-- SCREAMS SO,, im sorry i havent been online often lol its finals hell!!! i’ll probably be awol for a week and a half so im sorry please dont hate me
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-- SCREAMS SO,, im sorry i havent been online often lol its finals hell!!! i’ll probably be awol for a week and a half so im sorry please dont hate me
my friends & I,
we got a lot of problems
-- high school starter for @youbxstards
though years had passed since they began this rivalry, eric still found it thoroughly entertaining to tease and antagonize kyle. it really never got old for him, although everyone else certainly felt so. to him, it was like a game—what can i do today to really get under his skin, show the world that kyle is not as humble or intelligent as he’d like to appear. these small goals helped eric sleep at night.
on this particular afternoon, during their lunch period, eric seemed unusually quiet. he simply sat down without much warning and began to eat his food, eyes casted on the tray below him. nobody seemed to pay much mind, with butters in the midst of a heated debate with one of the other kids at the table. within any given warning, he raised his head up and said,
‘ Hey, did any of you guys watch the news last night? Apparently it was confirmed that when jews eat food that aren’t kosher, they explode. ‘
-- high school starter for @poofballhat
it was only a couple of courses into the day and eric already felt like he was going crazy.
some days he was able to tolerate the bullshit of high school—being herded into each class like cattle, forced to listen to the teacher’s lecture about why some asshole who lived two hundred years ago was relevant. lather, rinse, repeat.
days like these felt like torture to the brunet, who found himself filled with frustration though it was still only morning. during the five minute break between classes, he trudged through the hall, his backpack slung lazily over one shoulder, a scowl clear on his face. he didn’t really know how to relieve himself of this feeling, this building tension. either he was surrounded by idiots or he couldn’t pay attention; either way, he wanted out. that’s why as soon as he approached stan at his locker he dramatically leaned against the neighboring spot, groaning out,
‘ Dude, I can’t stay in this fuckin’ shithole anymore. Skip with me. ‘
Fuck anyone who says I have to forgive everyone, “for my sake.” I worked hard for this anger. I worked hard to love myself enough to hate them.
-- high school starter for @followmade
eric was the ultimate enigma—though his actions could be predicted, the ultimate outcome was sometimes unclear to his peers. the dumbest plans could inevitably wind up even more dangerous or scandalous than his heavily detailed goals, which, in a strange way, proved to make him even more of a threat. his own stupidity sometimes made him the successor. this is why, in most cases, people tried to avoid him whenever he wore a suit to school. he really only wore this attire when he was trying to give off an air of strength and intelligence, as if he could convince anyone to follow his lead by a simple suit and tie. on this particular day, he even went ahead and styled his hair, slicked back by gel. if it weren’t for his smug grin, he might even look nice.
at this point he had no real target—in fact, he seemed to just approach people at random in the cafeteria, though he subconsciously went to those he recognized within his grade. walking up to charlie, he had his hands clasped behind his back, bearing a cheeky smile before speaking to the classmate.
‘ Good afternoon, New Kid. I see that you are enjoying a nice delicious lunch there! But, it seems that you are missing some dessert! May I suggest placing in an order for some excellent girl scout cookies? It’s that time of the year and we have all of your favorites to select from—and yes, they are all gluten free, guaranteed. And before you say no, we are having a bargain sale of three boxes for the price of two! This offer will never happen again so I will just need your name, phone number, and your parent or guardian’s credit card.‘
-- high school starter for @ecophobiic
though music seemed to blare from every direction, the wild bass thumping through the walls could not mask the screams and laughter from the teenagers held inside. it was almost a tradition at this point for the rowdy youth to come together whenever a parent or guardian was stupid enough to leave the house unattended; it really didn’t matter whether it was the weekend or not, or even who was invited. they all flocked together with booze in hand and a crazed look in their eyes, eager for a distraction from the monogamy of life.
in this particular circumstance, bebe stevens was hosting the party. no one was really sure why both her parents happened to be gone this weekend, and of course a few rumors circulated around the school, questioning exactly what the truth was. but, inevitably, the teens didn’t particularly care. all that was important was what time they were allowed to go inside.
eric happened to sneak in despite her clearly stating that he wasn’t allowed in; he convinced butters to get him in, insisting that it would be absolutely boring without him. which, ironically enough, was fairly true—he was the type to raise hell wherever he went, it was only a matter of what might bring him entertainment this evening. already buzzed on a few drinks, the brunet began to weave his way through the crowd, which contained a mixture of dancing flirts, crying drunks and a few overly-aggressive males who got offended if you brushed against them by accident. eventually, his gaze landed on a particular blond, causing eric’s face to light up in a wild grin.
‘ Ey! Yo, Kenny! ‘ he yelled over the noise, trying to grab the other’s attention from afar.
-- high school starter for @pinkbcret
an impatient groan escaped the male as he shifted for possibly the 4th time in the past ten minutes, his eyes darting around the room every so often. the silence was driving him nuts—he could hear everything surrounding him, from the ticking of the clock to the rubbing of eraser on paper, even the occasional sigh of a classmate at the other end of the room. hypothetically, he should be focusing on the test at hand; though it wasn’t their final, the teacher urged the importance of this exam, since it covered most of what they studied during the quarter. quite frankly he didn’t care about any of this. though he knew most of the content it was way too boring for him.
he took a look around the room, glancing over familiar faces until he landed his attention onto wendy, not too far from him. she certainly seemed preoccupied with the test, hunching over slightly as she worked. god, what a nerd. it would such be a shame if somebody distracted her from finishing her test.
trying to hide his smile, eric carefully tugged off the corner of his paper, crumpling it into a tiny ball. then, when the teacher wasn’t looking, he quickly chucked the ball at wendy’s arm, immediately turning away as if that would make him appear innocent.
-- high school starter for @captaindiabxtes
a disgruntled expression remained on the brunet’s features as he continued to stare down the other male across from him, jaw clenched. he wasn’t necessarily angry at his peer, but rather their stupid english teacher, ms. hawthorne, who insisted on pairing everyone up instead of letting the students choose their own partners. she clearly was doing this to target eric, he was almost certain of this—some of the other students were placed with their close friends, who, obviously knowing each other personally, will most likely get a perfect scoring for the assignment. was he given this luxury? no, of course not. instead he was stuck with scott malkinson, who would probably lower their presentation grade because of his stupid lisp. gross.
eventually a loud scoff escaped him as he shifted slightly in his seat, arms moving to cross over his large chest. might as well get straight to the point with this one.
‘ Look, Scott. If we’re gonna do this, we’re gonna do this right, got it? Obviously I have superior speaking skills above you and a charming personality to boot—and, lets face it. Your diabetes will just hinder your overall performance. So how about you write out the paper, and I’ll do all the hard work of presenting it? That way you won’t embarrass the both of us in front of the entire class. ‘
//'queue you guys, I'm going home!' Is by far the best queue wordplay I've seen
– THANK YOU!!! im glad someone appreciates it sobs
“All you do is whine.” - mephestolegacy
he scoffed, clearly offended by this statement.
❛ Naaah, no I don’t! I just get really really annoyed when I’m hungry and we haven’t stopped to eaten yet! Don’t these people know that starving a child is abuse? I think that my stomach is deteriorating as we speak! ❜
being overdramatic was an understatement for the shorter male. did he care? not entirely– he knew that the louder he complained, the sooner someone will take action. if it worked at home, it certainly would on this bus.
“I’m going to break your jaw if you keep talking!”
❛I’d like to see you try, ho ! ❜
although he should have learned his lesson from that one fight with wendy, he was stubborn beyond all rational reasoning– a part of his mind actually believed that she won by mere accident, and if they were in a different set of circumstances eric would be the valiant winner. maybe that’s why he continued to harass the girls despite all that happened.
❛ You really wanna fight, bitch? Bring it on ! I ain’t scared of you ! ❜
-- still groggy from my long nap but while i finish up these asks consider this a starter call for a high school au
"Shut up just shut up!!"
❛ Aww what’s the matter, hmm? Are you upset? Is the poor baby gonna cry?❜
a loud laugh bellows from his chest; drawing more attention to the commotion caused by the pair. quite frankly, he really didn’t care if a crowd drew near. it would only embarrass the other further, and that proved to create more entertainment for eric. he was going to have a lot of fun with this one.