Blake Harris

I always provide doesn't matter what is it, I have my ways Blake Harris 16 Riverside High

[blake-harris]

teachermadelineharris:

Quickly Eleanor left her office going down to the kitchen. She could hear him moving around upstairs, seeming to go back and forth, but at the moment she didn’t want to ask him about it. Instead she quickly made him some lunch before taking it upstairs.

“Si which room have you gone into now Sweetheart?” Madeline asked as she walked through the hall checking in each room.

“I’m in here,” Blake called from his room. His mother’s comment made him worry about getting caught but he couldn’t worry now because guilty would plaster itself on his face. If there’s one thing that moms can see and create it’s guilt.

[blake-harris]

elliotxharris:

She nodded, part of her feeling bad that her presence was what made things so crowded at home. “Okay, I guess.” She sighed. “I had this fight with Riley…Not that we’ve exactly been getting along since I got back, but…” She put her head in her hands. “It was so bad.”

Elliot and Riley never really got along, fighting would be too out of the ordinary for them, they both have such strong personalities but this seemed different.“What was the fight about?” he asked.  “I’m sure things will blow over,” Blake tried to comfort her by reaching across the table and rubbing her shoulders. 

[blake-harris]

ivyxcallahan:

Ivy was obviously confused, she had missed her first class and didn’t even realize her mistake. It wasn’t in her habits, she wasn’t the best at school but she did try and rarely missed a day. But today, the redhead was seriously thinking about returning home. The night had been filled with cries and worries, and the stress wasn’t good for the baby. 

“ Oh.. Right. Thanks, Blake. “ She said, recognizing the younger male.

“No problem,” he shrugged. “Are you okay?” Blake whispered, “I’m here if you need to chat or something.” Ivy looked as though she really needed something, and Blake Harris is always around to provide. His methods might be morally gray but in this case it mostly appears as though Ivy needs a hug. If she was yo say in need of Xanax then that could also be arranged. 

[blake-harris]

charlottemich:

“Busy, are we?” Charlotte said, sitting infront of him, as she dropped her bag carelessly next to her and stole one of his fries. “We haven’t talked in a while, wanted to know if you got me a few clients.” She said, winking slightly. 

After Charlotte took a fry he nudged the plat of them to the middle, inviting her to take more. She was always a welcomed visitor, being as she was always ready for whatever task he gave her. “Actually yes and you’ll love this. Some of academic elite of our dear school need a little push in their grade now that it’s college apps season”

[ivyxsienna-blog]

Ivy really wasn’t feeling class this morning. I mean, of course if she had the choice school would be at the bottom of her activities list, but today was worse than most. Her one year boyfriend broke up with her the night before, and on top of that an anonymous blog spread the news around town for her. What a night, right?

Ivy walked slowly in the class, coffee in hand. She headed to the only free desk- that’s what happens when you’re late. 

[blake-harris]

Blake sat in the back of study hall with an empty seat beside him. Most people knew to leave an open seat next to him so that his work remained confidential and anyone could reach him. Or at least that’s what Blake tells himself, the truth is that he ditched his friends over the summer so he could focus on his business. 

Blake watched as Ivy entered the class and sat next to him. It had been so long since Blake had had a conversation with her, what was it now nearly seven or eight years. The pair had been childhood playmates but their friendship ended when they stopped going to playgrounds. 

Ivy looked as though she had been crying, puffy eyes and dark circles sat on her face. She was carry the notebook for the class that was in here before his. “Ivy,” he whispered, “your class was last period.”

[blake-harris]

brooksmccarthy:

“Beg? I mean, I could get into that,” he teased back, wagging his brows playfully. Blake’s positive news made his lips curl up into a broad smile. “I could kiss you, B. You know, fuck it, I’m just gonna do it.” Leaning forward, he pressed his lips against the younger boy’s cheek. “Thanks, babe. I owe you one.”

Blake didn’t know how he felt about the sudden bust of affection from the McCarthy boy but it brought a cocky eyed smile to the brunette’s face. It made him feel like he did his job well. “Just wait until get the results,” Blake teased 

[blake-harris]

calebrucci-rp:

He picked up the menu .” Way too much vodka and -um other stuff.” He wasn’t going to tell anyone he didn’t know well the thing he was doing, his appearance probably gave him away at the moment.

Blake could tell that there was something Caleb was hiding and he wanted to know more. Prying in a direct manner would only result in creating distance between him and the boy, this had to be subtle. “Yeah that’s stuff nasty. Hat’s off to you though for doing that much and the etcetera.” 

[blake-harris]

elliotxharris:

Elliot walked into the diner, to get her regulated meal of a piece of protein, vegetables, and one starch, and surprisingly, saw her brother in one of the booths. “Hey little brother,” she said, plopping down across from him. “What brings you here?”

“Hey El,” Blake closed the notebook as Elliot sat down. “Home is a little crowded with everyone being back and all” he shrugged looking off in the distance. “How was your day?”

[blake-harris]

teachermadelineharris:

“Right, of course. I’ll bring it up as soon as I can,” Which meant she’d drop everything to make him food. It upset her to feel him drawing away when they had been so close.

Blake left his mom’s office and headed back his bedroom. He waited until his mom went to kitchen before sneaking back across the hallway. Blake was in search of the bag of ungraded homework assignments from senior year history. When he found it under her desk he slipped in one of his client’s essay’s. 

Blake calmly walked out of the office and heading back to his room unaffected by his actions. The only worry he had was getting caught in mom’s office by one of his siblings.

[blake-harris]

calebrucci-rp:

“Alright than.” He chuckled and walked up to the door, holding the door open for him, walking in after and finding a table.

“Thanks,” Blake said with a slight head nod as he walked passes Caleb. When the boys sat down he asked, “So what where you up to last night that got you hung over?’

[blake-harris]

brooksmccarthy:

“Blakey!” Brooks exclaimed cheerfully, as he casually slung his arm around the younger boy’s boney shoulders. “I figured I might find you in this dump, my dude. By the way, ignoring my snaps just because I’m talking about your fine-ass sister? Not cool, but you’re forgiven, as long as you have good news for me about the ACT.” 

“I’m forgiven? oh good, I was worried that I’d have to beg,” he teased turning his head to look at Brooks. “Yup, Peter Johnson will be able to take yours next weekend.”

[blake-harris]

elliotxharris:

“Alright, I’ll see what I can find. I’m sure they’ve been changed since I was in school, so I don’t see the harm.” She gave her little brother a smile, she knew he struggled in school sometimes and wanted to give him all the help she could. “I can help you memorize them. I’ll make some clash cards.”

“Thank you,” he smiled. “Flash cards are probably a good idea...I’ve started to run out of room on my hand. Is that how you memorized everything, with flash cards?”

[blake-harris]

ofriley:

“You call it love, I call it accepting the fact that if another Harris brat won then someone would claim the system was rigged.” 

“For better or for worse we Harris’s will always have our looks”

[blake-harris]

Blake sat at the local diner, before him he had a plate of fries and a chocolate shake. He was trying to pair up people who need someone to take the ACT for them and people who took the ACT for people. 

He hear someone call his name, “yeah” 

[blake-harris]

elliotxharris:

“I’ve looked, and nothing pays as well. Besides, it’s not so bad, sometimes.” Elliot said with a sigh. “Really? Well, I’m very happy to help. I think I have some old tests and homework asignments around somewhere. Ah, algebra II, such simpler times. I miss those equations.” Elliot enjoyed being someone that her little brother could turn to, and while her and Riley had been tense since she got home, her and Blake had only gotten closer. 

“Old tests and homework would be great,” Blake smiled knowing exactly what he’d be able to do with the papers his sister gives him. Sure he felt bad for lying, I mean it’s not really a lie, I’ll use them but I’ll also sell them. “I can’t seem to keep the equations straight, they all look the same.” 

[blake-harris]

calebrucci-rp:

He shifted the gear and sped off, he felt alive driving stick shift and it was an adrenaline rush. reaching the diner he parked the car. “sorry about my speeding, you alright?”

Blake jolted back when the car stopped, “yeah, I’m fine. There’s nothing wrong with living in the fast lane.” He opened the car door and got out.”

[flcvrdelys]

SNAP ⌲ OPEN

[blake-harris]

brooksmccarthy:

BROOKS: i Almost feel bad bc you made it that easy, but i’m still laughing at your expense, ngl. BROOKS: speaking of  🍑 BROOKS: your hot sister is still single, right?

BLAKE: stay the fuck away from my sister