#p;01

[elianaxhunter]

Eliana was never one to shy away from parties but if the so called parties involved uptight adults and people asking her again and again why she took up art and not follow her parents footsteps into being doctors. That was just shitty. So instead of sitting on the table where she was supposed to be, with her parents and brother, she was in the bar, her eyes focused on her sketch pad while the poor bartender was in front of her, trying not to move. "If you'll move one bit, I'd ruin that hair of yours," She has been cursing under her breath for the last few minutes so that might have scared him, but of course, he still has to breath every now and then. Though it was a 'norm' that girls who are into arts would be shy, it wasn't the case for Eliana, she was confident and she think that every girls should be, what's the use of their gift if they wouldn't flaunt it. That's what she is doing now, flaunting that she can draw, and can do it really well, grabbing the paper at the end and tearing it off before giving it to the bartender. "There you go, now you owe me a scotch," She can afford getting that easily but the fact that she worked for the sketch, she thinks she deserves that free scotch, just a quick batting of her eyelashes to pursuade him to give her what she wanted. "Thank you."

[elianaxhunter]

Hunter looked around the place for Lucy, he already sent her a message that he will be there at the entrance of the ballroom waiting for her. He was forced to throw in a suit and tie, not that he has not got used to it but he still prefers to wear his white shirt and jeans. Tonight was an exception though, his and Eliana's parents will be given an award and he cannot miss it or else, he wouldn't have a house to go home to, and a credit card where he can binge swipe all of the car parts he bought, it would be a shame if he would need to get a real job and pay it for himself. So he sucked it all up, cleared his night and show up with a tie which his mother praised. Clearing his throat as he tilted his head at the side, spotting the blonde babe going in the venue. His long legs gave him the advantage on taking long strides so he was right next to her in no time, leaning in a little bit so he could whisper on her ear, "Hello gorgeous," He doesn't know when it all started, how Lucy and him became flirty with each other, to be honest, he never really saw her that way before. She was his sister's bestfriend and they all grew up together, he saw her blossom into his beautiful woman that is a girl no more. "Care to dance later on?" 

[liittlewolfe]

— in bloom.

Hartley was greeted into the boy’s dorm by the sound of loud and obnoxious male teenage laughter. The faint smell of expensive colonge and cigarettes reached her nostrils causing her to scrunch up her nose as she began to walk down the hall towards the TV room. She was looking for Hunter, as usual, and hadn’t been able to find him anywhere on campus so she assumed he was back here chilling out with whomever he came across that day. As the petite honey-blonde reached the entrance she heard shuffling, a stiff laugh followed by a strong thud. She raised her eyebrows up in alarm and peeked into the room where she caught sight of a young boy on the floor, completely surrounded by preppies. She knew exactly what was happening. Hazing— the preppies cherished it. Hunter explained that it helped them weed the weak ones out but Hartley hated it; it just wasn’t in her nature to be so violent. However, she kept her opinions mostly to herself, she knew it wouldn’t change anything. It was tradition, that’s just how it was and everyone understood that. But that didn’t keep her from feeling a sharp burning sensation in her chest as she watched the poor stranger being attacked, she felt so helpless. Her hands began to shake lightly as she grew anxious for the hazing to end, she couldn’t look for much longer. They were hurting him bad, he’d had enough. Stepping out from the shadows the girl hollered out. ‘’Okay, okay, enough!’’ Hartley barked as she lunged towards the group of men. ‘’He’s had enough guys, he gets it.’’ She hissed, looking over at a random classmate and then, of course, Hunter. ‘’Where did you come from?’’ Hunter questioned. ‘’Doesn’t matter, I watched the whole thing. Leave him be now.’’ Hartley quipped back. Hunter smirked cheekily in reply and shrugged. ‘’Damn, Hartley, ruin our fun why don’t ya?’’ He snickered. Other laughs followed. It made her blood boil. ‘’But for you, fine. I got chem anyways, I’ll see you after that. Bye, Flipper.’’ Hunter cackled, patting his victim on the head before him and the rest of the group headed back to class as if nothing happened.

 Hartley waited until she heard the door close behind them to approach the young man, which she did cautiously and slowly. ‘’Hey,’’ She whispered. ‘’They got you good, didn’t they?’’ The blonde said with a dry laugh that she later regretted. ‘’Let’s get you up, shall we?’’ She waved over a boy who was standing in the doorway, Ashby something, and got him to help her get him up. Once he was laid on the couch she ran into the small kitchen in the dorm and took a bag of peas and a bottle of water out of the fridge, quickly dousing a kitchen towel in cold water before jogging back to TV room. She felt a little weird about helping out a total stranger like this but she felt like it was partly her fault, it was the least she could do. She could have stopped it but she didn’t.. couldn’t. Taking the lid off the bottle of water she held it out towards the boy on the couch, Ashby looking over her shoulder. ‘’You should probably drink some of this.’’ The girl offered gently, her eyes then scanning up and down the boy’s now bruised and semi-bloody body for large wounds. ‘’Where does it hurt the most?’’

[hecatexljoe]

{ 01 }

      L.Joe gazed at the watch strapped onto his wrist and groaned mentally as he finally realized the time. His stomach growled and he was starting to become light-headed, it was definitely lunch time. He stood up from his desk and, after he gathered his belongings, started to walk towards the cafeteria. He walked past a bunch of other students, most of them laughing and talking in their small groups and clusters. He sighed and couldn't help but feel a little lonely in his new environment. But within one second, he shrugged it all off when he got a whiff of the scent of food. He then grabbed one of the trays and hurried into the line, tripping clumsily and hitting the back of the woman in front of him with his tray. "A-Ah!" He said, startled, "I'm sorry!"