted to drag someone but not this time. luckily.

“careful? never heard that one before. tell me how it works.. exactly?” she asked in return with a cheeky hint in her voice as everything had been shoved back into her pretty damaged bag ( it had been used for years ). “for your information it’s my lucky old bag, ace and this is my new unlucky phone going in adventures.” her brows furrowed when flicked, scrunching nose at him. “also lucky you who didn’t get the wrath of circe this day.” she smirked whilst brushing his hand away playfully yet quite confidently.

axel was to her probably the only person she truly trusted since coming to sacred heart academy, they had understanding of certain things and not to mention personalities and issues that seemed to have been sprinkled with both sugar and sand.

Axel closed his eyes in frustration- but a chuckle escaped his lips when he heard the other’s remark, “I really don’t get how your mind works- see, your bag is the unlucky one, your phone was just in the way.” He pretended to stare deadpan at the opposite, “Don’t even try to defend it- IT.” He made sure to put an emphasize on the word.

“The wrath of Circe? You gave it a name?” A smile appeared on his face, you can hear it in his words- Circe is the only one he wouldn’t mind seeing him like this, “Scary.” 

After they gather all of her belongings, he prepares to stand up, “Circe, Listen- on other days, you’re allowed to hit me if I ever do this-” He snatched the bag from her hand, “-But, not now.” He held the bag securely, offering her his other hand so she can stand up, a serious expression on his face. “Knowing you, you’d probably do anything to ‘ fix ’ this. . thing, so we’re going to go find you a new bag now, you’re bound to take up my offer once in a while.” 

“Plus- I kinda needed to get away from everyone else, and you were here, so-” He shrugged, seeming hesitant to admit that to her- unwilling to give her the pleasure of knowing that she’s a safe place for him. Even after a lot of the things they went through- he still had difficulties with showing affection, “Now get up, you look like a lost little kid, we wouldn’t want people to ask questions.” 

Even though he’s hell-bent on making sure he doesn’t show so much affection to his friend, Axel hopes that Circe understood whatever he just meant, it is their senior year, and he hates having regrets.

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—BROOKSPRESCOTT:

Brooks rolled his eyes when Axel immediately said something about not going to the party.  “Come on dude, don’t be such a bore. There’ll be hot girls in bikinis.” He smirked as if he was letting the other in on a secret. Hot girls and them being practically naked should be enough reason convincing Axel of going. “Fourth pot? Got it. Thanks.”

Still the same old Brooks that’d do anything to get people to come to his party, “Hmm-” He puts his hands against his chin- pretending to consider, “-I’d go with a. . no.”

“I’ve been to your parties before, Brooks. You’d hog all the girls for yourself.” Axel laughed at his remark- standing up, “I also don’t need parties to get to see girls in minimal clothing,” He put his hand on the basketball captain’s shoulder, “Step up your game, cap.”

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—hwangjinsoul‌:

“Could you like do me a solid and give me a quick save? That guy over there keeps asking me out, well more like to go back to his room, and I’ve said no about a hundred times, so pretend we’re like having the time of our lives or having a wonderfully engaging conversation before I use this spork as lethal weapon.”

Axel turned to look at the person the other was eyeing, “If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were hitting on me.” He teased, giving the other a quick smirk. “-But a dude that can’t accept the word no?”

Axel shook his head, “A spork isn’t going to do enough of the work.” He pushed his tongue to the insides of his cheek- deep in thought, “We’ll bruise his ego first, then you can use your spork.”

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—CECECOX‌: 

“That’s so rude of her.” She gasped, finding that the girl she had been talking to had left without her noticing it. Cece had no idea when she had left, having been so focused on defending her right not to wear pants. It was a human right in her mind. “My mom says I don’t have to do things I don’t want to do.”

“Well, why did you even have that conversation in the first place?” Axel tilted his head- leaning against the air, “A little tip- next time, just ignore whoever tries to tell you what to wear.”

Axel gave her a soft actual smile at the mention of her mom, “I know, I was just teasing.” He decided to avert his focus on her skirt- rather than the conversation they’re having, “Yeah- you have a great mom. . and uh, a nice skirt.”

Hell if he knows anything about skirts, he’s rambling.

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—wickdhart‌:

circe’s favorite red bag had broken, the shoulder strap had snapped ( no surprise it was old and she had used it every day ). the blonde senior was crouching down to pick up the things that were spread all over the ground and despite being quick she wasn’t quick enough to snag the water bottle that rolled away from right under her grasp. “stop that rolling bottle won’t you?” she asked when only seeing some shoes a bit further away. she didn’t want her bottle to get crushed on the road as she continued to collect her things and noticing the screen on her phone had cracked as well. “dear satan.. what more..”

He didn’t  care to notice whoever it was that called to him- when he stopped the bottle with the ends of his shoe and kicked it back. “Be careful next time, would y-” He had turned to scold the other when he noticed the familiar blonde hair.

Axel hurriedly approached Circe, sighing- making sure to take the bottle he nonchalantly kicked off on his way over. He crouched next to her, visibly smiling.

“Guess that was ( finally ) the end for this old ugly bag.” He reached out to get the remaining stuff, when he noticed the cracked phone screen, his teasing smile faltering away. “Shit- Circe, didn’t I tell you a bunch of times to let me get you a new bag, you nuisance?” Flicking her forehead with his finger, her hard-headed personality can really annoy him sometimes, and this was one of those times.

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—sacred-michael‌:

Taking a long drag from his cigarette as Michael leaned casually against the brick building that resided between the gym and the science block. A personal favorite spot of his over the year, watching as the various students milled past him and blowing out the smoke up into the air. “I feel like we need to throw an epic party and soon.” He drawled out before taking another long drag, still observing the students as they past them. “A night that they’ll never forget but probably will.”

Axel turned his head, “Are you smoking pot, Michael? You’re sputtering out. . nonsense.” Axel chuckled at the other, taking a huff from his last cigarette. 

“If they don’t forget it, they don’t.” He closed his eyes, this was out of character, but he’s actually feeling some type of melancholy, and he lets it travel his body, he claimed to hate this place, but it is his home, and the thought of leaving it. . . was a weird image in his head.

“3 years drifted pretty fast, huh?”

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—sacred-madison‌:

The baby pink nails wracking on the mahogany table, turning the page on the biology textbook as she tapped her pen against the note book before jotting down a few more notes. “You know,” she drawled out, in that soft, almost sing song voice that she had become known for over the years. “It’s considered rude to stare.” She said bluntly before she finally glanced up and staring at the person intently.

He’s been trying to take a peek at Madison’s notes the last 15 minutes, for the most part he’d been late. “Really? On what consideration?” His eyes still intently staring at the other side of the notebook, covered by her hands now.

“Then you shouldn’t stare at me either, babe.” He furrowed his brows in frustration, his focus still hasn’t changed, his hands finally reaching out to get hers to move away, holding it by a mere second. 

He shrugged, “Thanks.” Before turning his head back to the board, chuckling- “Oh, and do try to understand what the person you’re talking to is actually doing, before you call them out.” 

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—trinixknight‌:

“So what do you think of the new hair?“ Trini asked flipping her hair cutely to show it off. She had dyed her hair from the brown hair her whole family shared to a blonde color. They already treated her differently so might as well look differently too. “Cece said that it would be a fun change for the new school year.”

“You pull it off, unsurprisingly.” Axel doesn’t get why people would do something that’d draw attention to themselves, but- the girl is doing it somewhat correctly, if it’s even possible.

“I meant that.” He added with a smirk. “Tell Cece she made a great choice, and also. . tell Trini she looks great.”

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—charlie-lance‌:

Charlie would roll up a joint she puts in her mouth trying to found her lighter once she can’t found it. she starts to look around to see if anyone is around. “Does anyone have a lighter i can use?”  

Axel side-eyed the other, and reached down into his pocket almost on reflex, not expecting to find anything.

He confusingly. . pulls out a rough-textured box “I have a box of match, for some reason.” He offered it to the girl, “Just don’t smoke inside, and don’t ask questions.”

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—kyletcox‌:

Kyle has spent the night in the gym, knowing he’d have to get out of his room to get away from Tyler and Cece. He’d hoped that everyone would’ve gone back to their room by now so that he’d be alone, but he was disappointed, spotting someone in front of him. He honestly couldn’t couldn’t be bothered to talk to anyone right now, but when he the persons phone fell out of their pocket he knew that he’d have to speak to them.

 “I think you’re gonna want this,” he smiled, holding out their phone to them.

Axel was  probably pacing too fast when he noticed the slight shadow of a person forming, the last thing he’d want to face right now. 

He didn’t even realize he’d dropped his phone, not knowing what was going on- he turned with an expression of extreme annoyance when the other seemed to talk to him.

“Wh-” He saw the jet black case ( a gift from circe because he keeps dropping his phone, like what’s happening right now ) and snatched it from the other’s hand. “Sure- thanks.”

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—brooksprescott:

“I say we get the keys to the pool and throw a little pool party…” He trailed off with a smirk on his lips. Technically he shouldn’t be partying at all, but Brooks ignored that. He missed the beach back at home and the pool was the closest he could get to it.

Axel stopped playing with the pen in his hand, “The pool?” He sat down, looking up to the other.

He sighed with relief, “Well, thanks for letting me know where I should stray away from tonight.” He gave Brooks a half-smile.

“No need for the fuss, anyway- the spare keys are under the fourth pot by the dorm entrance. You’re welcome.”

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—sophiiereynolds‌:

“GOD.   I   walked   into   the   cafeteria  and   some   guy   literally  pointed   at   me   and   shouted   at   the   top   of   his   lungs   ‘DIBS!’   before   turning   to   his   friends.   Sometimes   I   really   fucking   HATE   people.”

Axel pursed his lips together, attempting to not laugh at what came out of the other’s mouth. “Really?” His smirk finally forming.

“You sure they weren’t pointing at something behind you, instead of. . you?” Jerks exist- he knows that, but the story seemed a little far-fetched to him. “But, hey- if you’re so sure, what happened next?” A chuckle escaping his lips.