May 28, 2014
Ma se tipo io volessi scappare da tutto questo?
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Ma se tipo io volessi scappare da tutto questo?
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Get Yourself A Bad Boy || Harry & Vincent
A cigarette hangs from pale lips as the sound of the school rings loudly in the ears of many teenagers. The bodies move in a sort of frantic pace but the lips don't even twitch. They merely part to release the deadly smoke as green eyes watch people run by in the parking lot -- late for whatever reasons they had. Harry was never late to class -- mostly because he never showed up in the first place. Not that it mattered. He was smart -- smarter than the eyeliner, leather jackets, and cheap cigarettes made him look, but that didn't mean he wasn't hurting. He was more than just that.
A car pulls up with a loud screech -- a boy much smaller than Harry climbing out and rushing to get inside of the building. Something about him intrigued Harry -- making that lip twitch before long agile fingers flicked the ash off the end of the cancer stick -- inhaling one last time before letting it drop to the concrete -- stepping it out with his boots and following the figure in -- though trailing further behind to go mostly undetected. He'd never seen the boy before, of course. He didn't pay much attention to anyone at the school. All his friends were in college now and no one had peaked his interest until now.
It's slightly ironic that the boy walks to the class in which Harry was supposed to show up to every single morning but rarely ever did. His ironic smirk on his face as he stood outside the door for a few brief moments before walking in himself after the boy. It's sort of a shock to everyone else that he's even here. It's clear in the teacher's expression as he takes a seat -- hands spreading out on the wooden desk before gripping the edges. He doesn't bother to look at the boy he followed -- gaze set on the teacher.
"Missed me, Teach?" He questions but he gets bits of grumbles in response before the woman points to the board -- a warm-up placed on the board. Easy peasy.
;; distructixn
"You take your best friend out for coffee; okay." He's taking to himself just don't even acknowledge him. He doesn't even know you're there. "He asks to stop by his boyfriend's place super quick; fine. And now it's been an hour, I'm pretty sure they just had sex and I don't know what they're doing now; OKAY!" Calvin rambled on, sipping at his frap and slumping his back in his seat. "Have you been here this whole time?" he spat suddenly, not looking up from his phone.
girl, what are u talking about
distructixn replied to your post:
Ruin either vincent or cecilia or hendrix. OR ALL OF THEM.
[goat noise] give me hendrix aubrey wants the hendrix
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Paired up | distructixn
Rosie sat in her English class, her chin resting on the palm of her hand - completely bored out of her mind, she just wanted to get out and go home already but no; school lasts for six and a half hours. How fucking fun.
The brunette's head shot up as she heard their teacher tell them that they were being paired up for an assessment, this can't go down well. "Rosie and... Donovan." Fuck. Her eyes widened as she heard her name and his. Knowing him, she'll end up just doing the whole work by herself - not that she minded, she'd rather do it on her own and leave him to do whatever the fuck he likes. Rosie looked towards Donovan, his stupid cap sitting up, him and his stupid fucking hat. "You may go over to your partner and discuss what your assessment will be about." There's no way in hell she was going to move from her seat, he was the one for moving. Not her.