BLANCHE DUBOIS.

LINDA SHELLENBERGER. 22. THETA SIGMA ETA. ACTRESS.

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yologcn‌:

“okay … be honest with me … i can take it.” logan starts off as he leans back against the wall, “ … i’ve heard mixed reviews about rent live, now if you have seen it … what did you think ? i want your honest opinion. i’m a big boy …” he says and folds his arms over his chest. “did you like it ? have you seen it ?”

"No, shush––” she waves her hands to cut him off, even the mention of Rent Live being off the limits. However, she can chill the heck out when it turns out he’s not there to throw out some spoilers. “No. No, I haven’t, yet.” she then admits, a small smile on her lips as she looks up at him from where she’s sat on the floor, gathering the props. “When are you gonna watch it? Gosh, you can’t tell me anything!” a pause. “Oh! Maybe we can see it together?”

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reginamorgan‌:

as a furiously sharp smack echoes through the room and ripples against a make-up covered cheek, regina channels the pain - though, letting out a sharp cry of shock. jaw clenched, eyes glaring, face turning red - out of rage, out of embarrassment, out of a perfectly crisp and meticulously aimed slap – it wasn’t clear. let’s go with all of the above. “ - i know you didn’t just —” manicured fingers glazed over the sore spot, before something clicked in regina. she couldn’t think clearly, not that she was before, but, as soon as she knew it, she was returning the slap before lunging forward to shove the girl into the plastic foldaway card table set up nearby. “ that’s not what aaron was saying, matter of fact?” she spat, rage filling normally happy green eyes, “we’ve already got plans for later tonight.” smirking wildly, face inches away from the slightly taller brunette’s. she shoved the girl’s shoulder’s again, softer this time. “oh? you’ll see me, you’ll always see me. i tried to do you a favor — and this ??” she let out an almost maniacal laugh, “this is how you repay me? fuck YOU.” she returned. 

Linda can’t say she expects the other to hit her back. But once it happens, she cannot say she’s surprised, either. It doesn’t matter, it really doesn’t, because almost instantly she feels the urge to fight back. There’s so much adrenaline, so much fucking anger, and it’s all just boiling, and it’s almost, just almost hysterical. When pushed into that table, she wants to cry. God, she just wants to burst, go crazy. Her friend’s now trying to step in between them, he’s saying something, trying to talk her out of whatever could be going through her mind, but before he can even reach for her arm, she’s back at it again, with some beer over her clothes after the abrupt connection with that table, a cup of Bloody Mary in one hand and a clear idea of what to do next. The liquid is obviously spilled right into the blonde’s face and Linda finishes the action off by crushing the plastic cup in her hand, before throwing it aside. The same hand then reaches for the other’s hair, grabs quite a bunch, jerks, eventually pulling out what seems like a handful of hair. “Have him! If you’re so, so fucking great together! If it’s so good between you! Fuck him senseless, go at it, you bitch!” well, now this is just a scene. They’re stood there, shouting at each other, with a bunch of confused, amused, drunk people around them, and fuck, that’s quite the feeling. “A favor? You’re insane. Delusional, if you really think that’s what they call being a backstabbing, cheating slut!” 

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rikkie-isms‌:

rikkie nods as she plucks at her guitar. “ i know i look mean, but i’m pretty great.” she jokes, smiling at the other girl. “ you struggling with the tune and pitch or just like– memorizing ??” her eyebrows are raised, punctuating the inquiry. rikkie had a knack for music, but she could understand that certain songs were more of a struggle to other people than they were to her.

"You sure are full of confidence today, girl.” Linda gives the other a smile. “Anything new with you since we last.. met?” she’s going off topic and she’s so aware. Shaking her head, Linda clears her throat. “Oh, yeah, it’s just–– all of it. I can’t get into the rhythm, I feel like there is no rhythm, it’s just a bunch of crap and I can’t get the words to.. work. Oh, and uh, we’re going for a more.. heavy version of this song, I guess. Ugh. Our director wants to turn it into a rock musical.” 

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rcsfcber‌:

“that sounds better.” she said with a hum as a smile formed on her lips and she sat back in her seat sipping at her coffee for that it was still too hot to drink. “aw, it was fun to see you get wasted though.” she said teasingly. “not the clean up portion though. but i wasn’t going to let you go home with some weirdo last night. you deserve someone better.” 

"Yes, I bet. I can imagine.” actually, she can’t. She doesn’t really remember much from the night. “Was I that bad?” The answer comes immediately. Linda knows it can’t be great if there’s some apparent weirdo involved. Oh God. “Who–– who was it? Gosh. Was he old?” 

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chascmller‌:

although there isn’t a party going on … chase is curious as to why linda is drinking randomly, but she chooses not to question it … watching as she take the bottle and brings it up to her lips … chase shakes her head slightly with a soft chuckle. “ alright … go on, lead the way and i’ll follow.” she tells her before she watches the other to see where she is going to be taken. blue eyes follow her finger … as she laughs softly, “ … oh and now i’m being pulled.” a laugh leaves her lips and follows her. “i’m literally right behind you.” she replies and continues following.

She’s psyched, she’s on a mission. Drunken Linda sprints out of the house and straight in the direction of that promised trampoline. She’s stumbling a bit, got some difficulties walking, but it’s fine, it’s all under control. “Whoops.” she lets her body rest against the main attraction, seeking support to be able to kick off her shoes. Once that’s done, she just gets straight onto that thing, the bottle still in her hand. Linda looks over at the other, already beginning to bounce, giggle. Such a child. “Come on, Chase! It’s so, so great up here. Like, totally love the climate.” 

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celestevdb‌:

                  “are you saying that there were loonies in ucla?” celeste asked. she was probably too drunk to ask smart and sensible questions that could actually help; but she wanted to know if there are actual loonies living in either the frat or sorority houses. the thought of it alone creeps her. “i think we should. let’s just save everybody from getting burned!” with that, the redhead goes through her small purse to get her phone.

"Well, I mean, it sure does look like it!” it all seems crazy, even to her, but Linda really, really does at this point believe she’s being somewhat rational. “How else do you explain that–– that ritual they were setting up?” she sighs, dramatically, tense but ready to save lives–– determined. “You’re absolutely right! Tell them to come–– where are we? Wait!” she actually sacrifices the time to run out on the street and take a good look around. “Westwood Plaza. I think. Oh, God. I might pass out!” 

[uclasgossip-blog]

fmk: chase, delilah, linda

fuck: linda. nice girl in the streets, looks like the type to freak in the sheets. i’d love to find out. marry: delilah. she’s just so, so sugar sweet, isn’t she? might get a bit boring, but at least she’d be a good wife. kill: chase. uh? she’s apparently taken and i’m still disappointed. 

@lndshl, @delilahchase, @chascmller

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knightscrest‌:

and i’ll let you know if you’re right

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chascmller‌:

it was pretty funny … just seeing linda drunk. it was always kind of entertaining seeing any one of her good friends drunk. “i mean … i have no idea … just kind of you know had a feeling you had a few …” she isn’t sure how much the other has to drink in order for her to be come drunk. “ … hey i’m following you, wherever you want to go … i’ll follow.” did they have a trampoline ? she had no idea about that but was willing to check it out.

What Linda seems to appreciate the most in this state of mind is definitely positive thinking. Oh yeah, when people, instead of questioning her ideas, seem to be up for them. She raises the bottle, as if to toast, then grabs the other’s hand. “Okay, I got this. I totally, totally got this. We’re going...” she takes a look around the room, trying to figure out what it is exactly that she’s aiming for here. “There!” a finger points towards the patio door. Without a warning, she practically sprints towards that exit, pulling the girl with her. “Come on! Hurry, hurry, hurry.” 

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rikkie-isms‌:

“ yeah, but death would be so cute on me.” rikkie replies with a laugh and a crinkle of her eyebrows. “ so it’s basically everything that goes through your head every time i leave.” she jokes, before looking over the song. “ okay, i believe i can figure out how to play this on the guitar. i can hopefully help.”

Linda lets out a laugh at the other’s words, nodding her head in agreement at the second statement. “Spot on.” Then, you can hear a simple sigh of relief. “Girl, you are –– let me tell you –– a gem. Absolutely.” her tone is sincere. “But, we’ll have to go slow. Like, super, because I don’t even know half the words.” 

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max-perry‌:

“It’s no problem.” Max said with a smile on her face. “I don’t mind i wanna see how you theater kids get down.”

"Oh, don’t expect any phenomenons. It’s just a bunch of exercises and talking really, really loud.” she doesn’t explain further. Instead, just nods again, glancing over at the other. “You’ll just see.” 

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celestevdb‌:

                the redhead looked over to the direction where her friend had looked. maybe she should’ve not just doubted her, despite the amount of alcohol both had taken in the past few hours of the party. “i’ll come with you.” she tells her, immediately walking out with linda. “shit, i think you’re absolutely right– i mean… why the fuck would they have a fuckin’ blowtorch in this party?”

She doesn’t even realize how relieved she feels when her friend agrees to leave until they’re both standing outside. Linda takes a breath, eyes widening at the question as she shakes her head. “I don’t know, because we were in the house of.. loonies?” the words leave her mouth in a form of a harsh whisper. She still seems to be a bit concerned that someone might hear them. “Okay, Cel, reasonable moment. We’ll, like, totally be making a choice here, alright?” she raises her brows slightly, but doesn’t wait for an answer. “Should.. we call the cops?” 

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reginamorgan‌:

she rested her hands on her tightly corseted hips, a brow raised as the other spoke and her friend tried rushing her away. she could tell the other was upset, she could tell that since the second they opened the door on them – but, did that stop regina from finishing? absolutely not. if anything? the rush of getting caught aided in that process…. tmi? but then, standing in front of the tiny brunette, her very own friend… you’d expect her to have some form of sympathy… oh, no. she just extended out a hand, placing it on the jacket rested on linda’s shoulders, “i know – and i’m so glad that you did.” her voice was soft, light and airy. “you’re mad, right now. i know you don’t want to say it… but that’s okay, i understand. you’re welcome.”  words sugary sweet - with not a bit of sarcasm or bite behind them, regina really did believe what she did was right. “ aaron was probably going to cheat on you, regardless. it didn’t take much convincing, not even the first time. i helped you, lin. now you know that he’s a cheater, and you’re free from his chains and his… less than average package.” she shrugged. looking the other right in the eyes, a tiny smile lining her lips, “i know that if isaac was cheating on me, i’d want to know that it was with someone i trusted, which is why i went with aaron.” she spoke, gesturing towards the upstairs.   “now c’mon, cheer up, let’s go dance.”

When feeling the other’s touch, Linda does not move. She’s stood still, frozen, almost, body filled with tension from head to toes–– feels as if she’s gonna explode. Linda doesn’t say anything, she just listens. Listens, to what that girl, her friend, could possibly say to explain this situation. But no, the blonde doesn’t seem interested in making the situation any better. Linda absorbs every word, like a sponge that you repeatedly dunk in a bucket of water; it’s becoming too much. Too much for her to handle. And with her friend’s eyes piercing into her back–– oh yeah, she sure is aware of the male standing behind her–– she can feel the deep, inner pressure grow. “Aaron was probably going to cheat on you, regardless.”  –– this is it. A breaking point, almost. Fists are clenched, nostrils flared, a nauseating sensation in the pits of her stomach. But Regina just keeps going, and nothing–– let me tell you–– nothing she says is making any fucking sense to Linda. When asked to dance with the enemy, she snaps. She can’t tell you how or when because before she even realizes, her right hand comes in contact with the blonde’s cheek. It’s a forceful slap, meant to hurt. In fact, when she’s done, she can feel this.. tingly sensation in her palm, along the adrenaline, that’s now pumping through her body. “Fuck you!” beware guys, the lady has exploded. “You.. bitch! You backstabbing cunt, go to hell! ‘Helping me’ –– how dare you?! I never want to see your washed out, lying, rat phiz ever again!” 

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ofkash‌:

Fortunately for Kash, he just finished smoking the joint and to cover it up, he took out a cigarette from his tin pack. He just lit the cigarette up before Linda suddenly popped out. He snorted, “Oh, please, it’s a cigarette.” He rolled his eyes for effect. When she pointed out the ‘no smoking’ sign, he scoffed and rolled his eyes. “Dude, don’t piss on my parade. No authority fucked with me, yet, I’m fine. If you’re so bothered of me smoking then just go mind your business and turn the other cheek on me this fucking once?”

Linda stands still, eyes resting on him, a soft expression on her face. “That’s not it, and you know that.” she tells him, firm but calm, stepping outside. Without a warning she takes a step towards him, sniffs him, just as the door behind her slams shut. She doesn’t make much too much of it, yet. Currently, she’s focused on the proof, the lingering smell of weed on his clothes. “Fuck you, Kash. You liar.” well, at least she’s being nice about it. “Right now.. we have rehearsals. There’s two teachers in there, and the duke. You never know. Wouldn’t wanna risk that, right?” 

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max-perry‌:

She is always willing to help out people who are in need. “Hey it’s his loss for balling on you.” she said smiling back. “I’m always around to help it a cute girl like yourself i mean your friends out i will be there at six see ya soon.”

"Thanks. I appreciate it.” Linda states with a nod of the head, followed by a small smile. “Oh! Please, no need to come early. It’ll be messy, you know, just a bunch of theater kids.. shrieking. Unless, of course, you don’t mind.” 

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evanxstark‌:

With a grumble he pulls off the shirt and shakes his head once seeing her face. He knows that look all too well, so he’s decided to give up. Evan might as well go naked, that.. actually wouldn’t be the first time she’s– NEVERMIND THAT. He stands in the room with his arms folded over his chest, making a face. ‘’I wat something that’ll make her notice me, but.. like.. I don’t know.. I’m not good with this.’’

"Of course, of course! No, Evan–– you’re not awful, just.. it needs a bit of improvement.” she offers him a half smile, kind of like a mom after receiving a horrendously ugly drawing from her fifteen year old child, but still trying to seem encouraging about it. “Okay, let’s see other options. You must have some... right?”