Life Goes On

Erica Reyes || 16 || Waitress When she was just a girl she expected the world. But it flew away from her reach... So she ran away in her sleep and dreamed of paradise. Every time she closed her eyes

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lovelylittlelahey:

“Hot sorority girls seem all fun and games until you actually live with them.” he joked with a half smile. “Besides, I guess I’d just rather spend more time with my best friend.”

Erica ducked her head again, guilt rising up in her throat like bile. “Oh?” She chortled, smearing on a smile underneath her hair. “Lucky them. I’ll have to fight them for your time.”

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lovelylittlelahey:

“Definitely an asshole.” he agreed, huffing out a small breath that was similar to laugh. He didn’t think that Erica would judge him for the words, and he was glad that he was right. He hadn’t told her the extent of his father’s abuse, but he guessed that she probably knew enough. “I’m going to stay with a friend. I mean, she lives in a sorority house. But upside is, I’ll be able to go back to school.”

Erica played with the hem of her shirt, a thick chuckle coming up from her throat. “I thought you’d say the upside was you’d be with a house of hot sorority girls.”

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lovelylittlelahey:

“Is it bad that I’m kind of happy about it?” he said in a low tone, saying out loud what he had been thinking since he found out about it. He pulled back from the hug and looking down at her. 

Erica ducked her head and bit her lip, smothering the grin threatening to take over her face. She shook her head. “He was kinda an asshole.” she admitted, remembering occasions she had been stuck around the man. He had remaindered her of some of the kids a school, the ones that gave her trouble, the kind of perfect composed posture they held until they didn’t think anything was watching. Hiding the snake beneath the surface.

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lovelylittlelahey:

“I was almost with him there too… But I’m okay. I will be.” They didn’t hug very often, but the time seemed appropriate enough.

Erica swallowed down the lump that was forming in her throat, Isaac needed the hug right now. “I... I’m sorry.” Sorry she didn’t realize how bad it had gotten for Isaac. That she and her family couldn’t afford to offer him a place to stay; now and before. That she hadn’t come to visit more.

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lovelylittlelahey:

“Um, hi… Sorry that I haven’t called.”

“Hey-- no, You didn’t have too-- I just, I heard about... your Dad...”

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lovelylittlelahey:

I--Isaac?

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lovelylittlelahey:

“We could start a revolution. God knows there’s people who need to be knocked down a peg. It couldn’t hurt to just snoop around and listen into conversations.”

“Any one you have in mind?”

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gonegirlelena:

“Sorry, um, just if you could take a little step to the left? I kind of need my pompoms.” Elena grimaced. “And there is a sentence I never want to hear myself say again.”

Erica glanced to her left and there indeed was a set of pompoms. Wonderful. Why had she come here again? She scouted to the left and tangled her hair in her hands to the cheerleader got get her torn plastic or whatever it was made out of.

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misslydialockwood:

“FYI, it wasn’t my ego who enjoyed my last free period. Just in case you were wondering… But really, can’t you just pass the note?”

“Can, yes. Won’t on the hand...”

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misslydialockwood:

“I am not sure you really want to know the whole story behind that.”

“Ya. Pretty sure I don’t want to hear about your ego.”

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misslydialockwood:

“Slow down, Blondie. You don’t need to bring up that excuse, I didn’t ask you to have sex with me.”

“You--- What? How does your brain even get on that train of thought?”

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lovelylittlelahey:

He nodded his head slightly with a small smirk at the idea of the principal being found with a marijuana plantation. “Nick would probably help us with a plan like that.” he said with a slight nod of his head. He didn’t actually have much hope of being back at school with his friends any time soon. Isaac’s thoughts had slowly gotten to the point where they were more jaded and skeptical. “I feel like we should blackmail more people in general…”

“What, have the social pariah become a position of power? Perfect. All I need is material to black mail others.”

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“Look, just-- Shut up. Alright? I’m not in the mood today.”

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nickarmstrcng:

“There goes my dreams. Right out the door. I’ll have to pick another career path.”

“Guess you’ll have to settle for your back up.”

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bonnie-witchy-druid:

“Don’t really need anything,” Bonnie admitted with a shrug.  “I just couldn’t quite see why you were up there and curiosity is kind of a major trait of mine.”

The only thing that Erica could pull to mind was ’curiosity killed the cat’ but that didn’t really fit in this situation. She shook her head slightly, trying to clear it so that something applicable came to mind. “Well, now you know.”  she struggled, lamely. “Questioning is a sign of intelligence, right?” 

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lovelylittlelahey:

Isaac grinned at the idea of Erica trying to blackmail their high school.  “I’m sure we could think of something to blackmail them with. We’re both pretty smart, we just need to combine our talents.“ he said, going along with her joking. "We could always plant something.” He did really wish that he could spend more time with Erica. Though he wished for a lot of stuff.

Erica stuffed her hands into her sweater’s pockets and leaned against the wall with a huff. She closed her eyes, ignoring as the cold from the wall starter too seep into her clothes. All the blackmail and planting of evidence would do nothing for Isaac if he couldn’t get to school. Dreams were best served at night, a fact she knew but often failed to live by. “Principle found tending marijuana farm on school property.” she sniffed.

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adamxxconant:

Adam shook his head in amusement before walking over to the counter. “Extra marshmallows?” He asked as he glanced over his shoulder, hand reaching into the cupboard.

“Tea.” Erica stressed, slipping into a seat. She did not want to have to explain her no simple carbohydrates diet to someone today, on any other day for that matter.