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alvarezorion:

He smiled at her and nodded. “Sure, if you’re up for it.” He said as he moved some lights through some holes to try to detangle them. “I’d never say no for some company.” Rion wasn’t the type to do so. He would gladly spend time with almost anyone and it just helped him not be so lonely these days like he had been. He moved the last of the lights through a hole and grinned. “There we go. These ones are done.” He said and started wrapping them carefully so they wouldn’t get tangled again.

“What if it was someone you really hated?” Scarlet asked just to ask, but she knew what her answer would be. She took the wrapped and detangled string of lights from him and tacked them on top of the ones she finished before she placed them in a box to store for later use. They were done and she was thankful that two sets of hands made it faster. “Thank, Ri.” She was not enough of a friend to slap a nickname into the sentence, but she still did it like she did a lot of thing. Scarlet stood up and dusted the concrete grim off the back of her elf wardrobe. “Let’s change and go.” It wasn’t a question, but they had already agreed to go.

#Orion — 1

sam-rhodes:

at Lloyd’s with @j-scarlet

“Hey, Scar.” Sam said without looking to see if she was there when he opened the door to the hardware shop. He knew she took as many shifts as possible to help her mom with rent and was usually there more than Lloyd, the man, the myth, the legend himself. The hardware store had those florescent lights that buzzed loudly and flickered when someone was stocking the back shelf, but it felt like part of its charm. “Just came in for a pack of bulbs. What’s up?”

Scarlet was behind the counter at Lloyd’s with a tabloid she took off the small table next to her mother’s lazy boy that morning. She was reading a headline about Jennifer Lopez when the door opened, she turned and looked. “Hey Sam.” He wasn’t a regular, but she knew him. Everyone knew the Rhodes. They might as well have been Valentine’s. “JLo is in a new movie.” She said like she cared. “Too bad Stargate never plays anything new.” The local movie theater was notorious for showing movies a week or two after their release dates. “Aisle 4.”

#Sam — 1

calmeyers:

“You goin’ to the Barnyard tonight. Mom’s got Lanes covered. And I’m doin’ inventory so I could use a buddy.” Tuesday’s were always the slowest night of the week. And he coveted time with his best friends as a way to unwind from his life. Cal gave Laney a little extra lift. Carrying her had so suddenly gotten heavier. The statement they grow up so fast was the understatement of the century.

@j-scarlet

“I told Ollie I'd watch the band play, but they’re stuck in a writing rut and it’s boring so yeah.” Scarlet wasn’t musically talented like Silver Lining’s frontman and added nothing but encouragement. If anyone could call what she did that. She walked up to Callum and gave Laney a sweet smile. The softest spot in her heart was reserved for the little girl. “Lanes, I got something for you. Wanna see?” She reached into her pocket and pulled out an old poly pocket she found going through her things earlier that day.

#Callum — 1

alvarezorion:

He put his arms up a little bit. “I’m sorry if I happens.” He laughed before started to help untangle a little more. He really hated lights, but he’d do this all night if he had to. He stayed quiet as he did and listened to Scarlet answer him then ask her question. “Depends. Probably the Barnyard. It’s closer to home.” He lived in Eris as well and depending if he got drunk, it’d be a shorter trip to get back to his place. “Just don’t wanna go home right away.”

Scarlet kept her focus on detangling the lights until she was done with another string of them and there was only a couple left. Orion was just another Eris guy, like how she was just another Eris girl. It made sense to her that he took up the gig when no one else would do it too. “I can relate to that.” She thought about it for a moment before looking at him again. “Want a plus one?”

#Orion — 1

chloexwilliams:

Ever since Chloe had moved to Fallbrook she’d realized just how small of a town it was. Just about everyone who lived there knew a piece of someone else’s story. Scarlet and her had crossed paths and even though their run ins weren’t many she felt like they were close. Something about small towns she thought to herself following the instructions and placed all the bags and her hot chocolate down on the table. “Oooh that’s awesome,” she smiled happy to help get her work shift to be done quicker, “Four hands are better than two for sure!” returning and getting her hands on a section of the lights. “I have like two more people to get things for, but this always helps,” she paused gesturing to the holiday market, “Makes it easy to knock a lot of people off my list in one swoop cause I stay doing shopping last minute! What about you? Getting all your shopping done beforehand?”

She was thankful Chloe decided to help. “My cheeks hurt from smiling so much today.” She brought her into the conversation previously going on in her head. “How do you do it all day at Blossom?” Working at Lloyd’s was easier because most people who walked inside knew what they were there for and she only had to talk to them at the cash register. “Is Miles one of them?” Scarlet enjoyed Miles’s company too. He was a good time at parties and always made sure she got home safely. The Williams were good people to be around. She was learning about friendships as an adult because their importance was never taught to her as a child. “That’s smart.” Scarlet kept her responses short, but she wasn’t in a bad mood. She moved on to the next set of lights. “Yeah. I still need something small for Liv and something for Sloane. You got any ideas?” She got her mom something already, but she would just leave it on the table on Christmas or whatever day her mother decided to show up again.

#Chloe — 1

tracelawson:

“Ahh okay” he said nodding his head. Trace watched the girl in front of him fight the lights in her hands. “Happy Holidays” he said nodding his head. “Do you have any big plans for the holidays ahead?” He said stopping next to her, “do you need any help?” Trace stated seeing the many strands of lights she had left to untangle.

“Nope.” The word was immediately said. Her mother always promised something for Christmas Eve and a morning spent cooking breakfast together on Christmas day, but the woman was notorious for breaking her promises. She always found something else to do and would apologize later. What her mother thought was fun, Scarlet found destructive. “How about yourself?” She asked to be polite. “Yeah that would be great, thanks.” She handed him a tangled glob and kept working on her end.

#Trace — 1

alvarezorion:

He gave a small laugh. “That’s true, unless I get wrapped up in it.” Rion pointed out as a joke, but knowing him, it could definitely happen. Despite the other not smiling at this joke, he wasn’t about to stop doing it. It was just the type of person he was and even as he was feeling down most of the time these days, he tried hard to not let it show. “I guess so.” He commented with a shrug as he started undoing the lights as well. “Might go have a beer after this.” Anything to not be home too long. “What about you?”

“Maybe don’t do that.” She thought out loud. Her fingers fidgeted with the tangled mess and slowly worked down the line as she rotate the free ends into themselves to avoid anymore problems. Scarlet’s reactions to people never meant that she didn’t enjoy their company. It was just her way of floating through life with no expectations from or of anyone. It was better that way. “I’m not sure.” Anything to not be home while her mother had her new boyfriend at the trailer. She thought she could go practice if Liv let her into Tulip at this hour, but that was unlikely. “At the Barnyard or Pit Stop?” She never thought about Aero. Most people from Eris weren’t welcome there.

#Orion — 1

tracelawson:

Trace was on a lunch break, and decided coffee was a good choice of drink to get him through the rest of his day. But also a nice stroll around town would probably be quite enjoyable. When he noticed someone talking to him, he shook his head and walked over. “Sorry were you talking to me, cause I didn’t really catch anything you said.” He said shrugging his shoulders.

What man wasn’t aloof? Scarlet didn’t know any. “Nope nothing.” She eased out as she kept untangling the colorful lights in front of her. The man was Trace from around town. She overheard her mom and the neighbor talk about how good looking he had always been over some sweet tea and cigarettes at the trailer park multiple times. It was true, but in her experience the good looking ones weren’t reliable. “Happy holidays.” She added after adjusting the elf hat over her head.

#Trace — 1

chloexwilliams:

Chloe loved this time of year, but even more so during the holiday event. It gave the community a chance to come together and it also gave her a chance to promote her business with other vendors. Stepping away from Blossom Boutique in Miles’ care she walked around the rest of the market trying to take it all in. She stopped to grab some cookies and then followed it with a hot chocolate. Chloe paused at different booths to catch up with some friends and then went to buy some small gifts that she thought were too cute to pass up. On her way back to the store she paused by Santa’s Workshop and smiled at seeing Scarlet. “Yea for sure,” she walked over placing her cup and the small gift bag down. “Are you working for much longer?” she asked reaching for some of the lights and began trying to untangle them.

For a long time after Scarlet had to turn down the ballet company in New York City she couldn’t look at people around town with their perfect little smiles and happy lives and successful businesses without bitterness. She greeted the woman with a nod. Chloe never made her feel like that, but it was always obvious that she worked for everything she had. Which was something Scarlet appreciated. The nod doubled as a thank you, too. “I just have to get these untangled and I’m off.” She grabbed another part of the tangled lights and looked everything she was carrying over. “You can set that down there.” Scarlet pointed to one of those foldable outdoor tables. “That’s a lot of gift bags. Did you get all of your holiday shopping done tonight?”

#Chloe — 1

peter-valentine:

Valentine’s never spent too much time in Eris, but in a town as small as Fallbrook is was hard not to know everyone. That and the fact that even though Scarlet was a couple of years younger then him their schooling growing up overlapped. “Sure, Scarlet.” Peter nodded with a small smile after she asked him for some help. He squatted down and grabbed one end of the Christmas lights. Coming from a large family and from a mother who loved decorating for the holidays meant that this wouldn’t be his first time getting assigned to detangle string lights. He turned his head up to look at her full get up. “You make a good elf. Ever thought of making it a fulltime gig?” Peter always tried to be mindful that his jokes wouldn’t offend people.

“Thanks.” Scarlet wasn’t surprised to see a Valentine there ready to help. There were a lot of them and they were scattered everywhere, always showing up when people needed help. Scarlet grew up going to school with a couple of them. Emmi and her were in the same grade growing up and everyone knew that family, but she caught on to a couple of things over the years. 1. Valentine’s are all smiles and unavoidable, and 2. Even if you want to hate a Valentine they make it really hard to. Scarlet grew up knowing that despite their kindness towards her, she was never anything more than their cousin’s best friend and a prop in their lives. For the family who seemingly ran Fallbrook, Scarlet was a side character in their lives. She thought that some people drew the short stick by happenstance. Her fingers moved around the cables, fiddling with the lights until she got rid of a knot and moved on to the next. She only looked at Peter when he said something, but she wasn’t surprised that he was trying to make conversation. “No, have you?” She pulled her hat off and handed it to him. “Let’s see if it suits you?” She knew it would. As ridiculous as dressing up as an elf looked, she knew it would suit him.

#Peter — 1

alvarezorion:

Rion had volunteered more hours at the workshop and other places where they needed elves throughout the festivities going on. It was another way of getting out his house and even getting away from his mom since all she wanted to talk about right now was his ex. He was tired of running through what happened and everything else dealing with the break up with her. He already did it enough himself, he didn’t need to talk it all out. So, he made sure he couldn’t be available and the more he volunteered, the less he had to do. He was finishing up replacing some broken ornaments when one of his fellow elves asked for help and he nodded. “Of course. Might not be great at it, but I’ll help.” He promised Scarlet.

“I don’t think you can make it worse than it is already.” Scarlet had a nonchalant look on her face most of the time. She wasn’t someone who put a lot of thought in how she came across to others and her life wasn’t one worth smiling over constantly. The lack of expression usually made her occasional small smiles and arched eyebrows stand out more. Out of the two other elves on their shift, Orion had to be her favorite because he made himself useful. Someone once told her that it was important to do things with their time, but Scarlet was the type to let life pass her by. Born in Eris, raised in Eris, get buried in Eris. That’s how it went. She reached down for a tangled string of lights and handed it to him so they could get to work. “Happy the night’s almost over?”

#Orion — 1

where: Pictures with Santa @fallbrookstarters

Scarlet was dressed as an elf because she was one of Santa’s helpers for the holiday event that year. With the big pointy ears and rosy cheeks. People around her knew that she was always looking to put in extra hours doing off end jobs here and there so she jumped on it when the opportunity came. Scarlet had a very neutral personality most of the time. She was a cool girl by default, but trying to be extra cheery for the kids who wanted pictures with Santa was new for her. Her supervisor asked her to replace some of the burned out lights and she was in the back by the sidewalk messing with some of the extra props when someone walked by. She looked up and called out when she recognized them. “ Hey, can you help me untangle these lights?”

#open #fallbrookstart #fallbrook christmas

@livrhodes - tulip dance academy

There weren’t a lot of people in Scarlet’s life that she would light up for, but Liv Rhodes was one of those few. She was at Tulip taking a free jazz class to help promote the new curriculum, but she couldn’t help missing all of the time she used to spend there when she was younger. It was nice seeing Liv back there too. The woman and her family had been through a lot and Scarlet wanted to show her support. The younger woman’s reliance on sisterly or motherly figures could be concerning, but no one paid enough attention to the blonde to notice and Liv was the furthest thing from a bad influence. Scarlet smiled at Liv through the room windows and waved. It was a good thing things were wrapping up, she wanted to check up on her.

#Liv — 3

baddestbitchesglobal

Olivia Holt

#flash flash photography

danielxconway:

Daniel kept his eyes on the blonde sitting in his passenger seat, pressing his lips together as he nodded his head. “The offer still stands,” it was something he had to let her know was the fact regardless of all the tension between them the last few months he still wanted to be there for her like he had been in high school. “I don’t care what Preston wants,” the dark haired male didn’t hesitate to say. “It’s what I want. I want you to stay in Preston’s old room.” He watched her as she turned to look over at him. He reached out and put his hand on her leg, shaking his head at her words. “You don’t owe me anything.” He told her as he moved his hand from her leg to the keys in the ignition, turning it to shut off the engine and pulled them out. His hand went to the door handle, pulling it and pushing his door open. “You ready?” He asked, keeping his eyes on her.

“Thanks, Danny.” It wasn’t an answer, but she couldn’t give him one. It wasn’t like she had another place to crash, but she might think of one later. Her eyes moved down to where his hand went, not used to the comforting touch coming him or anyone else. She could remember when her mom wasn’t so bad. They would find some quarters around the places they were staying at when she was little and go get some ice cream. They shared a cone and laughed back then, but those moments were few and far between and eventually disappeared altogether. She used to wanted the kind of life Danny had with his parent, but even good people like the Conways had a lot of heartbreak in their life. Scarlet wanted to laugh at his question, but she took a deep breath instead. Would she ever be ready? She nodded and opened the door of his car, waiting for him on the beaten path so they could head inside together. “Don’t worry about being quiet.” Her mom was probably passed out. She opened the door to the trailer home and looked around the half lit area. “My room is just back there.” She was careful when they passed the living room, scared to see her mother if she was even there.

#Daniel — 3

danielxconway:

Daniel knew he would always answer the phone when Scarlet called. It didn’t matter how much she resented him for what happened between them in high school or whether she felt like he thought he was better than her which was never the case in his eyes. He pulled up to the trailer, turning his head to look over towards her and to the little trailer in front of them. “Let me go in and pack up your things, Scar. You can crash in Preston’s old room. It’s really not a big deal… Just let me do this. You don’t have to go back in there.”

Scarlet was trying her best to not be sad, it wasn’t the first time her mother kicked her out and there was no point even though it felt more real that time. “No.” She turned her head away from the trailer she called home and looked at Danny. “I can do it.” There was a lot of hesitation in her voice, because she was afraid of what she might find in there. She looked down at her hands when Danny offered her a place to stay. “My own mama doesn’t want me, Daniel. What makes you think Preston would have wanted me in his old room?” Scarlet knew she should should have been more grateful towards him for helping her so late and last minute so she looked at him again. “If you can go inside with me I would really owe you one.”

#Daniel — 3

tristan-kasnoff:

The crickets in the background played their melody, as lightning bugs swarmed all over the poorly lit neighborhood. It was evident by the cracks throughout the pavement and several potholes, Asteria had poured a large amount of money into the neighborhoods outside of Eris and rarely allowed it to trickle down to the peasants living here. It was by some miracle they even had a park and even that was not a huge sight to be seen. Tristan looked over at her, he was not sure what to say to the blonde. Usually, words came so easily when he was around her. The two had been friends for ages and she was one of the few females he felt comfortable talking to, but lately anytime he caught a glimpse of her he started to get tongue tied.

Tristan nodded at her response, pushing his hands into his pocket as they strolled down the cement. “Thanks, Sloane is such a talented singer, Hailey is beyond impressive on the drums and of course Ollie always kills it.” He always found himself fortunate enough to be part of the band. “Oh um me? I uh, just work now that Maggie’s is open again. Darcy is back, I don’t know if you heard.” There were many people Tristan adored, Scarlet being one of them. But his big brother was his favorite person in the entire world and it was one of the few good things to come about lately. “Signed up for two classes, but haven’t gotten the books yet.” He was hoping next paycheck he could try and find some used ones.” Just their luck, the dark clouds forming above them started to produce rain and he nodded at her with a bright smile as she started to dance out in the street. Scarlet was always a sight to behold, but this had him mesmerized as he watched every movement and just admired her from the sidewalk. “Oh, uh,” he shook his head. “You don’t want me,” he smiled softly, too nervous for his own good. Last time he danced with her, everything started to shift when it came to their dynamic and she was no longer just a friend but someone he wanted a deeper connection with. He remembered the ball so vividly, how gorgeous she looked, the scent of her perfume, the way she made his heart pound against his chest at the simplest of touches. And after a moment, he did something out of character. He took a leap of faith and walked out next to her and spun around as the water crashed around them.

Scarlet hadn’t meant to start liking the guy. It happened gradually until she couldn’t get him out of her mind. She knew he was special and that she was nothing in comparison to everything that Tristan would become. Tristan was always talking about how great other girls were. Scarlet wasn’t jealous of them because she knew that everyone in Tristan’s life was great, but it made her want to know if he talked like that about her to everyone else. Had anyone ever talked like that about her? She knew Oliver who was her best friend would follow something nice up with something stupid to get a laugh out of people. He meant well and she appreciated him, but Scarlet realized that she was more concerned with what the guy next to her thought. “School is lame! Don’t you want it to be summer forever?” Scarlet was dancing on the street and waved her hand for him to join her. Tristan looked like he was about to say no until he surprised her.

“Oh dammit.” Scarlet shook her head as she looked over to Tristan who joined her out in the middle of the street. The late summer rain was beating down on them so quick that the thuds it made against the concrete created music almost as off beat as Tristan’s dance moves. He looked like such a dweeb spinning around like that, but she loved it. Scarlet hadn’t smiled like that in such a long time and seeing Tristan be brave and do something out of his comfort zone like look silly for her sake made Scarlet want to be brave, too. “Fuck it!” The blonde shook her head and closed the gap between them in a couple of quick and long strides. Her hands landed on Tristan’s cheeks and she shut her eyes as she leaned in to press her lips against his mouth. It was the first time she felt so nervous to kiss anyone, but she decided seconds before that she was done giving a fuck that night. Scarlet’s heart felt like it was about to burst and she laughed as she pulled away. “Wooooo!” She let a yell out and spun around, already soaked through to her socks. Scarlet should have stopped to consider what that kiss would do to Tristan, but the alcohol in her made her fearless until the morning. “I knew you were fun, Tris!”

#Tristan — 4

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