Mason

mason scott; 18, senior, scholarship, henry house

[noaaahcentineo]

Noah Centineo in The Perfect Date trailer

[ncentineosource]

[have you written love letters?] “Oh man, hundreds of different things. Some of them are like one-liners like, “I love you endlessly.” And I’d leave it in her room to find. We were dating at this point — I’ve never sat down and written a love letter confessing my love to someone to then send.”

[rosecamxo]

She was happy that it was warmer outside, it meant that she was able to chill on the front lawn. Laying down on one of her blankets and headphones in her ears though nothing was playing, Rose was just enjoying how peaceful it was outside. No one was out because they were in class. She was also supposed to be in class but decided to skip. She just needed time to herself, just to process everything had happened in past few months. To process what happened to her friends and herself. Those few days and what happened afterwards just too… much. She barely had a chance to really let it all affect her and even know, she hadn’t let the news take a toll on her mood. As time went on, Rose went from looking at the sky to a figure standing above her. “Oh, hi there,” the sophomore said, pushing herself up and pulling the headphones out. “Are you also skipping one of your classes? If so, you’re more than welcome to sit here with me.” She moved herself over, giving the other space to sit.

[masnctt]

Mason liked going to the front lawn. It was a relaxing place, and it was especially nice to relax now that the weather was a lot better. As he decided where to sit, he caught sight of someone laying on the front lawn. “Soaking up the sun?” A smile forming on his lips as he stood close to her. "And what if I’m not skipping?” Mason questioned cheekily before sitting down next to the girl.

[masnctt]

@a-wild-zara

“Obviously you can’t tell a girl you just met that you love her, but it sucks that you can’t.” Mason sighed as he was laying down next to his best friend on the grass. The boy was not one to talk about his struggles or love life, but that was different with Zara. It was easy to talk to her, probably because both spoke way too much for their own good.

[ms-stephanie-blog]

Sitting in the school library wasn’t an ideal situation for the ballerina but if she were being honest, her grades hadn’t been quite up to par lately and she was going to have to change that before her parents caught wind of it. To say that Steph had been distracted would be an understatement. Even though her laptop was open on the table, the paper that she was supposed to be writing still only consisted of the blinking cursor. The research materials she needed were there as well but the only thing that she was paying attention to at the moment was her cell phone, using her index finger to scroll through social media, her eyes narrowing at whatever was on the screen infront of her, clearly unamused and maybe even a bit pissed off. Scoffing to herself she glanced up at the other, scooting some of her materials so that they weren’t taking up the entire table and someone could sit if they needed to, “Sorry,” the Brit said, a harsher tone to her voice than she expected. 

[masnctt]

As an extroverted person, Mason never had a problem to talk to people. Honestly, it was quite difficult for the boy to be quiet at times, but he had to admit to himself that there were days where he didn’t feel like socialising with anyone. Today was one of those days. A bad thing about being known as a talker was that people always came to him to talk, so he opted to go to the library: a place where he could work on his homework in peace. When he sat down, a girl scooted some of her materials to his side, “the fuck?” he scoffed as he glanced up to the girl. “No need to claim the whole table,” Mason added as he grabbed his bag to take his books out.

[saigebeaumontt]

“I hate piano,” Saige announced to nobody in particular, her fingers gliding over the keys with ease as her eyes scanned the sheet music in front of her. Though rehearsals hadn’t started yet–she thought it was only right to know the music beforehand. Even so–a soft groan emerged from her lips, blowing a strand of hair away from her face, “I really hate piano. If it shot, like, I dunno–lil’ fireworks? Or something? With every note I hit, maybe I’d tolerate it, cos then it’s got pretty lights and whatnot–or, ooh, if it, like…uh…LED lights or something, y’know? At least make the keys pretty colo–.” A finger tumbled, and a wrong note was hit–and another groan emerged, before she dropped her head onto the keys; hands thrown up in frustration, “I’m going to teach a mouse how to play piano and then convince everybody that I’ve been turned into the mouse; it’s the only solution, really, honestly.”

[masnctt]

“You’re being super dramatic right now, Saige.” Mason drawled, glancing up to the girl with a grin on his face. “A mouse? Are you serious?” He questioned as he quirked an eyebrow up in her direction. “I can play along if you want. If anyone can make people believe that you turned into a mouse, it’s me.” He playfully added.

[masnctt]

  ( NOAH CENTINEO, MALE, HE/HIM) I, MASON SCOTT am a SCHOLARSHIP student and would hereby like to submit my application to Kingswood Boarding School. I am EIGHTEEN years old and will be a SENIOR I would describe myself as CHARMING and GREGARIOUS, but also BOISTEROUS and BLUNT which I plan to work on during my time here. This is my request to join the HENRY HOUSE building as a house MEMBER and look forward to hearing back from you. [ daisy. ]

FULL NAME: Mason Scott. AGE: Eighteen. GENDER: Male. SEXUALITY: Bisexual. CLUBS: Basketball. POSITION: Point guard.

Can he shut up? No, fr, he talks WAY too much. My boy Mason is a v social guy who talks to everyone about anything.

Mason is definitely more of a jock than my other bby is. I think Mason tries too hard sometimes.

He always wants to act tough, but he really isn’t.

Actually a sensitive puppy, or a Chihuahua that thinks he’s a rottweiler.

I think that there’s some insecurity because of his sexuality. He’s not v open about it because he’s still struggling with it. And if he should ever tell people. 

He’s on the Basketball Team and he freaking loves it! He loves to talk about it, and try to get you to join.

He’s v competitive so, if they lose he can be very blunt and rude to his teammates.

It’s never his fault though. 

Acts tough but girls? What are girls?

He has no clue what a serious relationship or how to get one. His rambling gets 100 times worse when he’s around someone he likes.

SAME WITH BENJI, I’LL ADD MORE LATER.

W A N T E D  P L O T S

·         close friends 

·         old friends 

·         partying/bar/clubbing buddies

·         unlikely friends

·         ride or die

·         flirtatious

·         will they won’t they

·         fwb 

·         bad influence

·         anything rlly