It's ya boy, Knoxious!

Freddie Knox. 6teen years young. Guitarist of Stolen Virginities. “I think music in itself is healing. It’s an explosive expression of humanity. It’s something we are all touched by. No matter what culture we’re from, everyone loves music.” ― Billy Joel

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cattink:

every time i say something witty: please don’t think i’m flirting. i just want to establish myself as the funniest one here.

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hannxhsanford‌:

“So apparently someone took pictures from Jackson’s party and, let me tell you, I don’t remember half of this shit.” Hannah glanced at them before holding them up. “Why would anyone take pictures of destroying someone’s house??”

“Maybe they agree that there’s beauty in chaos? Although, if it’s destroying someone’s home, that might also be cathartic?” He questioned, shrugging his shoulders lightly. “I’m not really sure.” 

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lovedxphne‌:

“I have no idea who convinced me that biking five miles was way better than driving. Can we talk about how hot it is outside?” Daphne sighed, climbing off of the bike. In theory it’d been nice, but now? No way. She was exhausted. “I’m so thirsty, I think I might die.”

“Guess I come bearing these iced lattes, huh?” Freddie asked the redhead and lifted the drinks in his hand higher. “That and an actual car, if you need a ride back. The heat is way too crazy to be biking anywhere,” he told her with a shake of his head, stepping forward to hand her a drink. “Here’s to hoping that might help you stay alive.” he chuckled and smiled. 

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sadiede‌:

“I really hope you’re sitting here because you saw me pouring this vodka in my float and you wanna share,” Sadie spoke as she looked at them from across a booth, stuffing the tiny bottle back in her bag, “and not to judge me because it’s summer and there have been no good parties since the dinosaurs walked. So.” 

“I’m not going to lie,” Freddie started as he settled into the seat across from Sadie, smiling at her. “I joined you because there was a float in general to be shared, but a little splash of vodka never hurt anyone.” He laughed. “No judgements here at all,” he assured her with a smile. “Summer is when you can let loose the most, I suppose.” 

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brooke-kent‌:

The girl hadn’t meant for it to get this far, after all she told herself she’d lighten up a bit this summer, but maybe this was too much. Either way, she was now running away from the sirens that seemed to follow her. She pulled herself up over a wall. “I can’t believe this is happening!” she whispered.

Freddie ran alongside the girl and stifled a laugh at her whispered words before helping her up the wall before following suit. “Who would’ve thought we’d go from detention to evading law enforcement,” he commented breathlessly as he tried to keep up and get away without getting caught. They had definitely come a long way since that day. 

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djkylehastings‌:

Kyle sighed loudly, playing with his hair. He was working on a new song and he was having problems with the melody and it frustrated him to now end, “Why is it so hard to make things work?” he mumbled to himself.

“I don’t know, depends on what you’re working on,” Freddie said when he heard someone sigh loudly then mumble nearby, looking over at the other. He had stepped out for some coffee and was people watching, though his input probably wasn’t welcome on whatever the other was working on. “Although, if it’s something to do with mathematics, then I can’t get that shit to work at all.” 

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littlewendyernst‌:

Wendy hummed as she sat in JFK, putting her headphones in.  Her mama sat beside her, flipping through a book.  “It’s been so long since I’ve just gotten to sit and read for a while.”  They were taking a week to travel around Spain, something they had always talked about but never gotten to do.  She took out an earphone as she heard a voice come over the intercom.  “Flight 293 to Madrid is delayed.  Flight 293 to Madrid is delayed.”  Wendy let out a weak laugh as she looked over to her mama.  “I’m going to go get us some food.”  The older woman nodded, squeezing her hand.  She then walked away, and began perusing the different places to eat.  She was startled by the sound of someone shouting her name, looking up with wide eyes.  “Hey!  What are you doing here?”

Despite things still being strained between Freddie and his father, the boy was still following them on their worldwide tour and worked as whatever was needed by the band backstage. Right now though, they were all just milling around the first class lounge and waiting for their flight. He was getting a little stir crazy just sitting there and waiting, one of the only things he hated about flying long distances. He hated being cooped up in a plane for hours, so he was walking around the airport for as long as he could, hovering over towards where the restaurants and fast food places were to grab himself a little something. It was then he spotted and recognized Wendy, calling out towards the girl and smiling brightly at her when their eyes met. He walked over towards her and chuckled at her question. “Oh, you know, just hanging around. Got bored just sitting around at home, so I figured I might hit up JFK,” he teased. “My dad’s on tour,” he explained. “We’re headed to one of his shows, what about you?” he asked with a smile. 

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maxie-paxie:

“Yeah grandma I swear I’ve never been more sober in my life.” Max blatantly lied through the phone. “Alright. Alright. I gotta go.” He said quickly trying to get the woman off his case. “Not a word out of you.” Max said as he pointed to the person standing in the doorway of his room. “What can I help you with?” 

Freddie was stood outside Max’s room and heard the tail end of the boy’s conversation with his grandma, chuckling at his words. “Fergalicious,” the boy said when Max told him not to say a word, and the last time he played scrabble with someone he was told it wasn’t a word. “But it’s not like I’m about to call up your grams and tattle on you either,” he added on and chuckled. “I’ve been sent to ask if you guys are still gonna be playing at senior prom or not, since your lead is missing and all.” 

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derekcox:

Elliot had been in the middle of working a case when he’d received a phone call from Jackson, who informed him of his son disappearance. Angry flood through the man’s veins, why had the school not got in contact with him, they paid enough damn money for it. Immediately, Elliot took himself off the case and made his way to Foxcroft to try and track down his son; if he could find the most intelligent criminals in the world, surely he’d be able to find Derek.

“You,” he pointed to a student approaching him. “When was the last time you saw Derek Cox?”

Freddie was headed towards class when he was suddenly stopped by a hulking bald man. He looked up at the man with widened eyes as he spoke. “Shit, you’re definitely not a student,” he blurted, thoughts of a failed attempt at 21 Jump Street flooding his mind. “Derek Cox?” he shook his head and shrugged as he answered. “I don’t know the guy, honestly. He’s the ginger jock, right?” 

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littlexpoppy:

“I just kinda never really got the chance before.“ She shrugged slightly not sure what to tell him. Poppy felt like people usually had to be invited to house shows or have a squad of friends to go to concerts with. Besides her mom would have never let her go anyway. 

“Well, we have to fix that!” Freddie replied whilst shaking his head at the discovery. “The one at prom is just small scale, but after that, you gotta come to one of our shows that we do other places!” he told the girl. “It doesn’t even have to be our show, actually. We could go check out a concert, if you wanted.” 

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robbinsvera:

“Oh my god, stop.” Vera hit his arm, rolling her eyes. “I’m done with being nice to you.” She joked, knowing he wouldn’t take it seriously or get offended. “He hasn’t said it directly, but yeah, I’m pretty sure. I think it’s because our parents are pushing for it.”

“Stop what?” Freddie laughed and leaned away, rubbing his arm where the girl had hit him. He turned to her with a pout as if the smack had actually hurt. “You just said you loved me,” he whined. “Well if that’s the case shouldn’t he be on your side of like not wanting to go through with it? I don’t get it.” He said and frowned with confusion. 

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fck-calha:

“I mean sure I don’t know I’m not going to Prom or know much about it”

“Well, why aren’t you going? I guess it’s pretty much like any other school dance, only people get crowned king or queen. That’s about it, really.” 

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littlewendyernst:

Wendy laughed a little in embarrassment, her cheeks going a dark red.  “You’re too sweet.”  He has a nice smile, she thought to herself.  She put one hand on her hip.  “Oh, will you now?”

Freddie smiled and shrugged his shoulders lightly when the girl laughed and told him he was sweet. “I like to think I’m sweet enough,” he replied with a laugh, pushing his hands into his pockets. “Yes, ma’am,” he replied and laughed again. “As soon as I get the name to go with the face, I’ll send out a shout out before our performance.” 

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robbinsvera:

“Yeah I know you are and you know I love you for it.” She knew she could always count on Freddie. “He is. And I’m trying to avoid him to the best of my ability, he’s just everywhere, it seems like.  I don’t even think he’s actually interested in me as a person so now he’s just wasting both of our times. “

“Aww, V, that’s so gay,” Freddie teased and nudged her playfully. “I love ya, too,” he told her with a small, soft smile. “I’m sorry, that sucks that he isn’t taking a hint and leaving you alone. Wait, he’s not? Then why is he like pursuing you and not taking no for an answer?” 

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laylalamars:

“Are you in the band tonight?” Layla asked, “is that why you’re really promoting the whole live music local band thing?”

“Was I being that subtle?” Freddie asked on a chuckle. “Yep, I am. Freddie Knox, your resident guitarist extraordinaire.” 

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lizaperez:

“That’s all just background noise to me, I’m in it for the party”

“That’s fair, but think of it this way! Without the band tonight? There’d be no background noise. Prom would be pretty strange without the music, wouldn’t it?” 

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laylalamars:

“I dunno, I feel like going to a concert would just be better than going to prom. Besides, the fun part is post prom.”

“I guess that’s true but supporting your local bands are also a plus. I wouldn’t know, I haven’t been to a prom before, but I’ll take your word on it. Just like you should take mine on the band being kickass tonight.”