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@cassiemaston
Gwyn poked her tongue at Cassie, “Well, everyone was my competition last year. I wasn’t about to admit they were any good. Seriously though, I think it’s up around my lungs, so pretty far up there.”
“Rosewood is becoming an LA/NYC hybrid. PA students everywhere. It’s hard to keep up with this talent. It’s making me miss when everyone was going for Law.” She shook her head, huffing “But never fear, you’re still my favorite.”
It’s weird how much being away from a place can change your perspective. A year ago I hated it, now I’m actually proud of it. There’s so much talent in Rosewood it’s insane.
“You’re just now seeing this!? geez, I knew you had your head up your ass but seriously, how far?” She rolled her eyes, playfully at her best friend.
How many times are you gonna do that?
“Until I don’t see anymore finger prints..”
Flashes of that night came back to mind. He couldn’t tell her all of the details of that night, but he did nod. Without her advice, surely nothing would have happened. “We kissed.” It was the truth. It wasn’t the whole truth, but it was mostly what had happened. “It w-was a nice kiss, or kisses. W-Well, we didn’t re-really stop kissing, s-so I gu-guess it co-could be re-referred as a kiss.” He let out a small laugh. “Yeah, it’d probably be Charli XCX, but I-I still think y-you’ve been doing it for much l-longer. T-Their academics o-or yours, genius?” He nodded, wherever her mother was his father was usually around. “W-We’re just g-going to have t-to figure out a w-way to get them apart.” He nodded. “Or w-we can j-just go w-with your plan.” He looked on as Cassie walked up to throw her ball, finding her bowling style to be hilarious and adorable. “Y-Yeah, you d-definitely jinxed your. B-But you have another try to knock those two out. Y-You’ve got it.”
“Oh. Oh okay, so you two just made out all night? wowzers. I was expecting a few but way to go, bringing it home for us” Grinning at her brother, she brought her hands together and began clapping for him. “Uh... both? maybe more me but I’ll slide how great Ravenwood is into the conversation. If the school pops up?” Biting her lip, she shrugged her shoulders shyly before giggling “If it’s too risky, we can go with the old fashion way. Call her and ask to hangout with us. Make sure, Dad isn’t home that day. It’ll be easier to convince her to come.” Walking back to grab a ball, she aligned herself with the lane and pins, deciding to throw it normally this time. Letting the ball go, she watched as it hit one pin and left the other twirling in it’s spot. “It’s okay. It’s totally okay, this is just a warm up..”
Tom instantly felt himself grow warm as his sister brought up Nathan’s name, knowing he was surely growing bright red at that moment. “I-I-I’m not, I d-don’t know. M-Maybe.” He covered his face, dropping them to show off the smile that came onto his face as he thought of his best friend. “Y-You are influential. S-Stop it. Y-You’re on-one of t-the most i-influential people I-I know. I-If t-they don’t credit you, I-I’ll go to the C-Chicago S-Sun and ask to s-speak with the fashion e-editor.” Tom made his way to the machine, typing in ‘Bumperz.’ Tom looked up at her, shrugging. Sure, he’d thought about what things would have been like if they were actually normal. Well most of them were normal. Cassie and her mother were incredible but his father was the dark cloud on top of the perfect family. “I-I’m su-sure we can do this w-with mom. A-And that’s all w-we really need.” He pointed at the bumpers that started to flash colors. “I-I think that means y-you are up, Master Cass.”
“Do not play coy with me, Tom!” Teasingly shaking her index finger at him, she momentarily shook her head at him, thinking he wasn't going to crack but to her luck his flushed cheeks and big smile were far too evident it caused her to shrieked “What happened that night, did it work?!” Cassie didn’t have much of a love life, personal choice of course, so prying in her brothers was as close to romance she was going to get. “That’s sweet of you but you know they’ll use someone higher up and credit them for bringing back the 90′s. Plus, I’d rather have the Chicago Sun talk to me about Ravenwood and their academics.” As she waited for Tom, she twirled her ball around on the rack “True. I just feel like they’re attached at the hip, wherever she goes he goes. We just need to kidnap mom and go on a family trip.” Walking up to the foul line, she swung the ball forward from in between her legs then watched the purple metallic ball roll and occasional bump against the bumpers “It’s going to be a strike, I know it..” Once the ball hit the pins, leaving two pins up, she huffed loudly "I jinxed myself.."
“I don’t kn-know, I kind of l-like how faded they ar-are. But I’m p-pretty sure th-that if those p-people who work he-here didn’t spray them down ev-every so often, they’d stink up a place. So maybe I sh-should go with new ones. Oh yeah, let’s s-see if I can make th-them a thing in my group of fr-friends.” He picked up two bowling balls in each hand, trying to see which one was more to his liking. “I know, but t-that’s because you ha-have effortless style. Wh-What you’ve been w-eearing is wh-what everyone no-now wants to wear. If you ask me, tho-those magazines s-should be accrediting y-you for the plaid skirt, 90′s takeover that’s ha-happening now a d-days.” Tom chose his ball, turning his attention back to her. “A-Are you g-going to pick o-our names for this b-bout?”
“I’m sure you can convince Nathan first..” Though her voice trailed off, the smirk was apparent. With finals and such, calling to ask how their master plan went slipped her mind but now it was time to dish the dirt. Speaking of her style, she swatted her hand dismissing what he was saying “Oh Tom, thank you for trying to make me feel influential but us small town folk don’t get accredited for that stuff. As for the 90′s influence coming back, I’m extremely happy about it. They had the best — everything.” As she typed out her name “Master Cass”, she stuck her tongue out mischievously then jumped out “No, you can do this bit on your own” Walking to the rack of bowling balls, she searched for a size 6 ball but her eyes flickered to a family a few lanes down, having the time of their lives.. “Do you ever wish we could do this stuff with mom and dad”
“T-Then I’ll have to get a-a pair t-to take b-back home w-with us.” He looked down at the ridiculous shoes. “L-Let’s see h-how long it t-takes for t-them to take off at St. Agnes.” Tom looked back up at her, his eyebrows furrowed. He always thought Knox or Chuck was the fashionable one of his grow of friends. One was classic Ralph Lauren ad and the other was Kanye West fashionable. “Y-You think?” He said, a pfft leaving his lips as he made his way to where the balls sat. “Yo-You look stunning.” He said. “M-Maybe y-you should b-be the one responsible o-of making them a t-trend.”
“Wouldn't you want a fresh new pair with much brighter colors? Now, I’m imaging them being apart of the uniform, if not that, it could be a trademark for you and your friends — you’ll have to get more fashionable styled bowling shoes though but it’ll be cool and vintage group.” Crossing her arms, she gave a firm nod “You’ve got style, babe. Believe it.” Pursing her plump pink lips, she stopped her dancing to walk to the console and began typing out their names “You know I don’t care much about trends. I’ve had the same style you for years and I don’t see it changing anytime soon. Maybe with the begging from Gwyn, I'll wear something different but that's rare.”
“Yeah, s-sure. Wh-Whatever you say.” He said, despite the big smile on his face. Sure, it looked pathetic but if Cassie didn’t care to play with the bumpers up, why should he? They’d probably have a lot more fun now. “Oh, ew. O-Okay, we-we’re not g-going to think about that. N-Nope.” He slipped his oxfords off and put on the dual colored shoes. He stood up in front of his sister, sticking out his foot. “How-How do I look?”
“Okay, so they’re clearly not the most appealing shoes but honestly, on you? you could totally make them trendy, Tom. I’m not even kidding. You’ve got the style to make them work.” Standing up, she walked — strutted on the wooden floors and began dancing swiftly, her feet moving easily on the smooth surface “Well.. how do I look?” Still dancing, she managed a big goofy grin
Tom arrived at the bowling alley, honestly just ready to spend the night with his sister. He didn’t seen her as often as he would like so these were moments that he truly cherished. Unlike the dread that he felt when he went back to their home. He shook his head, taking those thoughts out of his head. He was going to have a great time. He grinned as he saw her, that was until he saw the bumpers. “Yo-You actually g-got the bumpers?” He sighed. “I-I’m not that bad, Cassie.” He took the shoes from her, sitting down besides her. “D-Do y-you ever wonder h-how many people h-have worn these before us?”
Looking out at the lane as the bumpers began to push out, she laughed “It’s just one game with them up, so don’t think of it as you being bad, think of it as a warm up” Nudging his side with a wink, she then pulled off her pink platform sneakers and pushed them under the seats “All the time and it’s bad enough putting them on, I don’t want to think too much about someone with athletes foot the whole time I’m playing. Please.”
Being closer to Lucky’s was a perk, she would arrive there before him and be able to treat him out; paying for their games, shoes and such. Normally she’d be working or locked in her room, so she was excited to finally be going out and with Tom, it was definitely what she needed “I decided to put the bumpers up for our first game. Let you — us get a hang of handling the ball.” Passing him his shoes, she sat down to get hers on.
[text]: Fair warning, I still suck at it.
{text}: Okay fine. I’ll go easy on you..
{text}: I’ll meet you there
[text]: I will definitely be saving. I'm sure there's someone playing at the Roxxy. Or do you want to go bowling?
{text}: I haven’t seen you in a while, we have to catch up so definitely bowling.
[text]: Do you have any plans for tonight?
{text}: I’m off so no I’m free! very free and bored.
{text}: save.me
“Well, I think that’s an accomplishment, alone. I mean, every time I pick up the kid, it cries.. and cries… and cries.”
“That doesn't mean you haven't accomplished anything. Maybe he's just a momma's boy. {Nudging his arm playfully, attempting to lighten him up since she noticed how tired he seemed. } Let's have you hold him.. { Slowly handing the baby over, she fixed his 'little dude' bodysuit.
