wake me up

ANASTASIA JATESON ;; no you cannot be my christian greymichiganbound. seventeenyearold.&& . Do you ever wonder if the stars shine out for you?

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ctrlkennedy:

kennedy: well i guess kennedy: if you’re cool with the fact that you just consumed like kennedy: 1800+ calories in one sitting kennedy: you do you

stasia: ppl still count calories??  stasia: i think i deserve a little treat its ok

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stasia: i may or may not have eaten an entire row of chocolate bars

stasia: thats ok right??

stasia: i paid for them i promise

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rapids writing prompt  ► 001

Write your character knocking on the first door of their first possible customer. How does it go? Horribly awry? Or do they come out with a fresh stack of cash? Don’t forget to detail how they feel about it, and if they’re feeling comfortable, or if they’d rather run and let the person think someone played ding dong ditch.

Shit. Shit. Shit. Anastasia had no idea why she had signed up for this or was even doing at all. She was told to get involved around school some more especially since this was her senior year. Her father had told her to branch outside of sports and her drums. Basically he was telling her to leave her usual comfort zone and that was big for Anastasia. It wasn’t something that she usually did and it scared her. Even the idea of going up to stranger’s doors scared her even though she practically knew everyone in town. She could barely talk to her own father sometimes, let alone people she didn’t know or only saw when she went to the store. It made her all anxious. 

As she pulled her beanie on her head, her entire body covered in clothing to keep her warm in the cold weather, she picked up the box of chocolate bars. A few of them already missing along the neat line that they were packaged into. Stasia couldn’t help herself. She happened to pick one up while reading at the library last night. She paid for it of course. 

As she headed off into the cold weather, Anastasia scrunched her eyebrows together, the weather stunning her for a few seconds before she continued. She was glad that she had her gloves on. She couldn’t imagine what it would be like if she didn’t. Anastasia was fairly warm but nothing could beat the weather. Not even if she wore three jackets. 

The first house that she stopped at was one that she had been familiar with. It was one that she’s visited over and over now. She stared up at it as she stood just outside the gate. She buzzed herself in, waiting for someone to answer. Usually they would ask a series of questions, almost like they needed an appointment to enter but she was just let in. She walked the long driveway to the front door. Knocking on it softly, she then leaned against the front porch railing as she waited. 

As the door creaked open, she was met was a very familiar face. “Brian?” She questioned. Brian was a boy who she used to play with, he was a year older and last she heard of him was that he was off at some prestigious school for his first year of college. “What are you doing here?”

“Stas! What’s up?” He held his arms out in which Anastasia stared at confusingly. “What? No hug?” He wondered. Anastasia smiled and took a step before realizing that the box of chocolate bars in her hands were stopping the two. They both let out a laugh as she placed the box down and brought herself into Brian’s arms where they both engulfed each other in a warm hug. He invited her inside which Anastasia followed since it was freezing.

Brian offered her a drink but she quickly waved her hands and shook her head. “No, it’s okay. I’m just here for these.” She held up the chocolate bars. Brian grabbed one, examining it in his hand. He had obviously never seen these before. “Fundraiser at school?” He asked, already knowing all about his previous school’s activities. Anastasia gave him a nod. “I’ll take ten.” The taller one of the two pulled out his wallet, holding up a couple of bills before taking a handful of bars in his hands. 

“God, Brian. Thanks. You don’t know how much I appreciate that. I-- I don’t know what to say.” 

“You don’t have to say anything. I know how much these things can get crazy and boring since no one around here actually buys these things. I want to help out and get you started. Hopefully it will help.”

“Oh, it will! Thank you.” Anastasia said with excitement, maybe too much. She let her tone calm down and she repeated her thanks to Brian, earning a chuckle from him. “So, what’s up with you. Why are you home? Break already?” She asked, starting small talk with him. 

“That’s what my parents think. Let’s keep this between us, yeah? I was actually kicked out my first year.” Anastasia’s eyes widened as if to show that she couldn’t believe him because she really couldn’t. This was Brian, smart, cool and responsible. He was in one of the greatest colleges around here and he had gotten kicked out? He wouldn’t have thrown that away but his nod confirmed what he had said. “It’s not as fun as you’d hope. It’s boring. All the books, all the studying. It gets boring.” He stated. “Do you still bury your head in the books, Stas?” 

She nodded her head, quietly. 

“Get yourself out of there. Yeah, it’s great and all but god, there’s so much more you can do. I don’t regret what I did. I have never felt so much more alive than I have in years. Get yourself out there. Don’t hide behind books. There’s more to life.” He told her sincerely. 

She had heard this speech many times before but hearing it from Brian, there was something different about it. She nodded her head, staying quiet but speaking up to say her goodbyes. “Thanks, Bri. I’ve got to go. I guess I’ll be seeing you around now?”

The male laughed, nodding his head as he opened the door for her. “You will be, at least for a while.” Anastasia flashed him a smile before walking off the porch and on her way to sell more bars. 

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audreypng:

“are you including the biographies, academical and national books in there or are you just focusing on the books?”

“focusing on the books. i hope i’ll get to everything else though.” 

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theaaronabrams:

That is very true. Are you here for business or pleasure this time?

Hm, pleasure this time like always.

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ctrlaustin:

“Are you busy now? I’ve been meaning to return some books that I finished.”

“Not really, no. I’m catching up on some reading, definitely not going home any time soon. Just find me in between the aisles." 

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audreypng:

“that sounds like heaven, to be honest. – but what if one day you get to finish every single book? i think it’s almost impossible but who knows?”

“oh trust, it is. the day i finish every single book is the day i’ll be ready to die-- i will literally accept death.”

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ctrlaustin:

“You’ll be along for the ride then. Hope you don’t mind though. It might get a little crazy with me added into the mix.”

“I wouldn’t say that I would be opposed to that. I wouldn’t mind the company during my adventures through reading-- even though it might get a little crazy.”

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lbrgabrielle:

“that’s pretty cool! now you have your own little place to chill whenever you want.”

It’s my home away from home, just like what everyone else wants-- well, they might not exactly want a library to be their second home. 

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davis-ethan:

I don’t really have the time for it anymore. That probably sounds pretty bullshit now that I think about it since a lot of people make time for it.

Yes, they do and I’m one of those people! A book is the easiest way to escape the real world.

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theaaronabrams:

Girl, I am totally feeling you. I spend a lot of time in the library myself. It’s better than being at home.

Home can be such a mess sometimes. The library is such a great way to get away from that.

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supfallon:

why exactly are you spending so much time in the library? i think you need to broaden your horizons babe. go to some parties, a rave. i don’t know, but i can only imagine the library being awfully depressing.

why not spend all my time in a library? parties? i’ve never really been invited to one and i’m not sure that they can be, fun. 

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ctrlaustin:

“Could you take me sometime? I honestly love going to the Library, although I typically become lost within the book shelves. I read the books hours on end, not able to decide what to take home with me. Having someone to pull me away would be extremely beneficial.”

“I’m not the best person to be the one to take you back into reality. I’m usually lost in it myself and it takes me a while to get back. I won’t be much of a help.”

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davis-ethan:

Would you be upset if I were to tell you that I don’t read anymore?

Not upset but confused. Why not?

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ctrlkennedy:

If we’re being real here, I don’t even remember the last time I hit up a library. It’s so agonizing in there. Like, I want to jam a fork into my eye when I see how many books there are. How do you even do it? No, the real question is why do you even do it?

I hear that all the time. Nobody really likes the library and finds it to be a waste since we have phones to read books now. The view of all the books actually calms me. I’m surrounded but something I actually like and not forced to like.

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audreypng:

wow… and i thought havin’ that membership or whatever in york’s library was ace. 

i don’t think anything can beat this. i mean, full access? i can do whatever i want. it gives me a chance to go through every single book in here.