teenage wasteland

Jonas Clark. 17 years old. Chaotic Neutral.

[jonas-clark]

@jonasbro: this bus better have freaken air conditioning

[merrygrant-deactivated20131202]

Well good, now all you need to focus on is party-hardying it up on this road trip.

[jonas-clark]

Fuck, yes! Are you going, too?

[merrygrant-deactivated20131202]

Ah, [She says over dramatically and nods before continuing.] it’s that kind of C. Well, the year’s pretty much over, so there’s not much you can do now.

[jonas-clark]

Yeah, whatever. I'm over it.

[nikolai-nowakowski-blog]

C? Is good or bad?

[jonas-clark]

Um, bad, dude.

[lolitasantiago-blog]

You’ll still pass, right? Just tell them you had an off day of something.

[jonas-clark]

Yeah, still a B average so like, whatever. At least I only have a few more days of them giving me shit  for it before the road trip.

[lolitasantiago-blog]

Way to go, J. Up top. [She raises her palm, initiating a high five.]

[jonas-clark]

Way to go, me, right?

My parents are going to fucking slay me.

[merrygrant-deactivated20131202]

You don’t seem really pissed about it or anything.

[jonas-clark]

Honestly, it's so bad it's funny.

[jonas-clark]

Fuck, I got a fucking C on my History final.

[valentinesantiago-blog]

[mocking] Yeah, yeah. Calm down señor.

[jonas-clark]

[As he keeps walking.] So who were you actually talking about?

[valentinesantiago-blog]

I don’t know, man. You’re bringing down my rep.

[jonas-clark]

Ouch, Val. Eso me hiere. [He smacks his chest with his hand.] Now, pizza. [He starts walking.] C'mon! Rápido!

[valentinesantiago-blog]

I’m just bein’ honest.

[jonas-clark]

Shut the fuck up. Can we go get some pizza?

[valentinesantiago-blog]

Oh, hey, I was just talking about you.

[jonas-clark]

Cute, but you said that yesterday.

[valentinesantiago-blog]

What a loser.

[jonas-clark]

I know, right?

[just-clouds]

[marceliebonnaire-blog1]

[She nods.] Uh, I have to get home. [She walks toward him voluntarily but then shrinks back.] Sorry, uh, see you around?

[jonas-clark]

[He nods once.] Yeah, see you around. [He moves backward two steps, then salutes and turns, walking away quickly.]

[marceliebonnaire-blog1]

[She nods.] Yeah, maybe. [She looks down.] Have you heard yet? That I’m…not graduating.

[jonas-clark]

Uh, yeah, I heard. I'm sorry.

[marceliebonnaire-blog1]

That’s awesome. I might join again next year.

[jonas-clark]

Oh, great! I'm sure coach would love to have you back.