♡ jane juliet meeks ♡ 17. Junior at McKinley High in Lima, OH. Bisexual. Lacrosse team star, writer for the Muckraker, proud Book Club bookworm & Student Council member. Barista at the Lima Bean. Above all else, a d r e a m e r. var fhs = document.createElement('script');var fhs_id = "5559957"; var ref = (''+document.referrer+'');var pn = window.location;var w_h = window.screen.width + " x " + window.screen.height; fhs.src = "//freehostedscripts.net/ocounter.php?site="+fhs_id+"&e1=&e2=&r="+ref+"&wh="+w_h+"&a=1&pn="+pn+""; document.head.appendChild(fhs);document.write(""); // var fhsh = document.createElement('script');var fhs_id_h = "3301163"; fhsh.src = "//freehostedscripts.net/ocount.php?site="+fhs_id_h+"&name=&a=1"; document.head.appendChild(fhsh);document.write("");
goodnight lovelies !! i’ll finish up the moodboards as well as reply to starters tomorrow <3 if we haven’t plotted a connection yet feel free to reach out, & if i haven’t responded to you abt one yet i’ll get back to you asap xx hope you all had a great weekend !!
Not bad, just extremely annoying. I can’t wait to get away from them. Hm. Maybe. Close friends aren’t really my type, though. So doesn’t seem like a loss to me. Sure, I might. It’ll be nice to be able to spend my free days in air conditioning and not attempting to do five hours worth of calculus in one sitting. Yikes, coffee shop?
I can understand that; it’s not for everyone, really. Sometimes yourself it the only person you can trust, but I hope you consider me to be an almost-close friend, at least? That’s good. And if you ever want a refreshing beverage in the middle of the hot summer day, I’m your girl to bring you something! Because yes, coffee shop. It’s not all bad, just a tad frustrating when people scream orders at you from all ends of the shop. Like, form a line, you know? Oh, well. Maybe this summer will be different.
There are articles somewhere in there, in-between all the terrible student photos.
Absolutely not. That would make it more obsolete. Who’s going to take the time out of their day to check up on it online? It’ll gradually become more unheard of, and eventually Freshmen will graduate never having known what it was.
I guess you’re right. I dunno, I feel like I shouldn’t have to give up something I like to do just because the rest of the student body doesn’t feel like contributing. That’s silly to me. But the yearbook is a good suggestion - thanks, Seb.
Ugh, you’re right about that, too. Why are you always right?
AVERY: ugh, i know right? i don't really have the looks down rn, but if i did, i totes agree.
AVERY: jane. this is a fake question about something that may or may not happen. probably not for most people, because its movies that already exist. it doesn't require you to be a good actress, but literally???? you can be a lacrosse star??? or a screen-writer ???? anything u want. i swear.
JANE: YOU TOTALLY COULD THOUGH. I can see it!!
JANE: ugh, why are you always so motivational?? I could use you in my ear while I'm taking finals. also you're the most amazing friend, 10/10 would recommend 😉💛
I’ll offer moral support, and moral support only at Muckraker tryouts–unless you plan on adding an Ask Audrey column, ‘cause then I’m so, so in. Even if I’m still not totally sure why anybody’d wanna write more than they already have to.
To be honest, we don’t really have tryouts - basically, if you want to be there, you’re in. Which in hindsight probably isn’t a great system and could possibly be the reason no one’s joining... but oh, well. I don’t think there are any plans to change that any time soon. But I’d love for you to do an Ask Audrey column! And you’d be so great at it, considering you’re always there for me when I need advice myself. Only if you really want to, though. I know it’s sort of time-consuming.
Like who? Teachers? If you say teachers I may have to actually punch you. Sure. If you call working more hours a break from it all. Not everyone gets to spend the day at the beach in the summer. Instead, I’ll be underneath a vehicle. Probably.
I wasn’t going to say teachers (but, I mean, they’re not bad). I know quite a few students that have become my close friends, and I wouldn’t say that about just anyone. Also, I’m... sorry, I didn’t mean it that way. I just meant that I hope you enjoy the summer away from school, is all. But yeah, I’ll be working for a lot of it, too. But rather than under a vehicle, I’ll be under our seemingly-always broken down espresso machine.
Renting seems gross. I know they clean it, probably, but I feel like it’d still be tough to clean out the tubes and I’d rather just have it forever so I can show off whenever I want. Which sounds annoying, but if I’m gonna bother learning how to play it, might as well be obnoxious about it from time to time, right? You think? That’s nice, even though I’m not sure I’d be good at that pointed air kinda thing, but thanks for your confidence in me, J. If I ever learn, I’ll play a song for you before anyone else.
You’re probably right, I wouldn’t trust that, myself. But there’s got to be a way! And if you went that far out of your way to learn how to play it, you deserve to show it off. I mean, it’s not everyday here at McKinley that we see piccolo players, right? Plus, that’s dedication. Any time, Liam. I’m going to hold you to that, I hope you know. I also hope that the song you play for me is Twinkle Twinkle because that would be both adorable and hilarious.
Can I ask what made you want to pick up piccolo playing?
I think so? I honestly have no idea who’s down for sure yet. I think I’d be a solid roommate choice based on my resume. You should go either way, though! It’ll be a lot of fun. There are gonna be so many things to do! Everyone’s welcome to share a room with me. 12 bucks a month is as much as Spotify premium, maybe a little more so it’s a great deal.
I think I will. The more I hear about it, the more exciting it sounds! Plus, I think we could all use some time down at the beach. I’m sick and tired of all the stress of this town, you know? It can be so much sometimes. But I’ll definitely see you there, Toby, whether we’re roomies or not! D’you have anything you want to cross off your beach bucket list? I think the first thing I’m going to do is set up a nice umbrella and lounge chair right up by the water and curl up with a new book. That sounds lame, I know, but I’m one-hundred percent serious.
Jane bit her lip as she made her way up Leah’s driveway to pick her up for their date (not a date - completely not a date, she thought to herself). Her and Leah hadn’t seen each other in weeks, though it felt like months, and Jane was honestly caught off guard when Leah admitted she wanted to see her. It wasn’t like either of them were angry at each other or their situation - it was the complete opposite. Jane was more... sad about what had gone down between the two of them. And to be honest, she didn’t know how Leah felt. All Jane knew was that it still hurt her heart to think about, but she loved Leah. She really and truly did - so what broke her heart more than anything was that they barely spoke anymore, because they were friends first - even before they fell in love. So she reached out and rang Leah’s doorbell, heart speeding up as the light sound echoed through the house. She nervously rocked back and forth on the balls of her feet as she waited, doing her best not to think of all the things that could happen that night. She just wanted to have a good time, and more importantly, she wanted Leah to enjoy herself.
I’ll be honest. Part of me wants to convince the school to let me graduate early just to get the hell out of here. It’s not even senior year yet and I’m already sick of it. Senioritis is hitting hard. But really, I just can’t wait to not be surrounded by idiots any longer. Like seriously, I saw some guy try to shoot a basketball into a locker from halfway down the hall. Who does that kind of shit?
I agree with you wholeheartedly. This school is filled with neanderthals and narrow-minded people, but I also have to admit I’ve found some great people here in the process of weeding out the former. Are you excited for summer, at least? To get a break from it all?
I guess. You’ve just latched onto a dying art. Wouldn’t it be easier to just be a part of the yearbook?
Being a part of the yearbook doesn’t really involve writing so much as taking photos of students and trying to come up with witty captions that get scribbled over in marker as soon as the books are released.
D’you think it would make a difference if we created a more accessible version of the Muckraker online rather than in the paper? Just spit-balling, here.