*・ﾟ✧ I'D RATHER STAND TALL, THAN LIVE ON MY KNEES. 'CAUSE I AM CONQUEROR, AND I WON'T ACCEPT DEFEAT. TRY TELLING ME NO, ONE THING ABOUT ME. IS I AM A CONQUEROR, I AM A CONQUEROR.
i’m finally back on ! but only for today as i am leaving for three days to go to a nationals drill meet. but i’ll start to reply to everyone now !! missed you guys so much *sniffles*
Instead of showing up to class like he was supposed to, Brantley was hanging out with some skaters. They were using the small stair case railing to do some tricks. It was his turn to do something and it’s been a while since he was on his skateboard. Kicking off with his feet he moved with speed as he tried to grind on the rail. Not only did his board tap against the metal pole, the boy went right to the floor. Brantley hoped nobody passing saw his epic fail.
Eleanor was exiting the library, clutching the three huge books that were about world history and greek mythology. Her high ponytail swung rapidly behind her as she jogged down the flight of stairs, the small white skirt flapping against the winds and her thighs. She noticed the group of skaters at the smaller stair case not far from her, but one face in particular caught her attention. Immediately, her eyes widen as the boy went flying straight into the ground. A dry chuckle escaped her lips, causing her to blow up her cheeks to stop from laughing. She walked over, hesitantly considering she and the other haven’t spoken in quite some time, and picked up the skateboard. Slowly, she walked over and held it out for him. ❝ I-I believe th-this is yours. ❞ She exhaled, looking down at the other.
almost immediately, the blonde pulled out her own notebook, where she had drawn and written up various ideas for the website. there was page after page of designs. ‘ yeah, kinda. ‘ she chuckled, a small blush rising to her cheeks at her own embarrassment— she was such an overachiever. ‘ i was thinking that maybe we could add the numbers and addresses to the support groups and housings around town? ‘
the petite girl was impressed with the amount of jotted down plans she had written, almost making her feel as if she was looking at herself in a way. while scnanning the notebook, her grin soon turned into a full blown smile, her pearly white teeth actually showing for a change. ❝ t-these are am-amazing. and that’s such a gre-great idea! we c-could even include the f-founders of the support grou-groups. this ca-can help so man-y people. ❞ for once her quiet tone was normal and preppy, making her happier than what she already was.
“ GOD, i’ve always known the food in the cafeteria was a health code violation waiting to happen, but now the vending machines too? ” he rambled one, his complaints aimed at no one in particular. “ sugar free rice krispie treats? whole grain pretzels? i might as well be fucking amish. ”
green eyes watched the male in front of her as he rambled, a small giggle passing through her cherry-glossed lips.
❝ t-the pretzels aren’t th-that bad. i’ve had a b-bag and they’re q-quite go-good. you should t-ry them. ❞ eleanor commented, a small grin plastered on her face. the healthy snacks in the vending machine weren’t all terrible, minus the rice krispies.
she nodded, gently scooting some things around on her desk. ‘ yeah, go ahead! any questions you have, we can talk about… you can sit if you want? ‘ annabeth gave the girl a shining smile, her mood a bit brighter since the girl showed up.
eleanor grinned at annabeth as she placed her small bundle of school supplies on the desk. plopping down next to her, she turned her head to continue on with the conversation. ❝ s-so did you ha-have any ide-ideas about what’s w-we’re doing? ❞ her right hand lightly tapped her pink glittery pen against her notebook, her legs swining underneath the table in anticipation.
freshly painted fingernails ran over the item she was secretly possessing, the overwhelming memories flooding her brain as her thumb kept pressing the right button. the images to eleanor were considered beautiful, if they didn’t hold so much DISGUST. it never occured to her until now that he was serious about these, yet again not a lot processed in her mind til now since the male disappeared. as her eyes kept flicking from photo to photo, the sound of someone approaching didn’t register until she heard their voice. startled, she dropped the camera, quickly dropping down and picking it back up again. ❝ wha-what’re you doin-doing here? ❞ if her stuttering didn’t make her sound nervous before, it was suddenly make her suspicious.
it took a moment for the girl to regroup herself, eyes glancing up as a slightly familiar face caught her sight. ‘ —eleanor? oh, hi, it’s nice to see you! ‘ she gave a small yet concerned smile. ‘ what was that? i’m sorry, i couldn’t understand you… ‘
eleanor took a small deep breath as she looked up towards anne. the small smile made her calm down a bit like it always did, though her instincts was telling her to not get too friendly just yet. ❝ it’s good s-seeing you, too. b-but ii was g-gonna ask about th-the project we were work-working on. ❞ the volume was turned up a bit, but her voice remained low. she tried to not stutter this time, but of course that never works out in her favor.
nevaeh sat at a table in a cafe, her notebook & laptop in front of her. “ this fucking essay — ” she mumbled under her breath, clearly annoyed. when she heard fighting coming from behind her, she turned around to see what was happening, before rolling her eyes & turning her attention back to her companion. “ some people are so stupid. ”
eleanor worked silently across from her partner, her fingers practically dancing on the keyboard of her laptop. her eyes would occasionally glance up at the girl as she would mutter under her breath, them searching for any type of outrage. the sudden outburst startled the academic as the blue hues widen. taking a deep breath and counting to five in her head, she noded slowly at her words. ❝ i-i wouldn’t ca-call them stupid. maybe th-they’re misunderstood. there’s al-always two parts o-of an argument. ❞ she shrugged, returning to the assignment at hand.
“Well, now’s as good a time as ever,” the blonde muttered, plopping down on a nearby bench and sliding the tip of a cigarette in between her lips; she got a few puffs through when she noticed from the corner of her eye someone had joined her and occupied the other side of the bench. Releasing a small sigh, she took another puff from her cig, before momentarily glancing at the person beside her and speaking, “You know, it’s wild. It’s only been a little over a month now, a little over, and look at everyone, they’re all just playing along. They’re all just going along day by day, acting as if everything’s still normal, as if none of it all happened like what still feels like a few days or a week ago — as if they all didn’t see the same news report I did the other day. It’s truly something, isn’t it?”
her head was down, arms wrapped tightly around her textbook and notebook as she quickly walked down the sidewalk in hopes of not catching anyone’s attention. eleanor was never this quiet before IT happened, but now it seemed as if that’s all she knows how to do. the speed walking came to a sudden stop as she sat down on the other end of the bench. thinking this was her time to relax and catch a breath, she then heard what the smoking blonde was preaching about, her ears perking up at the small speech. ❝ like e-everything’s normal? rea-really? no one c-can forget that day. it trau-traumitized half of the campus. we want to at l-least get our minds st-straight. ❞ her frustrated yet butchered up tone was the opposite of how she wanted to get her point across. ❝ it’s p-pathertic how people like you t-tend to forget that want-wanting to try to b-be normal ex-exists. ❞ eleanor mumbled the last few words, her lips pursed into a straight line after realizing what she might’ve just said just might’ve made her mad as well. please don’t be like him was her immediate thought as the blonde’s head leaned forward and towards the ground, looking down at her feet.
‘ i’m sorry, just— just give me a minute. ‘ her voice came out low and quiet, a humble breath sucked in after they tumbled from her lips. she gave her eyes a final squeeze before swirling back around to the other with a smile. ‘ sorry about that, what did you need? ‘
the small lump that formed in her throat when she started approaching the other female was swallowed, her lips parted open as she about to speak but not a single word came out. ❝ i-i was, uh, t-thinking about — well more of a thou-thought of our ... uhm, ❞ the almost inaudible jumbled up speech came to a halt, the petite blonde shaking her head. ❝ n-nevermind. it’s not important. ❞
「 DOVE CAMERON. 」—— meet ( ELEANOR MICKELSON ); a ( NINETEEN ) year old ( SOPHOMORE ) at sterling college. they’re ( GREGARIOUS ) and ( OPTIMISTIC ), but can also be ( RESERVED ) and ( FINICKY ), which is why they’re known as ( THE OVERACHIEVER ) around campus. apparently, they were samuel’s ( FORMER CHILDHOOD FRIENDS ). don’t tell anyone i told you this, but i heard that ( SAMUEL TRIED TO SHOOT AT HER AFTER SHE REFUSED TO BE HIS MUSE SO SHE’S BEEN PARANOID AND HAVING NIGHTMARES ALONG WITH HAVING TRUST ISSUES SINCE THEN BUT HASN’T TOLD ANYONE NOR DOES SHE WANTS ANY HELP ).
hello everyone !! my name’s jama, and i’m located in central timezone. i’m a pretty weird person once you get to know me but i swear to you, i am as cool as ice. but enough about me, let’s get into dept about this fucked up child of mine.
eleanor is a nineteen-year-old sophomore who is studying communication. she and samuel were close childhood friends who did almost everything together. they got each other into a passion for photography and art, a passion for ellie as it was an escape from reality.
born into a high-class family who had a reputation at sterling, she had quite a rep to hold up. since being a freshman, she’d be seen ripping and running from club to club, maintaining the work ethic her father held as well as the school spirit her mother showed.
because of her schedule, she and samuel drifted apart sadly. it didn’t crush her in the beginning but after making new friends, she completely almost forgot about him.
she’s a very caring and sweet individual who has the habits of motivating others and helping out. she became a math tutor as well as an art assistant because of her small quirks. is usually seen doing something that will give her “GOOD KARMA”
at the start of her sophomore year, her face had been the most recognizable thing on campus. eleanor decided to take a break from all her activities, still doing a few. this gave her enough time to start back hanging with samuel. this blossomed into a fresh new start for the both of them, and it made her happy.
when samuel started to freak out over his photography, she noticed how his personality was getting out of hand. she’d try to help him but he kept pushing her away. that was until he asked her to be his muse. at first, she thought it’d be fun, but after only a week of participating in his shenanigans, he started to insult her. “ A MUSE IS THIN, NOT FAT. GET WITH THE PROGRAM, CHUBBY.” it would kill her to hear such things come out his mouth. the vulgar comments got even more hurtful to a point where she refused to continue on with it.
it had been a day since speaking with samuel since then. her mind had been racing with the curiosity of what he would say to her. eleanor was helping out a student in the science wing of the college when a loud boom sounded off, everyone panicking inside the building. soon gun shots fired and the screaming got louder. ellie guided people out the room as fast as she could without getting noticed by the shooter, until she fell and looked up to meet samuel. at first, she immediately thought he’d help her, but it was after he pointed the weapon at her she knew she was a goner. but instead of feeling pain, the bullet missed an inch and hit a friend of hers.
she was found curled up with the dead body of her friend lying on her lap, the red stained cheeks having dried up tears show. since then, she has never been the found. her school spirit vanished throughout the two weeks of the school being closed. her once perky personality gone, now turned into a reserved, scared soul.
her schizophrenia ( something that is also secret ) started to worsen and she would jump at literally anything that was too noisy.
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