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yo pierre ?

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h a z e l ,

hazel always worked better when things were planned and organized. she was the type of person to make to-do lists and have planners filled with different colored tasks. spontaneous trips to who knows where–weren’t her thing. but pierre seemed excited about it and his energy was contagious. “definitely not something better, but I have work tomorrow.” she said. “private beach–that could be fun. stupid question, but what exactly makes it a private beach? like only certain people can go to it?”

work. he should’ve known she had a job. sometimes he forgets other people don’t have as free of a job and income as he does. he’s his own boss, he doesn’t have to go to work if he doesn’t want to. and right now he definitely doesn’t want to. “sucks to suck.” he’s teasing her. a goofy grin on his face. “uh no, it’s like owned by someone not the city, so they like make profit off of it usually by charging for entry, there’s normally other stuff there like water slides and pools and a restaurant with cabana boys. 

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m a e v e ,

maeve  looked  up  from  the  cigarette  she  was  ashing  to  the  boy  in  front  of  her.  "are  you  serious?“  she  asks,  thinking  about  her  family  in  portland.  she  knows  she  can’t  go  back  without  a  witness  guardian,  and  she  knew  better  than  to  bring  someone  else  into  this  –  but  was  it  worth  it?  probably.  plus,  it  would  give  her  the  chance  to  talk  to  some  of  the  men  that  worked  for  her  dad.  "if  you’re  serious,  I  wanna  go  to  Maine  –  i’ve  always  loved  the  east  coast  and  i  would  love  to  experience  it  with  you,”  maeve  smiled  softly,  pulling  her  bottom  lip  between  her  teeth;  eyes  sparkling.

maine.  that  was  literally  across  the  country.  he  was  thinking  something  a  little  closer,  somewhere  they  would  reach  with  no  longer  than  a  two  day  trip.  “maine.  oh  wow.”  he’s  open  with  how  much  her  answer  has  shocked  him.  “that’s  a  bit...far.”  he  pauses.  why  did  he  say  anywhere?  he’ll  remember  to  limit  things  to  a  radius  next  time.  “how  long  you  think  it’d  take  us?”  he  looks  at  his  truck.  he’s  never  drove  farther  than  two  days  for  a  trip.

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n o v a .

nova just wanted to scream. that was the only emotion she could feel right now. she wanted to scream at the world, scream at her father, scream at herself. she was overwhelmed and just tired of the cards that life had dealt her. “i’m tired of walking away,” she said, defeated. she didn’t understand why she was getting the terrible after effects of her father’s actions. all nova did was break some hearts and sleep with some people she shouldn’t have, she wasn’t a saint, but she wasn’t her father. “i always have to walk away. i want them gone.” she was livid but she was so tired. she’d been dealing with this for far too long and it hurt her more than she was willing to admit. “it’s not fucking fair.” she knew life wasn’t fair but this was just cruel. 

“so  what  are  you  going  to  do?”  he  pauses.  “fight  every  one  who  ever  stares  at  you  the  wrong  way?”  he  shakes  his  head.  “you’re  gunna  exhaust  yourself  trying  to  care  about  every  single  person  who  looks  at  you  funny  or  says  something  about  you.”  he  doesn’t  mean  to  sound  harsh,  he  hopes  it  doesn’t  come  across  that  way.  “some  people  will  never  realize  their  wrongs,  you  can’t  let  shit  they  do  get  to  you  when  they’re  gunna  keep  on  with  their  day  and  not  give  you  a  second  thought.”  he  says.  “you  have  to  do  the  same,  brush  it  off  and  don’t  give  them  the  satisfaction  of  effecting  you.”

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h a z e l ,

hazel raised her eyebrow. “anywhere?” she shook her head, “it’s tuesday p. we can’t just take off and pick a random destination.” she said. “even if we could, it would probably be easier to just throw a dart at a map than to have me decide.” she looked over at him for a second before out the windshield. “where would you want to go?” she asked. 

pierre sits with her words for a moment. so what if it was tuesday? he was a free spirit, sitting in the same place for too long made him go absolutely insane and he was itching to go on a trip. he’d been successful with his home improvement company so he really didn’t have anything stopping him. he looks back over at hazel. “why not? you got something better to do?” it seems like a sarcastic question but it’s not, it’s genuine. he wonders what’s holding her back, college? work? “i dunno...” he thinks for a moment, a smile when he comes up with a possible solution. “well what about a day get away? nothing too far, an hour away? private beach?”

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n o v a ,

some small part of her feels bad for dragging him into her mess. most times she can manage the stares, the whispers, and even the far too invasive questions but they had all been building up inside of her. she was bound to snap eventually. eventually just so happened to be today. if pierre hadn’t grabbed her, dragging her away, she might’ve ended up with a warrant out for her arrest. she was so tired of all of it, she would’ve punched anyone in that moment. “they need to learn some fucking manners,” she said partially under her breath. “it’s rude to fucking stare.” she turned her head back in the direction of the victims of her anger and let out a sigh. “they’re annoying.”

he  agrees  with  her.  pierre  is  fair,  he’d  like  to  think.  he  understands  why  nova  is  upset,  hell,  he’d  probably  have  to  have  someone  hold  him  back  had  he  been  in  her  shoes,  but  he  cared  about  her  enough  to  where  he  wasn’t  going  to  allow  her  to  get  in  trouble,  and  he  could  tell  when  someone  was  ready  to  fight.  “i  know,  just.”  he  lets  out  a  sigh  to  match  hers.  “it’s  not  worth  it,  sometimes  you  have  to  walk  away,  it’s  one  of  those  times.”

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pierre hops in his small town country boy pick up truck. “c’mon, let’s get outta here.” he proposes. he’s sick of the boredom, he was ready for an adventure. something spontaneous. a road trip? he had plenty of money, all he needed was the company. “anywhere you wanna go, seriously, just name it, we’re there by tomorrow.”

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NOVEMBER .

november didn’t always mean to come off so cold. but she couldn’t help it, the world was full of idiots and nova knew she was better off then all of them. her overpriced sandwich from an instagram worthy cafe had kept most of her attention but that didn’t stop her from glaring at a few random passerbys. they all looked like people who would act holier than thou while doing cocaine off a marble coffee table. at least nova knew she was no good, it was in her genetics after all. she knew some of the random strangers on the street were staring back at her. she knew why too. she shared a lot of facial features with her father. she was bound to snap and she felt sorry for those around when her she exploded. “you know, you can just take a picture. it’s less fucking rude than staring at me. be upfront about your murder fetish.”

pierre  gives  the  dark  haired  girl  a  blank  stare.  he’s  unsure  of  what  to  do  in  this  moment,  he  doesn’t  deal  with  sudden  bursts  of  emotion  well.  he  never  has.  panicking  he  grabs  her  by  the  hand  and  leads  her  off  away  from  the  group  of  individuals  who  were  staring  a  bit  too  long  for  comfort.  “hey,  hey  nova?  calm  down.  it’s  okay,  they’re  just  kids...they  don’t  know  any  better.”  he  mutters,  letting  go  of  her  hand  now,  he  trusts  her  not  to  run  back  for  a  confrontation.