yoho

"this is either madness...or brilliance."

[brooksturner]

Do you love me? (i'm well aware these two have never interacted but what the hell, everybody's gotta start talking at some point :P)

'woah, someone's jumping the gun.' brooks said with a chuckle, looking at her. 'i love your confidence. does that count?'

[brooksturner]

🚗 (Carina)

brooks was never one for long car rides. he dreaded them, especially when he had to drive. if it was anyone other than carina in the car, there was no way he'd ever pull this prank on them. 'man, im exhausted.' he yawned, letting his head and hands fall, pretending to doze off while he knee steadied the wheel.

[brooksturner]

❗️ … heard some news about your muse (Carina)

'carina! HEY!' brooks grinned, holding his phone up to his ear. 'i heard you taught our crew a few lessons today. i doubt they'll ever act up again, eh?'

[brooksturner]

🚗 (alex!)

brooks drummed his fingers against the steering wheel, one of his hands hanging out of the window. it was a beautiful day for a roadtrip, and he decided to drag alex along with him. 'what kind of music do you like?' he questioned, attempting to tune the radio.

[brooksturner]

3.

'the floor is lava!' the words rung through his ears like ice. brooks lived for this game. he quickly began to survery the scene and saw that his only shot at winning would be the lockers. he quickly scaled them, hands grabbing at the metal, trying to get his feet off the ground. the boy was never the most athletic, except for when it came to swimming. so, he slipped, and ultimately lost the game. 'well fuck.'

[brooksturner]

bunchofreaks

blue eyes stared at his outstretched hand and she sighed, giving in.  she placed the folder in her hands and looked back up at his face. “i want a pink cupcake with some sprinkles on it.” her gaze went back to the folder and she shook her head. “all these clubs are going to flip on me and kick me out.”

brooks chuckled, taking the folder when she handed it to him. 'gee, i never thought of that.' he said sarcastically, opening the door to the bakery. 'ladies first. go ahead and pick a seat.' he threw the folder in the trash after walking inside, following heading up to the counter. he ordered their sweets, making sure he got claire's right, walking back to the table. 'did someone order a pink cupcake with sprinkles?'

[brooksturner]

bunchofreaks

her smile faltered a bit as he lead the way. “sugar? but, that’s not good for my skin. my momma says a girl’s skin is her best feature and how can it—-you know what? i’m going to shut up.” that lasted a good two seconds under she heard his next words. “throw all my papers away? are you crazy?”

'i wouldn't call myself crazy,' brooks grinned at the other, holding out his hand. 'my father once said, this is either madness, or brilliance.' he recited, wiggling his fingers. 'and this for sure, has to be brilliance. come on, hand em over. i'll even buy your sweet of choice.'

[brooksturner]

bunchofreaks

she stared at his hand before looking back up at him. “but…mock trial club…” she murmured, pointing down the hall. her eyes then went back down to her hand and she smiled slightly. “alright,” she spoke, taking his hand. “what are we doing?”

brooks grinned as she took his hand, pulling her out the doors, and towards the bakery. 'we're gonna put some sugar in your system. everybody loves sugar.' he said, turning over his shoulder to look at her. 'and then, you're gonna throw all of those papers away.'

[brooksturner]

bunchofreaks

she raised her brows at his shocked expression and laughed. “it is! but, i see it as an experience i get to have rather than not having any….if that makes any sense,” she shrugged. “…..uh…” she thought for a moment. when was the last time she took a break? “i did last year when i got sick with the flu in march.”

he chuckled, shaking his head. 'you took one break, when you got the flu.' he recited, looking at her. 'come on. let's go.' brooks held out his hand towards her, motioning his head towards the doors. 'you're taking a break. with me.'

[brooksturner]

bunchofreaks

“i really should. i’m in at least ten and it’s exhausting,” she sighed, a hand running through her hair. “i’m the president of six. it looks great on my transcript but, not so good for my brain and keeping up with things.”

brooks stared at her, shocked by her answer. he was clearly being sarcastic, but her answer was far from that. 'woah. that's a lot of work.' he actually felt bad for the girl. nobody should have to work that hard. 'do you ever take a break?'

[brooksturner]

bunchofreaks

she smiled, happy she was right. “yeah, that’s my momma,” she grinned, putting the papers in her folder. she sighed a bit before responding, “mock trial club and then to check out the drama club.” she shook her head, “i’m a cluboholic.”

brooks chuckled, shaking his head a bit. 'a cluboholic? you should probably slow down, hun.' he teased, looking over his shoulder. 'how many clubs are you in? and are you president of them all?'

[brooksturner]

C L A I R E 

“turner as in william turner?” she asked, brows raised. she was familiar with many names around auradon, always trying to get to know everyone. she smiled as he helped her stand, brushing herself off a bit. “my name is claire. claire la bouff. it’s nice to meet you, brooks.”

'that's the one.' he said with a grin, brushing himself off as well. 'ah, la bouff. i've heard that before. charlotte, right?' he questioned, almost positive he was right. 'so, where were you off to in such a hurry?'

[brooksturner]

bunchofreaks

she let out a small giggle, shaking her head. “my momma always told me i was way too clumsy to be apart of the family,” she sighed, taking the papers from him. “i must get it from my father or somethin. thank ya for helping me pick these papers up.”

brooks smiled at her, standing up and offering his hand to her. 'it's not problem at all. my name is brooks. brooks turner.' he said, helping her up. 'what's your name?'

[brooksturner]

bunchofreaks:

@brooksturner

“oh come on,” she sighed as her papers went flying. she looked up at the person who fell victim to her not paying attention and she gave a weak smile. “i’m sorry,” she groaned, going down to pick them all up. “this proves that i need to pay more attention to my surroundings. you’re the third person i bumped into today.”

stumbling off of his feet and straight onto his ass, brooks instantly felt guilty. he looked up at the girl, quickly beginning to help pick up the papers. 'oh, no. it was all my fault, i'm sorry.' he explained, gathering the papers in a stack. 'i'm extremely clumsy as well. my mother always said my feet were too big for my body.' he joked, smiling as he handed her the papers. 'here.'

[brooksturner]

all day, brooks had been working up the courage to talk to dahlia. honestly, he shouldn't even be nervous. but this was dahlia. she was the sweetest person to ever walk the streets of auradon. he approached her dorm door, hand curling into a fist, knocking three times. in his other hand, he was holding a bouquet of flowers. as the door opened he grinned, holding the flowers towards her. 'hey, dahl. i uh, saw these flowers, and they made me think of you.'

@dahlia

[brooksturner]

brooks climbed out of the water, his eyes scanning for his towel. there wasn't many people around. why would there be? it's nearly midnight, and as usual, brooks decided he needed to go for a swim. spotting the green towel, he scooped it up and began to dry off, his eyes catching another person. 'oh. hey, man. what're you doing out so late?'

@ofnaivc

[brooksturner]

brooks grinned at the girl in front of him, his arms crossed over his chest, leaning back in his chair. 'cordelia, right?' he questioned, leaning forward so his elbows were now on his desk. 'my name is brooks. and have i got the joke for you.'

@cordeliatriton