peyton of the house mccormick

I'm bad at love, but you can't blame me for trying. Nash native. Lover of cats. Studiohead. Raised on the road. Daddy's girl with Momma's looks. Coffee before talkie.

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freckledbreccan:

 “Not my thing I guess.”

“Is that because you don’t want to, or you don’t like to?”

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dontcallmelexi:

 “Midterms.” Lex mused with a quick roll of her eyes, pushing her notebook farther away. “It’s just that time of year.” She reached down and grabbed a mandarin orange from her backpack and started peeling it. “I’m pretty positive I didn’t actually learn anything in this class, how am I supposed to be tested on it?”

“Ew, I definitely feel your pain.” Peyton bit her lip, watching the girl. “Professors who can’t actually teach are the worst.”

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@palermoviv

“Hey,” Peyton said as she neared the counter, acting mildly surprised to see Vivian. It wasn’t like she’d purposefully scanned the front desk when she walked in, taking an extra beat or two to see if Viv was there. Tucked inside the back cover of the bottom book of her stack was a sticky note that Peyton had carefully thought about over and over, finally deciding to go for it. It rested over the barcode, impossible to be ignored. She slid the three books across the counter. “They also said one of the books I put on hold was in, but the voicemail Edith left didn’t happen to include the title.”

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freckledbreccan:

“Well both my parents, and my older sister are freckled, so it wasn’t really a shot in the dark.”

“True, but what if you’d been some kind of mold-breaker?”

[dontcallmelexi]

“This is ridiculous.” Lex said aloud from her corner where she was studying, pulling her headphones out of her ears in a huff. “Sorry.” She looked up to realize her exclamation had been louder than intended as several people turned their heads to look at her, a slight attitude in her voice as she returned her headphones to her ears. 

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“What’s ridiculous?” Peyton was walking by, honestly, and hadn’t planned to talk to anyone but she was unable to deny this girl her right to vent. The library was a place for all sorts of people, and Peyton was suddenly very curious as to what this girl could be referring to. Sliding into the chair next to the girl, Peyton glanced at her corner, taking it all in.

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freckledbreccan:

 “It means freckled in Irish.” Breccan motioned to his face. “So obviously my rentals were spot on.”

“Really? Man, it’s lucky for them that you ended up with freckles. Otherwise, that would have been a risky move.”

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freckledbreccan:

 “Peyton, like Manning!” Breccan smiled. “Nice.”

“Exactly like that, yeah,” she replied. “Thanks. Yours is pretty unique.”

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freckledbreccan:

 “You do?” Breccan’s eyes lit up. “I’m Breccan.” He extended his hand as an introduction. “Let’s be friends.”

“You bet!” She laughed a little, shaking his hand. “Pleasure to meet you, Breccan. I’m Peyton.”

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freckledbreccan:

 “I like receiving gifts though. Buying them is just. Hard work.”

“Oh,” she replied, running a hand through her hair. “Well, then you need to make friends with people like me. I love buying gifts.”

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freckledbreccan:

 “I just want to go back to those days where the excitement of Christmas and waiting for Santa made everything feel so much more exciting. Now it’s just a hassle man. Do I buy this person a gift? What if they don’t have one for me? Should I feel bad if I don’t have one for them?”

“See, I think it can still be exciting at times. Okay, that’s the first issue! You have to come at it from a place of, like, not worrying about all of that. If you want to get someone a gift, do it. If you don’t, then don’t... Unless it’s your mom, then do it anyway. Trust me on that one.”

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freckledbreccan:

 “Which part?” Breccan laughed.

“The part where Christmas becomes about reasonably gifts instead of fun ones.”

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“When did socks and underwear become the thing I actually wanted to get for Christmas? I just want to be 5 again.”

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“I definitely know that feeling. It’s a bit strange of a feeling sometimes.”

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[vaughan-rollins]

“Mom– Mom– Yeah…I–” Vaughan sighed, rolling her eyes. “Mom, I’ve gotta go, my date just showed up. Okay, thanks, bye.” She quickly hung up her phone and shoved it in her back pocket. “Hey, sorry about that. How are you?”

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Peyton hadn’t really been looking too hard as she approached the diner, she didn’t want to seem too eager. But she had glanced at the girl, and the word “date” solidified it. “No worries,” she replied as she approached, extending her hand. “Vaughan, right? I’m Peyton. And I’m good, sorry, how are you?”

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palermoviv:

 “I- I’m not bad, I guess. Easier to find books when you’re around them all day, anyone’ll get a good grasp of childrens literature if they spend half their life putting picture books back on the shelves.” It wasn’t he first time it had occurred to viv that this whole, being terrified and intimidated by any girl who managed to be both nice and pretty was probably the reason she’d always wound up with male friends. And whoever Lane was dating, at the time. “Let me know if you think of one you’d really like to find, I’m sure if I don’t know it, someone here would be happy to help.”

“With the amount of books in this place, I’ll bet you’ve seen some gems,” Peyton replied. Her voice was low enough as not to disturb anyone. “I’ll keep that in mind. Clearly, with the way my memory’s working right now, I’m on the way to Forgetful Town in a fast car.”