julien schuester

[julienschuester]

ivystjamess​:

suddenly ivy found her and julien’s rules swapped. in an instant, she felt slightly hurt, and very frustrated that he was encouraging her to go. “are you joking?” she asked, face stiff. that obviously wasn’t the case, so ivy didn’t hesitate to unleash her own onslaught of questions onto julien, “do you not think that i’m capable of making my own career choices? like, why does it matter what casey and my dad think, doesn’t it matter what i want?” the longer she spoke, the quicker her pace became as she stared at him in disbelief. then the frustration gave way to hurt, “does it not matter to you that we aren’t like, in the same city?” she asked, shaking her head. ivy was no doubt frustrated, but it was tender, rather than destructive. a change. “i just don’t understand that one moment you’re totally upset that i wasn’t forthcoming, but now you think i should just go? jules, cmon. i wanna be in new york, i wanna be with you.” 

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Uh oh. As soon as Julien said what he had to say, he watched as Ivy’s face flashed from frustrated to hurt and then back to frustrated and so on. He hadn’t meant to hurt her feelings or upset her. It was the opposite, really. “No, I think you can make your own decisions and stuff, and obviously it matters what you want,” he said defensively, squeezing his eyes shut as he tried to string together a coherent sentence out of his jumbled thoughts, “but your dad and your agent...they’re like older and wiser and have been in the industry and...I don’t know! Don’t you think maybe they know what they’re talking about and stuff?” He finally opened his eyes to look at her at that point, instantly regretting having said anything at all. “Of course it matters,” he said quietly, tenderly, as he wrapped his arms around her again and shrugged, “I don’t wanna be away from you. I just...don’t want you to like...lament me or whatever.” As she expressed her frustration with him, he kept his eyes downcast and nodded to show he was listening. “Can’t both of those things be true...?” he stammered out in response to her question. As Ivy put her foot down and told him what she wanted, Julien took a deep breath and decided to ignore the nagging in his heart and just accept it. “Okay,” he relented, forcing a smile as his nod became more enthusiastic, “okay, if that’s what you want. I just...as long as you’re not just doing it because of me and stuff.” 

[julienschuester]

carterjuly​:

Carter let out a small laugh once Julien mentioned that he was an okay dancer – it was no lie that the younger boy could sing, and that it was impressive. Carter had to admit that he was impressed when he first heard him, although he probably hadn’t told him that yet. But when it came to dancing, it was obvious that Julien wasn’t the greatest at it; and his point was only proven once Julien did that idiotic dance. At least it was entertaining enough to get a small laugh out of Carter, followed by him shaking his head at him. “You definitely don’t have some moves. Maybe you should ask for your friend Steph to teach you some dance moves, even though you’re probably a lost cause at this point.” Carter said with a small shrug, before raising an eyebrow – Carter only knew Steph because she was in the same year as him, but other than that, he really didn’t know her that well – maybe she would be able to teach Julien some dance moves, but he thought that it wouldn’t be possible. As Julien went on about Adam’s Apples, Carter couldn’t help but to roll his eyes – ever since his first day, he had heard that joining the glee club at NYADA was social suicide; which is why Carter hadn’t even thought about it when he first got in the school. It was better that way. “Your song ideas? You mean Carly Rae Jepsen’s entire discography? Because it’s not that good and honestly it probably would make it even worse.” He said bluntly, before sighing when the other asked him about what class he had next. “Tap dancing. If you can believe it, it’s pretty hard to tap dance, but I’m sure that I’ll learn soon enough or else my mom will make sure that she teaches me herself. It won’t be pretty.” Carter admitted with a shrug.

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"Oh yeah?” Julien asked with the least intimidating scoff of all time as he pondered what Steph would say if he went to her for lessons, “maybe I will.” Realistically, he probably wouldn’t. The last thing he needed was to give his girlfriend another reason to be suspect of his friend who happened to be a girl. Happy to drop all talk about his dancing, Julien dropped his towel back into his duffel bag and swung it over his shoulder, ready to give Carter the room. At the mention of Carly Rae Jepsen though, he immediately perked up. “Yes, yes exactly!” he stated excitedly, only to quickly be shut down again when he realized Carter was disagreeing with him. “Oh,” he said, mouth agape, “well, actually, it’s really good and stuff. I mean...name like...five bad Carly Rae Jepsen songs.” It was an impossible task, so he crossed his arms happily as he waited for Carter to list them. At the mention of tap dancing, Julien shuddered. Bad memories as a kid...he’d never been any good at it. “Good luck to you, my guy,” Jules said with a sigh as he walked up to Carter and gave him a pat on the arm, “godspeed and stuff. Hopefully you don’t have to take tap dance lessons from your mom.”

[julienschuester]

ivystjamess​:

julien was quick to fire questions at her, but ivy only had the answer to one. “i don’t wanna go because you won’t be there.” she explained, exasperated. they were long past the days of being sixteen and ivy writing off julien’s feelings because had she been in his shoes, she’d likely be just as upset. finding it much easier to be honest with julien now than she had in years past, she explained, “i’m sorry i haven’t filled you in on these conversations, but i didn’t like…see the point in telling you and both of use getting upset about being apart when i’m not going to go…” pulling herself into him, ivy gently prompted, “look at me? please?” when he eventually did, she locked onto his gaze and repeated herself, “i’m not going.” ivy didn’t expect that sentiment to fix his hurt, but at least she’d made herself clear. quickly after, she added, “and i’m sorry. i do think you can handle it.” it wasn’t a great argument, but ivy hoped he would just take her word for it, rather her actions. unfortunately, she had a hunch she wouldn’t be so lucky.

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When Julien finally looked at Ivy, his eyes softened as he instinctively wrapped his arms around her. If this whole situation wasn’t so messed up, maybe he would’ve found what she was saying kind of sweet. At the end of the day, it was nice that she didn’t want to be without him. He felt the same way. But there was something nagging at him. Something wasn’t right about all this. “But why aren’t you going?” he asked again as a sad smile crept on to his lips, “don’t you think that maybe you should go and stuff? It just like...I don’t know, legs...it seems kind of important or something.” Julien brought his hands up to Ivy’s face and tenderly brought his lips to hers. Feeling like it was important to clarify, he told her, “I don’t wanna be without you...but I’m also always gonna be here, you know? Like...if your dad and Casey and whoever else thinks LA is gonna be good for you and stuff...” Julien didn’t know how to articulate what he was feeling. “I’m just saying I would support you because I love you and I believe in you and stuff.” And then, dropping his head for a moment to collect his thoughts before pressing his lips to her forehead, he shrugged, “I can’t be the reason why you don’t go.” 

[julienschuester]

ivystjamess​:

Once she was actually with Julien, Ivy had rapidly realized the mistake she had made in assuming he was upset about her Father’s harsh comments. Thoughts slipping off her tongue, she responded, “Oh. That.” There was no way that response was doing much to soothe his worries, but he was obviously upset, and Ivy wasn’t really sure how to make things okay. It seemed they were doomed for dramatic confrontations on this damned balcony. “It’s true.” she confessed, then quickly added, “But I like, don’t wanna go!” 

Realizing there were maybe some mixed signals being sent, Ivy though the obvious solution was to dumb all the details on Julien at once now, like that would erase the hurt of withholding information in the first place. “Casey wants me to go, and my Dad like, clearly, wants me to. That’s the only reason he was so mean to you, by the way. Anyhow, I’m happy in New York! I like it there! Maybe I’ll sign on with the show for another year. It’s like, so up in the air and it honestly just like, really doesn’t matter. They can’t make me do anything.” Grabbing his hands, Ivy looked up at him pleadingly, “And you know what I want, don’t you?”

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Julien wasn’t sure what hurt worse: Ivy confirming that these plans were kind of legit or the fact that she had made all of these decisions without ever talking to him about it. They were supposed to be a team, and while ultimately decisions about her future were hers to make, Julien liked to think that they were at the stage in their relationship of building a future together. Ivy withholding high stakes information like this felt like a big deal.  

As Ivy began her long winded information dump, Julien stood against the balcony railing with his mouth agape. His stare went from blank to hurt the longer she spoke. “So you’ve like...been having these conversations...” he found her eyes and held her gaze, “with your agent, with your dad. Just not with me.” This whole situation had totally blindsided him. “It kind of does really matter, Ivy. It’s like...your life! It’s your career!” The use of her first name, which was rare and often reserved for arguments, signified just how upset he really was. Julien’s hands stayed limp when Ivy reached for them and he looked away from her. “I tell you everything. Big, small, everything,” he started with a shrug, “why wouldn’t you talk to me about this? Do you think I can’t handle it and stuff? Does it not matter what I think?” It was only then that Julien actually started processing some of what Ivy had said. “Wait...why don’t you wanna go?”

[julienschuester]

carterjuly​:

Carter had become used to the stressful life that was being a student at NYADA over his time there – of course, he had grown pretty used to it since his mom had been a dance teacher for as long as he could remember in there, so he was one of the first to adjust to it pretty quickly, mostly because it wasn’t that different from what he had at home. But of course, there were people that weren’t used to it and most of them would usually quit after the first week – Carter thought that would be the case after talking to Julien on his first day and making it seem like that place was like hell on earth, but the other had stayed even after all of this time. Carter had to respect that, mostly because he was expecting for the other to drop as soon as he had the chance. “No, no, I’ll find another room, don’t worry about it.” Carter said, shaking his head slowly at the other’s question.

Julien definitely was an odd guy from Ohio, that much was true – but it seemed like the entirety of Ohio had ended up at NYADA, so Carter just tried his best to ignore them and pretend they didn’t exist, which usually worked most of the time. When Julien didn’t get his pun, Carter didn’t even try to explain it to him, rolling his eyes slightly at the other as he kept talking, letting out a chuckle when he heard that the other was trying to pass the class in question. “I’ll take that you aren’t that good of a dancer… I don’t know why I’m so surprised. But don’t worry, you’ll get the hang of it eventually. That is, if you don’t break a leg while you’re trying to dance and sing at the same time.” Carter said with a small smirk on his lips, before nodding his head at the other’s question. “Yes, I have class in about an hour, I just like to be early and get a little practice before class starts. I have to say, I was surprised to see you here. I thought you’d be busy with something else, like, I don’t know… That sad little glee club.” He said, tilting his head to the side.

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NYADA was home to a lot of students that had important parents—whether that be executives, famous performers, or alumni. Julien often felt like a fish out of water in that way. Even though yes, his own dad had mentored several students that had gone on to do amazing things, it wasn’t exactly the same. So, as Julien talked to Carter, who was the child of a famous choreographer and former NYADA professor, it was hard not to feel intimidated. He did his best to mask it though. “I’m an okay dancer,” he insisted, letting out a goofy chuckle as he shrugged nonchalantly, “I mean...I’m no Steph Crawford, but I’ve got some moves.” Julien quickly did a wave that carried over from one of his arms to the other. “See?” ...it was...not good. Julien grabbed a towel from his duffel bag and pat dried his forehead that was covered in beads of sweat. “Don’t worry about me, Carter. These legs won’t break,” or at least he hoped they wouldn’t. Julien was much happier to let Carter talk about his class and whatever else he was doing, but the conversation didn’t stay in that lane long before he was pivoting to glee club. “Hey!” Julien cut in playfully, “the Adam’s Apples aren’t sad. Just you wait. Once they start listening to my song ideas, it’ll be like a brand new club.” Wanting to take the spotlight off himself for once, he shrugged. “What class do you have next?” 

[ivystjamess]

IGNORE HIM

WHO @julienschuester​ and ivy st.james. WHEN sat. 4/24. evening. WHERE wedding reception.

weddings were starting to become a fun staple in ivy and julien’s relationship. they had been dating during dan’s, and now dating during brock and quinn’s. unfortunately though, this night wasn’t shaping up to be as magical. sat at a table with her father, who had definitely been drinking was mistake number one. mistake number two was staying long enough to let him run his mouth. there was no amount of pouting or sharply scolding her father with daddy!’s that put an end to his lecturing. from ranting about how the minute her contract was up, she would be best off moving to LA to pointed remarks about nobodys and less ambitious people sitting at the table, it was a nightmare. this nightmare in particular had led to julien excusing himself, and ivy glaring at her father. 

“totally cool of you, dad.” ivy said sarcastically as she rose from her seat in a flourish and hurried after julien. 

the lima country club wasn’t too terribly big or confusing, and in no time ivy found julien out on the balcony they had shared new years eve together on only a couple of years ago. instantly, her gaze darted to her hand where the promise ring usually sat. (just not tonight, the red clashed with her dress.) broaching him at the railing, ivy prepared to do some damage control, “look you just like, can’t listen to him jules.” she said, now standing beside him, hand on his back, “my dad is like drunk, and being dumb, he seriously doesn’t know what he’s talking about. he’s just…harsh…you know that.” her words sounded like a promise, all to encourage him to shake it off.  verbally nudging julien, ivy then suggested, “let’s like, head back in okay? we’re gonna miss all the fun.” 

[julienschuester]

Julien had been show choir captain in a high school that worshipped jocks, so he was no stranger to being the butt of the joke or on the receiving end of some pretty harsh jabs. He’d always been pretty good about letting the insults roll like water off his back, which was why even as his girlfriend’s dad showered him in backhanded compliments and digs, he was able to grin and bear it. It wasn’t all the comments about Julien not being as ambitious as Ivy or as talented that ultimately led to him excusing himself...it was all the other stuff. The comments about Ivy’s future plans that she hadn’t let him in on. 

Julien hadn’t made a scene when he left the table at the Puckerman-Remington reception. In fact, he’d done it pretty coolly. He’d said something about needing the rest room and then left, looking back only once to steal a glance at Ivy. He’d only been standing near the balcony’s ledge for a minute or so before she showed up. As Ivy rambled, Julien stayed quiet, arms crossed over the railing as he stared out at the golf course beneath them. The more she spoke, the more he felt an unfamiliar anger building in the pit of his stomach. At her suggestion that they leave, he did the exact opposite, planting his feet firmly on the ground. “You think I’m not used to people telling me all that stuff your dad was saying in there?” Julien asked rhetorically, focusing on Ivy’s promise ring-less finger rather than her eyes, “you think I don’t know that’s what people think?” He squeezed his eyes shut and let out a scoff, trying to sort through all his jumbled and hurt thoughts, “is all that stuff true? About you? About going to LA after Wild Party?” 

[julienschuester]

tracehummelanderson​:

“cool.” trace said flatly as julien explained how weed made him anxious and paranoid blah blah blah. that was the least shocking thing about the kid, honestly. he just figured if he could be terse with julien, maybe he’d quit it with all the gabbing. unfortunately, that plan didn’t hold up. not bothering to mask how irritated he sounded, he let out a hefty sigh. “um, fuck, i don’t know, tell her to knock it off? candy doesn’t really listen to anybody though.” he said simply, squeezing his eyes shut tighter as if maybe he could will julien into silence. “why don’t you just bring ivy here? or take her out somewhere? work around candy.” trace said, as if it was obvious. he figured something would click with julien at those questions, and he would leave it be. 

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Julien could very clearly see that Trace was trying to catch some z’s and actively didn’t want to be giving him advice...but he couldn’t stop himself from word vomiting. “Tell her to knock it off...?” Julien repeated, sitting up and scratching his head slightly, “I feel like she’d kick me in the nuts or something if I did that.” Candy was a bit of a loose canon, he remembered that much from high school. She was always yelling about stuff or being kinda mean. Julien wasn’t interested in crossing her in that way...he just wanted boundaries. “Bring Ivy here?” Jules asked with a scoff, “no offense, but then I’d just have to deal with her and Joey wanting to hang out with each other. It’d probably be worse than it is with Candy.” Taking Ivy out though...that could become more common place...especially now that he had a job. “Yeah, maybe I’ll just...work around her...that’s good advice,” Julien offered a tight lipped smile to Trace, even though his eyes were closed, and then flopped back on to his back, “thanks, man.” 

AND SCENE. 

[julienschuester]

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tracehummelanderson​:

“how do you not like…smoke and stuff?” trace asked with a scoff, opening one eye and looking over at julien. “not to shame you or anything, well…that’s actually exactly what i’m doing, but you’re in college in new york, that’s like, about as mild as you get. do you actually just say no?” he asked, just giving julien a hard time for the sake of giving him a hard time. closing his eyes back up, trace adjusted his position slightly and waited for sleep to come and take him. right as he was feeling himself on the brink of drifting off, julien piped up again. biting back a groan, he tilted his head to look over at the other, “yeah, i’m friends with her.” he said, then shrugged, “but i don’t know what she’s up to or anything. we don’t really talk about stuff like that when we’re together. i’m sure she’ll get bored of not living in a palace and eventually leave.” trace assured dismissively. maybe if he cared, he’d actually ask julien why he was all up in candy’s business. but he didn’t care, so he turned his head away again, closing his eyes, and trying to sleep.

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“Well, no,” Julien started, scratching his head slightly as he thought about it, “I just meant like...I don’t smoke enough to like buy my own stuff." A pause as he debated how honest he should be, and then—“it makes me kinda anxious and paranoid.” Even though it was obvious that Trace was not really invested in the conversation and just wanted to nap, Julien kept talking. Laying flat on his back with his hands on his chest, he let out a dramatic sigh and shook his head. “Yeah...maybe...” he hummed in agreement, further considering the situation, “but what would you do if someone was like...suddenly encroaching on your space?” he asked, not giving Trace time to answer before following up with, “well, I guess it’s not technically my space, it’s Ivy’s space. So okay...let me rephrase and stuff...what do you do if there’s someone who is like just kinda cutting into your alone time with your girlfriend? She’s just like...always there it feels like.” A groan before he mumbled, “and she’s either eating or throwing away my leftovers.” 

[carterjuly]

𝐖𝐇𝐎: Carter July & @julienschuester​​​​​​​​​

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍: Friday, April 16th

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄: NYADA

Carter always made sure that he was early for his classes over at NYADA, mostly because his mom had always told him that it would cause a good impression – and of course he took that into consideration and started becoming a routine for him ever since he was a freshman. As he walked into the building and made his way to one of the dance rooms for his first class of the day, he was taken by surprise to see that someone was already there. Not that he was the only one to get there that early, but something about seeing Julien Schuester there felt weird – he couldn’t think of an exact reason for him to be there, especially since he wasn’t even sure that they shared some of the classes, but it was definitely a nice surprise.

The truth was that Carter couldn’t deny that Julien was talented, even though he didn’t believe it until he actually saw him perform and he was good. It wasn’t like Carter was going to tell him that, but he was good enough for Carter to be decent with him. As he made his way inside of the room, he dropped his bag on the floor and looked over at him, raising an eyebrow. “Schuester, are you lost or something?” He asked, crossing his arms, but before the other couldn’t even answer, he interrupted him. “Don’t tell me that Ivy St. Gaymes is making you practice a lot harder so the two of you can star in the infamous musical written by her parents, ‘Lady and the Tramp’?” Carter asked with a smirk on his face to show that he was only teasing with the other.

[julienschuester]

Julien’s Movement & Voice class was his least favorite. He liked his professor and for the most part he liked his classmates, but dancing had never been his strong suit. It was always a blow to his self-confidence to get called out in class, so in his free time when he wasn’t with Ivy, Julien was filling his schedule with extra time in the dance studio. He was working on some steps when he heard the sound of Carter July’s voice coming through the door. Stopping mid-turn, Julien nearly slipped as he struggled to regain his balance. “Hi!” he greeted once he’d found his footing, clearing his throat and planting his hands on his hips as he looked around the studio, “not lost...just practicing and stuff. Do you need the room?” 

Carter was a pretty intimidating guy. He was older, he was talented, and he had definitely scared the crap out of Julien when he first got to NYADA. For this reason, Julien took all the jokes and mild insults Carter threw his way in stride. He’d do what he needed to to stay on the guy’s good side and stuff. “St. Games?” Julien questioned, scratching his head, “I don’t get it.” When Carter delivered his punchline, Julien let out a breathy laugh and shrugged. “Ha-ha,” he added, playfully rolling his eyes, “very funny, but no. Ivy isn’t making me practice. She’s busy doing her own thing and stuff...I’m just in here ‘cause I’m trying to pass my Movement & Voice class. The voice part is fine...it’s the movement part that’s hard.” A sigh as he made his way over to the corner of the room and took a sip from his water bottle. “What are you doing here? Do you have class or are you just...dicking around and stuff?” 

[tracehummelanderson]

LET ME REST MY EYES

WHO @julienschuester and trace hummel-anderson. WHEN wednesday, 4/14, afternoon. WHERE julien and joey’s dorm.

being an adult was exhausting. between schoolwork, actual work, and trying to actually book all his comedian shit, trace was left without a minute to breathe. being swamped by city life was invigorating most of the time, but he was still human, and that hump day slump was hitting him harder than usual.

by his lunch hour, trace ditched the idea of going out for food and settled on the idea of making his way up to the julien and joey’s dorm. he knew joey would be in class, but julien on the other hand had this time off. once class was over, he wasted no time hurrying up to the compact room much like one he had lived in last year. knocking frantically, he waited for julien to answer, and once he did, trace slipped in without much of an invitation. “thank fuck you’re here.” he said casually. tossing his backpack in the general direction of joey’s desk, he climbed up into his brother’s bed and leaned back with his hands locked behind his head. eyes closed, he let out a deep sigh, “thanks for letting me chill in here man, i know i didn’t really ask, but i knew you’d say yes.” hoping to get some shut eye, he encouraged julien, “you can keep doing whatever you were before. unless you have some weed, then we should definitely smoke.”

[julienschuester]

Julien had been resigned to sleeping in his dorm room the last couple of nights because someone had decided to start acting like the queen of the castle (Ivy’s apartment) and refused to stop bugging him when he was around. Julien liked Candy. They got along just fine in high school and he enjoyed her company in glee club and stuff...but he didn’t like her being all up in his business when he was just trying to do homework at Ivy’s place or have alone time with her. This minor inconvenience had led him to spending more time on campus and at his own place, which was why he happened to be in the room when Trace came knocking. “Hey man,” Julien greeted, quickly stepping out of the way once he opened the door for his friend, “make yourself at home.” As Trace got situated on Joey’s bed, Julien shut the door and quickly hopped on to his own bed, mirroring Trace’s position and trying (and failing) to relax. “I was just doing homework and stuff, but I could use a break,” he explained, staring up at the ceiling and occasionally stealing glances at Trace, “and sorry, dude. I don’t have weed. I don’t really like...smoke and stuff.” Julien cleared his throat, feeling a little bit like a square at the admission, but he quickly got over it. Turning on to his side to fully face Trace, Julien let out a dramatic sigh. “Hey...you’re friends with Candy, right? Do you know like...what her plans are? Is she planning on couch surfing with Ivy like...forever?” 

[julienschuester]

TEXT: julien & ivy

IVY: yeah but i was like obviously sad i couldn't!!! + that i had 2 work!! that was like so lame of me!!

IVY: ):

IVY: ok no im not THAT crazy

IVY: i just h8 her

JULIEN: ik and next time i go on a trip of any sort i promise it will be w u!!!!!!

JULIEN: dont pout at me!!!!!

JULIEN: well u dont have 2 hate her ok?? shes nice and just my friend

JULIEN: give her a chance legs!!!

JULIEN: and kno i only have eyes 4 u 😌

[julienschuester]

TEXT: julien & ivy

IVY: u left me all alone 4 all of spring break + then u show up on fft w slutty steph + joey is essentially saying u like cheated on me or something.

IVY: yea im kinda upset!!

IVY: oh so ur saying IM the whore?!

JULIEN: u tolf me i could go!!!!! u said it would be good and stuff!!!!!

JULIEN: i didnt cheat on u!!!

JULIEN: do i need to start a gc with the 3 of us

JULIEN: do u want me to stop being friends with her?? cuz i will ok idc about her like that!!!!!

JULIEN: wait wat?!?! no! there is no whore!!!!

[julienschuester]

TEXT: julien & ivy

IVY: implicate.

IVY: kinda!!!

IVY: o k ... u r obviously the whore in this relationship ???

JULIEN: thats wat i meant!!!!!

JULIEN: wat?!?! rely/!!??

JULIEN: *really?!?!

JULIEN: that is not true!!!!

[julienschuester]

TEXT: julien & ivy

IVY: idk just all that stuff joey was saying or w/e.

IVY: ok ltrly don't remind me of how cute u r !!!

IVY: u were all over her!!

IVY: whore!!!

JULIEN: ya joey is an ass for that!!!!!! he was just trying to indicate stuff!!!!!!

JULIEN: come onnnnnn legs r u mad at me?!?!

JULIEN: was not!!!!!!

JULIEN: hey!!!!! im not a whore!!!!!!!!

[julienschuester]

TEXT: julien & ivy

IVY: u only did that bc u like felt guilty or something🙄

IVY: what did u whisper 2 ur side chick in the beginning ?

JULIEN: guilty about wat?!?!?!?

JULIEN: im flatered u think im handsome and charming enough and stuff 2 have a side chick but u know steph is just my friend babe!!!!!!!!!!

JULIEN: i was just telling her wat fondue for 2 was!!!! she didnt kno!!!

[julienschuester]

TEXT: julien & ivy

IVY: lol so i just watched fondue 4 2

IVY: cute episode

JULIEN: did u like the part where i said hi legs i love u?!?!?!?