#brielle-edwards

[keaganmisra]

“Hey Bri, you said you needed me?”

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[abeljackson-blog]

Knight In Not So Shiny Armor

Abel was at some shit-lame party, he would’ve thought a keg of beer, some pot, and other illegal activities would’ve made it more interesting. But honestly? He was bored and a bit stoned. Whoever brought the weed got ripped off because it was duller than a freshmen's manicure. So, he went to go fill up his solo cup with some more beer when he saw a particular sight. A gorgeous girl being hit on by a guy, but not appreciating it at all. Granted what did she think coming here dressed like that? It was when Abel saw the guy forcing her onto him that he felt something stir in his lower stomach. Anger. Or maybe not anger, but the adrenaline rush he got before he usually hit something, or in this case, someone. Shoving his way through the crowd he heard the girl once again say ‘No.’ and that was it. With ease, he slipped between the two and Abel knocked the guy to the ground with a swift punch to the corner of his jaw. A chosen move he’d learned a while ago when coming to hit someone who wasn't paying attention. A few swift kicks to the ribs he leaned down, picking up the asshole by the collar of his shirt and he pinned him to the wall. “Pretty sure she fucking said, ‘no’ asshole.” He spits through his teeth, his knuckles red from the pure strength he used but it didn’t matter. The poor bastards lip was split and he didn’t even fight back as much as Abel would’ve liked.. Whatever. “Come near her again, and I’ll fucking make sure you can’t use that pathetic excuse for a dick ever again.” With that, he pushed the guy into the crowd that was surrounding them, and Abel turned to find the damsel in distress. “You alright, darlin’?” He questioned, using the whiteness of his t-shirt to wipe the other guy's blood off his hand. 

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[thomasxedwards]

Brielle and Thomas Moodboard

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[giannirusso-blog1]

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I like you // I love you // You’re one of my best friends // You’re like family // You are family // I dislike you // I hate you // I’d kill you if I got the chance // I want you to like me // I’m scared of you // I would adopt you // I’d date you // I’d sleep with you // I’d marry you // I’m worried about you // You confuse me // You’re annoying // I pity you // I respect you // I trust you // I feel protective of you // I’d invite you with me to parties // I’d lend you my money // I’d borrow your money // You’re good-looking // I’m suspicious of you // I’m hiding something from you // You’re fun // You’re boring // I’m upset with you // You’re nice // You’re mean // I’m envious of you // You’re smart // You’re stupid // I look up to you // I think you’re a better person than me // I think I’m a better person than you // I want to apologize to you // I wish I’d never met you // I never want to forget you // I want to get to know you better 

[misswinnierussell]

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I like you // I love you // You’re one of my best friends // You’re like family // You are family // I dislike you // I hate you // I’d kill you if I got the chance // I want you to like me // I’m scared of you // I would adopt you // I’d date you // I’d sleep with you // I’d marry you // I’m worried about you // You confuse me // You’re annoying // I pity you // I respect you // I trust you // I feel protective of you // I’d invite you with me to parties // I’d lend you my money // I’d borrow your money // You’re good-looking // I’m suspicious of you // I’m hiding something from you // You’re fun // You’re boring // I’m upset with you // You’re nice // You’re mean // I’m envious of you // You’re smart // You’re stupid // I look up to you // I think you’re a better person than me // I think I’m a better person than you // I want to apologize to you // I wish I’d never met you // I never want to forget you // I want to get to know you better

[giannirusso-blog1]

1, 2, 3, 4, 9

1. For a drunk text

Gianni: hey. whts up pty brile, alwys makn pepol smile C))

2. For an angry text

Gianni: You didn’t tell me the shoot was at 9, you texted me 9:30...great first impression that’ll make.

3. For a text meant for someone else

Gianni: She’s beautiful and everything but I’m 85% sure she’s not into me like that

4. For a text asking for a favor

Gianni: Could you ask your boss or whoever if they have an extra SD card ready? This one might fill up pretty fast.

9. For a long barrage of texts

Gianni: Can you open the entrance for me

Gianni: Brielle?

Gianni: Are you there or

Gianni: Wait nvm I see you ok

[misswinnierussell]

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Winnie: yo yu off the hizzle b lol

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Winnie: this is your daily reminder that YOU ARE MY BEST FRIEND AND I LOVE YOU

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Winnie: hELP I just had WAR flashbacks of MAX ugh why am I like this?? 

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Winnie: hi thanks for bringing me to France lols you’ll see this when ya WAKE UP

[misswinnierussell]

just like you | Winnie and Brielle

It had been too long since Winnie hung out with Brielle, and after all the craziness of the past few weeks dealing with Rich in various capacities, in addition to the whirlwind that was Max Morgan, Winnie was glad to have a girl’s day with her best girl friend. After the last bell of the day, she packed up her things and met Brielle at her locker. She gave her friend a bright smile and said, “Okay, missy, you ready to have the best day ever? Mostly because there’s no science homework, but also because we know how to have fun!” Winnie giggled and really looked at Brielle. The other girl was so sweet, so kind, so...good. Why? she wondered, truly puzzled. Winnie herself often lied about doing charity work, saving baby porcupines or helping others in some way, but Brielle was the type to actually do that sort of thing. But Winnie was also the type not to let herself get hurt. She could make others feel inferior at the drop of a hat, and she was convinced that if Brielle could quit being so emotionally soft for five minutes, she could do the same. Winnie loved Bri, but her friend’s incessant need to be a good person really frustrated her sometimes. Perhaps there was a way to change it, Winnie mused to herself. Really, she’d be doing Brielle a favor. With a nod, her inner monologue ceased and she snapped back into reality. “So? You ready to go?”

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