You never get me.

. So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was a hurricane.

[ohdangerousgirl]

“Hey now, I’m not bad with guys. I’m friends with plenty of guys.” She said defensively, glaring at Vidia just a little as she pulled herself up so she was sitting a little bit straighter. “I guess it’s a little bit of both though…”

Picking up her ice tea from the garden table Vidia took a long sip of it before putting it down and sizing up the brunette, complete with defiant glare. Slowly she watched it slip from her face, the furrowed brow giving way to a concerned straight expression. “Trouble in boyland? Wow. Do tell.” Signalling to the waiter, Vidia gestured to bring over another ice tea for her friend, before shifting in her chair to look straight at Fawn with an intrigued grin.

[ohdangerousgirl]

“It seems to be the burning question on everyone’s lips, and from people’s reactions at my answer, it usually takes most a while. Some people are just lazy.”

“That’s because most people have shit conversation and bend over backwards to be polite. It’s sad honestly. Hate to break it to you Salt and Shake most people are lazy, it goes with being a young adult. We are the Netflix, JustEat, drivethru Starbucks generation.”

[aspunkasnyx]

“Don’t be ridiculous, ofcourse I’ve unpacked! It’s just not useful having large boxes all around the room.”

[ohdangerousgirl]

“Good to know. God you’re more salty than large McDonalds french fries.”

[ohdangerousgirl]

As Vidia talked, Rex stretched out his legs in turn, massaging the tendons. “I’d hug you or something but as you’ve probably notice I’m quite sweaty and also probably at least a little bit smelly. Being the lovely young lady you are, I can’t imagine you’d want that over your clothes,” Her dedication always managed to bring a smile to his face. “That sounds like quite a you thing actually. I forget how feisty you are sometimes.” Rex laughed, running a hand though his hair. He took a breathe and stretched back before turning to her with a smile. “So, how is my favourite, Vidia?”

Vidia laughed, wiggling her eyebrows. “On the contrary I would love that all over my clothes. Couldn’t sell those ones though, I really like this shirt and jacket they are Saint Laurent.” She added. “Yeah well, you know me. I like to keep thing interesting.” Mirroring his movements she kicked back, stretching out her legs in front of her and shifting her weight to her hands either side behind her. “I’ve been good.” She replied stifling the little flip in her stomach as she heard the pronoun ‘my’ used in the same sentence as her own name. “Broke up with Hook...well he broke up with me...via text message. I’m planning on chloroforming him actually, unless you can think of something a little nastier to which I am all ears. How are you anyway, light of my life?” She joked.

[ohdangerousgirl]

“V! It’s nothing–.. I’m just tired, s’all.” He rubbed the side of head before quickly rushing to fix his hair before the bruise on his neck appeared in her vision. “I’m fine, I’m totally fine, I swear.” He smirked. “I’m not lying, honestly.”

Her blue eyes narrowed at him scrupulously as she examined his face for any trace of a lie or anything out of the ordinary. His strange actions in concealing his neck prompted her focus to shift there, revealing a dark patch that stood out amongst the pale skin. “What the hell is that?” Quickly she made for his shirt pulling the neck of it down exposing an angry bruise. “Dude is that a hickey or is that not a hickey? Who are you screwing?”

[ohdangerousgirl]

“Yeah, yeah. Whatever.” Fawn replied with a shrug if her shoulders as she slumped into the chair. “Nice to see you too and all, Vidia.” In spite of her sarcastic tone, Fawn was actually kind of happy to see Vidia. In some odd way, the two were actually friends, even if their friendship was largely based on snark and denial. “And I don’t sound like a seventies horror villian.”

“Well...” Raising her eyebrows as she turned the page of her book she added “That’s debatable really isn’t it.” Turning to her friend she gave her more of her attention. “So why are you heavy breathing anyway Brows? Have you been running away from wild animals again, or is it just plain good ol’ human interaction that’s got you startled. The boy kind I presume, you’re okay with girls.”

[the-lucky-redden-blog]

“—..Huh, it’s nothing.”

[ohdangerousgirl]

Impulsively Vidia hit the boy over the side of the head, causing him to wince slightly then proceed to overact. “Lie to me again and I’ll give you something to really whine about. What’s the matter?”

[ohdangerousgirl]

As Vidia swiped the towel as soon as he was finished with it, Rex pulled a face although immediately laughed and grinned straight afterwards. “I’m just glad I got my football helmet back,” He said, in reference to her taking the towel. “I’ve got other towels, don’t worry. I just hope that one had enough sweat for you,” Rex laughed again. “So Vidia, how’d you get back here this time?” He didn’t mind her really. Her adoration for him only fuelled his ego, which naturally he’d never complain about.

“For now.” She replied quickly. “The minute you stop playing football here I expect that autographed and returned.” Sitting down next to him she grinned, raising her eyebrows playfully. “I am your biggest fan after all.” Sometimes Vidia couldn’t tell how much of her Rex obsession was a joke and honestly how much of it was genuine. Most of the things she did were honestly to make him laugh but in all honesty she did really idolise him, but then again the poster of him in her wardrobe was enough for people to get that really. Immediately Vidia pulled a face. “Really?” She laughed. “Just because you make me into a ball of mush does not mean I am a ball of mush.” She shrugged nonchalantly. “Told him rather he let me in or I chloroform him at a later date and drop him somewhere unfamiliar with a couple of hungry dogs Hunger Games style. Walked straight in.”

[ohdangerousgirl]

“Your sarcasm is as unappreciated as ever, Vidia.” Fawn sighed, rolling her eyes. “If you’re so bothered, why don’t you leave?”

Slamming down her copy of Lolita, Vidia looked over to Fawn, her pale blue eyes narrowing slowly as they bore into the fellow petite brunette. “Because Nabokov and I were here first Brows, that’s why. If anyone is leaving it’s you.” Admittedly a part of her was happy to see Fawn, the two hadn’t spoken in a long time but their friendship aesthetic was angsty, in denial, hilarious and full of jibes and as a result there was no room for kindness and mushy reunions. Opening her book, Vidia attempted to look disinterested in Fawn. “If you need a seat, please feel free to sit in that empty chair...” She nodded to the one opposite her. “...and stop wandering around and breathing like a seventies horror villain with asthma.”

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[cressidahs]

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[ohdangerousgirl]

He rose an eyebrow at the thought, smirking as he pulled the rest of what was left of his shirt off, doing the same to hers. “And now we’re even.” He replied with a kiss, chuckling against her lips as his hands began to pull her pants down. “Oh I know I can, no question.” He assured, Jack moving his lips back to hers aggressively. “Any other elite to your liking?”

Raising her eyebrow Vidia looked at all the burst buttons down the front of her shirt. “That’s a Ralph Lauren shirt you twat, I’m gonna have to sew all them back on.” She laughed kicking her skinny jeans away as he pulled them down. “Erm, no, I don’t mind to be honest. Whatever you think is best, you can be the boss daddy you can be the boss.” Mentally she congratulated herself for working in a Lana Del Rey lyric to a conversation before shaking her head slightly before kissing him again. “What’s it like being with a younger woman anyway? Two whole years. I was a daisy fresh girl before I met you.” She joked.

[ohdangerousgirl]

The menacing smirk that often etched itself across Yzma’s face was only illuminated by the soft glow of her cigarette, of which she took a deep drag from. “I aim to please,” she laughed, with only a hint of sarcasm dripping through her tone. “First of all, my schemes are not ‘crazy’. They are misunderstood, and often go haywire, despite being of genius creation. Secondly, the short answer, is ‘yes’.”

Rolling her eyes Vidia pulled a face at her friend. “You know what I mean, pull the lever Kronk and all that business.” Wrinkling her nose briefly she allowed herself the stray thought of wandering the whereabouts of Yzma’s handsome yet dimwitted friend. “Where is the meat head anyway? Actually it doesn’t matter, marvellous darling.” Vidia replied quickly, straightening herself up. “I’m all ears.”

[ohdangerousgirl]

He fiddled with his beer, thinking over his past few weeks. “We should do this more often. It’s nice to get out. Even if you do make me buy your drinks.” He nudged her playfully in the shoulder before taking a sip of his drink. “Things have been a bit weird honestly. Mocha- well you know- the whole loving someone thing still fucking sucks. But she’s her, ya know? She came by the other day and it was so familiar and homey that it hurt. I started dealing a few months back, so money’s been alright.” He laughed a little thinking about it. “Sometimes I get the ones who’ve never tried anything before, and they’re so adamant that they know what they want.” He finished his second bottle, his fingers starting to tingle but on the whole unaffected. “What about you? Break anyone’s heart lately? Or face I suppose?”

“Yeah, well I think so. It’ll be nice to associate with people who don’t put me into the emergency wing due to a ranging case of appendicitis.” Frowning  briefly in jest the brunette cracked a smile. “I don’t make you pay for them. It’s not my fault you don’t like seeing me thirsty, I can not be blamed for that and I won’t be either.” Looking over at him as she sipped her beer intermittently Vidia listened to him speak about Mocha, taking a moment every so often to nod and make back channeling noises such as “hmm” and “um” to reassure him she was listening. “Are you and her a thing now or are you guys doing what you’ve done before?” Zero and Mocha were a strange couple, they obviously had a lot of feelings for one another but to quote a Katy Perry song they were frequently hot and cold, at least that what it seemed like to onlookers. She fell silent for a moment mulling over her own love life whilst she faced forward and looked out to the people playing pool towards the end of the bar. “Well things have been odd for me in that area. Hook text messaged break-uped me, I think I still like him but I have too much respect to go there and I’m pretty sure he has a thing for Wendy Darling.” She glared at the beer in her hand, taking a sip of it before speaking again. “Guess I was a stop gap. Anyway now I’m exercising my right to do what I want when I want which includes who I want if I want to. I’m not actively seeking out one night stands but I’m letting things happen when I feel like it...like with Jack Skellington.” 

[rex-ralph-blog]

Rex was sweaty as hell, chest rising and falling quickly with each breath. “Throw me that towel?” He asked, grabbed it and wiped his face before finally looking at them. “SO, how can I help?”

[ohdangerousgirl]

Throwing Rex the towel Vidia aimed to clothes line the boy with it, throwing it with great force and knocking him in the side of the head with it. “Whoops.” Stifling a laugh, she stood next to him patently allowing him to wipe his face with it before taking it away again and putting in her bag, mentally wondering how much she could sell it for on eBay or if she had any more room in her collection to keep it for herself. 

[ohdangerousgirl]

The memory caused something of a sardonic grin to etch itself across Jafar’s face. “I’d claim it as a solid fifty-fifty,” he chuckled; recalling images from the party. It was during his first year in America, and with Jafar being his temperamental self, the result of violence was never uncommon. It was of a ‘pre-Luke’ era— a time often neglected during Jafar’s (oh-so occasional) recollections of his boarding school career. “Are you claiming to be any better?” He questioned with a raised of the eyebrows. “All you managed to do was laugh at that ‘poor bastard’. Besides, it’s not like he died. He’s probably endured many worse nights of alcohol poisoning and liver failure.” Jafar sniggered to himself. “That image is permanently burned into my mind, and it is truly terrifying. The day I trust you with a guardian role over a collective group of students, is the day I pray to Allah for the downfall of mankind.” He raised his hands to his ears, and hummed “الله أَكْبَر,” if only to accentuate his claim. “How many times must I tell you, do not address me by that fucking name, Vidia.”

“Oh you would.” She scoffed dismissively. “No I’m not, I laughed and slow clapped while his friends looked to me with panic for help.” Vidia shook her head and laughed, their faces were priceless, complete horror ‘aren’t you going to do something’ pasted all over them. Of course she did do something but he was right she had just laughed.”I am in no position to deny that, I mean I’m all for trying to drown students I frankly find it hilarious and any time you want to do that again please fell free to drop me a text message. That’s if you’re not watching ‘American Music School’ that is. How did you even find that? Did Lucky make you watch it because I really can’t see that being something on your ‘suggested’ section of Netflix.” 

“I think everyone thinks that though and that’s why Minnie nor Mickey have never asked me to help out with any bridging events...” She paused for a second in thought. “...come to think of it neither have Aaric or Maleficent? Missing out though I’m great with the mini Queens and Nightmares, Charlie Cheshire thought I was the shit. I might set up a training school, god knows the next generation should be more exciting than this load of pathetic saps.” Scrunching up her nose, Vidia furrowed her brows at him. “Dude that’s been your name since 5ever it’s not going to suddenly stop, it’s the price of being my friend. You get a weird name, you get hate, you get my help with evil plots, it’s all in the pamphlet.” 

[ohdangerousgirl]

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