#dependsonhowyoudefineit

[nouslesprotegeons-blog]

dependsonhowyoudefineit

Going to college was one of the most important experiences in a young person’s life. Or at least that’s what they tried to tell Allison when she finished her last year of school... Being homeschooled by a family friend.

And of course her dad had dropped her off early. Even though she insisted she could go by herself to her first class. She lived in the dorms now, she could handle it. But, for some reason or another he’d been scarily protective of her since she’d gotten out of the hospital years ago.

The person who took his seat in front of her reminded her of someone that she just couldn’t quite put her finger on. But, then again, she did still have something wrong in that head of hers. “Hey.” She whispered, prodding him gently with her pen. “Are you going to pass those papers or what?”

[gettingthejuice-blog]

“Stop staring at me, Dumbass.”

[darach-bait]

“How many times do I have to tell you no?”

[hellxfadeduction]

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“So, I hear he isn’t really your cousin.”

[chainedtotrees]

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“I’m leaving the pack.”

[findmeon-allxson]

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Here, babe!! (xxx)

[findmeon-allxson]

Babies, fathers and pre med students.

2am, and Allison was exhausted. Ready to go out, and knock on door to door, until she found whose baby was wailing it's lil l u n g s out, and then beating both of its parents with a roll of newspapers. A month. A whole month since she moved into the new apartment complex, because her old roommate asked her to move out, in order for her boyfriend to move in. It was for the best-- Allison needed peace and quiet in order to cram for her exams, anyways. Jeanine wasn't serious enough to let her do that. And pre med courses kicked her ass. First week after moving in, it had started. The constant wailing, echoing trough thin walls, stealing both her sleep and concentration.

Finally, it had became too more than she could handle. She had half of her mind set to pack and go back home, at least till her midterms were over. Smacking her biochem book to a close, Allison bolted up and stomped to the door, pulling them open-- and nearly colliding with a man holing a child. A small, wailing baby wrapped in a red blanket. She didn't even have it in her to snap at him, or tell him to go fuck himself, hat do you think this is, an open house for wayward brats? That's how miserable he appeared. And that baby was cute. "Is she sick? Fever or something? Teething? Because it kind of founds as if you're trying to skin her alive."

[kindahategreenberg]

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"Stilinski, my office. Come on kid. You look like you're gonna hurl."