W I L T E D

rosemary cleary. 7teen. junior. / my room faces north, but the sun's in the south. i'm just waking up to the news of my birth. i am a girl and i'm lucky to be here, whatever that's worth.

[rosemarycleary]

evelynbanks:

She knew she should probably be relaxing, spending time at home with her mom and laughing about being trapped within the assembly hall… but Evelyn Banks wanted this article typed out and ready to send it for editing. Sat in a booth at Dairy’s Diner as she looked over the notes she had made during the assembly situation. Upon hearing someone walking up to her booth, Evy continued to type away. “No I’m alright for a refill,” She said, nodding over at an untouched milkshake. “But I could go for some fries, thanks.” 

“ okay, awkward, because i’m not a waitress. ”  rosemary’s eyes flicked to the still full milkshake, nose wrinkled up. she slid into the booth across from evelyn, digital camera placed on the table in front of her.  “ i’ve been drafted to do the photos for your article. again, awkward, because i quit newspaper this year but, y’know, like i said, drafted. i was told to come find you. what’s the deal, huh? ”

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lincolncassel:

“I feel like every time I get sick and have to stay home from school something exciting happens. Were you looked in at the assembly as well?”

“ fat chance. i haven’t been to a mandatory assembly since . . .  y’know, i don’t know if i even did go to any in freshman year either. ”

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riverb:

bae666: oops sorry bae666: but also whomst has their snapchat alerts on with sound

rosemaryyy: me obvs rosemaryyy: all my notifications are on wtf is that not normal

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riverb:

bae666: so like ap exams can go fuck themselves

bae666: on a sidenote dairys after dark tastes a hundred times better than during the afternoon

rosemaryyy: you know what else tastes good after dark? rosemaryyy: the feeling of being asleep and not getting woken up by a snapchat notification

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roxydupont:

“I wouldn’t care how rich I was, I’d still follow the theme.”

“ me too. it’s such a great opportunity for expressing your creativity. ” 

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ohcnnes:

“ from memory, yeah. and i’ve never seen grease two ” some would argue for good reason, mostly out of fear of how bad it would be “ but i’ve always been curious if they acknowledge that. like is the second movie just about everyone freaking out about the flying car? because it should be. ”

“ oh no. i wish that was what it was about. ”  rosemary visibly shuddered just at the memory.  “ my older sister, she was, like, obsessed with grease when we were kids, the sequel included. it’s literally the exact same plot, just flipped. michelle pfeiffer is a greaser girl, corrupting some poor innocent nerd to the darkside. it’s a trainwreck. ”

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roxydupont:

“True.” Roxanne said with a nod. “I don’t understand why people go to the event and not follow the theme. Like why bother going if you’re not gonna follow the theme?”

“ why bother? because it’s the met gala, not a halloween party. they’re rich enough to get away with not dressing for the theme. ”  

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ohcnnes:

that earned a small snort of a laugh from the blonde, despite the seriousness in rosemary’s tone. “ usually i’d say that’s a bit of an overreaction but i think i’m right there with you on that one. ” anne admitted. “ obviously, the song has like max ten real words in it. it’s like the musical equivalent of whipping out the and then i woke up when you don’t know how to finish a story. ”

“ right? and, like, i’ve never seen it live, but doesn’t the movie end with danny and sandy flying into the sun in kenickie’s car? ”  eyebrows came together, a genuine display of frustration.  “ they literally copped out of wrapping anything up by having their protagonists burn up as they left the atmosphere. ”

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ohcnnes:

“ don’t get me wrong, i love grease, it’s a classic. ” anne states, but it’s obvious from her words and the light irritation that’s in her voice as she opens up her locker that there’s a but coming. “ but, i think i’ve heard we go together like forty times in the past forty eight hours and frankly, that’s too many. ”

“ if i hear ramma lamma lamma ka dinga da dinga dong one more time, i’m going to cut my ears off. ”  rosemary clicked her tongue, arms folded over her chest. her voice was deadpan, in that way of hers that threatened she must might be serious.  “ you think the writers just ran out of fucks by the tme they wrote that song? ”

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roxydupont:

“Okay, but all the looks from this year’s Met Gala were amazing. Like Blake Lively looked amazing.” Roxanne said as she showed the person she was talking to a picture of the star. “All the details that went into her dress are so perfect.”

rosemary is a skeptic, as usual, playing devil’s advocate to the best of her very capable ability.  “ i wouldn’t say all the looks. yeah, i’ve seen her. some people looked like they forgot there was even a theme. did you see cindy crawford? of course she looked amazing, but a red versace dress that’s a throwback to one of your own looks? she could’ve done versace like kim k did, still understated but actually on the theme, but . . . ”  a shrug of the shoulders, a roll of the eyes.

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bispencejager:

Spencer had managed to find a shaded spot along the curb; and that’s where she was currently seated as she mused over the most recent fight she had with her parents. She didn’t care that it was starting to get late. She didn’t want to go home. And she didn’t care if anyone overheard her muttering to herself. It was in German. She figured no one would understand her anyway. “Fick alles. Ich sollte gehen und nie wiederkommen. Ich wette sie werden mich nicht einmal vermissen.”

evening runs were the best. her parents both worked nightshifts at the moment, it wasn’t too difficult to get away with going on them. she stopped at the sound of a girl speaking german on the curb. yikes. looked dodgy.  “ was ist los, huh? ”

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adonnieis:

“Did you know that limes are the Luigi of the fruit world? That’s messed up, right?”

“ . . .  are you high? ”  a smile through gritted teeth.  “ what does that mean? ”

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wheresswallace:

“I know everyone hates Mondays– but tater tots are on the menu for lunch, so I’m pretty pumped to be here today. As long as they don’t run out like last time, I’ll classify this Monday as a good day.”

“ no thank you. ”  rosemary grimaced.  “ nothing makes mondays better, especially not greasy bits of potato. ” 

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reignoftilly:

Tilly nervously paced the same four steps of the Quad repeatedly, hands obviously looking to be busied as she brushed her hair away from her face or unlocked her phone for the millionth time in ten minutes. She didn’t know what she was doing. Why she couldn’t just reach into her bag, grab the paper and look at the mark was baffling to her as it would be to anybody else. She had just taken a final deep breath, convincing herself to be brave when her thoughts were interrupted by a sudden presence. “Can I help you?” She hissed, not knowing whether to be annoyed or relieved at the distraction.

rosemary slowed to a halt. the quad was a good place to run laps when the football field and treadmills got boring. she furrowed her brows at tilly. folding her arms over her chest. she was still wearing a couple extra layers, even for running.  “ yeah. you can stop being so hostile. what’s up your ass today, huh? ”  

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bevregan:

“Oh, I love lemonade!” she said, excitedly.  “My mother makes the best, it’s been so long since she made it.  I’ll ask her about it, thanks for a reminder!”  Her name was Rosemary, okay.  “That’s a really pretty name.  It’s in the song Scarborough Fair, and it’s beautiful, if you didn’t know about it.”  Beverly smiled and took one out, splitting it and handing her the bigger half.  “Of course!  It’s not like it’ll go to waste!”  She chuckled and bit into her own piece.  “We can it, if you like!”

“ simon and garfunkel? yeah, i know it. ”  rosemary cracked half a smile. it was nice to be complimented on her name. most people didn’t know it, because she’d long since stopped bothering to point it out, but she much preferred being called rosemary to rose, or rosie, or any other shortened version of it. she winced when the girl handed her the bigger half, but took a small bite, hardly a nibble, regardless of the alarm bells going off in her mind.  “ thanks.        what’s your name? ”  

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connyro:

“ you’re kidding, ” it’s partially a question, partially a statement as conny looks back up from the camera with just a little bit of amused disbelief in his eyes. “ they got an online store or something? ” he asked with a laugh, as he handed the camera back to the girl. “ oh yeah? that’s cool, that’s really cool. i think the film maker in me prefers digital just for the ease and accessibility. but there’s so much care in using film. you gotta want to capture everything you do, ” he said, pausing a second before he added “ and i’m not gonna lie i think i search for second hand super eights at least three times a week.” 

“ i wish they did!         um, the lady who runs it though, does little illustrations everyday, kind of like a journal, and she puts them up on facebook. ”  rosemary took her baby back, holding it tight.  “ that’s the magic of film though, it’s so, like, once in a lifetime. a super eight, huh? if you ever get your hands on one, you’ll have to show me. ”

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shepcppy:

‘  ohh yes  !!   ’      she finishes with a (   !  loud moan,   )    a step forward to bow.  hands clapping together to APPLAUD HERSELF.     ‘   &   that, bitches, is how you fake an O.  it saves the       fragile male ego        &    gives you enough time to finish off with whatever electronic device you have hidden in your bathroom. ’

“ i was just trying to wash my hands. i did . . . not need to see that. ”  eyebrows furrowed, rosemary shuts off the tap, sparing poppy a glance. having been on the top before, she’d never understood the wannabes.  “ but thanks. i’m gonna be feeling slimey and violated for the rest of the day. ”