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     ĘÉŞęą á´á´Ęá´É´á´ęą Ęá´á´ á´Ęá´Ąá´Ęęą ęąá´ÉŞá´ á´Ęá´á´ Ęá´ á´Ąá´ęą Ęá´á´É´É˘ á´É´á´ Ęá´ á´ ÉŞá´ É´'á´ Ęá´á´ĘĘĘ á´É´á´á´Ą á´É´Ęá´Ęɪɴɢ á´ĄĘá´É´ ÉŞá´ á´á´á´á´ á´á´ ĘÉŞę°á´ and whatnot. that was also something that evan thought was complete and utter bullshit. just because he was nineteen, fairly young, didnât mean he didnât know shit or having experienced crap himself. after his parents decided to split, evan had been extremely angry and reacted accordingly. some might think he was being childish, while others could completely understand his reaction. he knew, deep down, that his look on love and relationships, had been messed up because of them. and how his mother had cheated on his dad. that had been one of the reasons why he was so angry with his mother too. if it hadnât been for that fact, then things probably would have been different.Â
     Ęá´ĘĘɪɴɢ ĘÉŞęą á´Ęá´ęą, á´á´ á´É´ á´Ęá´á´á´Ęá´á´ á´á´ á´ĄĘá´á´ á´á´Ęá´ á´ĘÉŞá´ ęąá´ÉŞá´ . â alright, well, i will definitely try and think of something to name him then, okay? how about that? â he said and shrugged casually, looking over at the dark-haired female who said everyone had a cool nickname for their best friend in their phones. â oh yeah? well, if you havenât talked to him before, you definitely should. heâs a good guy. â evan would share his best friend with others, but if anyone decided to try and steal him off him? thereâs be hell to pay.Â
     â ęąá´á´á´ęą ĘÉŞá´á´ á´ Ęá´á´ á´ę° ɢɪĘĘęą Ęá´Ęá´ Ęá´á´ á´. â he furrowed his eyebrows at that, before shaking his head in the process. â itâs ridiculous, how guys, and girls for that matter, seem to think they can just act like assholes and get away with it. why not just be up-front about shit and be honest from the get go, right? â he said and shrugged casually. laughing softly, â is that what youâre gonna put me in your phone as? wonder boy? â he questioned teasingly as his brown eyes stayed locked with hers. thatâs your name on my phone or it will be once i change it. every meg needs her wonder boy. he rolled his eyes and laughed softly. evan bit his lip and looked at her for a second, when she kissed him once more, this time the kiss lingered for longer. a few things, huh? he pulled her close to the wall, and once they got there, he pressed her up against the wall while his hands pressed against the wall behind her. show me then. he was well aware of their surroundings but he really didnât care.Â
cordelia carstairs, the girl who had to grow up too fast. ever since she was little all that sheâs ever known is how to take care of others. her father had never been in the picture, and her mother confessed that she didnât even know who he could even be. the times when she was wild and having sex with many men had spurred one such pregnancy. life was simple, day in and day out, but there were far too many hardships for her to count. there were times when she didnât know if they could eat tomorrow, if they would get evicted. cordeliaâs mother had become a very sickly woman, refusing to take care of herself, so cordelia took it upon herself to do so. she uses humor to deflect emotion, a wall to lessen any blow to her being, to stop from remembering the sleepless nights, the many jobs she worked just so they could have food on the table. all the while she had to watch her mother wither away, and sadly the woman didnât get to see her graduate. cordelia is alone in the world, trying to find where she fits in, if she even does at all.
âcool,â the girl mused as she glanced over his expression, feeling the need to kiss him again and again. âi definitely will, iâm in the market to at least make some friends. canât really have a pizza part all by myself without feeling pathetic,â she laughed. âalthough all that pizza does sound amazing so iâll think about it.â cor giggled.
âbecause people are afraid to be their honest selves. throughout the early years in life not many get to be who they are so they repress things, create a facade that fits much better in the world. being mean and douchey is easy, but true strength comes in the form of kindness.â cordelia said as her fingers splayed throughout muscle, feeling the heat from his body. âtotally wonder boy, and i canât wait to put you in a hercules costume, iâll wear something purple that you can rip off of me.â her words were tantalizing and true, and her fingers began to draw circles across his bare skin as she discarded her own shirt. his lips were magnetic as he felt herself pulling forward, not wanting a moment to breathe as she kissed him sweetly and feverishly, exploring his mouth entirely.