the savant.

NICOLE BROOKS. TWENTY3. ΣΦΛ. TALK with your fingertips. don't stop the car, let's drive. ( s u c k ) on your amber lips. just give me one bad night. heart beat is razor thin. hot heat, you make me high. get underneath my skin, just give me one bad night. you make me feel like I wanna be bad, bad. let's have a good time && never look back. let's never look back

[ruinedchildhood]

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✉️ — iᴍᴇssᴀɢᴇ: ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟ ɴɪᴄᴏʟᴇ ᴋɪᴅᴍᴀɴ

carter: we could be like that one club...what's it called?

carter: dead something something

carter: is that even about poetry? fuck knows.

carter: goddammit people how many times do i have to say this i'm NOT high i'm only 5'4 jfc get it together nicole kidman

nicole: dead poets society?

nicole: tbh never saw it so i'm just going to say yes bc it's IN the name so why wouldn't it be

nicole: still sounds pretty high

nicole: seriously carter wtf are you on omfg

[djpaulyd]

Someone: you should come to this party! Me: I have an exam in 2 months

[vanessacarlysle]

oh my god….

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littlebird-anya:

“Because well…there’s this guy I really really like. And he really likes me and I feel so stupid like I’m in high school again when I’m around him” she said smile coming to her face. It faltered a bit as she continued. “But I don’t  think I can really commit because I still have feelings for someone I’m no longer with…”

“sounds like a keeper. unless you hated high school, then drop him,” she teased, giving the younger girl a gentle shove with her shoulder. “maybe I can help you out. but first, who are the guys? do I know them?”

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printscssa:

“you’re right, you do it well.” nadya had to give props to that, she knew what kind of strength it took to do those things, what kind of stress she puts her body under. “maybe you can teach me some time. it’s always been something i’ve wanted to learn, to give myself a challenge for dance. it’s also a great work out and i’m getting bored of mine.” not the total truth, but she didn’t want this to be the last conversation she had with Nicolette. “no reason, none at all. don’t worry about it. hey- how’s that douchebag of a boyfriend of yours doing?”

her compliment brought a flush of pink to her cheeks, leaving her downright embarrassed with herself. “um, yeah. I can teach you whenever you’d like. just let me know.” the choice of wording Nadya used to call her boyfriend had made Nicole instantly defensive. it was just the type of person she was in a relationship, always sticking up for her significant other even if it was difficult. “Logan’s fine, thanks for asking. I’ll let him know you’re concerned. so, are we done now?”

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who would u wanna suck off on dash?

“please, it takes me twenty minutes to mentally prepare myself to even put a familiar dick in my mouth. you want me to put some rando’s all up in my personal space? next question.”

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What's your favorite thing about Logan?

“that’s a tough one. I guess my most favorite thing about him would be how caring he is for the people he loves. he’s always there when you need him, whether it’s for something so minuscule or something that you think is more important than the world – he’s there, and he’s not going anywhere. he’s like that with his friends, with his sister, and with me. sometimes I’ll call him over just because I can’t sleep, and he’s with me within minutes without questioning. it’s become a routine to where I can’t even sleep without him. he’s…amazing, and I love him more than I can even try to describe.” 

@loganbransgrove

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printscssa:

she realizes that people don’t have it as easy as her, that not everything is taken care of so quickly in their lives. it’s a guilt she carries a lot, because her family took care of any need or want she could ever have. “i’m sorry,” she says softly with a shake of her head. at the next quip, she looks back up at the other and gives her an almost devious smile. “maybe i was. you’d like it though wouldn’t you?”

“don’t be sorry. it’s not your fault and, there’s nothing wrong with what I’m doing. it’s a quick way to make some money and, i’m good at it.” Nicole grew up comfortably, to say the least. money wasn’t a huge issue, but it was still an argument from time to time. when her grandmothers told her they couldn’t help too much with tuition and all of that, she decided to take matters into her own hands. Nadya’s comment followed by her smile made Nic smile nervously, not quite catching on. “w-why do you say that?”

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ofricky:

@nclbrks

ricky waits rather impatiently, leaned against the hallway wall outside nicolette’s class with his eyes trained on the clock. he let’s out a sigh of relief as soon as the first person exits the classroom, straightening himself up and clearing his throat, watching as each student left the room until he spotted the familiar blonde. “finally,” he said as he caught up with her, walking beside her down the hallway. “listen — have a paper due by 11:59 tonight on immune disorders and i haven’t been to my foundations in meds class in like weeks.” he looks over at the girl beside him pleadingly, jutting out his bottom lip for effect, “and i could reeeeally use your help.”

lab had respectfully kicked her ass. two hours looking at liver cells through a microscope would’ve fascinated her if she hadn’t been doing the same damn thing for the past four days in a row. all she wanted to do was sleep, which was her plan before a familiar face showed up beside her. “hiya Rick--” he had cut her off with his dilemma, but she didn’t have it in her to argue. hearing his plea for help put a shit-eating smirk on her lips. they were friends now after their semester of fighting to the death to be the top of one of their shared classes, but it didn’t hurt to be needed educationally by someone on her level. “of course I’ll help you, Ricky,” she said, nodding. “it would be my pleasure. but, what do you need help on? immune disorders are a piece of cake.”

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printscssa:

“i guess my only real question is why. why do you do it? because if it’s a secret, you’re doing it for some deeper reason than just for the exercise of it.” 

“I need the money to pay off school. this place is expensive and even with my scholarships, I still have a lot to pay off. quid pro quo. why were you there in the first place? stalkin’ me?” she teased.

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gluttcny:

                   ❛ you’re telling me that you DON’T ? jesus, what are your priorities ? ❜ because he’s on to talk about priorities, but he just shrugs his shoulders & takes a sip from his whiskey. ❛ oh, please. you wouldn’t be able to live without me, nic. where else would you get any excitement ? yeah ? well, you could easily be lying — but to answer your question; NO, i haven’t seen it. i’ve been too busy having a life. ❜

“NO, of course I don’t. people who think it’s perfectly okay to be an asshole just because they aren’t getting fucked are gross.” though Finn had no place to be talking about having the best priorities, Nicole decided to keep her mouth shut and steal away his glass of whiskey, taking a quick drink of the amber liquid. “whatever helps you sleep at night. when have I EVER lied to you?” a loud laugh was heard from her mouth, almost dropping the glass in the progress as she held her stomach. “oh, okay. sorry. forgot you had a life of just fucking around. how productive of you.”

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printscssa:

“you’re right, it is a nice thing to do. and i’m generally a very nice person.” she nods a little and gives the blonde a soft smile. “i’ll keep your secret, okay? i know what it’s like to walk around campus with this–” she cuts herself off, looking for the right words. “i know what it’s like to have a secret that can ruin how people look at you.” but she’s still so curious to what the other is doing there, why she does what she does. “can i ask a few questions? since i’m now your secret keeper and all. you can even ask me a few, make it fair. just- just don’t ask me how i know what it feels like okay?” it’s for everyone’s safety.

“I know you’re a nice person, Nadya. that’s why I’m pretty happy that you out of all people are the only person who knows. I mean, it would’ve been better if no one knew, but...beggars can’t be choosers.” though she wanted so hard to believe her secret was safe, it was tough. the girl had nothing to lose in telling people and it wasn’t as if Nicole was giving anything in return for the sworn silence. at least, not yet. the new nickname, “secret keeper”, made Nic want to roll her eyes in response, but instead she gave the black-haired girl a nod. “sure. shoot.”

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addiscns:

“yeah.. not so nice of brad. especially the running away and laughing part.” addison shrugged. “oh– really ?? i’m so sorry, again. i didn’t mean to bother you at all. i will never do it again, promise !! ..yeah, it is kinda early to bring that up, but it’s okay, really.”

“he laughed?? you gotta show me what he looks like so I can fuck him up if I ever see him. trust me, I’ll fight.” Nicole broke out into a small laugh at her feign toughness, the both of them knowing she couldn’t even hurt the smallest of flies. “I was kidding. I was literally sitting on my bed eating cheese puffs and watching House Hunters. that text was the highlight of my night. but that leads me to ask -- is my name saved as Brad on your phone?”

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printscssa:

nadya nearly chokes back a laugh, shaking her head a bit at the other. “and what if i don’t?” she’s curious to see what the other would say. nadya isn’t the type to hold things over a person’s head ( unless you’re finn cooper and that’s fair game ) but this was just too great of an opportunity to pass up. it had been a total accident that nadya saw it, but now that she had- well her father was the man he is and taught her a few things. time to be daddy’s little girl, make him proud ( at least for a little while ). “really, what can you do to me? you’re the one with the nasty secret.”

“excuse me?” going into this conversation, Nicole assumed it would be easy. a simple request followed by a simple agreement, that’s all that had to be done. but NO, Nadya wanted to make things difficult. as to why? Nic wasn’t sure, but she was too close to going into panic mode to sit and think on reasons. “I -- I wasn’t planning on doing anything to you, Nadya. look, I’m not looking for a fight with you. all I’m asking is for your silence because, well, it’s a nice thing to do. it’s not something anyone knows and I’d like to keep it that way.”

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raglawson:

                           resistance is NOT something he was expecting. three years at this school and he still could never quite figure out why people wouldn’t just TAKE ORDERS ( well maybe not everyone was programmed to ). dosen’t mean he has to like it.                    fucking bitch.                             “ well fine. you don’t want to move FINE.” small pause. “ but not a PEEP from your ass complain’ bout shit. i can’t kick you out; you’re don’t get to say shit about what happens here now. don’t say i didn’t warn ya. ”

the day she took an order from a man was the day Nicole would end up DEAD. rolling her eyes, she slumped back down in her chair and looked back down at a notebook that was covered in black ink. “fine.” the last comment he made had her chuckling, still not bothering to look back at him. “yeah, okay. it’s gonna take a LOT of shit from you to make me complain so go ahead. do whatever you think is appropriate in a library.”

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( @printscssa ! )

“I was listening to John Mayer earlier; made me think of you.” Nicole was AWFUL at awkward silences, never being able to say the right thing. did John Mayer and Nadya even have anything in common? “I...fuck, man. I’m just gonna say it. you’re gonna have to keep your mouth shut about what you saw, alright?” not waiting for a response, she gave the other a gentle pat on the shoulder. “see? wasn’t that easy for the both of us? i’m SO relieved we talked.”