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Ace: fuck me i'm lost help me
Ace: oh shit, not you i don't want ur help leave me here
Sara: who even is this??? what??
Raf’s smirked fell, how did she turn this on him. “Cute.” He huffed, “If that gets published I’ll have to set the whole tone on fire, you do know that right.” He laughed humorlessly but did find it funny. “What is it with you people? I try to be hated yet my charm sucks you all back in.” He crossed his arms again, “Fall? Probably Ace getting me locked up. Try and twist that one around.” He smirked.
“I know, right? And I don’t even have to try.” As his smile falls, hers only grows. “Somehow, I just can’t find it in me to believe that.” She responds, grinning a little more when he laughs again. Whether or not he wants to admit it, he’s amused. “Sucks to suck. Guess you’re not cut out to be an actor. Or we all just really like asshole burnouts.” Sara flashes an innocent smile at his next statement. “Rafael Valdez, the gift that just keeps on giving. After his infamous spat with Ace, he displayed his support for the local law enforcement. Valdez even went on to spend his time in the county jail, doing his best to expose the incarcerated to his own way of life.”
“I mean who wouldn’t, I’m great at what I do.” Genie put on a satisfied smirk as she felt her ego growing only slightly.
Sara laughs, in agreement with the statement. “Obviously. I would never hire an amateur.”
“Nothing like mono to keep you out of school. I’m never letting anyone borrow my water bottle again.”
“Huh, funny. The kissing disease. Karma’s the best.”
He rolled his eyes with a smirk. “Fondest memory? Hm, probably when I got outta community service early but my dad was being a dick.. he made me clean the neighbors pool and Mrs. Jones came out to watch me clean it.. She wore that little pink see-through lace robe she wears often when she is outside drinking at 10am.. you know which one i’m talking about. The whole town knows..” He smirked, “Long story short, she pointed out a spot I missed, let the robe fall off a bit and I fucked her in it.” He smiled at her, satisfied in his inappropriate answer, “Did you right all that down? I can repeat it again or go into more detail. Or we can go to question two.”
Sara doesn’t react to his story, merely writing in her notebook as he spoke. After she’s done, she grins at the boy. “What I got from that is a touching story about how much Rafael cares for his hometown enough to volunteer after school to work toward a better community, assists his elders with the chores they couldn’t possibly have completed alone, and even sticks around long enough to see that his job is finished with guaranteed satisfaction ratings.” She smirks, amused by her own pun. “If you thought Homecoming was bad, just wait ‘til my article scores you Prom, too.” She shuts her locker with a smile still playing on her lips. “Now, got a nice memory from fall?”
“Ah of course, I’ll be right up there with you when I make it on Broadway and make a musical out of your one performance.”
“I wouldn’t have it any other way. I’ll dedicate my Grammy’s speech to you and your quality editing and directing, too.”
can u describe what you like most in a person ?
“I don’t know. I’ve never liked the idea of judging who you like by standards you form in your head. If there is someone you believe to be worthy of your time and affection, it should be because you like the person they are. Not the personality traits they possess.”
you're cute do u agree?
“Uh, thank you. But no, I don’t.”
virgin?
You are trapped on an island.. but you can pick five people. One to build a shelter, one to keep you company, one to cook food, one to stand guard, one to be in charge of flagging down help- who do you pick? Who are three ppl you would NEVER pick to help/be stuck with you?
“I only have one friend. What do you expect of me right now?”
He watched her laugh, a weird smile on his own face. “You aren’t wrong. Fine. Hurry up and let’s get this shit over with, my mind and body wont get high themselves.” He crossed his arms, looking down at her.
“I rarely am.” She teases, a small smile at the edge of her mouth. “Okay, so first one. What is your fondest memory of summer?” Sara asks, reading off the question the paper had given her to ask. God, it’s so cheesy.
“I will, I just need permission to record your amazing choreography.”
“As long as you solemnly swear not to leak the footage before I’m famous, I’ll be sure to give you a call when it all goes down.”
“Does it really work though? Seems to me there are too many people fighting it,” Greyson challenged, grinning at the girl. “I promise I’ll be the most challenging prodigy you’ve ever had. You’ll never want to take on another one.” The boy winked at her. “Undeclared is fine by me. Let me know if you hear that I’m not undeclared anymore, I’d love to know.” He chuckled, unsure of how to feel about the fact that he would probably soon be gaining a label from his peers that he likely wouldn’t even want. Not that most of the people around him really wanted their titles either. “I can deal with a curious soul. Fire away with the questions. I can’t promise I’ll have all of the answers, though.” Greyson lifted his shoulders in a shrug. He grinned at her once more. “Well I can promise you this: I am anything but boring. Which means we can maybe bring a little more excitement into your life now.”
Sara laughs, finally surrendering her argument with the raise of her hands. “Fair enough.” She grins, shaking her head as she can’t believe she’d been defending the school’s social hierarchy in the first place. “You say it like it’s going to scare me, Greyson.” The blonde responds, raising an eyebrow in accusation. “You got it.” She promises, smiling up at him with sympathy. It can’t be fun coming to a school like this. Being born and bred here, Sara was practically labeled in sixth grade. Everyone in Evanston had time to prepare for North Shore’s version of high school. “Don’t speak too soon.” She jokes, pausing between words to consider her first question. “I’ll start off with a few easy ones. What brings you to Evanston? Where did you come from?” Her smile widens at his guarantee. “Oh, are you? How do you plan to prove that?” Sara crosses her arms, studying him head-to-toe before cracking a grin. “Well I can promise you that I’m looking forward to it. I’m not extraordinarily interesting or whatever, but hopefully I’ll be able to make it worth your while.. My repayment being the art lessons, obviously.”
Smiling at the blonde, Ellie gladly took a seat next to the girl. Her legs folding up to her chest, she let her arms around her shins to pull them in closer as she sat there on the floor. She looked over at her when she introduced herself. “Ellie… You helped me with my English paper, didn’t you?”
"Oh!" Sara gives a fond smile once they're sitting next to each other, the closeness helping her to distinguish the brunette's features. "Yeah, I did. I couldn't really tell that was you in here." Another grin before continuing. "It's nice to at least recognize the person I'm expected to make out with in a coat closet."
Looking at the girl confused, “Uh.. okay.” Changing the subject she looked the girl over, “So are you new or have I never noticed you before because of the nerd thing?”
"You've never noticed me before." She answers, not bothering to mention that they've been in the same classes since fifth grade. It isn't like she expects anyone to remember her. "But, um, I'm Sara."
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“I don’t know anyone. Uh, Rafael? Greyson? Ace? Ellie? Eugina?”