precious angel ; devious attitude

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jayclimbs‌

   jayce had originally been dying of boredom at the dance, but now he had something to look forward to. of course he wouldn’t have the heart to tell her who he really was. his cheeks reddened a bit as she took his arm, leading him off to the dance floor. “ or not at all… ” he replied, honestly. he had never even been to a grade school dance before. he thought they were all too stuck-up. once they were on the floor, jayce looked around the room nervously, before finding the courage to look his partner in the face again. “ i-uh… i don’t know what i’m supposed to do right now, and honestly i’m freaking out. “ 

     anastasia assumed the other was joking, and laughed as she led the other through the camper-ridden dance floor, careful not to step on anyone’s feet. when she was pleased with the spot, she turned around to find the male looking...well, like he wasn’t lying about the freaking out, and ana raised an eyebrow as she held back another laugh. ‘ oh, boy. you weren’t kidding,’ she stated, trying to keep her tone as free of judgement as possible. ‘ it’s okay, i’ll show you. here,’ she gently took one of his hands in hers and placed it on her waist as she stepped closer, her own arms coiling around his neck. ‘ and then you just...sway. ’ a quick glance was enough for anastasia to realize that the only other people slow dancing to one of the ridiculous songs being played by the dj were prepubescent campers, but it was the easiest thing she could come up with.

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imessage → thing 2

Jackson: well i've actually never dated for good reason

Jackson: and i might have done something bad

Jackson: what do you mean, Amy's pretty damn cool no?

Anastasia: how bad? should i be worried?

Anastasia: you know im not going to judge, right? you can tell me

Anastasia: i mean..........i don't hate her but if you dont want me to be mean then its better off if i just dont elaborate

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imessage → thing 2

Jackson: more question marks than i would have liked to see

Jackson: but it's Amy

Anastasia: well yeah i'm questioning you

Anastasia: you don't usually date

Anastasia: ...........i mean it could be worse!

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imssg: anastasia

PENNY: the post office told me today that i’m their best client.

PENNY: turns out nobody else online shops from camp? boring.

ANASTASIA: idk whether to congratulate you for that or feel bad honey

ANASTASIA: we need to fix that asap though...online shopping spree when we're not drunk/hungover?

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imessage → thing 2

Jackson: if you think i don't know you then you don't know me

Jackson: i guess that's.. as good as it's gonna get

Jackson: i might be kind of sort of dating someone

Anastasia: i'm sorry what now???????

Anastasia: WHO

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imessage → thing 2

Jackson: It's supposed to mean something that I'm about to tell you but only if you promise not to make any comments about it..? Not bad ones, anyway.

Jackson: will they be able to see anything in the dark?

Jackson: will they be able to see anything?

Anastasia: consider me intrigued but once again do you know me at all

Anastasia: you know i can't promise that

Anastasia: i promise to make an effort, though

Anastasia: ummmmm thats a good point shit maybe just turn the flash on at some point

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imessage → thing 2

Jackson: uh yea so about that

Jackson: maybe it's a moral i've yet to learn?

Jackson: but good I'm pretty stoked for this prank so there's no turning back anymore. we should even get someone to snap a picture

Anastasia: what's that supposed to mean?

Anastasia: even better......we send mimi durand a tip to tell everyone to be on instagram at like 2 am and do a livestream

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imessage → thing 2

Jackson: well i was just making sure. you went soft when you actually dated him so who knows? 😏

Jackson: hey i know you the best out of everyone don't even try

Anastasia: and we both know how that turned out

Anastasia: moral of the story is i'm never going soft again, least of all now that i get some revenge

Anastasia: hmmmmm debatable

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imessage → thing 2

Jackson: so this whole prank at the dance thing

Jackson: you're not gonna grow a heart later and feel bad about it, are you?

Anastasia: me????? a heart??? never.

Anastasia: seriously when have i ever felt bad about anything like do you know me at all

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—– ⟢ @rosiemcannons  ⦂ ⋰ * ✧

     anastasia didn’t even attempt to hide her disgust as she sorted through rosie’s clothes, occasionally tossing an item to the floor with some kind of remark that indicated that the item belonged in a trash can, the depths of hell, or on a grandmother. ‘ honey, maybe you should’ve bought yourself some taste instead of all this trash,’ she said with a laugh, slightly masking the harsh truth of her words. she wouldn’t consider rosie her friend, but the other didn’t quite seem to understand that anastasia wasn’t fully joking when she let out passive aggressive comments about rosie’s wardrobe or sometimes even the girl herself. ‘ yeah, no, this won’t do. good thing you’re pretty and i can work wonders with glam makeup, because i’m not finding anything good in your closet. ’

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matucs

standing there, staring straight into anastasia’s eyes, theo had to admit it to himself: he definitely hadn’t forgotten one bit of her role in that emotionally-laden summer. her attempts to emotionally manipulate him and, more unforgivably, prey on lola when she was vulnerable were still fresh in his mind. he normally enjoyed dancing, physical contact, and reconciliation. but in that moment, he was struggling not to cringe. her smile seemed so plastic – that could’ve been his preconceived notions, though. “ ah, well, working behind the scenes is noble in its own way. ” at least from what he knew of her, she seemed to prefer the spotlight, not the shadows. again, he thought, preconceived notions. 

he shrugged one shoulder, swaying a little in place. “ not much. ” untrue, but what else would he tell her ?? “ i finished my first year at ucla. learned some, had a good time. ” his tone was mild, his smile muted, but wide enough to fool anyone who didn’t know him well. “ how about you ?? i’m sure you were in bigger and better places than stillwater before this summer. ” from his expression to the pitch of his voice, everything about his demeanor screamed politeness. for theo, though, such an absence of warmth indicated passive aggressiveness.

     she was highly aware of the fact that whatever tension existed between them was completely her fault, but anastasia was far too proud to admit it out loud, much less apologize for her wrongdoings --- they were little more than slip ups in her point of view. when she and lola fought, exposing anastasia’s most vile side, she greatly underestimated the effect her words would have --- she fucked up, and in doing so, she ruined one of her most valued friendships. but rather than attempt to fix her mistakes, ana tried to turn a blind eye to them. she tried to make herself look good, treating theo like a pawn in the process. he’d done nothing wrong, and admitting that to herself as they danced --- or, rather, awkwardly swayed in front of a group of campers --- made her stomach sink. anastasia rarely felt guilt, she mostly tended to brush away her mistakes and quickly move on from them to act like they never happened, but here was one of them with his hands on her hips and a demeanor that wasn’t the one that theo was known for. anastasia was thrown back into reality when theo returned the question, and though her smile briefly faltered, ana quickly snapped back into character. ‘ ooh, ucla! i was in college too --- i’m a business major so i’m not sure about the whole bigger and better thing. but it has its own charm. ’

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—– ⟢ @dxddyorion  ⦂ ⋰ * ✧

     snippets of conversation she’d managed to overhear had been enough for anastasia to rethink the way she acted around orion. always one to think of herself before anything else, and to try to twist everything to work out in her favor, orion had been the perfect way to satiate her materialistic desires --- more than a person, she’d seen him as a wallet from the moment they met, with an added bonus here and there. anastasia had assumed that there was nothing more to him than that, but hearing him speak harsh truths made the rare pang of guilt appear in her, her stomach sinking. of course, when she used people as often as she did, anastasia assumed that they wouldn’t be happy about it, but she’d never heard their perspective, or cared to hear it for that matter. yet seeing orion’s humanity --- or, rather, overhearing it --- made her want to make a change. of course, she wouldn’t expose the fact that she’d been listening in by apologizing. an apology from anastasia was rare, and a sincere one even more so. but she could try to get to know more than his money, and hope it’d be enough.

     spotting orion at the dance, anastasia walked up to him with a drink in each hand and flashed him a smile as her eyes met his --- not the coy smirk she often wore around him, but a friendly, approachable expression that showed no ulterior motives. ‘ hey. so, how are you finding your first dance? cute? incredibly cheesy? ’

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jayclimbs‌

   jayce had been contemplating leaving the dance all together. he never really fit in with the crowd that went to dances, being labeled as the nerd earlier on in his life. he was scouting out the crowd gathered at the dance already, taking a quick sip from a flask he had hidden in his coat pocket as someone approached him pretty quick. before he knew it she was talking to him. the same girl he’d known when he was sixteen. ❛ oh. okay then… i’m not shy, dancing’s just not really my thing. ❜ what the hell was he supposed to say to her? ‘hey you rejected me when we were sixteen! you still look super hot!’ fuck that. he was gonna play it cool.

     she could’ve sworn something about him was vaguely familiar, but anastasia wasn’t about to make a fool of herself by asking him. she valued her pride too much to put it on the line for anyone, especially someone she didn’t know. no, she simply feigned innocence and raised an eyebrow at him, a witty response already leaving her lips. ‘ that just means you’ve been doing it wrong,’ she said playfully, a hand gently wrapping around his bicep to lead him towards the dance floor with her. ‘ or maybe you’ve just had the wrong partners. until now. ’ her flirting was obvious, and anastasia didn’t even bother to make eye contact as she tugged on his arm, hoping he’d follow.

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matucs

usually, theo was unfailingly warm and accommodating. but ever since two summers ago, when anastasia had attempted to turn his loyalties against lola, he’d been constantly wary of her. perhaps even a little scared of her. he resisted the urge to tense when her fingers made contact with his shoulders. instead, he hesitantly settled his hands on her hips, feeling strangely transported back to middle school. he hadn’t danced this awkwardly with someone in years. “ i’m not terrible at slow dancing, ” he joked weakly, a closed-mouth smile concealing his gritted teeth. this was so bizarre that it was almost amusing. almost. “ it’s been a long time since i’ve even been near you at a midsummer lights, though. ” 

     despite the kids’ excited oohs and aahs, anastasia didn’t know which one of them was more uncomfortable. as she looked up at theo, a false giggle leaving glossy lips to keep the campers unsuspecting, she realized that was a lie --- it was definitely theo. a lifetime of putting on the front of an icy queen bee whose worries weaknesses were all but nonexistent, of a shallow girl with no ambitions but tearing down those around her, had taught her how to act like nothing was wrong. or, in this case, like the boy an arm’s length away from her wasn’t the very boy she’d reduced to a pawn in her games two summers ago. at his remark about slow dancing, ana had to stifle a laugh --- compared to anyone older than fifteen, the two of them probably looked like there was an invisible wall keeping them apart. not like she had any desire to step closer, and she highly doubted that theo was any different. she had to bite her tongue to keep herself from letting out some witty remark about avoiding anything vaguely reminiscent of lola like it was the plague, but instead plastered on another innocent smile. ‘ yeah, well, there’s lots to do. i’ve been helping out with the behind the scenes stuff these past couple of years, ’ she lied. ‘ but it’s okay. we were bound to run into each other sooner or later. so, what have you been up to? ’

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matucs

「 for @ofanastvsia ! 」

as the small huddle of campers gazed at anastasia and theo, eyes wide and grins mischievous, theo could feel his resolve crumbling. he was far too exhausted and soft-hearted to diplomatically talk his way out of the situation. “ alright, alright. ” sighing a little, he turned to the brunette. “ i guess i owe you a dance, then. ” his tone was courteous, his expression betraying only a hint of his reluctance. 

     anastasia never expected to want to dance with theo. it wasn’t often that her attempts to charm someone into being close to her failed --- a bat of her eyelashes, some flattery and a few acts of kindness were usually enough. but theo had been the exception to the rule, and some tension between the two of them still lingered. the kids were blissfully unaware of that as they insisted on the pair sharing a dance, though, and even though she was as hesitant as the other, anastasia knew lola had to be around somewhere and her gaze would have to turn to her and theo sooner or later. she put on a fake smile as she stepped closer to theo and placed her hands on his shoulders --- maybe she could just pretend this was someone else. ‘ i guess you do. show me your moves, matua. ’

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----- ⟢ @jayclimbs  ⦂ ⋰ * ✧    

     after following three different makeup tutorials to achieve the look she was going for and slipping into the gown a particularly close friend of hers had sent to her, anastasia was absolutely feeling herself the night of the dance. her usual confidence was certainly aided by the shots of alcohol she’d done before joining the party. so when she spotted a particularly handsome figure she’d seen around the camp, anastasia wasted no time and, as the speakers played a song she could dance rather than cringe to, tapped on the presumed stranger’s shoulder as her lips curled into an inviting smile. ‘ so, i don’t think i’ve seen you around here. but it’s a dance, so you should probably be out on the dance floor. i can join you if you’re feeling shy. ’

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imssg. ✉ ana & alex

alex: yeeeeet whered u get it??

alex: do u even have to ask lmao of course i am

anastasia: i have my ways

anastasia: amazing i knew i could count on you! are we turning up before, during or after the dance?

anastasia: cause if theyre gonna play some ridiculous shit like cotton eye joe i need to be buzzed or im gonna punch the dj