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meredith alden. eighteen. freshman. philosophy major at lockwood university. bite your face to spite your nose. seventeen and a half years old.. i'm worrying about my brother finding out. what’s the fun in doing what you're told? i said "NO!" ( oh give it a rest, i could persuade you ) i'm not your typical, stoned eighteen year old. give me a night i'll make you! "i know you're looking for salvation in the secular age but girl i'm not your savior." wrestle to the ground, god help me now because they're just girls. breaking hearts. eyes bright, uptight, just girls. but she can't be what you need if she's seventeen. they're just girls. they're just girls!

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👌for maddie

“maddie,” meredith smiled, leaning over and pulling her sister into a hug. “have i ever told you you’re like my best friend ever? in this whole entire world? i love all of you guys equally, but if we ever were down on our luck and had to start sharing bedrooms, i would totally pick you. feel like we’re twins, sometimes. don’t ever change, maddie b raps. god, that was gross, forget i said that last part.” she set down her wine glass and released maddie from the hug. “i feel like you’re the only person on earth who really gets me.”

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👌 fr miriam

"did you ever hate dad?” meredith asked, falling onto her back and picking up her cat. “i think i did, towards the end. i know you guys thought you were keeping it from me, but i knew how he was hurting miles. i mean-- i didn’t. at the time. but i do now. i think a part of me had to know, then, too, but i blocked it out .. i haven’t talked to anyone about him. not even maddie. hurts too much. i loved him a lot, mir.”

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👌 for rhiannon nd jackie

RHIANNON: 

“i worry about you sometimes. do you ever think about running away again? i would miss you. miriam would, too. i think everyone would. please don’t leave us.” - text delivered at 11.13 PM 

JACKIE: 

“i feel like we’ve grown apart lately. do you want to get lunch sometime, soon? i saw beau the other day and he told me that you two were back together. are you happy?? i didn’t see the reunion coming. love u crackerjack xoxoxo” - text delivered at 12.05 AM 

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frankie.‌:

Holding up a heavy piece of paper, Frankie looked up from where she was seated on the countertop of a party taking place in Emeritus, surrounded by bottles of alcohol strewn across the kitchen. She gave Meredith a smile, waving the card at the girl as a greeting. “Meredith, right? Like Grey? God, that show was so good. Rip McDreamy. Rest in peen,” Frankie stated, in a tone as bored and listless as if she were reading the ingredients off a can of Campbells soup. “Anyways, one of the guys here just handed me an invite to this party down the hall. Apparently they filled up the tub in their bathroom with champagne and they’re going to make dudes wrestle in it. Seems like some kind of Secret History reader porn, but could be wild,” Frankie told her, eyes flicking up as a grin spread across her face. “Seems like a waste of champagne. But they said they’d play the Mamma Mia soundtrack if I make an appearance.” @mercdithq

MEREDITH was on the hunt for more peach flavored vodka, desperate to give herself something to do so she wasn’t standing awkwardly in the corner. she hadn’t really been invited to the party she was crashing, though her brother had been and she wasn’t sure he had actually bothered to show up. inviting one alden was as good as inviting them all, as far as meredith was concerned. her head snapped up from the counter when she heard her name, smiling shyly at frankie and nodding. “that’s me. rip mcsteamy, too. all hunks, taken too soon.” her hand fell on a half empty bottle of burnett’s vodka and she quickly brought it to her lips, chasing the pull with her cup of water. rather bland. “they’re going to-- oh? is this like mud wrestling but for the benefit of the ladies this time? champagne is quite a classy choice.” tapping her chin and feeling braver with the bottle secured under her arm, meredith grinned back. “think they’d throw in some sequel songs? if so, i suppose i could attend.”

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maddie.‌:

Surrounded by her sister and the beautiful natural scenery around them, Maddie could feel a small weight shedding from her shoulders. If she closed her eyes, she could focus on the gentle chirps of birds or the soft gusts of wind that kissed her face. And these simple pleasures were only amplified by the fact that they were taking place in Amsterdam, an opportunity that Maddie jumped on as soon as she’d caught wind of it. There was no question in her mind that she had to travel here, had to travel at all, really. There was this undying restlessness in her bones that begged for it. Letting out a small sigh, Maddie offered her sister a nod of understanding, tired expression recounting her social woes. “You and me both, but that’s not entirely new for me. Fluent in seven languages, but eloquent in none. Kind of ironic, huh?” she joked, hazel eyes glancing over to meet her sister’s. “Do you want to talk about it?” Following Meredith’s gaze, a soft smile graced her lips in spite of the twinge of sadness she felt in her gut at the memory of the family pets. “She should, but I don’t think it’s realistic. Besides, it’s probably good that they’re there with her. They can look after her.” A giggle danced past her lips at the imagery Meredith painted. “Can you imagine? Sunglasses and a Hawaiian shirt on, being fanned like a king.”

“YEAH, well, that’s what happens when you take all the talent and don’t leave any for your little sister. karma chameleon,” meredith huffed, feigning disappointment. she loved maddie, had grown up with her always by her side and wanted nothing but the absolute best for her. she didn’t mind that maddie was the smart one, had more of a way with words than she liked to let on. meredith was better with shapes, images, abstract feelings tethered to art. “okay, yeah, i’ll tell you but you have to promise not to laugh.” sticking her pointer finger in maddie’s face threateningly, she smiled. “i’m still having trouble finding my classes, and i swear i walk into the wrong one at least once a day. i just kind of smile and nod, i think the class is getting used to my presence by now. maybe i should just sit through it, one day. i think it’s archeology. can you imagine me digging up dinosaur bones somewhere in the desert?” sitting down on the grass and stretching out her legs, she pat the space behind her, motioning for maddie to join her. “do you feel bad for leaving her? all of us? i guess she has mack but.. like.. how often is she going to visit. once a week? it’s a little sad.”

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@cyrystalvisions: @meredithalden hey.

@cyrystalvisions: @meredithalden ur perfect and u don't even need to swipe right 4 me i'd honestly fuckin fight someone 4 u regardless.

@meredithalden: @cyrystalvisions this just in! the jury has ruled and boys are uncanceled! you all have cyrus to thank.

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@cyrystalvisions: idk what's going on but if twitnder was a thing maybe i'd pay ppl to swipe right. bc some of u are fucking mean and wld swipe left for funsies even tho i'm a full course meal.

@meredithalden: @cyrystalvisions i'd swipe right for free! or at least, like, a discounted price

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RT @milesalden: anyway... @miriamalden deserves the world.

@meredithalden: @milesalden @miriamalden RT !! but if youre trying to get her to do your chores it's not going to work. ive been asking her to do my laundry for years.

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@miriamalden: can people please respond to this and let me know if they have a babysitter i need to ask permission from to flirt with you? i don't feel like continuously getting called out in public, thanks!

@bastianpro: @miriamalden hey! maybe if you didn't use twitter like tinder you wouldn't get called out in public, thanks! some of us are just here for the memes and the dirty DMs!

@meredithalden: @bastianpro @miriamalden boys make my head hurt. twitter needs #feminism

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THE park where meredith had dragged her sister was perhaps one of the most beautiful locations she’d ever laid eyes on. being in amsterdam had already made the youngest alden feel closer to her mother, despite the distance, the travel bug nipping excitedly at her heels. she knew she was largely the reason her mother had given up a life of exploration, but she’d never truly felt guilty about it until now. turning to maddie, she slung an arm around her sister’s shoulder, sighing heavily. “so i’ve made a fool of myself in front of just about everyone i’ve met so far. i think that’s a new record.” watching a dog catch a frisbee, she smiled. “but it’s not all bad here, i guess. i miss the dogs. you think mom would ship them to us? can you imagine pw just sitting in first class, sipping on a mojito?” @maddiealdens

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rhys.:

Rhys watched with curiosity as the girl stumbled over an answer. Her accent made it clear that she was one of the Americans coming over for the summer, and Rhys couldn’t help but wonder if they were all going to be as awkward as she was. “It’s alright,” he said. Rhys gestured towards the open space beside him. “By all means, take a seat. I don’t need the whole bench to myself.” He slid over a tiny bit to give her more room, before turning back to pick up his book again.

MEREDITH knew she was making a bad impression, wanted more than anything to be brave enough to turn and leave, but her traitorous legs took a seat on the bench without her permission. she crossed one ankle over the other, trying to make herself small in her seat, glancing over to the boy as she pulled out a pen. she knew she should probably keep her mouth shut, salvage her dignity in whatever way she could, but then she was talking again. “i’m meredith,” she finally announced with a nod, the first time she’d sounded confident. “it’s been a while since i’ve met a boy who reads. kind of like spotting an endangered species.” 

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rhys.‌:

Rhys was in his usual position, sat on a bench outside one of the academic halls with a book in his hands. One of his legs bounced, the motion traveling up his arm and making his book shake along with it, though it didn’t quite matter as he wasn’t paying attention to the words anyhow. He people watched instead, taking in the electric atmosphere that the Americans had brought along with them. His eyes landed on a figure heading towards him. “Were you looking for something?” Rhys asked, putting the book down beside him.

IN all truth, meredith had been trying to see what book the boy had been reading, but as usual, her tactics were anything but subtle. she seemed to stick out like a sore thumb, especially in a place so foreign. she had her backpack slung around her shoulders, holding onto the straps but frozen as she tried to fumble an answer that wouldn’t be embarrassing. “i was-- looking for.. a place to sit down?” she attempted, sounding unsure and obviously confused. “i, um, i sketch,” she further explained, taking out one of her notebooks as if evidence helped salvage the awkward start. “this seemed like a comfortable spot. with you, uh, reading here and all.”

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millie.:

She was used to the joking, the pokes and prods at each other — though things had softened slightly since she’d moved out, comments that would have started fights in the past resulting only in laughter. The feeling of her younger sister in her arms threatens to bring deeper emotion to the surface, and she squeezes a little tighter, a silent transferral of greater affection before she finally allows her to pull away. “Of course! Gimme a sec.” Stepping away, she grabs the arm of another Hendrix student, asking them to cover her absence before linking her arm through Meredith’s, hand warm in the crook of her elbow. “So, we’ll start with a quick campus tour, then I’ll take you to my favourite little café and buy you a coffee or something. How’s that sound?” Without waiting for an answer, she tugs her sister in the direction of campus. “How was your flight?”

ALTHOUGH amsterdam was as far from home as she had ever been-- intrigued by the travel stories of their mother but never brave enough to go-- meredith had to admit it felt like her family was more together than it had been in a while. the siblings, together, even without mackenzie, felt more like home than a place ever could. she lets millie being to guide her, like a child taken away by their mother, all trust. “aren’t the cafes around here known for a little more than coffee? have you gone rogue on us, millicent?” meredith laughed, fully aware of her sister’s stricter nature. “i have a crick in my neck, the people in front of me smelled like feet, and i couldn’t sleep. however, i watched inception for the first time, so i consider it an overall win.” 

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millie.‌:

A gentle frown dimples her forehead, confused as to why the other student had suddenly turned and left until fingers obscure her vision. She’s smiling instantly, able to pick out Meredith’s easily ; she’d always been able to tell her sisters apart, by voice, by laugh, by footstep. “Hmmm…” she deliberates with false contemplation, tapping a finger against lips pressed tightly together. “Maddie? No — duh, you’re obviously Mackenzie.” A sudden spin brings her face to face with her sister, a squal escaping as she engulfs her in an enormous hug. “Miriam! I’m so happy to see you!” 

“OKAY miles,” meredith quipped back, rolling her eyes at her older sister’s joke. she always used to find it so embarrassing when she was in middle school and her older siblings told jokes around her. the memory was a sudden throwback to a simpler time. “long time no see, m2,” she smiled, returning her hug after only a few seconds of pretending to be repulsed by it. her eldest sisters always felt more like her parents, had been looking out for her as long as she could remember. “can i get a sister to sister tour? i don’t know how to tie my own shoes without you guys.”

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millie.:

“Hey!! Hello!!” She might as well have waved an American flag above her head with the brazen display of her displacement, garish banner reading ‘Welcome Lockwood Students!’ earning strange looks from the Dutch locals as they tried to enjoy their afternoon in peace. “Are you from Lockwood? I’m the head of the welcoming committee. We’ve put together some resources for you guys!” She’s thrumming with excitement, bouncing on the balls of her feet as she holds out a package of papers and a little button pin. “In that package is a map of the campus, some details about the residences, and some information about Amsterdam in general. And that pin is just a little Lockwood/Hendrix graphic thing. It’s cute, isn’t it? Helped design it. Anyways —” She finally stops to take a breath. “Do you have any questions?”

MEREDITH was waiting behind millie, had headed straight to the lockwood banner when she’d arrived. her sister had told her she would be doing tours, but honestly, she wasn’t willing to wait until they were over to see her. she made uncomfortable eye contact with the other lockwood student her sister was talking to, shrugging at the question in their eyes, before her sister finally paused. “BOO!” she shouted, covering millie’s eyes from behind with her hands and smiling. “guess who? one hint. we have the same last name.”

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top 3 hottest people on campus?

“this is hard because i like to stay inside, but i do admire some of you from afar. social media fiend. don’t judge my taste BUT.. rory b, beau, and cyrus. is this unconventional? hot, every one.”

@rorybergstrom @beauturner @cyryptic

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have you ever been in love?

“yeah with like everyone i’ve ever met, but i prefer to keep it that way. no one’s special hee hee har.”