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@cheyenneerosee
I’m at the hospital with Sawyer right now, and I’m really sorry they aren’t letting anyone see her. As I explained to a particularly pissed off Latina, I can’t do anything about that. So um, if anyone wants to see her, I’ll let you guys know when they’re allowing visitors..
Please let me know. Jacen, I'm so angry at myself. So fucking mad. I should have helped her somehow.
…Cheyenne?
You can call me Chey but that's not the point. I wanted to ask if you're okay but clearly that's a really stupid question. Sawyer, please tell me you're alright. Please. It pains me to see a friend in the hospital.
I fucking hate hospitals.
SAWYER?
I have spent the last four hours looking online for jobs. And then I decided to go to the dance studio. If this is the pattern of my college existence I need to reevaluate myself.
Yes! We should be fellow dance partners, just saying.
Public Service Announcement: never work at a bar. The smell of vodka doesn’t like to come out of pants.
Wait..what?
I haven’t slept in thirty-eight hours, I have enough caffeine in my system to probably take down a fully grown mountain lion, and it’s most likely going to take a minimum of three showers to get all the paint off of my hands. BUT I’m officially free from this piece that’s been haunting my dreams for the last week and a half, so I think I’ve earned myself an internet beak.
Caffeine.
Yeah, looks like a good time to get out of this shit hole. If anyone has any bright ideas on how to work at two-hundred pound motorbike with one arm, let me know. Because this is the last place I want to be right now.
I have no clue about motorbikes or cars or anything of this sort. So I congratulate you.
Part of me wants to go take a dip in the pool, but another part of me wants to make popcorn and watch Taken.
Hmmm. I'd go with the pool.
I’ve literally been sitting in the hospital waiting room for hours because these dumbass nurses are restricting visits talking about ‘immediate family.’ Who gives a fuck. I just want to see my friend. Plus, the magazines here are outdated to 5 years back and I’m dying—literally.
Wait, you said you didn't want or need friends? You confuse me sometimes.
What the fuck did I miss? Y’all were acting like preschoolers in my absence and none of the newbies are even remotely attractive. Why do I waste my time at this bullshit college?
I had a fight with your sister.
Art Adventure || Eddie & Cheyenne
[Eddie took a small step to the side, holding the side of the door. When she entered his room, he shut it behind her and turned to face her.] Thanks! Doesn’t it look like every other dorm though? [He scrunched his nose up a bit, and shrugged. He had never been in anyone else’s room so who knew what the other dorm rooms looked like.] I’m glad too. We can finally get our painting on! [Taking a few steps, Eddie pointed to the easel he had already set up. There was a large plastic tarp underneath it to catch any fallen paint. He tried to keep the mess down to a minimum when painting in the dorms.] We can start whenever. Oh, wait. Are you thirsty or anything?
[Chey faced him before nodding.] True. I mean..yeah..but yours is really nice. It's just very cosy. [She was trying to think of something nice to say because usually people complimented each other's rooms or houses, at least that's what she thought. She stood beside him, hesitating to sit down.] Yes! Finally! I can't wait. I've been practising actually...and I'm starting to doubt my artistic skills.[She chuckled, remembering how awful her work was. When she showed it to her mom via skype, Millie couldn't figure out what the hell Cheyenne actually drew.] I'm fine, thank you. [She giggled because surely, Eddie was the most polite guy she ever came across.] We can start now and maybe take a break every now and then. To be honest, I can't believe I'm doing this. [She shook her head. Cheyenne wasn't used to trying new things. She was used to sticking to the ones she knew.] Thank you for making me do this. [She smiled at him, grateful.] But I'm sooo making you try ballet. [Chey announced while playing with a piece of her hair.]
Yeah, it sucks ass. With that and all the changes they make, it’s almost not worth it.
That's true. I don't think they care about the viewers anymore. We used to be able to watch great movies but they've all been taken down. Too bad.
What do you think of Chey?
I’m pretty sure I’m not the gossip blog. She’s a non-factor in my life and she’s capital F-A-K-E. But that’s just what I think, right?
The whole school is talking because that’s what people do—talk. You can call me whatever the hell you want, I know who I am and I don’t plan on changing for anyone. You don’t have to be my friend because I don’t need you or anyone as a friend. I’m my own damn best friend. Unlike you, gyrating around looking for friends, I don’t have to. I stopped the whole “I need friends” act in the 11th grade. I honestly don’t know what you’re trying to get at, but I don’t give a fuck. Like I said before, me and my sister don’t have the best relationship. You don’t know shit about that, so please shut the hell up. So, because Kaylee was angry, you’re angry? You just met that bitch not about 2 weeks ago and you claim she’s your sister? That’s the difference between me and you. My loyalty resides in my blood not in the water. So, you can get the fuck off my post. I won’t lie to you again, because I’m not going to speak to you again and I suggest you do the same. Mkay? And you can take your apology and shove it up your ass.
I prefer having friends than not having them at all but I guess we're just too different. Why do you care who I hang out with? You have no idea what's my relationship with Kaylee, so you shouldn't say a word. We've known each other long enough, but that's none of your business. You say I don't know shit about you, yet you're the one judging me. And I do need friends. I don't see what's wrong with that. I believe in friendships. And you know what Steph? I really wish you all the best. That's the difference between us. Arriverdci.
What do you think of Chey?
I’m pretty sure I’m not the gossip blog. She’s a non-factor in my life and she’s capital F-A-K-E. But that’s just what I think, right?
Cheyenne, honestly I don’t care. Everyone can have an opinion, yes. But there’s a thin line between an opinion and thinking you know the situation because of what people are saying. You literally just went off the radar and literally said “Fuck you, Steph” to someone you claim is your friend. Okay, yes, I lied to you about what saying that my sister was talking shit. But that wasn’t more-so to hurt you, it was to hurt her. And as fucked up as that sounds, that’s just how our relationship is. But for someone to claim that they’re your friend and because you side with another person, you completely dead the other person, that’s fucked up. I’m a lot of things, but I wouldn’t do that. I won’t accept your apology because I don’t need it. And quite frankly, I don’t give a fuck. But before you turn into fucking Rosa Parks, make sure you actually ask your friend what the fuck their side of the story was before jumping into conclusions. I don’t care what you think is right. That’s totally fine if you think I’m wrong. But as a friend, you should have said that. Which is why I think you’re fake. I’m not going to argue with you about anything anymore because I’m done.
I didn't base it on people's opinions. I based it on Kaylee's. And I trust her like a sister. And yes I did say that, I don't even know if I meant it. All I know is that that's what I got from what Kaylee said so I hashtagged it. It wasn't personal. But I apologise. It was stupid and I didn't think about it. It was a mistake. And well, you did hurt me. I don't trust people a lot but I trusted Santana and when you told me that the only person I cared about, said shit about me. Steph, let's be clear here. I thought we were friends, before, you lied to me. I didn't ask for your side of the story because I can't trust you anymore. You're the one that's fake. I don't want to get involved in this yet again but how dare you even call me fake when you're the one craving for attention. Guess what, the whole school is talking about what happened. I think that's saying something. I'm not sure what your motivates are and seriously I don't care. I know that sometimes I end up hurting people, but I never do it intentionally. Right now you're telling me, you wanted to hurt your sister, now that's messed up. Frankly, I don't give a crap anymore so do what you want. Just don't ever lie to me again.
Mmhmm, I’m sure.
Come on. You've got to believe me. How's everything though? How's your sister?
I know, but everyone thinks I’m crazy.
I really don't think you are. And even if, being crazy, weird or odd is kinda good! It means you're unique.
What do you think of Chey?
I’m pretty sure I’m not the gossip blog. She’s a non-factor in my life and she’s capital F-A-K-E. But that’s just what I think, right?
Everyone is entitled to their opinion so I mean, I can't blame you. Though, honestly I don't see myself as fake. In fact, I fight for what I truly believe. I'm just saying, I wouldn't be having an argument with you unless I didn't think the Berries were right. Though I do apologise for not listening to your side of the story.
