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im-michaelamarie‌:

“Yeah, trust me I know, how’s Rocky anyway?” she asked pointedly. “Yeah Michael Dallas. That name just breathes assholes,” she added, rolling her eyes. Dallas gets a girl pregnant and their mother does whatever to make sure Dallas is taken care of, Michaela gets a C once on a Bio exam and it’s the end of the world. That’s how their family worked. “What makes you so sure?” Michaela asked, the worry crossing her voice. “I’d believe someone set a fire way before I believed it was a coincidence. Coincidences aren’t a thing, just bad explanations.”

Rolling his eyes at his sisters tone, “Rockys doing great thanks for asking. He misses his Aunt Mickey though,” He shrugged, crossing his arms over his chest. He never understood why his parents had allowed him so much wiggle room but their daughter so little. If they took the time they spent judging her to actually learn about her, then maybe things would be different for the siblings now. His brows furrowing together, “Most of the kids around here dont even know how to tie a shoe let alone become arsonists,”

#michaela.

zigncvak‌:

zig was only looking for a quiet place to ‘ chill ’ when he saw mike dallas presumably just finishing up a workout. they weren’t acquainted, but everyone who was anyone knew the soon - to - be NHL star mike dallas. “ oh — huh ? nah. i was just passing through to go hang by the trees over there, ” he pointed across the field where a mess of trees blocked the view of a lake.

he remembers seeing zig around the halls of degrassi, not sure if he had ever actually held a conversation with the younger male, but he knew of him. He took a glance towards the woods, a knowing chuckle falling from his lips, “Smoke sesh?”

#zig.

im-michaelamarie‌:

“Lala,” Michaela repeated, mumbling more to herself. An ‘affectionate’ pet name he had developed for her years ago. “Mama’s just worried because she thinks I’m gonna do something to hurt your precious reputation and our stupid family name,” she replied, crossing her arms. Of course he’d defend their mother, why wouldn’t Dallas? When you’re the apple of your parents eyes. all you’d do is make excuses for them. “I’ve been fine, I guess,” she shrugged, finally giving a honest answer. “It’s all weird, you know? Running helps distract me from everything, but it’s still a lot. Didn’t think I’d be doing classes in my dorm instead of like in a classroom with other people.”

He watched her think over the nickname, a small smile playing at his lips for a moment. “I do enough myself that could ruin my own reputation, its just a matter of secrecy sis,” He shrugged, “I could care less about the family name, thats Michaels one and only care,” Rolling his eyes, he always was a Mommas boy from day one. His dad never really spending the time with his son that most fathers would, rather seeing him as an extension of himself, the hockey training being their only bonding time. “Everything is weird,” he agreed with a small head nod, “I dont understand why were being investigated, as if a student had something to do with it,”

#michaela.

im-michaelamarie‌:

She had been avoiding her brother since moving back onto campus sophomore year, the fire just gave her an excuse to not seeing him. “Do you actually care or are you pretending to be corigal because I’m not returning Mama’s calls?” she asked crossing her arms. Michaela was never good with formalities when it came to her brother, the perfect and polite daughter act was saved for when they were in public, but when it was just them two, Michaela didn’t see the point of pretending anymore.

He sighed, his head falling for a second, “Ive always cared Lala,” He spoke as he looked back up, his hand rubbing the back of his neck. “Mama will always be worried for us, and neither of us answering her calls would do no good. So someone has to do it,” He chuckled, they both had their issues within their family. But he couldnt take it all out on their mom, he knew that, so he gave her a brief ten minute call every week. Telling her what she needed to know, keeping both their secrets, or what he knew of his sisters. “But for real, howve you been?”

#michaela.

im-michaelamarie‌:

With the gym being completely locked down the only place she was allowed any running space was the track. At least there she wouldn’t be bothered or have to hear anyone’s mouth once she took off. It was relaxing, at least it was until she locked eyes with the older Dallas. “Nothing from you,” Michaela replied, rolling her eyes, adjusting her gym bag on her shoulder. “What are you doing out here anyway? Isn’t the rink open?”

While the dynamic between the two siblings was anything less than normal, they still loved each other. Thats what mattered, that she didnt resent him for their childhood, that he could still look out for her if needed. “It is, but im working on resistance, grass is good for that,” He shrugged, meeting his sisters gaze for a second, “How you been sis?”

#michaela.

Dallas was working on his sprints, while the grass and the ice were two different things. If he could push off the grass quick enough, and get his momentum, then the ice would be a piece of cake. As he headed towards his bag, he glanced around. Feeling like a pair of eyes were on him, and sure enough he locked gazes with a set of familiar orbs. “What can I do for ya?” He called out to them, heading their way.