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merefoley‌:

it was impossible to suppress the wide smile that now occupied mere’s face. not that she wanted to, anyway. every compliment given between her friends was always so genuine—they truly believed in each other, one hundred percent. the love was there, that much was obvious. feeling it especially so now, the brunette playfully leaned into the redhead. “trying? i thought that was quite successful,” she answered, eyes spotting the nearest exit. they quickly flashed back to cait at her smooth words. “whoa, c!” she laughed, the girls’ voices echoing down the hall. if anyone saw them they’d swore they walked right out of a catalog or cheesy movie.

the decision to leave school took mere a moment of consideration—she’d just skipped yesterday to find jer—but ultimately she decided it was fine. her last period was study hall, after all. mr. knox woulnd’t mind if his most studious student decided to do homework at home today. at least, she assumed. “ew,” mere said of detention as her nose scrunched. “i guess we have to make the most of your time before you’re thrown into the clink, then.”

" i was playing HARD to get, i mean how else are we going to get a movie written about us? “ caitlin replied with a with a snort. “ we’ve got to embellish our lives a little if we want to be the next titanic. “ she finished with a roll of her shoulders. “ you know without the sinking, or freezing probably a lot more sex —- possibly rated r. “ she rambled on, catching up on her own joke before shaking her head. “ gotta enjoy my time as a free bird, before i get locked up in the CLINK. the outside world will be nothing but a memory. “ she added dramatically placing her free hand over her forehead. “ but i’ll be sure to trade some gum, for pen and paper on the inside. our love will go on, even if it’s via LETTER. “ she finished, pretending to sniffle. there seriously was no place she felt better than in the company of one of the people she cared the most about in the world, all of the anger she always felt just disappeared and she knew that it was all because of them. “ which reminds me, i’d need a last meal too... i’m thinking lots and lots of mac and cheese.“

#( convo. )#( ft. foxxy )

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lorenatwood‌:

“me? fucking follow you around?” un-fucking-believeable. loren rolled his eyes, a scoff escaping his lips as his words finished. if anything, he went out of his way avoid the red headed demon. more often then not, he ended up with bite marks lining every inch of his body after spending time with cait (and there weren’t always the fun, sexy kind – she had a nasty habit of literally snapping at him with her unusually sharp teeth like a fucking lion when he said something she didn’t agree with). if they weren’t throwing insults each other’s way, he was throwing her against a wall– his lips on hers. there was no in between when it came to loren and caitlin – – all or nothing it seemed, was the only speed they could handle. it was unhealthy and completely problematic but both words could also describe themselves.. maybe that’s why they were always so drawn to each other.

“listen satan,” he started, reaching to tuck a piece of her hair that had gotten away from her during her fit back behind her ear. “just chill the fuck out, alright? you think you can fucking take everyone and i hate to break it to ‘ya, but you fucking can’t. you’re fucking tiny,” he rested his hand on her head, exaggerating her size (while also keeping her exactly where she was, arms length away from him so she couldn’t attack again). “you fucking need me, as much as i fucking hate admitting it.”

" yes, you. —- unless you know another BRAIN DEAD giant, who stomps around behind me, trying to get my attention. “ she replied, something resembling a smirk forming on her features. it wasn’t that she minded exactly, at least when he wasn’t speaking and his lips were busy doing something else. she and lo were good at everything but actually communicating. the boy could breathe next to her and she’d start yelling about how he was being too loud. things were just that simple, but just that overly complicated at the same time and caitlin often thought that the only ending to it would probably come the day they both ended up destroying each other.

a sigh slipped past her lips, hazel eyes meeting the dark of his as he placed a strand of her hair behind one of her ears. that was un-normally sweet, but well that was them wasn’t it? they had random moments all the time and they always managed to throw her off her game, but that was more than likely the reason why she was infatuated with him. the rush of not knowing what was coming next, it was addicting and it helped that he was an excellent kisser too. and so she held her breath, tilting her head as she spoke. “ i am chill. “ she paused, her voice as flat as she could possible manage. “ you’re the one that’s about to have an aneurysm, over nothing. “ she finished, before giving him a light smile. “ i’m not made of glass lo... i’m not going to break if i get into a fight. “ or seven, she really didn’t mind. besides it was a good way to sort through her anger, therapy in a way. she reached for the hand that was holding her head, attempting to move it out of her hair. “ three seconds, devil dick.... three seconds before i break it. “

#( convo. )#( ft. devil dick )

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ssnflcwers‌:

“Funny, I’m laughing.” She said noticing her sarcasm. “I’m able to sleep because mostly everyone at Beverly thinks I’m a dumb kid that arrive from a foreign country and not Crenshaw. I also don’t see the issue with the Beverly kids coming at us,” She lied, she seen a few that keep bullying the smaller students. “I went to England over the summer and other places too. If you want to talk about that be ALL ears.”

caitlin blinked a few times, unsure of how to react. surely the idea that they thought she was just an exchange student was funny but the other half of it —- what on earth? how could it not be an issue? she was about ready to throw down every time she saw someone intimidate anyone from their school. “ right, all birds and flowers around you i guess. “ she added with a roll of her eyes, before quirking her brow. “ england huh? what’s that like? did you find HOGWARTS? i always promised trix we’d go on a hunt for it some-day. “

#( convo. )#( ft. susie sunshine )

finleyhadland‌:

“i’m well aware, honestly how you’ve made it this far in school honestly wow’s me at times.” finley chuckled softly as he looked back at her but it wasn’t his usual light laugh and instead the sound was clearly forced - fake. at her words he shook his head, he was used to bottling everything up, to keeping it to himself, to dealing with it all so that he could just focus on helping his friends with whatever they needed him for instead. “you listen to me talk all the time, you even pretend to like football to listen to me.” he scoffed, maybe he could distract her instead. she wasn’t going to quit though, he knew her well enough to know that she wasn’t going to just let it go. “there’s this girl, she’s the coaches daughter and i knocked her on her ass the other day, i wanted to say sorry and thank you because she was then my tour guide for the day, amyway she put a photo of me on her instagram, i had no idea why i thought she was just being nice - but then she must have gone away and she got a hickey, i don’t know if it was planned or not but when he dad found out she told him it was me, and i didn’t even touch her caitlin.” he rambled, he wasn’t even sure if he was making sense. “i’d never be that stupid, her brother is on the team too, but coach was pissed, it’s why i’ve had to run an extra two hours a day before and after practice and why i can’t play.”

" ha. ha. ha. i’m capable of self control, sometimes —- all right so never. “ but she was also not an idiot, she needed to be with her friends. getting herself kicked wouldn’t do her any favors when it came to protecting them. the red head frowned, a heavy sigh slipping from her lips as she waited for him to say what she wanted him but as soon as he began to speak, her hands curled into fists at her sides. she’d kill her, literally. hazel eyes flashed dangerously for a few seconds at least they did until, she caught the look in his eyes, that instantly made her push her rage to the back of her mind, and instead she threw her arms around him. standing on her toes, as she wrapped her arms around his neck. screw this school, and all of the stupid rich kids in it. “ i’ll fix it. “ she promised, how? she didn’t know and if she couldn’t fix it, she’d at least get some sort of pay back.

“ i’ll fix it, okay? i swear. “ squeezing tightly she pulled back, and shook her head. “ and screw the cheer team. if you aren’t playing, i’m not cheering. “ it would be step one, of a very long list of ways to get even. these kids respected nothing, but it wasn’t right, if fin didn’t play it meant that scouts wouldn’t see him and he wouldn’t go on to play in college. and that was something she knew he wanted, she wanted that for him too. if any one of them had a chance of making something of themselves she always believed it was him and mer. and she wanted to do anything in her power to help them do just that. “ or at the very least, i’ll dig my fist so far up her nose... she’ll need several nose jobs to straighten it back up. “ laughing softly, she released a heavy sigh, it wasn’t exactly like she was joking. her solution to things was always punch first and well no that’s as far her instincts went. “ let’s blow off the game. “ she suddenly offered. “ do.... anything else. “

#( convo. )#( ft. hubs )

eaglesjulian‌:

Julian couldn’t help but snicker at her words, finding it incredibly hilarious what she’d call the teacher. “I mean this place isn’t really big on the teacher’s being called out and stuff. Especially with the truth. Don’t worry they won’t be too hard because they still care about their public appearance so they can’t be extremely harsh on the new kids since this is also more for the school than it is for actual charitable purposes.”

" so then it’s safe to say i won’t be expelled or suspended? damn, and here i was trying to get some time away from this place. “ was she joking? somewhat, it wasn’t a secret that she wasn’t thrilled to be here —- as she was one of the loudest voices when it came to sharing her discontent but that was beside the point. “ ah public appearance, can’t ever have too much GOOD publicity. “ now that confused her, so much of what this world seemed to be, seemed so scripted, and well not genuine that she wasn’t sure how some of these people looked in the mirror. creasing her brow for a moment she sighed. “ kind of sad, if you ask me. i mean sure crenshaw wasn’t winning awards or on anyone’s radar but our teachers cared... like really cared. “ she didn’t finish her sentence, mostly because she caught herself. she never did well with revealing too much of herself, but it was obvious she missed it. “ this place is literally, an extreme version of wonderland... like is the mad hatter going to pop out of a corner? “

#( convo. )#( ft. julian esposito )

jcmiesans‌:

being from crenshaw & the living situation she had, not a big house like the ones who lived in beverly hills, but she cherished the house she does have. she does that with everything, finding the good in all things bad. that’s just who she is, & that’s how she always will be. she knows she can be annoying at times, but she just doesn’t like to think negatively about anything in her life. glancing over at the other, her arms fold over her chest as she walks beside her, a laugh leaving her lips with a shake of her head, “you gotta eat proper here, cait, pinky up & elbows off the tables, that’s the rule.” jamie joked around with her a chuckle leaving her lips while she moved her hands to grip the straps of her backpack. “i don’t see how they count that as an insult to be honest.” she shrugs her shoulders, missing crenshaw heights so much already. “you know me too, i just miss our hallways & our entire school for that matter.” glancing around at the walls, she shakes her head, “honestly i agree. i could never be fake like some here.”

" address everyone, in the proper fashion. you know CURTSY in the presence of the teachers, maybe lay out a red carpet so our shoes don’t get dirty. “ she joked, laughter spilling from her lips as she reached for jamie’s arm, liking it with hers. “ they assume we’re here because we DREAM about a life like this. “ would money be nice? sure, it would help some but it was as if these kids didn’t realize that their personal problems would still be there. underneath all of the labels and designers, caitlin was sure that the core of the issues she worked so hard to hide would be there, her mother would still be gone, dad too busy drinking himself to death and her? perpetually looking to get herself kid, aka being rich did nothing but give them better clothes. “ we all do, and it sucks to know that we won’t walk across that stage to get our diplomas. i mean even our teachers — i miss seeing their proud faces, any time we accomplished something. “ the staff at crenshaw believed in them far too much, more than they should and caitlin was forever grateful for that. “ but hey, at least we have each other no? if you guys weren’t here, i’d jump out a window. “

#( convo. )#( ft. bambi santiago )

wtf-reed‌:

A soon as Caitlyn fully noticed who she was talking to the atmosphere suddenly went chilly.Reed understood why the Crenshaw students felt unwelcomed and like they needed to put on a prickly defence up.Some of the other Beverly Students felt threatened by other people turning up on their `turf`.Reed personality didn’t see it like that.Any opportunity to meet new people and get in their good graces and maybe their beds as well. ”Only on weekdays ? But chauvinism never sleeps.Ah , so that’s how people with anger issues work ? It’s all about the moon cycle and how good your sleep was ? I’m too well liked and good at sports to be a referee.”He said ,hoping that enough of his awful jokes would get the girl to let her guard down.”Being called a hippie sounds more like an compliment than an insult .Who wouldn’t want to do a bunch of LSD and go on protests for nuclear disarmament ?”

okay so he was funny, that was a first. most of the bh kids she’d run into seemed to lack a sense of humor. more like a sense of humor that identified with her brand of comedy, because they had a stick shoved their ass — but mentioning that was probably not the way to keep the interaction civil. “ perhaps, but a girl’s gotta have a day job and on weekends i’m too busy pouring COFFEE, to fight the patriarchy. “ a part time job that kept her out of the house when her father was around, she couldn’t ask for much else. laughing softly, a small but genuine smile formed on the ginger’s features, as she quirked her brow. “ protests i can do, LSD... with my luck i’d hallucinate being eaten by a dragon — i think i’d pass, but hey they had alcohol in the 70′s no? and all that free love? now that doesn’t sound half bad. “ not that she needed to go back in time for that, she and her friends were literally living that reality now. “ not bad beverly hills, you pass... for now. “ what was that he passed she didn’t know but at the very least she didn’t want to shove her foot up his ass, and that was progress.

#( convo. )#( ft. reed jennings )

jamesonmatt‌:

“how am i weird?” he raised an eyebrow, “because i told you it’s the same story everyday.” the young man sighed, these crenshaw kids were weird and yet, he dated trixie, who was special in her own right. “you come here. you yell at someone, you try to throw a punch someone.” he was slightly aware of every other argument that happened at school. not because he wanted to be but because it ran through the halls like wildfire, he chuckled at the mental joke. “i’m just saying it’s getting boring.” he nodded, “if you didn’t understand that,” matthew shrugged, “i’m hungry. are we done with whatever this is or do we go get a burger and you can tell me about the many other times you insulted someone? scouts honor i’ll try to listen.”

" slow your roll nerd — trix may have given you the time of day, for some reason only god understands but that doesn’t mean i have to. “ they weren’t dating anymore, which meant that civility was probably not something that should matter. even if what he was saying was true and her actions now, proved it as such. “ i rather be around people who WANT my company, as opposed to feeling like they are forced to endure it. “ she added, hands at her sides tightly closed as she did her best to reel in whatever it was that she felt. she was easily angered, having a short fuse wasn’t a secret but for someone to so blatantly point it out? it bothered her, but with that last word, she began to turn on her heels with every intention to walk away. “ jack ass. “

#( convo. )#( ft. matt jameson )