live wire.

“curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back.” Stella. Drifter. Sunny days. from here on out

[sososloane]

“What? Oh –– Yeah of course I’m excited for summer, I mean, I guess. But it’s not really a new concept y’know? It’s the same thing every year, school’s out, and the madness begins. Then the summer craze ends and school starts again…so…Sorry I don’t mean to be lame or anything. Do you have anything cool planned?”

[stellasolstace]

“Lame or...” she trailed as she pushed against the girl beside her in an attempt to comfort; partnering the move with a reassuring smile, “you’re not lame, Sloane. But, me? Nothin’ much, at least, not yet. Though I was hoping that between the two of us we'd come up with something way cool- maybe even drag the other two in? I’m missing some friendly faces in my life, sunshine.” 

[walkthewind-blog]

“Ugh. I’ve had the week from hell. Spent some time upstate, which was nice. Got a flat on the way back. That’s fine, so I pull into the shoulder to change that. Ran out of gas because apparently the gas gauge on my bike is shot. That’s fine. Get home, get into a tiff with pops. Put my fist through a window – hospital, twenty-seven stitches up my arm to my elbow from my wrist. There was so much blood. Wanna see the stitches?”

[stellasolstace]

Stella’s head tilted towards her friend as she listened, but brown eyes looked just past the familiar frame. As he finished, her face lit up as she turned to him with pursed lips. “I’m just surprised you’re still in one piece,” a nod of her head indicating she was down for checking out the damage, "Surprised and thankful. What, with that week you had?—  Managing to return relatively whole sounds like an accomplishment, Iz.” Fingers tucked imaginary flyaways behind an ear, “Do you plan on lyin’ low for a while?” 

[slapsacks]

me: *one headphone doesn’t work properly*

me: *twists headphone cord around arm, folds it in half, pinches cord jack, drapes cord carefully on lap, hunches over, and holds it against ear*

headphone: *works*

me: ah perfect

[saintlytherese-blog]

Therese had been sitting in the courtyard of the school, taking up residence on one of the benches. She had busied herself with writing in her journal, a coy smile ghosting across her lips. It was then she noticed another and an immediate blush took to her cheeks. "Oh! Sorry! I didn’t mean to take the whole bench up, here let me scoot over for you!” She shut her journal tight and shifted to one end of the bench, “"How are you today? It nice outside, isn’t it?”

[stellasolstace]

Taking longer strides towards the bench she’d came to calling her own, Stella didn’t notice the other girl until she looked up from the silver screen of her MP3; the unfamiliar face prompted her to unplug, pulling earbuds out apologetically once she caught the girl’s mouth moving. She caught the gesture and took it as a welcome, exchanging the music player for a notebook of her own simultaneously. “Oh! I’m lovely, the weather’s lovely. And you?” she chirped politely, surprised to find the girl’s positive energy matched her own. Pulling her bag tight to her body, she planted her elbows into the fabric adorning the surface. “I’m sorry, have we met before? I’m Stella,” the brunette offered, “and I’m hoping I didn’t interrupt your peace an’ quiet. Or anything else, for that matter; it’s a good spot you’ve got here, sunshine! I’ll admit.”  

[quietdvrkness-deactivated201701]

[b-harwood]

“Put some shoes on, we’re going. Yeah? Oh, surprise. I forgot to say surprise. Typical, right?” She didn’t know how she’d ended up here, driving around for a little too long on her own. Beth pointed over to her parents car, keys jingling in her hand. “Let’s motor.”

[b-harwood]

[stellasolstace]

“Are they not on?” Stella laughed, propping herself up on the patch of grass she’d been lying in to check out her feet. “And you’ve made good time, actually, Timmy, or uh, Tommy - y’know, the kid right down the block? Him, yeah; his ma just came to pick ‘im up. Making yours truly thirty dollars richer but,” she grinned, picking the bucket bag from where it’d been previously lying under her head only to haul it over a shoulder, “that’s besides the point, baby B.” Starting for the familiar vehicle, the brunette turned to address her neighbor, “For future reference though, SoCal skies don’t make for eventful cloud watching. It’s all blue; blue as far as the eye can see, babe.”

[stellasolstace]

RT@littlemisscindy: graduation?? what do you mean graduation??? no one's leaving that's funny hahaHAHAHA HAA

[callmeluca-blog]

“Wouldn’t have expected you to,” Luca responded, his voice dismissive and distant. Some part of him was reprimanding his currently abhorrent behaviour, and yet the pull wasn’t strong enough for him to stop. It was just so easy. “I’m good, fine, awesome,” he mumbled, eyes moving up to look at her. “You?”

[stellasolstace]

The brunette caught herself; she was gaping, slightly, before she decided to pull her lips tight in what was to be a line of concern. “The same,” Stella offered, a shrug of her shoulders. Neither act was convincing, she’d admit to that much. Backpedaling, “Are you sure there’s nothing?— nothing I can do for you?”

[kenzie-walker]

Mackenzie stood in front of a lamp post trying to tape up several posters for the Animal Rescue Fair. She was just getting the height perfect when the wind picked up and several papers flew away. “Hey, wait!” she yelled to the papers that obviously couldn’t hear her. She turned to your chara with urgency, “Can you get thoshe?”

[stellasolstace]

Pulling what was in hand close to her body at that very same gust, loose sheets she’d tucked into her own book rattled but remained. Though in the act of tucking her notebook tight, she’d cleared the way for the flyers the followed the wind. “On it,” she chirped without a second’s delay, snapping the leather cover and pulling the elastic piece over the edge to prevent any more spillage. Kneeling, Stella collected what sheets she saw and handed them over to the figure, before checking out the stand in it’s entirety. “Ooh, I’ve seen you before! Animal Rights Club, right? Need a hand with,” the brunette gestured to the set up, offering the girl a smile, “any of this?” 

[stellasolstace]

Luca frowned as he noticed the person approaching him. He knew he should’ve stayed inside the gates of his house, but it felt too suffocating. “What?” he asked harshly.

She’d been intent on walking clear past, but ‘course that was before she spotted the shadow of a boy; her mind, elsewhere, reeled back to reality at the voice. “Oh, sorry, did I? I didn’t - Sorry, Luca, I didn’t see you there,” she supplied, a question of circumstance evident in her voice. Lips parting in concern, “How are you?” 

[cindybonas-archieve]

“For once, I don’t want the school year to end, you know? It just feels like everyone is leaving. I’m not ready for that.” Taking a seat on the other girl’s bed, Cindy pulled her hair up in a bun. “I’ve started to do all my homework in the office instead of my bedroom. It’s now my no-stress zone!”

[stellasolstace]

“There’s still summer, sunshine! And, I don’t know, I’m kind’a looking forward to the end of the year actually? School spirits gave been low as of late, considering finals are approaching at scary speeds. Maybe, just, y’know, maybe it’ll be good for the lot of us to get all that paperwork out of the way, ya feel?” Stella sighs, rolling onto her side so she can look up and over at the frame of her familiar. “That’s some smart thinking of your behalf, actually. Not that I’m surprised; I never am, at that. If I pushed some of my ma’s character forms off the dining room table I could do the same, I think.” Incredulously, “This house is so full of clutter, Cindy, I don’t know how they do it.” 

[noemi-cipriani-blog]

Noemi nodded, a slightly sheepish expression on her face. “History is my favorie subject,” she tried to explain with a shrug and a smile. She forgot, sometimes, that it wasn’t ordinary to quote historical figures. The Cipriani household was used to it, by now, and Noemi didn’t often find an opportunity to spout another quote in front of others. “You never know, I bet the future will make crazy hairstyles and start to call yours boring.”

[stellasolstace]

“It’s cool,” Stella chimed, encouragingly, “like, it’s cool cool. Don’t worry ‘bout it, sunny; ‘course I can’t picture myself doing that anytime soon, but I can definitely appreciate that talent of yours.” And she did, she really did. The brunette didn’t necessarily have a knack for school herself, though in her home of two signs of study were rewarded more often than not. Stella picked up a strand at the sentiment though, releasing a soft laugh at the younger girl’s words, “I know this is boring, believe me. But as much as I’d love to get my hands on some no-fuss styles stat - I always forget to do some searching when I’ve got time on my hands, ya feel? Figures.” 

[stellasolstace]

“I was so looking forward to school coming to a close,” Stella started, “but I’ve managed to bring so much, y’know, school home with me the last few days that there’s now no difference between the two.” Dropping down to the bedspread with a defeated sigh, her mass of brown curls fanned around her head as she stared up at the ceiling. “What’s a gal to do, sunshine?”

[noemi-cipriani-blog]

“Or a little off the rails,” Noemi laughs as she continues flipping through the pages, “but as Queen Elizabeth II said, ‘With the benefit of historical hindsight we can all see things which we would wish had been done differently or not at all..’”

[stellasolstace]

“Ooh, that too,” she agreed, partnering words with a laugh of her own. “Wait,” Stella quipped, eyes shifting between the book and the girl before her before resting on Noemi, “did you just do that verbatim?” With an incredulous huff, her lips parted in a smile. “I mean, you’re not wrong either. Though I can’t picture, y’know, this getting old.” The brunette gestures in the general direction of her hair, “I mean, it’s not anythin’ like those ‘dos - it’s not much at all, sunshine.” 

[roundeachtime]

[damnitjannet]

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[rafcipriani-blog]

Mamma mia! Look at Stella cursing! What is this? The world is surely coming to an end. I try not to focus on them too but when you live with them and work with them it’s kinda hard. They expect me to stay in Heffes when I graduate, help more at the restaurant or go do something similar like my sister’s and I don’t want that you know?

It’s just that there are so many things that you can put on a pizza, and granted taste better - yet the nation’s favourite is pepperoni. It’s like people don’t even try to branch out. I mean I’m pretty sure you’ve tasted nearly everything on the menu.

[stellasolstace]

[She lets out a soft laugh at his enthusiasm, though it’s more so out of nervousness than she’d let on - after all, he made a fine point.] Surely. That’s it, isn’t it? The end of the world, the only explanation. But yeah, I mean, I could see that. Starting freshman year, or maybe like, later freshman year?— Around then, I guess, I just figured it’d be in my best interest to get out as often as I could get away with. It’s not really ideal honestly, and it’s not for everyone. Though if your sisters feel any way similar to how you do, I feel like there could a support system there. If you’re willing to tap into it, of course. 

I’m close to tasting everything, though I’m just not there quite yet; there’s still things I shy away from, especially ‘cause pizza’s a comfort food and it’s always safer to stick to the classics in times of need. I’ve gott’a be in a certain mood to go out of my way to try somethin’ new, y’know? I’d like to think I’m adventurous, but underneath it all, I’m a pepperoni gal through and through - there’s no shame, babe.