◤ ♪♬*---* young scrappy & hungry

Let me tell you what I wish I’d known when I was young and dreamed of glory: You have no control: Who lives, who dies, who tells your story I know that we can win I know that greatness lies in you But remember from here on in History has its eyes on you.

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aylaxc:

Feeling her let go and turning her around. Ayla’s eyes stayed closed for a moment longer, knowing she looked like a complete mess. Her eyes were puffy and she just brought her hand up to wipe the tear stains off her cheeks while listening to her. Everything Maya had said ran through her mind almost every day, and she had to hold back her emotions before she started crying again. It was bad enough that she looked like this in front of the girl. “Were you ever told by someone that they were glad things ended the way they did, and pretty much said that they couldn’t be who they were and basically said that they couldn’t be sober with you? Also that things would never work out between you two because of it?” Ayla shook her head. “What’s wrong with me? It seems like anyone who would even be interested in me is under the influence with something and that’s the only way I can be liked.” She said while forcing a laugh out. “Am I that screwed up?”

maya listens to ayla’s words, her face an assortment of concern and sadness for the other. it was true maya only had begun to know ayla, only knowing a few basic facts, but she couldn’t imagine that anyone could think anything less but great things for the now emotional girl. maybe maya was just an optimist who wanted - and preferred - to see the best in people. was that a flaw? “i’m 100% sober and i’m here.” she points out, “i’m sorry that someone could say that to you and even more sorry that they meant it. you’re not screwed up.” maya softly pulls ayla’s hands and wraps the girl into a tight embrace, “people are jerks.” she says, “they want to hurt you, they want to blame you for their insecurities.” she let’s the other go, a hand softly caressing her cheek, “but i promise you’re not the problem. they are. it’s hard, but you can’t let the words of a few people change who you are.” a beat, “can i take you somewhere? i promise it’ll make you feel better.”

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aylaxc:

Chuckling, Ayla’s eyes stayed locked on Maya’s, they were gorgeous, almost sparkling underneath the light. “You’re a year older… kind of.”  She whispered, pointing out while running the back of her hand over her cheek, not breaking away from their foreheads being together. At her words, Ayla chewed on the edge of her lower lip. She brushed her nose against Maya’s. “You want me to spend the night?” She questioned, whispered back. Wanting to know if she was on the right track of what Maya was saying to her. 

maya had only spent the night with two people before and only one was sexual -- to her sullen regret. both nights consisted of words unsaid and uncomfortable silences, not to mention maya felt awkward with both people, but not here. not with ayla. she felt comfortable, trusting, and, well, happy. “yes.” she smiles, “i want you to spend the night.” a pause, “if you want to, i mean.”

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aylaxc:

Enjoying the way Maya’s lips felt against hers and now with their bodies touching, Ayla’s arm wrapped around Maya’s frame, the tips of her fingers slowly explored the girl’s back as she kept up with the sweet, tender kisses. As the taller girl pulled back, Ayla sucked her lips in her mouth, her eyes still closed, still feeling the girl on her lips, savoring her taste from it. “Why are you so cute?” She whispered back, her eyes flickering up to look at Maya once again. 

“21 years of practice.” maya says amused, biting her bottom lip as her eyes looks over ayla again. it was a habit, it seemed, to look at the girl before her as if she’d never see her again. her forehead was still pressed against the other’s, but that was even better for the brunette. she could make out the curve of her nose and curl of her lashes clearer. she really was beautiful and with each new fact, ayla became something of a dream. “i don’t think i want you to go.” she whispers.

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aylaxc:

Listening to the girl, she didn’t know how to respond. She wasn’t great at letting out her problems, which is how she got here with breaking down with everything bottling up to the point where she was just let loose. She felt comfortable around Maya and felt like she could open up to her, but there was also a part of her that feared it. If she did, there was a chance she would end up leaving. That’s what happens, people leave all the time. Either by pushing her away, or her doing something to drive them away it seemed or she was just the wrong person to have in their lives. And – she didn’t want the other girl to end up leaving. “You’ll end up leaving eventually also,” she said in another whisper. Only being louder this time for her to hear her.

at ayla’s words maya lets her go and turns the other around to face her, “are you kidding me? every person that i’ve liked whether platonically or otherwise has left me one way or another. i didn’t get so much as a note or a ‘thanks for the memories.’ i know what it’s like to wonder that you’re the problem. ‘was i not cute enough?’ ‘did i not help them enough?’ ‘maybe i shouldn’t have talked so much.’ i would never wish that feeling on anyone. it sucks thinking you’re not good enough for even one fiddling friend.” maya sighs her own emotions getting away from her, “i know words probably don’t mean anything, but...” maya grabs hold of ayla’s hands, “i’m not going anywhere and i’ll prove that to you. you have me, ayla leanne, i promise.”

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aylaxc:

Not expecting to feel the girl’s arms around her, she tensed up some more. Her eyes closing and she let out a breath she didn’t know she was holding. Soon she relaxed against Maya. Still not wanting to turn around and having her see her looking like a complete mess. Hesitating at first, Ayla’s fingers brushed over Maya’s arm. “I’m just a mess… I have a lot of things going on in my head. Trying to think about them and solve them all at once, not the smartest thing.” Inhaling sharply. “Why do people make you think that you mean something to them, and then just – just in the end make it seem like you were nothing?” Ayla’s voice was extremely quiet, not even knowing if Maya even heard her. 

“i can help you if you want.” maya says, “i don’t know how much help i can be, but... if there’s anything i’ve learned these past few months it’s that you don’t have to do everything alone. but, that’s only if you want me to help.” maya chewed on her inner cheek, hoping that ayla would allow her to help in some way. maya cared a lot - maybe too much - about others, but now ayla wasn’t just a girl she kissed at a club. she was so much more than that and she hoped the girl knew. maya heard ayla say something, but only caught small bits of her sentence. trying to deduce what was said, maya says, “you’re not nothing to me.”

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oftheaxlaccords:

“It’s refreshing that someone else had the same kind of fears as me. It was scary just moving into the frat but now I’m around the muscular, alpha guys and it’s really intimidating. I mean Kappa is cool but I’m still kind of scared about moving in.” He chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck shyly. “Avoid gossip, got it. Wait, Ryland is your brother?” He paused as a blush washed over his face. “He’s…um…he’s really cute. Blue is quite cool too. Well, consider me your new best friend then because I love a good Disney playlist.”

“of course! i think everyone has fears even if they don’t wanna admit it.” maya laughs, “not all of them are muscular and that shouldn’t stop you from being yourself. muscles doesn’t mean a thing if your personality is poop, you know?” maya softly pushes him, “aw, do you have a crush?” maya claps excitedly, “yay! all friends are welcome! oh oh have you gotten a tour and feel of everything yet?”

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aylaxc:

“You just might be.” The corners of Ayla’s lips curved up, smiling at the girl some more. The back of her hand now brushed against her cheek as she spoke. “You know more than I do. I can’t remember anything from those classes. It was awful and I don’t even know why I decided on German.” Ayla chuckled. “Yes, I’m a cancer.” Not having any idea of what the girl was saying, she watched her lips as she spoke in Spanish. After she finished, Ayla leaned in closer to press her lips against Maya’s. 

maya could get lost in ayla’s lips, eyes, and scent. she drapes an arm across ayla’s body as they kiss, maya smiling into it as she moves slightly closer to the other. space now a foreign concept as they continued pressing tender kisses onto each others lips. softly, maya let’s go of ayla’s lips, her forehead resting against the other as her hand slinks back onto ayla’s arms and gently rubs it. “mi mariposa.” she whispers sweetly, “my butterfly.”

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aylaxc:

Tensing when she heard the familiar voice. She didn’t like when anyone seen her cry and Maya – Maya was probably one of the many she never wanted to show this side to. It was weak – vulnerable and she hated it. She felt lost, not herself and she didn’t want Maya to know that or even see it. She tried to get herself to stop crying. Continuously wiping the liquid off of her face whenever a tear escaped. She cleared her throat, her back faces towards the girl still. “Nothing I just – have a lot on my mind. That’s all.”

maya stood behind ayla for a moment, listening to her words and knew there was more to the story but who was she to push the other into telling her? it hurt the actress to see ayla sad, even if she couldn’t see her face it was all in her voice. that familiar tone of flirtation and courage was nowhere to be found and maya didn’t know what to do to help her. so, she places her books on the ground and wraps her arms around ayla from behind, softly squeezing her, placing her chin against her shoulder, “do you want to talk about it?”

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Ayla was trying to keep herself together. She felt like she was doing a good job with it. Putting up smiles, she wasn’t even sure what hit her. Maybe with how long she had put a fake smile on, something just hit her. Emotions came rolling in, her chest felt heavy and her eyes burning. She was slowly breaking down, and being in front of people it was the worst. Excusing herself, she made herself into another room where nobody was. Feeling tears rolling onto her cheeks but she quickly wiped them away, especially when hearing footsteps. She cleared her throat, not daring to look behind her. “I’ll – be out of your way in a minute.” She said, muffling through her hands, making sure to wipe away the rest of the tears. 

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maya, as punctual as always, was trying to find her science teacher’s office. she had a few questions about the assignment and was asked to stop by after his classes. not knowing where his office was exactly, and not being a fan of getting lost, maya had left her dorm 2 hours early to locate it in enough time. she made a bit of a wrong turn and walked into a nearly empty room that was clearly not an office. “oh shoot, i’m so sorry, i didn’t mean to -- ayla?” maya slowly walks towards the other, “hey, what’s going on, mariposa?”

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aylaxc:

Ayla couldn’t control her hands. She turned on her side so she was staring at the other girl, her hand moving up, her fingers caressing her cheek as she spoke. “People have to really know me to understand all of that. It isn’t that easy to read me,” Ayla pointed out, her voice still soft and as a whisper. Her dark hues stayed on the girl, scanning her face, not wanting to look away. She smiled when she listened to the girl talk about how her mother taught her all these languages. “I know German is hard. I tried to take it in high school,” Ayla said in a laugh. She then went back to the questions Maya asked her. “My birthday is July fifteenth. And I’m awful with other languages. If you spoke Spanish right now… I wouldn’t know what you would be saying.”

“maybe i’m just the ayla whisperer.” maya teases, the comfort of ayla’s touch feeling more and more familiar with each caress. “i was so determined to try and get it down but i only learned one phrase: (das) weiß ich nicht, which loosely translate to ‘i don’t know’. and that makes you a cancer, i think. i’m a capricorn. january 4th.” maya smiles flirtatiously, inching closer to ayla as she carefully whispers, “Soy adicto a tu mente, hipnotizado por los ojos y enamorado por tus labios.”

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oftheaxlaccords:

“60? Are you sure? Yikes. I guess I’m a little nervous. I’ve heard so many horror stories about Greek Life.” Axl paused, letting out a small sigh.

“aw, that was me when i first rushed. ‘would they like me?’ ‘will i fit in?’ ‘is it worth it?’ and the answers are yes, yes, and heck yes! i don’t know much about kappa besides what i hear around, but i try to stay away from greek row gossip. plus the stuff my brother tells me.” she snaps her finger, “oh my god, ryland! that’s my brother! if kappa gets overwhelming i’m more than sure he’d be happy to help. or blue!! or even me. i’m a great friend. i come ready with jokes, ice cream, and a musical selection that puts disney out of business.”

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no one asked but i love being bisexual

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findxorion:

“Um yeah, actually I know like the main couple of songs. Which would you prefer?”

maya happily claps, “burn, please.”

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thoughts on alex and katherine?

maya wets her lips, “i think alex is a talented musician with enough drive can accomplish anything he puts his mind to. but i also think he acts before he thinks and being a playboy, or whatever it’s called, in college is… fine, but in the real world no one wants a different person in their bed and no idea of real love in their hearts. and i think katherine is skilled with a volleyball and has a beautiful mind. i just wish she was more open to letting go of the past.”

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worst joke

“any and all knock knock jokes. or insults thinly veiled as jokes.”

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you're stranded on a desert island with alex, katherine, and ayla. you find a boat but only you and one other person can fit. who do you pick?

maya runs a hand through her hair, biting her lips carefully, “i’d pick ayla first then i’d come back for katherine and alex. it wouldn’t be fair to leave them to their demise.” no matter how hurt maya was she wasn’t going to hurt another just to feel better because that’s only temporary. kill them with kindness, isn’t that what meryl strepp does?

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who is your best friend?

maya shrugs sullen, “i suppose if ryland doesn’t count then…no one.”