you should be;

"lex non distinguitur nos non distinguere debemus." blair bueller eighteen. ravenwood university. pre-law.

[blair-bueller]

Text || Blythe

Ever: Nope. I'm better than okay though. Summertime, amirite.

Ever: I also wrote a song, thinking about recording it just for fun.

Blythe: Yeah.

Blythe: But you know, you can talk to me if you're not good. You know, being wild doesn't ever really help a problem. We both know that.

Blythe: What's it about? Or am I gonna have to wait to hear it?

[blair-bueller]

Text || Blythe

Ever: I did drugs and made out with a girl

Blythe: Are you okay?

Blythe: Are you having some sort of episode? You let me know and I will find you right now.

[blair-bueller]

roman.

“don’t say stuff you’ll regret, babe.” he shook his head, taunting her as he danced away from her a little bit.  “because I’ll go be stupid just to prove a point, you know I will.” roman smirked. he may have matured some in the past year or so, but if he wanted too, he could be petty. however, his relationship had been smooth sailing for a while. he didn’t see the need to fuck it up for fun anymore. but it didn’t hurt to remind his girlfriend who he was. 

“Oh, will you now?” Blythe asked her man, raising an eyebrow. “I mean, if you think you could find someone better suited for you, which I highly doubt you can, by all means, venture out.” She said, a devious smirk on her face as they both knew, he wouldn’t do it. What he and she had, while at times, tumultuous... it was also something they’d only found in each other. “But if you know what I know, you’ll get back over here.” She motioned him over, as they had more important things to do during this event. Like keep an eye on his little sister, as they’d promised his fathers. A task she’d taken to, she enjoyed seeing Roman’s more caring side.

[blair-bueller]

roman.

“Oh, but you didn’t want to say anything when I put it on?” he rolled his eyes and pouted like an annoyed little kid when he started taking off his shirt. but deep down he was happy to be taking off his shirt because now he could tease his girlfriend some more. “if you think me being shirtless gives you full access to be all over me, you thought wrong. gotta earn it, baby.“

“Well, because I knew we’d eventually find ourselves here.” Blythe told Roman with a tilt of her head, her pout very much matching his. “And I also knew you’d do just that and who am I to stop such a thing from happening.” Blythe spoke as her boyfriend removed his shirt, enjoying the sight very much. “But doesn’t it though?” She asked him. “Because if not all over you, who will be?” She asked him, a small ‘oh’ leaving her lips.

[blair-bueller]

“I think we can remove a couple of more buttons.” Blythe told her boyfriend, sipping her cocktail. “Actually, I think the whole shirt can go. Yeah, lose the shirt.” She shrugged, trying to hide her devious grin. “I mean, it’s the better option than that Hawaiian monstrosity you’re currently rocking.” @masondevereaux

[iconicgirls]

[blair-bueller]

emmett.

It wasn’t exactly the reaction Emmett had been anticipating and it showed on his face from the way his brow furrowed, and he said as much, “That’s it? Okay, you don’t want to talk about it or come to an agreement on if this is amicable or if we’re going to be friends or not, none of it?” 

“Why would I want to talk about you breaking up with me?” She asked him, wondering what made him think she wanted to talk about that? “Why should I? So I can appease you?” Beverly asked him. “You made your choice, Emmett. You decided to break up with me. You decided to break my heart. So no, I don’t want to talk to you. Not now, not ever.” She let him know. “You’re not my friend.” Beverly said. “You’re the guy who wasted my time and now that’s done.” She clapped at her hands. “Now, you’re welcome to go fuck everyone you want. Congratulations, you’ve finally gotten what you’ve wanted.” Beverly made her way to her apartments makeshift bar, pulling out a bottle. “Let’s cheer to that.”

[blair-bueller]

emmett.

“Yeah, awfully serious is an understatement.” He agreed and didn’t sit, figuring after he said what he said he wouldn’t be around for much longer and probably shouldn’t get comfortable. “I think we should break up, and I’m really sorry about that believe it or not, but there it is.” 

Beverly heard the words that left his mouth and she couldn’t say she was surprised. Not one bit. Emmett had always had a wandering eye and despite that, she’d tried her hardest to be there for him. To try to make a life with the man in front of her. But she couldn’t change someone who wasn’t willing to change themselves. She nodded her head, not wanting to hear anything he had to say. He’d already said what he needed to say and she’d already wasted enough time. So she tugged her satin night robe closer to her figure. “There it is.” She repeated after him, biting down on her lower lip. “Well, you certainly know where the door is.” Beverly told him, pointing in the direction he’d came from. “You and I have nothing else to discuss so by all means.”

[blair-bueller]

emmett.

“Hi, I’m sorry I know it’s a bit late but I was needing to talk to you and I’ve just sort of worked myself up and don’t want to lose the nerve. Can I come in?” Emmett said after he knocked on the door and Beverley answered the door. He already felt like the biggest dick, but he told himself he’d be a bigger one if he just kept moving along hoping he’d become as invested in their relationship as she was when it wasn’t happening for him.

@blair-bueller

Beverly opened her front door, surprised to see Emmett standing there. He hadn’t told her he was on her way and by the sound of it, he had something he had to say. “Yes, of course.” She nodded as she stepped aside to let him into her apartment. “What’s going on?” She asked him as she stepped into her living room. “I assume whatever it is must be awfully serious if it couldn’t wait until the morning.” She told him as she pulled her long locks up into a ponytail. 

[gasae]

jourdan dunn by the morelli brothers for wonderland magazine.

[blair-bueller]

nathan.

“Well, if that’s the only reason you came to this. who am I to disappoint you?” He said, playfully unzipping his pants but stopping since he knew it’d be bad if started stripping in front of Blythe. “Not yet no-” he started, stopping mid sentence when his face was grabbed. “That would be appreciated, yes.”

Blythe laughed as he began to unzip his pants, covering her face to turn away from the sight. But when she looked back, he was still in his pants. “Really? You had me thinking you were really going through with that.” Blythe slapped at his arm. “Then, we need to get you there. You’re talking about curses at a party. And you’re not even fucked up, no. We need to change that.” She pointed over at the bar. “Go on, let’s walk.” She told him, snapping her fingers. 

[blair-bueller]

nathan.

“the last time i went streaking and or got naked in public it was a big no no. I feel like someone is setting me up for failure tonight.” Nathan said as he narrowed his eyes in suspicious, turning to the person next to him afterwards. “Is this the cruz curse i’ve heard so much about coming to get me? Because i guarantee right now any challenge i may or may not do will end badly. I feel it in my soul, dammit.”

“Are you telling me you’re not streaking tonight?” Blythe said with a snap of her fingers, shaking her head. “That’s the only reason I came to this thing.” She teased him, raising an eyebrow as he spoke of some curse. “I have no idea what you’re talking about? Did you smoke something?” Blythe asked him, grabbing a hold of his face so he was looking at her. “You don’t look fucked up yet, so maybe we need to get you another drink to fight off this ‘curse’.”

[blair-bueller]

roman.

“where’s my girlfriend? you know the one who’s competitive as fuck and doesn’t take no for an answer?” he teased. roman couldn’t help but admire the woman blythe was today. they both went through much-needed maturity (especially him) to finally have a healthy relationship. “it has to be nothing otherwise they wouldn’t have asked me. they went extra on the highlight too so you know I’m probably wearing the bare minimum.”he laughed as he peeked over at his rack and the other guys. 

“she’s very much still here.” blythe said, poking at his chest with each word that left her lips. if there was any proof to her being that woman, why was she by his side backstage rather than waiting to see him out on that cat walk? because she made it clear that she deserved to be back here. “i don’t believe that, i get to see you in clothes and out of them everyday and let me tell you... both are a sight.” blythe batted her lashes, holding her cheek out for a kiss. “if that’s the case, then we surely know this is about to be the most talked about show this season.” blythe’s eyes looked over in the direction he was looking. “looking for felipe already? i’m sure he’s doing the exact same thing.”

[blair-bueller]

roman.

“I’m mad about it too. I peeped some of the girls and…” the grimace on his face not subtle at all. “I don’t know what they were thinking when they picked the girls. charity maybe? but it’s good, no one’s gonna talk about them when they see you. so you know what we’re gonna do? not trip off them.” he reached for his hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. he was confused why his girlfriend wasn’t chosen but was glad she was supporting him. lately he was focusing on his business and didn’t have time to model as much so he was happy to be walking the runway again. 

“Roman,” Blythe covered his face so that no one could see his dislike for some of the opinions casted for tonight’s fashion show. But she couldn’t help but laugh, this is why she loved the man in front of her. He made no reservations about being honest. “Clearly, they wanted to give some people the opportunity to live out their fantasy. Which, I’m more than okay with as this our reality.” Blythe told him, nodding along with him. Why focus on being upset when she could focus on what a great moment this was for Roman. “So what exactly are they making you wear tonight?” She asked, as she saw nothing on his rack as of yet. “Don’t tell me it’s nothing.”

[blair-bueller]

“I am highly offended that I wasn’t personally invited to walk that De La Renta runway,” Blythe complained to her boyfriend, Roman Devereaux as she watched him get put together. “But at least one of us is doing it.” She said with a smile. As upset as she was, she was glad for Roman... plus he was representing one half of the most beautiful couple in Rosewood so, all the better. @masondevereaux

[iconicgirls]

[blair-bueller]

nathan.

“Well if it isn’t Blythe Buller. It’s been a long time.” nathan smiled as he approached the girl. “ I promise this isn’t how I wanted to start up a conversation again.” He held up the piece of paper with her name on it, shrugging some. @blair-bueller

“Nathan Cruz,” She said, with her usual brand of coolness before a small smile found itself on her face. “Oh, it’s not?” Blythe asked.  “But yet, here we are. My name on a paper, yours on mine.” She opened hers up to show off his name. “And now I can’t help but wonder who masterminded this?” Blythe playfully crossed her arms.