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harvcy:
“I’m sorry, what did you say?” the male asked, as he munched down on his apple. “I was listening to you, I promise… kind of.”
Arching a brow at the male, Max slowly let out a sigh and sat her pen down. “I asked if you could CHEW QUIETER, it’s like I’m listening to steel jaws clamping down on metal.”
colbxtes:
“Why can’t you make it to class on Monday for the exam?”
“--- There’s an EXAM on Monday...?”
lycvnthrxpe:
“I don’t wish I was drunk instead. I’m just saying I would need to be drunk to get that deep with a near stranger. Teenagers are so angsty.”
“--- You do realise that you were LITERALLY a teenager yourself? Or did you just come out of the vagina as a fully grown ass?” After a short pause, Max let out a long sigh then pinched the bridge of her nose. “SORRY... didn't mean to snap.”
madisonknox:
“You sure it’s not another gateway to boredom and despair? Definitely looks like it.” she mused, leaning against one of the tables. “Not really. Unless you can make my high school experience more entertaining. If I have to look at another textbook or exam timetable I might die.”
“I’m FAIRLY CERTAIN I'm not at that stage in life yet,” Max countered with an arched brow. “There's nothing wrong with a little solitude here and there. I actually think it's RECOMMENDED, to be honest.” She had every urge to go into detail about the benefits on one's quiet time, but ultimately decided it would be a waste of time. “I'm an HONOUR ROLL student, Madison. This and cheerleading practice is more often than not all the entertainment I get while at school.” After school? Well, that was an entirely different story.
thehcnter:
“I reckon I could pull it off, do your worst.” Dean challenged, pulling a model’s pose. At her mention of the gym once more, the male sunk into the booth and rolled his eyes. “I wouldn’t be surprised either, but I take it back. There’s no way I’m going to the gym… unless they play cartoons and have donuts on standby.” Picking up another few fries, he gently threw them towards her in a playful manner. “Ah, well that’s parents for you. Wanting the best for their children!” He shook his head. “Can’t wait to be rid of them.”
“One day, Thomas. One day... when you LEAST expect it,” Max smirked before a burst of laughter escaped her lips in response to his pose. God, he was ridiculous. Then again, almost all of her friends were. “I've actually heard of gyms where they put televisions and things in front of the machines so that there's a DISTRACTION when working out, but I doubt that would work at our school.” The physical education programme already lacked in several areas, the last thing they needed was to add in something else that would cause more laziness instead of combating it. Before she could really protect herself from the fries, a few met her face with a small thud as hands waved wildly in an attempt to be a shield. For someone who was so ATHLETICALLY INCLINED, Max sure did lack the reflexes to protect herself from thrown objects. “Want to uh... talk about it?”
huntermonroe:
“There’s no way to know what the future holds, but one thing I’m sure of, they WON’T walk out on you. — yes, people change and people come and go, but certain people always stay, and your friends? They aren’t going anywhere, no matter how bad you argue, no matter how many times you screamed at each other, they’re still there,” Hunter reassured. – And truly, Max’s relationship with her friends reminded him of his family. To say the least, they were dysfunctional; they fought, they screamed, they hurt each other, but they were always there for each other, and sometimes that was enough. “They’re your FAMILY, Max,” he added later, his tone low and caring, “— and I’m here too, whenever you need.” Reaching out, he caught a strand of her hair and slowly, gently wound it around his index finger, fingers grazing the side of her neck. “Yeah, and it worked,” he mumbled as a smug lifted the corners of his lips, eyes shining with satisfaction. “I’m always nice, excuse you. — I mean, except that one time, but you were in my spot,” he argued. “I was joking, and I didn’t think it was possible for you to like me more.”
Even if Hunter didn't know what every individual relationship Max had with her friends his words were still... COMFORTING. They allowed a form of peace to settle in her thoughts and in her stomach, though the weight of all her secrets REFUSED to budge. “They... are,” she nodded slowly as her bottom lip was caught between her teeth. She remained still has the older male's hand swept through her hair, dark eyes falling upon his. Pushing herself up slightly, the cheerleader slowly rested her palm on the curve of his neck, slowly inching it towards the back of his neck where she cupped the base of his hairline. The worry that often came attached to the HEAT OF HER TOUCH was soon discarded as she fought every urge in her body to kiss him. Instead, she rested her forehead against his and closed her eyes for a couple of seconds - allowing herself to relax in his presence. “--- I SHOULDN'T like you more,” she mumbled softly after a stretch of silence on her part. If anyone knew where she currently was she knew a storm would be kicked up, but for once in her life - Max didn't care. She was tired of fighting what felt natural, and the being around Hunter was as natural to her as spending the day with Eva. “We should uhm... we should order some food now.” She slowly detangled her fingers from his hair and moved to grab her phone from the table so that they could phone the order in.
dillxnc:
“I really shouldn’t be here, my attendance record is in seriously bad shape. Like, I’m not even sure my teachers know my name bad.”
“Sweetie, at the rate you're going I'd be surprised if YOUR FRIENDS even knew your name,” Max joked as she sat across from the girl. “What's with the ditching today? Did you FORGET your homework again?”
thehcnter:
“Oh jeez, now you’re getting naked?” Dean shook his head, tutting as he pretended to shield his eyes. “Tell you what, I’ll go to the gym when hell freezes over? Seems fair.” He couldn’t help but laugh, quickly beginning to shove as many fries into his mouth as he could in an attempt to halt her thievery. “Dean Thomas would like to get away from Mr. Thomas and all his blah blah blahs.” He said, with a mouthful of potato goodness. “Parents suck.”
“I will soil your clothes with this KETCHUP bottle,” she picked up the bottle and waved it at him - as if threatening to actually do it, though it was soon sat back down and a hand found it's way through her black locks. “This is Belmount, sweetie, I wouldn't be surprised if HELL FROZE OVER tomorrow. I’ll expect to see you in the gym soon enough. I might even let you borrow my pom-poms.” The youngster rolled her eyes and made an almost disgusted face as his mouth was soon plugged up with the fries she had been tempted to steal again. “That's just GROSS. -- Understandable, and I get that. Mine are like full steam ahead right now because of the tests.”
theameliaabbot:
Amelia raised an eyebrow and looked at the brunette in front of her. Then, she shook her head, a small smile on her lips. “ — You need to stop these kind of references. You do know that I don’t understand half of the things you’re saying, right?”
“The Great Gatsby? We studied it LAST YEAR, Ames,” Max laughed and shook her head, highly amused by their exchange. “--- It’s not all bad, is it?”
someone should bring our lil gang casey cott to complete the crew!
theameliaabbot:
“ — Then I wouldn’t have met you. And that would have been tragic.”
“You're R I G H T, Ames. That would be tragic on Gatsby proportions.”
guiltist:
“ like an actual attack , ” he chuckled , not looking bothered. “ it is not as if they were able to do much damage , so it really wasn’t a bother. ” he crossed his arms , thick bands of muscles rippling under his skin. for the most part , people were annoying pests rather than a threat.
“holy crap.” before she could stop herself, max actually looked CONCERNED for the older male. she never did condone violence, and from what she had learned so far, angelus didn't exactly deserve such a greeting. it sent fire through her already burning veins. “--- that doesn't make it okay.”
fiercetigress:
“Sorry - I got no pointers on how to do that.” If she did, Raine would surely give them to the other woman. “Find something to distract yourself with?”
“It's... fine, don't worry about it. I'll FIGURE IT OUT,” Max replied. Even if she didn't know how she would, she figured that she would eventually. “I have exams coming up and extra practices so I guess I'll just focus on those.”
