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@legitlyreggie
needmoresleepersâ:
âOh, no-â her hands flew out, gesturing with her hurried apology. âYouâre totally fortunate! In so many ways. Even if you have, like, weird taste in soup, you definitely have great taste inâŠâ she paused, floundering. She couldnât be weird about it, right? ââŠFlannels,â she finished lamely. âAnd people to sit with during lunch. Iâll be over ASAP,â she said, enunciating every letter.
âYeah? Well it sure doesnât feel like it most of the time. Hey, the soup is better than the stale bread the food pantry gave me and definitely better than nothing.â She gave a soft chuckle at the others words. âI suppose my taste in flannel is pretty great but that kinda just makes me your everyday lesbian. I definitely donât dress as good as you do though.â A little grin grew across her face at the rest of the sentence. âYeah, I definitely know how to pick who to hang with, who wouldâve thought Iâd run into the cutest girl in school here of all places?â At that she gave a playful little wink and went to sit down.Â
callmexrieâ:
rie knew that she could handle the baby project on her own and had never bothered to push reggie for help. she knew pushing her wasnât necessarily that effective anyways. at least thatâs how she personally felt. but with the project needing double participation, she decided for just the bare minimum. so she sent a message to reggie letting her know she wanted to talk at her house. to watch the baby for a little bit at least.Â
once she knew reggie had arrived she let her in, closing the door once she was inside. busy, she thought to herself. this was probably about all of the stuff reggie had refused to talk to rie about. this was why she had deemed it too hard to push her. âyeah, iâve been handling it. weâll probably get a good grade on it,â she nodded, âthough it requires double participation. i figured one day for however many hours would be do-able.â
reggie was absolutely even worse at doing things when being pushed to do them than she normally was, rie wasnât wrong to assume that. it was mostly because she was just stubborn, she hated feeling forced to do anything, whether that was a little childish or not.Â
âyouâre the best, thank you.â she told the other with a smile, she was honestly glad sheâd been partnered up with someone like rie, someone that was at least a little understanding about her not helping nearly as much as she should. âwhat better day than today right?â she asks. âi think i can squeeze some baby time in today.â she really had nothing better to do, at this point she figured she could maybe con herself in to staying for dinner. âis your uh-sister here?âÂ
hollyjsâ:
Holly J raised her brows at the girlâs offer. âIs this revenge for me invading your table at The Dot that day?â she chuckled, scooting to make room for Reggie nonetheless. âWe have a spare pump somewhere around here.â She had to admit that since that day, she really didnât mind Reggieâs company, even if they did nothing but softly antagonize each other â it was a fun challenge.Â
âOh absoutely, Iâve been planning my revenge ever since then.â she crouched down and took a seat beside of the other. âNo worries, I got my own!â she grinned, grabbing her backpack and pulling a pump from it. âI keep it for the days I ride my bike, in case a tire goes flat or anything.â She enjoyed talking with Holly J like this much more than she let on, it was a different dynamic than a lot of the ones in her life and it was always fun. She reached out grabbing one of the balls and begining to pump it. âHow many more did you say there were?âÂ
therivaswearspradaxâ:
Zoe took the notebook from Reggie and skipped straight to the bookmarked pages she mentioned. Her brow rose both intrigued and impressed by what she was reading. She flipped over to another page and let her eyes scan through it for a few moments. âReggie..â Zoe glanced up to make eye contact with Reggie once again. âThese are really good.â Zoe had to admit, she was impressed. But of course that was never something she would do out loud. âHow long have you been working on these for?â
Reggie raised an eyebrow at the others words, searching her features just to make sure the other wasnât joking with her. Up until recently sheâd kept most of her writing to herself, thinking it was awful but as of late sheâd hit quite the expressive streak and figured that actually showing her work to people was the first step in getting better at it. âYou really think so?â she asks, leaning over ever so slightly to look at the page the other was looking at. âThat one is one Iâve been working on for a really long time.â she says, eyes shifting up to meet the others gaze. âIts about my mom leaving and stuff.âÂ
needmoresleepersâ:
âWell, uhh-â Frankie paused, trying to find the right words for it. The soup here wasnât even that good, but⊠maybe Reggie just really liked soup? There were weirder things to like and be willing to get for free. âCharity! My dad is super big on the Hollingsworth kids helping people who are less fortunate, and everything.âÂ
Her hand around the scooper tightened. Would it be unethical to give Reggie another scoop of soup just because she looked cute today? Was that, like, nepotism? Frankie smiled. âAnd my, uhh- my break is soon, so we could totally chill together! I mean, I brought my own lunch because the soup is kind of watery, butâŠâ she trailed off. Oh, god, that was probably so mean to say, wasnât it? In front of homeless people, too⊠ugh, she was a mess.
Reggie looked over at the other, giving a little nod. It made sense, with Frankieâs dad being who he was, it honestly wasnât all that surprising that she was made to help out at these things. She raised an eyebrow though at the words âless fortunateâ, she maybe despised those words more than she really should. âLess fortunate huh?â she asked, sounding a little more bitter than intended. âGuess thatâs me.âÂ
She genuinely liked Frankie, the other was fun, sweet and just nice to be around. Though in times like these it was absolutely obvious that she was privileged. âSure we can hang!â she says, giving the other a little smile. âIâll probably have this soup all sipped down by then so we can talk. She motioned to a table in the far corner. âI normally sit over there, just come by and see me whenever.âÂ
therivaswearspradaxâ:
Zoe plopped down on the couch and handed Reggie a bowl of sour watermelon gummies. âThese are the closest we have.â She was referring to a text from Reggie about sour patch kids before she arrived. Zoe plopped one in her mouth feeling the sweet and sour flavor begin to take over her taste buds. âIâm sure I will, but Iâd love to see what you have so far first.â
reggie gave a grin, reaching in to pluck a few of the gummies from it. âThese are close enough!â she replied, popping one into her mouth before reaching down to open her backpack to pull a notepad from it and handing it to the other. âthere is a ton of stuff in here but the stuff i was thinking of for the play is on the little bookmarked pages.âÂ
needmoresleepersâ:
@legitlyreggieâ
Charity had, according to Frankieâs grandma, always been the backbone of the Hollingsworth success. This specific family belief was borne from the fact that she met Grandpa Hollingsworth while they were both working at an orphanage in college, and it always got brought up on says like these, days when it was the âHollingsworth Hour for Civic Dutyâ.
She didnât understand why Hunter didnât have to participate in this civic duty, but hey- sheâd had much worse ways to spend her Sunday mornings than working at a soup kitchen, scooping bowls of soup for the poor and feeling content that she was collecting good karma.
At least, thatâs what she was feeling, until a familiar face came to her spot in line, sparking confusion and worry all throughout her. âReggie?â she asked, her hand wrapped around the spoon stilling. âWhat are you doing here?â
Reggie absolutely had no idea that any of the Hollingsworths were volunteering here today, if she had she absolutely would not have come. It wasnât that she didnât like Frankie, in fact it was quite the opposite, she was just embarrassed about the situation life had put her in and had been trying to hide it from people she knew for a few weeks now.Â
She had made her way down the line, her plate being filled as she went. Luckily sheâd never run into anyone she knew here and had hoped itâd stay that way. She hadnât been paying attention as she walked through the line, looking down at her phone and the sound of her name made her eyes go wide. âUh-Frankie whatâs up?â she stammered out. âJust stopping by for the free food! I can never pass it up.â she replied, at least that part was true. âWhat are you doing here?âÂ
reggie had been more than a little bit of a flop on the project so far, she honestly hadnât even helped a little bit with it. part of her felt kind of bad but honestly? she had other things sheâd been super worried about and the baby had been the last thing on her mind. when rie had asked her to come over though, sheâd decided to actually go, knowing that if she didnât sheâd look like a total asshole to the other all over again.Â
âsorry i uh-havenât exactly been helpful.â she told the other from where she sat in rieâs room. lookig down at her own hands and fidgeting with them. sheâd never really been good at talking about her own feelings or problems, itâd always made her feel like she was some kind of burden. âiâve just been crazy busy.â ( @callmexrieâ )
reggie had honestly been looking for any excuse to hang out with people lately, sheâd been volunteering for more and more things for the musical, anything really so that she could spend as little time as possible at the shelter. now here she sat on the others couch, looking around the place. âthanks for helping me by the way. iâd been needing some good help with my compositions.â she said, offering the other a smile. âdid you have any ideas yourself? iâm super opening to start all over if you want.â ( @therivaswearspradaxâ )
Diana Silvers photographed by Alex Hainer
nelsnsâ:
âI totally get that musicals are a Degrassi tradition or whatever, and Iâm all for school spirit, but think about all the money that you spend on tickets to go see the show. All of that money could be going to save the rain forests. Buying solar energy appliances so we arenât polluting more of our ecosystem. Releasing animals from cages, shelters, and oppression. Endless possibilities. What good is an elaborate production anyway if nobody is going to be around to enjoy it in a few yearâs time? Weâll all be gone because of global warming and do you think anyoneâs going to be talking about High School Musical then?â // @hqdbulletinâ
âi mean yeah, all that shit is important dude, youâre not wrong. though i donât think the money we make for high school musical is going to make as much of a difference as you really think. its the corporations and shit we need to go for, to make change. our carbon footprints are litearlly like nonexistant compared to theirs. iâm all for helping the enviornment but its their businesses we need to be protesting outside of, not a high school musical.âÂ
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manny: alright so who wants to gift me some of their comp tickets for HSM? My parents heard I was in a 'wholesome musical' and promised way more free entries than I can offer.
manny: I'll pay btw
reggie: you can take all of mine dude
reggie: i'm literally not going to need any of them! you don't have to pay, i got them for free, i'd be a dick to charge you for them
hollyjsâ:
âSee, stage managing seems like itâs all glamour and telling people what to do until youâre stuck doing this,â Holly J said out loud to no one in particular as she sat at the edge of the stage, inflating (one by one) the largest assortment of prop basketballs anyone had ever seen. @hqdbulletinâ
reggie had been on set, her camera in hand and just filming things going on behind the scenes. sheâd talked to eli and she planned to piece together all the behind the stuff she filmed into some kind of little short doc after everything was done. âcouldnât you just boss people around to do this for you?â she asks, setting her camera aside and draping her legs over the stage, grabbing one of the uninflated balls and handing it to her. âlucky for you i have some free time right now and donât mind helping.âÂ
therivaswearspradaxâ:
Zoe: Alright.. I guess Iâll see you then.
Zoe: Not sure what you want me to do with that information but feel free to bring some.
Reggie: See you then! Reggie: I cannot! But if you wanted to grab some for us I would totally be so grateful!
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