coffee or tea • early bird or night owl • chocolate or vanilla • spring or fall • silver or gold • pop or alternative • freckles or dimples • snakes or sharks • mountains or fields • thunderstorm or lightning • egyptian mythology or greek mythology • ivory or scarlet • flute or lyre • eyes or lips • witch or fairy • opal or diamond • butterflies or honeybees • macarons or eclairs • typewritten or handwritten • secret garden or secret library • rooftop or balcony • spicy or mild • opera or ballet • london or paris • vincent van gogh or claude monet • denim or leather • potions or spells • ocean or desert • masquerade ball or cocktail party
“Ooo, always start with the bribe of the smoothie.” Daphne mused, pulling her pose back into place. “I’d stay still for– I mean not a century or anything dramatic like that, but at least a good three hours for a free smoothie. Spinach and mango? –Unf– don’t have to tell me twice.” She laughed. Sure she could sit still for a long duration of time but this long? It had already felt like ages. “Make me look pensive. When they find your early work, I’d wanna be compared to the Mona Lisa.” She teased gently.
“If I started with the smoothie bribe then I would have nothing to offer you now,” he countered, turning his pencil diligently between his fingers as he continued to sketch the girl in front of him. Although Nev’s focus was mainly on the drawing he had caught her small rant about smoothies and it made him laugh as well. “Or i could give you snakes for hair and they can compare you to medusa, which sounds like a lot more fun to me,” Nev smiled at her from behind the canvas, finishing up his last few marks before putting down his pencil. “Okay, ‘m done.” he let out a sigh of relief before grabbing the canvas and turning it around so she could see. “Worth half an hour and a smoothie?”
“Standing still isn’t in my nature; I like moving and I’m starting to get antsy,” she huffed dramatically, resisting the strong urge to start bouncing on the balls of her feet. “When did I agree to this anyway? I came in here to work on my own sketches and somehow, I’m the subject of yours– how does that work?” The words were teasing and the question was a rhetorical one, of course. ‘Are you bribing me with sweet things because I’m a girl and you think that’ll work?” she joked, suppressing a grin as she attempted to stay as still as possible, so as not to mess up his masterpiece. “But fine, you get five more minutes. Any second longer than that though, and I’m gonna start doing jumping jacks.”
“because you like to help people, even if you don’t want to admit it,” Jess was definitely stubborn among other things, but he felt that deep down there was much more to her than that, and even if there wasn’t he liked her reactions. “No, I’m bribing you with sweet things because that’s what I would want to be bribed with,” If the tables had been turned of course. “Jumping Jacks? Well now I’m gonna have to take more than five minutes, you just played yourself there, jess.” The british boy chuckled, taking his last couple of minutes to finish the drawing before he finally finished. “Okay, you wanna see?”
Out of all of the things that Nev enjoyed doing in his free time Drawing was definitely at the top of his list. His electives were filled with assorted music and art classes, yet he still couldn’t get enough. When he wasn’t writing music he was either drawing or painting somewhere, occasionally even graffiting around the school grounds. “It’s not going to turn out good if ya don’t stand still. ‘M Almost done,” Although he drew a lot it was mostly doodles and landscapes, so he was trying to get better at portraits which meant he needed some test subjects. “Give me like five more minute’s ‘nd i’ll buy you a smoothie.” He offered, peering around the canvas.
Aniston pulled her cheer bag over her shoulder and walked across the quad. It had been a fun cheer practice but her body was extremely sore. Between the cheer team, the swim team, and student government, she was convinced she would end up passing out sooner or later but she loved everything she did. She knew she wouldn’t change anything for the world no matter how busy and hectic her life was. She felt her phone buzz, looking down she rolled her eyes when she noticed it was her mother texting her. She read over the text and as usual it was her mother was getting on her about practically everything. She stated to type back when she felt another body collide against her, knocking her out of her thoughts. She jumped back, her cheer bag falling to the ground. “Woah, i’m so sorry” she exclaimed as she looked at the person in front of her, “That was totally my bad, i was not paying attention” she explained, feeling a bit embarrassed of her clumsiness.
As the weather began to get nicer Nivesh found himself spending more and more time outside. Being from one of the rainiest parts of England he really enjoyed the weather in America. having smoked before leaving his room he was a little more dazed than he probably should have been, but that had never stopped him before. In what seemed like a matter of seconds his thoughts were interrupted when the petite girl crashed into him. “Shit,” the tan boy exclaimed, catching the girl in his arms. He had been slightly upset by her action at first, but when he looked down at her he couldn’t help but smile. “Don’t worry about it, babe” Nev laughed, helping her stand back up before reaching down to grab her cheer bag. “ This bag is pretty heavy, whatd’ya got in here, bricks?” gently he shook the bag before handing it back over to her. “No wonder you tripped,”
Sat at the back of the classroom, Roxie sat upon the table as she used an envelope opener that she found on the teacher’s desk to etch her initials into the wood of the window pane. She felt the presence of someone else standing nearby and gave a small sigh. “What?” She asked without removing her eyes from her artwork.
“Nothin’“ he replied quickly, leaning over her to see what it was that she was drawing. Nev was a bit of an artist himself, so the way she had been concentrating made him curious. When he realized it was just her initials he was slightly disapointed, but played along anyways. “Have you ever thought about doing tattoos? you’re pretty good.”
( ZAYN MALIK, CISMALE, HE/HIM ) I, NIVESH SALID am a SCHOLARSHIP student and would hereby like to submit my application to Kingswood Boarding School. I am SEVENTEEN years old and will be a SENIOR I would describe myself as HARD WORKING and CREATIVE, but also SHORT TEMPERED and A LONER which I plan to work on during my time here. This is my request to join the HENRY building as a house MEMBER and look forward to hearing back from you.
BACKGROUND INFORMATION:
Nivesh is from a small town outside of London, England.
he has two younger sisters, and one older sister who are his best friends.
has a bad boy vibe going on with his tattoos, smoking, etc, but don’t let him fool you. underneath that he is a pure bread mama’s boy.
he prefers to be called Nev over his full name, but as long as you say it right he won’t stop you.
nev is at kingswood on a music scholarship. he can play the piano and sing like a mf angel, but doesn’t do much singing in front of other people.
soccer has been his passion since he was old enough to walk, even though music has taken the number one spot he still plays.
nivesh also posts original songs on sound cloud under a fake name, maybe if you’re lucky he’ll let you listen.
he doesn’t sell weed per say? but if you need it he’ll get you some.
WANTED CONNECTIONS:
hookups - he’s highkey a fuckboy so bust down thotiana.
smoking buddies - someone who gets high with him all the time
music buddies - someone he writes, or produces music with?? maybe they help each other out? idk
literally anything else, please hmu and love my baby down because...well, look at him.
Since her and her father weren’t on the best of terms, and Nev was off at college now, she needed to get her mind off things and stop relying on her boyfriend to entertain her. She had gotten a job as a waitress, surprisingly, and wanted to show off her uniform. “Are you ready?” she called, fixing a few things before waiting for his response. She hadn’t told him anything about the job, so seeing his reaction was nerve-wracking. In fact, she hadn’t told anyone.
Since the school that nev was so close to rosemary it wasn’t unusual for her to randomly pop into his dorm, but her wanting to surprise him with a new ‘outfit,” at eleven am was a bit more on the unusual side. “Rosemary, I’ve seen you naked a million times at some point it doesn’t really count as a surprise anymore. Though it doesn’t make me love it any less.” Nev laughed before nodding his head. “I’m ready, baby girl,” once he had opened his eyes he realised that he hadn’t actually been ready. This was not at all what he was expecting. “What is this? Are we role playing now,”
“I’ll make sure no one interrupts us, you know.” But she wouldn’t let him lose his job. “And you’re always welcome here. We can have sleepovers.” Rose opened her mouth in fake-offense at the title brat, giving him a quick kiss before getting up. “Who’re you calling a brat, brat?” she asked, raising her brows down at him. “This brat was going to kick Kenzie out of the room whenever you come over, but I’m just going to have to make you deal with being cock blocked for the rest of the year after that comment.”
“Sleepovers? with pillow fights and hair braiding and everything?” He was actually pretty good at braiding hair thanks to his little sisters. “That does not help your argument, babe,” he rolled over onto his back again, with a light chuckle. “This is Mackenzie’s room too, you can’t just kick her out all the time. I have a whole place to myself, which is even better. You can just come over there,”
A smile played her lips, but she couldn’t hide it as it started to grow. The happiness she got from the combination of kisses, physical touch, and the news that she’d be able to see him as much as she wanted was something that she couldn’t hide - especially from him. “I can have you all to myself, then? No interruptions?”
“technically I’ll be working, so there might be some interruptions, but I will be there for the whole school day on Monday, Wednesday, Friday, and until noon on Tuesday and Thursday,” He pulled away enough that he could look at his girlfriend and placed a soft kiss on her lips. “and I’m always just a building away now.” Though it might look suspicious having rosemary come to his room all the time, he wasn’t an actual teacher or anything, so it didn’t really matter, at least to him. “Are you ready to go see your surprise, brat.” he grinned, running his thumb gently over her cheek.
