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“I told you that I didn’t need your fucking pity, I am perfectly fine and I don’t need you constantly following me around like some lost puppy to make sure that I am doing okay. I am FINE and that is all I am going to tell you.” Clearly by the way that Alex was reacting he wasn’t even close to being fine, but he had hated when people showed any kind of caring notion towards him -- and it was more than likely because he had not been use to anyone caring about him.
‘ you don’t think it’s like... weird and stuff that i have POWERS, do you? ‘ nervously tapping his fingertips against the seat, he could feel small flecks of green energy sparking quietly from his fingertips. // @lostxroyals ♥’d.
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Charlotte stood there frozen not exactly sure what she was suppose to say or do, “did you really think that you were going to be able to get away with the rumors? I would never give you the time of day to even be able to tell people that we hooked up.” Honestly she didn’t get what the point was that the other thought they needed to tell everyone that they had done things behind closed door. “Was it because you wanted people to think that you were able to deflower me or something?”
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“That is the worse idea in the history if ideas. We’re going to get caught and the last thing that I need is to be kicked out of school because I followed the idea of doing one last prank before graduation.” Bailey was seen as someone who was scared to break the rules if it involved any kind of suspension or even getting charged. “I need to keep my image as perfect as people have made me out to be.” A small smirk formed upon the female’s lips.
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briefly glancing at the screen, ethan manages to catch a glimpse of the other’s history, chuckling to himself as he shakes his head. “so when i’m not around, you invest in mediocre porn instead of the real thing?” he jokes, managing a wink as he searches for the documentary on netflix.
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“Hey, how can I help you?” Jesse raised an eyebrow, leaning against the desk at the record label. “Do you have a meeting with someone?”
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oliver: who the fuck is this and how'd you get my number?
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His freshman year in college Nathan had expected completely different — straight A’s across the board, attending the greatest social gatherings every weekend, pursuing his life long dreams, and no worries clouding his mind ever. However, that might have been a fantasy, because let’s just say not any of those things had come true so far. Most surprising of all; history had been kicking his ass terribly, and it was causing him nightmares. In order to not fail this course, he had to ace the final exam, and there was no way in hell that was going to happen anytime soon if he went on as he did right now. He resorted to the last option in his mind, something he had wanted to avoid for as long as he could; admitting his defeat, and asking his professor for some kind of help.
And so he was approaching the male after their lecture, leaning against the front of his desk as he chewed onto his lower lip. “Okay, so,” he started hesitantly, glancing up at his professor, “long story short... I am failing this course. And I need your help.”
