Let the war begin

Elexis Wolfe Twenty three -posing as a sixteen year old Sophomore at Havensdale High Shifter

[sexy--lexi]

drakeisnosaint :

… Hannah? Huh. Guess you are real. Where the hell did you pop out of?

Drake...? Ain’t that just the question. I’m not supposed to be here. I’m not-... You know me. How?

[sexy--lexi]

clarissa-gray-fangs :

… Hannah?

How do-... C-Clary?

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cam-thebadass :

[ He startled awake, blinking away the terrible nightmare. It was better to just lock that shit away and never again think about Christian and Cal’s weird hair, speaking Words to, ugh, Noah, or the weird boner he nearly popped for high femme Greg-slash-Georgie. Nope. Goodbye, whatever the fuck that was. Better to deal with the now, which was currently…? A hot blonde stranger in his home? … That, he could definitely deal with. ]

Well, hello, beautiful. Am I in heaven, or do angels just regularly walk into strange homes nowadays? How can I help you?

[ She rolled her eyes, thinking he was just trying to be funny or... something. Lexi hadn’t been in her original form since she was a child, so it was understandable that this wasn’t her first assumption. ] You are seriously the most annoying person I have ever met. [ Okay, so her voice sounded funny, but still... she didn’t know what she should look like under the scarring, so it shouldn’t be possible for her to shift into herself, right? She coughed, as if that would fix her voice. ] You were drooling and it was gross.

[sexy--lexi]

What the hell is going on in this town?

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shifterskin :

“I thought it would feel….different. To not be able to shift. More like the world was ending and less like a constant headache.”

“Speak for yourself. This fucking sucks.”

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[ It took her a hella long second to realise where she was when she woke up, but looking around, she pieced together that she had passed out at Cameron’s while they were studying. Cam sprawled out across from her, was probably her biggest clue. What the hell was that? ]

Cam. Cam! Hey, loser, you’re drooling.

@cam-thebadass

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kmcreid :

Oh my gosh, hi!

Hi, welcome. You look fantastic, have you had a glass yet? Here, let me get you one. You have to try this red, it’s got this chocolate-y undertone that you will love. And then there’s the actual chocolate, oh my god. And cheese. I have Daniel out getting more right now. Anyway, how are you?

Aw, thank you, Mrs Moore. You’re looking pretty fantastic yourself. I haven’t, no, but that’s okay. I just got here. Thank you so much. Oh? I have to admit, I’m not really up on my wine knowledge so I’m not sure I’ll be able to decipher the different tastes, but... [ takes a sip ] Wow, definitely a good wine. I’ll have to make my way over to the cheese later. I love cheese. But gosh, yes. I am super. What about you?

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by-winters-cold-hand :

Realistically, how many apple pies are too many apple pies?

I’m really not the best person to ask, Liv. You know I prefer cherry pie. Think you’ll make any more of that soon?

[sexy--lexi]

I don’t care what anyone says.

Drinks are two hundred percent more fun when you have a straw. Even more so when said straw is a funky shape. They probably make drinks taste better too. Milkshakes just wouldn’t be the same without a straw.

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drakeisnosaint :

I don’t wanna say I have favorites, exactly, but I am so attached to the dogs at the animal clinic. I would lay down my life for them.

You know you can’t bring them all home with you, right? As great as that would be, I don’t think Kreagan would be too thrilled at you taking all their dogs. We should definitely get some though. You know, when we finally manage to get that place together.

[sexy--lexi]

Welcome to Kreagan Valley, home of Hannah McKenna.

“ALL I WANT IS MY DREAM LIFE TO BE MY REAL LIFE, HOW COULD THAT BE WRONG? ALL WE HAVE IS THIS LIFE SO MAKE IT BE THE ONE YOU WANT.”

Something’s not quite right

Hannah never set fire to her childhood home, never killed all those innocent people, never became Lexi. In fact, she’s a sweetheart.

Hannah McKenna grew up in Kreagan Valley with her exceptionally large family- a younger brother and sister, two older brothers and one older sister- in a beautiful house on the outskirts of the town. It was never a dull moment in that house and even now, with the four oldest out there living their own lives and her little brother off to college, it was never quiet. Ingrid and Hannah had always been close, but now being the last two siblings in the house it had brought them even closer. Hannah adored Ingrid and, frankly, she spoiled the girl. The would go shopping together, study together, talk about boys, fix each other’s problems- sometimes with a threat or two directed at the opposing party. They were more than sisters; they were best friends.

Hannah had studied forensic science at Yale University and, upon graduating from her course, she was accepted into their masters degree programme for fire investigation. Honestly, Hannah is a little obsessed with fire. Not in a ‘probably going to commit arson’ kind of way, but it fascinates her. The way it moves, how it spreads. How a tiny piece of trace evidence can determine the difference between intentional and accidental fires. Hannah loves her classes, and she loves her part time job working at the reception desk in the police and fire station, but if there’s one thing she loves more than her possible future career, it’s Drake Grayson.

Hannah fell hard and fast for Drake and it wasn’t long before they were being considered one of Kreagan Valley’s cutest couples. But still, despite this beautiful distraction, Hannah is still set on having her perfect life. She’ll graduate at the top of her class, find the right job close by so she can stay near her family, and hopefully become Mrs Drake Grayson. Her kids will be town treasures just like her and everyone will live happily ever after. This is one little ray of sunshine that refuses to let anything stand in her way.

ADDITIONAL INFORMATION:

Twenty Three

Shifter

Forensic Science Graduate

MSc Fire Investigation at Yale University

Receptionist for the Police/Fire Station

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bad-kitty-katriel:

                 Oh my god. Glitter fall out emergency. I repeat, glitter fall out emergency. Whoever stole my glitter adhesive is going to die. Painfully.

                Um... It’s just glitter? Why is everyone so obsessed with this stuff? I’m going to be washing it out of everything I own for months!

[psych2go]

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its-jess-bitches:

I love cheerleading.

I love New Haven. I love all these people. Small deduction points for the ‘U.G.L.Y’ Daphne and Celeste throwback on the bus but I’ll forgive it. Competition looks delicious this year.

Here’s hoping everyone makes it to the mat.

Oh... Is that what they were singing? It was catchy, I suppose, but I really wasn’t expecting any singing. Delicious isn’t really the word I would use. Terrifying, maybe.

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missquinnvalentine:

Well you can’t just let them disrespect you and our school like that. You have to just show them that throwing up before a competition is both disgusting, out of this era, and not going to help them win on or off the mat. 

Or I can just sit here and focus on my own team. I’m not getting caught up in this bitchy, war-face thing...

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jennythe-good:

Let me guess, they were in a blue and white uniform? You should watch out for those pearly white, too bright smiles because they actually mask pure evil. The lower the ponytail, the closer to… Well.

Don’t worry though, it’s just the adrenaline. Everyone gets a little too sassy at these things. Just roll your eyes and flick your hair and if you wanna be really callous– point out how their nail shade so does not match their colours.

I’m assuming they’re like this every year? The closer to...? Hell? Satan? Is that where that was going? Honestly... I never knew being a cheerleader was going to be so stressful.

Roll eyes and flick hair. Got it. Wait, are our nails supposed to match our colours? I didn’t do anything to my nails.

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christopher-bites:

Golly gee. Are those nasty cheerleaders hurting your delicate little flower feelings, Elexis? Do you need me to inform an adult? Hold your hand? Offer a tissue? They’re scented.

Honestly though, how do you keep… all of this, up?

One of the biggest parts of keeping it up, is keeping away from you and your sarcastic tone. Honestly, are you trying to blow my cover? Just get away from me, okay? I need to hydrate.