reflection;;

act like the flower but be the serpent beneath it

[caleb-wxters]

nix-the-phoenix:

Phoenix raised a brow at the lad, looking around the halls and back at the figure standing before him. “Depends on if you have something actually worth listening to.” He reckoned, tucking his fingers into his jean pockets. The blunt nails scraping at the thin fabric separating his skin from the actual nail. “I’m in 225, do you know where that is?” He wondered.

“The lovely sound of my voice should be enough for anyone to have a good time listening to,” Caleb said in a joking tone, although he was serious. “225...225...” He repeated to himself, squinting in concentration as he tried to think what direction it was in. “I think I know where it is. Have you met your roommate or anything yet?” 

[gabrielx-wolf]

Phoenix stared at the wall in front of him, in his line of vision alone, there were 37 bricks. He lifted his head just slightly listening in to some girls gossip away. Even in a facility where everyone fucked up, someone still had to gossip. Phoenix was already bored of the lack of freedom he had. He was monitored, they all were, and it made him take every step more calculated than the next. Frankly, he knew there was no way to survive this by keeping to himself. He knew what they were looking after in terms of his ‘condition’ and he wasn’t having that. Phoenix stepped towards the nearest person, not entirely sure what they were doing, but their life was going to be ten times more thrilling once they spoke to Phoenix- he was sure of it. “Hey,” His voice seeming a lot nicer than he appeared, “I’m new to the school.” He let out an airy chuckle, always a sign of nervousness with the rub behind the back of his neck it was always good. Phoenix smiled darting his eyes around than looking back at the person, “But I wasn’t really listening to the person telling me where everything is. I kindaaaa lost my way. Do you think you can show me where my room is?” He asked.

[caleb-wxters]

Caleb was leaning up against a wall, pretending he wasn’t listening in to the gossiping girls conversation, idly fiddling with a lock on a random locker, trying random combinations before the girls disbanded and he turned around to a boy he didn’t recognize. He grinned as the stranger spoke, happy whenever there was someone newer than he was. “If I tell you where your room is, promise to actually listen to me? I’m probably much prettier than your last guide anyway. What room you in?” 

[caleb-wxters]

kaiminjae:

“Huh, no shit.” Min Jae makes a face. “What else d’ya want me to do?  There’s no use bitching about it.  And if you haven’t already heard, I’m the biggest joke of 2017.  I’m practically a fucking dank meme, baby.  Might as well join the fun while I’m at it.”  He lifts his left hand up to his face—at a pace that is so  s l o w  the banter begins to grow STALE—tapping his chin, and pretending to ponder the boy’s answer. “Uhh, you got the ‘psycho kid’ part right.  I mean, I could’ve stolen someone’s cookie, maybe, but the true reason BEATS me, y’know?”

“Heh. Get it?  I made another funny.”

“You don’t seem particularly positive about your situation, look on the bright side, you can get sympathy from anyone you want. Play up on the whole “oh no, everything hurts woe is me,” thing you’ve got going on,” he told him, grinning slightly. “So someone actually beat you up? I didn’t realize people did that, what is this the 90′s?”

“You’re a riot.” 

[caleb-wxters]

kaiminjae:

“Oh yes, you definitely got it. Hill fucking MOLESTED me, man. You probably won’t believe me, but earthy arms grew out of the side of it, then DESTROYED a select few of my bones. It was amazing, really.” With every second, more sarcasm than blood dripped from him. It is such an unbelievable amount that it wouldn’t be a surprise if they drowned in it. “Yeah, uh, NO. That’s definitely not what happened. I’ll give you a penny if you guess.”

Cracking a small smile, Caleb rolled his eyes at the other playfully. “You’re being facetious.” He told him, looking where his injuries were. “At this place, I’m guessing you stole some psycho kid’s chocolate chip cookie and they took a steel pipe to your ribs.”

[caleb-wxters]

kaiminjae:

“Yeah, I feel way better,” he deadpans. If he had a dollar for each time someone comes by and asks if he is feeling alright (which he obviously is not), he’d be a motherfucking GAZILLIONAIRE by the time he heals. “With nearly uh, ten broken bones? Hell yes am I living the dream.”

“I never said you look good now either,” Caleb replied to the boys sarcasm, siting opposite him as his eyes drifted towards Min Jae’s wounds. “So what happened, did you fall down a hill or something?” 

[caleb-wxters]

“Oh hey,” he said to the familiar face next to him, recognizing the boy as the dehydrated one on an unlimited-drink beach resort. Idiot. “I hope you’re feeling better, you didn’t look so good last time we saw each other.” 

@kaiminjae

[caleb-wxters]

fcrgcttvn:

“i honestly have no idea.” his voice trails off and he shrugs. “oh-uh, xavier. they let me choose a name and i chose xavier. what’s your name?” he runs a hand through his hair and flashes the other boy a cheerful grin ,but it falters. “wait– murderers? there are murderers here?”

“I suppose it was a hit to the head or something,” Caleb suggested, quirking his head to the side. “You chose a very good name. I’m Caleb, pleasure to meet you,” he told him, smiling back at him even when Xavier’s smile falters. “I mean, what’d you expect at a school like this? There’s all sorts of criminals.” 

[caleb-wxters]

fcrgcttvn:

he peeks at the other through his lashes as he steps closer and shrugs. “yeah. i..i woke up from a coma with amnesia. i didn’t have any ID on me when i was admitted, and i couldn’t tell them anything. they can’t find my family, they don’t know my age so they can’t exactly put me in the foster system, but they think i’m too young to be let out in the world…so i got dumped here.” he motions to plath with a wave of his hand. “atleast i can’t miss what i can’t remember though.” it’s a lame joke but serious topics make him uncomfortable.

“Aw that sucks, how did you fall into a coma?” He asked, standing quite close to him as he folded his arms. “What should I call you? Like, John Doe or something?” Caleb joked, not wanting to fall into too deep of a conversation with the boy. “Annoying that you’re here because of an accident when there’s actual murderers here though, right?” 

[caleb-wxters]

fcrgcttvn:

he runs his hand through his hair, eyes awkwardly darting to look at everything but the other boy. “sorry… i promise i don’t normally do this…at least i don’t think i do. for all i know i do this all the time- well used to. i actually have no idea, amnesia sucks like that y’know?” he’s babbling and xavier is trying to shut himself up but he’s lost the connection from his brain to his mouth.

Caleb took a step closer to the boy as he realized the stranger was averting his gaze. “You don’t have to apologize I promise, it’s fine. Amnesia?” He asked, his brow arching slightly. “That sounds interesting. Is that why you’re at Plath?”

[caleb-wxters]

hadrielalexander:

“I have to agree. I’d probably end up wandering around real lost for a while before I got anywhere,” he said with a laugh, surprise showing up on his face at the wink. “I’m a pastor and a counselor, so I think visiting might not be as fun as you think. Are you religious? Or will it just social visits?” Hadriel questioned, interest genuine. 

“This school feels like a maze honestly, but I think I’ve got a pretty good grasp of it now,” he laughed along with Hadriel. “Well, I could always use counselling if it means I get you as a counselor. I’m not too religious, my family are Christian though. So mostly social visits.” 

[caleb-wxters]

riverariley:

Alright, so he seems to have no plan on leaving her alone.  Not a good thing. “W-well, i-it depends on what y-you find f-fun, I g-guess.”  What do millennials find ENTERTAINING? She thinks, coming to terms that her own interests aren’t exactly conventional. “Umm, I uh, I kn-know a secret way t-to the roof, m-maybe you can uhh, s-smoke, o-or something.” What are you doing, Riley?  Do you really want to get into TROUBLE??

“Going to the roof sounds like a great idea, but I don’t smoke. Makes your teeth yellow and breath stink - not my goal in life.” He told Riley truthfully. “What secret ways are there to the roof? And more importantly how’d you find them? You don’t seem the sneak out of school type...” 

[ofresurrectiion-archive-blog]

@caleb-wxters

“hey can you…” he trails off as he lets his eyes run over the boy. “yep, okay i’m definitely gay to some extent…” the words filter through his lips before his brain has a chance to process and he flushes. xavier clears his throat awkwardly, a sheepish smile on his face. next time keep your thoughts in your head and not out loud, idiot. “sorry, uh- ..i’ve just made this completely awkward, haven’t i?”

[caleb-wxters]

Caleb stood there with his eyebrows raised, a small smirk playing at his lips as the boy’s eyes ran over his body. “Freudian slip?” He asked, looking at the stranger with a new found interest. “Don’t worry, you won’t be the first guy I’ve made say that.” Caleb winked, shrugging when asked if the other had made it awkward.” 

[caleb-wxters]

maikwons:

     the smile gets a BIT wider, if only just a bit, and she’s not looking him in the eyes, eyes flickering away to the water nervously. “ then I-I’M putting my life in your hands, uhm… ” mai looks up at him once more ;; finally being able to look him in the eye. “…what’s your n-name? “

Making eye contact with the girl made Caleb grin even more, showing off his perfect teeth. “Caleb. Caleb Waters, rather ironically. May I have the pleasure of knowing my newest students name?” He said in joking tone .

[caleb-wxters]

freyadoe:

“Not worth it. I don’t like swimming that much,” she said with a shrug, not really getting what he was all about. “Tragedy is a sad thing. They say it about me a lot. That isn’t sad. It’s nothing.”

Caleb just shrugged, the smirk on his face dissipating when he realized there was probably no getting through to this girl. “I was being a bit dramatic, but I still think it would be sad if we didn’t meet, especially for you.” 

[caleb-wxters]

maikwons:

      she smiles up shyly at the other, and still FIDDLES with her bathing suit. “ i-i’m … if you’re OKAY with it, then, ” she approaches the other ever so SLOWLY, still avoiding his gaze. ( if she were wearing a sweatshirt ;; she’d be pulling at the hem ) “ promise y-you won’t let me die, or something? “

“Of course I’m okay with it, it’s no bother at all!” Caleb told the girl cheerfully, his smile being confident where the girl’s was shy. “I’ll do everything in my power to not let you die, I promise. You ready to go in the water?” 

[caleb-wxters]

nadiabitch:

   “ does that work on the girls here ?? ”disgust riddles her features as she watches him with cold, amber hues.

“Couldn’t tell you, I haven’t been here very long to test.” 

[caleb-wxters]

Caleb moved his sunglasses to the top of his head, lying shirtless on the beach as a shadow passed over his face. “As much as I’m loving the view,” he said to the person in front of him, a slight grin as he looked them up and down. “You’re kind of blocking my sun.”