I Will Be Your Scarecrow

Steven Evans : 17 : Junior : Brother : Dreamer It's pretty hard to make a name for yourself when your older brother put his stamp on high school years earlier, but that's what I aim to do. Some people call me Stevie, but I've outgrown that name even if it's still what my sister Stacey calls me. I'm a musician, and part of the New Directions glee club at William McKinley High. That's one lofty legacy to live up to, especially when one of those living legends is now your choir director.

[bleedingout--foryou]

Here's to 2015

As good as this year was, I'm looking forward to next year even more. And one more night to make 2014 really count before all the fun of New Year's Eve starts.

[tainted--imperfection]

What do I get to do my first night of vacation...

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I could be doing worse things. I guess so, he’s going through a whole “all i want is mommy” phase. Kids, they’re such clingy things. This is why I don’t want any. 

They have a doctors appointment tomorrow to see what the next little basket-case is. 

[bleedingout--foryou]

I have no doubt that's true. Knew it. Oh yeah? I'm sure he'll be happy to settle with Aunt Sarah soon. So you've decided that?

Oh wow, already? That seems fast.

[tainted--imperfection]

What do I get to do my first night of vacation...

babysitting. 

they’re lucky I like the little rat.

[bleedingout--foryou]

Wow, kinda sucks to be you, doesn't it? Admit it, you are enjoying the alone time with Gabe.

That must have been last second, huh? Where'd your brother and Tana go?

[bleedingout--foryou]

Text Message to Stevie

Sarah: Have I mentioned that I'm selfish and hate holidays?

Steven: Once or twice, but that doesn't mean I won't keep trying to change your mind. :)

[bleedingout--foryou]

Text Message to Stevie

Sarah: I make no promises that I won't die before two thirty tomorrow

Steven: Well you'd better, because that's the very last thing I want for Christmas. Do I have to text you every hour on the hour tonight?

[bleedingout--foryou]

Text Message to Stevie

Sarah: It feels weird going to sleep alone tonight

Steven: I know, tell me about it. I know I can't make it out tonight, but at least you're right back here tomorrow. I hope that kiss will tide you over til then.

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Well I'd say this has been a pretty successful holiday

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Cooking classes in France, even better. On my way to kicking my brother’s ass on a daily basis. Who said anything about sleeping? I’ve got a boyfriend who better be on his way over to keep me warm for a bit. Since I know he won’t be over tomorrow night. Not sick of me yet Stevie? 

[bleedingout--foryou]

Much better, actually. A trip with a purpose. I'm sure he'll love the competition. Oh... see, now that's pretty different. Yeah, I don't see anyone sneaking in here the next couple of nights. Sorry about that. Not even a possibility of an issue. babe.

[bitchybriapierce]

Ooppps. Got drunk. Ooppps. Told BrittBritt’s potential boyfriend that he treats her like shit. Oooppppps, I almost hooked up with my neighbor who is home from college. Ooops.

[bleedingout--foryou]

Productive night, Bria?

[tainted--imperfection]

Well I'd say this has been a pretty successful holiday

airfare and accommodations for two weeks in France? I’ll take it. Thank you mom and dad for the perfect gift and Noah and San for the baking lessons that go along with it. Now it’s time to watch the kids for anther hour or so and then I’m hitting the sheets early. Spending the next 48 hours with the Evans’ because ma and dad are nuts. Though really I have no complaints. 

[bleedingout--foryou]

Two weeks in France? Damn, congratulations there. That's quite the gift on the last day that you got. Early to bed and early to rise, right? I'm not exactly upset that you'll be here for a couple of days either.

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Text || Sarah

Sarah: on second thought that might not be the best of ideas, the skating I mean.

Sarah: So you still haven't told me what you want for christmas.

Steven: Hold on, it might actually be. I'd have a real reason to hold onto you in public.

Steven: Oh, I'm happy with anything, babe. Music, something for my guitar? Honestly, anything from you will be perfect.

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Text || Sarah

Sarah: and maybe a bit of ice skating? I know that that old lake's finally all frozen over.

Steven: Skating sounds great. And I'll make sure to massage your bruises after we're done. ;)

[bleedingout--foryou]

Text || Sarah

Sarah: Well I mean, /you/ were my preference ;)

Steven: Okay, then /I/ am the lucky one. ;) Are you free after shopping, maybe?

[bleedingout--foryou]

Text || Sarah

Sarah: Well since we're already on break, I have a boyfriend to christmas shop for still.

Sarah: Got a hot date Stevie Evans?

Steven: Ahh, sounds like he's a lucky guy then.

Steven: That all depends on what you're doing after shopping.

[bleedingout--foryou]

Text || Sarah

Steven: So what sort of super secret plans are you up to tomorrow, Miss Puckerman?

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Who do I have to kill for pasta

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Not even close to over the top. The way the Romano reacts with the Colby jack and cheddar… perfect 

You should feed me for free, boyfriend perks. 

[bleedingout--foryou]

I think your brother's spoiled you just a little bit with his restaurant.

I can't argue with that logic. At all.

[tainted--imperfection]

Who do I have to kill for pasta

At this point in the week all I want is mac and cheese, with 5 cheeses and the rest of the fixings …maybe a bread stick too. Someone feed me, I’ll pay you to feed me. 

[bleedingout--foryou]

So it's five cheese Mac and Cheese? That seems a little over the top.

Now the paying to feed part...

[bleedingout--foryou]

Text Message to Stevie

Sarah: you could hang around with your other girlfriend for the day.

Steven: Okay, now that's tempting. Except people would notice us both gone.