#p:003

[breebytes]

Let’s Try This Again | Breecedes

TAGGING: Bree Jordan & Mercedes Jones

TIME FRAME: Wednesday, March 11th, mid-day.

LOCATION: School Hallway

GENERAL NOTES: Bree and Mercedes are forced to talk to each other after both of them are assigned to the same job cleaning up the school. 

Bree:

School was the last place Bree wanted to be on Spring Break. It’s not like she had big plans like going to the beach or anything, but she had still been looking forward to having a break after the last couple weeks of madness. But that went out the window when all the students were informed that they instead had to report to the school to help fix it up. 

So Wednesday morning that’s what Bree did. She was told she’d be helping to repaint some of the walls in the hallway of the Warner building, and that the supplies were already set up and waiting for her. Upon arriving she realized she had her work cut out for her. The walls were chipped and peeling from the old grayish-yellow paint and still had some paintball marks on it from two weeks ago. Bree let out a loud sigh. “Unbelievable.”

[cupcakxmia]

can you feel the love tonight

@heishouparkk​

O coração da O’Conner parecia estar entrando numa autêntica taquicardia, e por mais que a garota soubesse o motivo de tal, ela simplesmente tentava se manter calma. Sua respiração era funda, quase como se ela tivesse tentando controlar algum impulso. O sorriso que emoldurava seu belo rosto era largo, e talvez meramente apaixonado. O brilho que se apoderava de suas íris achocolatadas era intenso demais, quase ofuscando aqueles que passavam por si. Maria não sabia explicar, mas ela parecia estar caminhando em direção de um caminho sem saída. Ela se sentia completamente presa aqueles pensamentos. Pensamentos esses que eram ocupados por alguém que aos poucos parecia conquistá-la cada vez mais. Alguém que tinha o nome: Hei Shou Park.

A sonserina se encontrava sentada sobre a grama, seu olhar fixo sobre as estrelas que começavam cobrindo o céu escuro. E talvez a garota não devesse estar ali aquela hora, contudo ela sentia uma enorme necessidade de olhar para aquele belo céu. Ou talvez era apenas seu sub-consciente lhe avisando que a pessoa que ocupava sua mente iria estar ali aquela hora. E só de pensar em tal fato o rosto da bruxinha se iluminou numa felicidade enorme. ---  “  And can you feel the love tonight? It is where we are, it's enough for this wide-eyed wanderer, that we've got this far... “ --- começou cantarolando baixinho uma de suas músicas preferidas.

[sam-athogwarts-blog]

Sam looked around him, taking in the empty seats at the long table he was sitting on. Seats he knew that would have been filled if the battle of last year hadn’t happened where it did. Right here at Hogwarts. It was still on of the things that puzzled him the most. ‘Who in their right mind would even consider a school full of a kids as the perfect place for a final battle?’ It was a thought he, still, only had one answer to.. a mad man. He shook his head to clear it from his thoughts, tonight was not the time to think about these things. He applauded as the last first year had been sorted and hurried over to the Hufflepuff table to join the small group of other first years. 

After the food appeared on the table Sam glanced around and spotted an empty seat next to Blaine at the Gryffindor table, an idea forming in his head. ‘ Well, Headmistress McGonagall did say she wanted to see people of all houses interact with each other more, so why not.. right?’ Sam thought to himself as he stood up and walked over to the other boy. “Can you pass me the mashed potatoes,” he asked as he slipped into the seat next to Blaine, giving everybody sitting around them a friendly smile.

[itaidoshins-blog]

“Don’t you crumple your face up at me.”

Winter arrived rather early this year, something Joohui was more than thankful for. The cold, brisk weather means that people are smart enough to stay indoors, thus lowering traffic and the chances of a packed afternoon at her favorite coffee place. That’s what she thought, at least. ’Packed’ would be an understatement considering how there was little to no space for anyone to move upon entering the cafe, the doors blocked by the masses of bodies all huddling in the corner for warmth. The young female wouldn’t call it luck to have accommodated a booth for herself minutes before the rush of people, seeing as how someone found it easy to spot her amongst other faces and had took it upon themselves to ruin Joohui’s solitude.

”Don’t you crumple your face up at me.”

She scrunches her face yet again for no reason other than to spite him. Cold fingers wrap themselves around her cup before bringing it to her lips, letting the steam warm her face as she takes small, tentative sips. “I didn’t peg you for a people person. Or are you here to leech off of my cookies, because-” She holds two fingers up “-I charge twice as much.”

[wthtobias-blog]

“no, no-- dolf, i can’t do that.” tobias let out as he watched dolf roll up a joint. the boy was too mesmorized by the quick finger work, to realize what he was doing before he was almost finished. words replaying in his head as he tried deciding whether he should or should not. the thing was, tobias had done loads of things in his life that people didn’t expect after him, yet he did, but smoking a blunt had never been one of them. “i’m supposed to work, job, write music, all that.” the younger lad confessed, something that was a lie --- something that dolf would know most likely, he had been up in tobias’ business ever since the day he returned. “i’m supposed to focus, but you’re distracting me.” he pouted, pulling the sleeves of the sweater he was wearing a bit down, it was way too big, causing his hands to disappear, a bit of his collar bone to reveal. “i’ve never--” he then uttered, “i’ve never done that shi-- stuff before.” tobias confessed, pulling his legs up, “i’m not sure-- i don’t like to lose control.”

[hellastellla]

Beside You / 003

It had been three years; three years and every night was just like the first. Stella never would have thought that after this long, she would still be tagging along on every tour. Then again, she would have never thought she would end up with the lead guitarist. Stella could spend every night on the side of that stage, watching Dakota do the thing he loved the most and she could never get bored of it. What had started off as Stella’s summer job selling merchandise to pay for school, had turned into Stella’s greatest adventure. She got to hang out with an amazing band, made incredible new friends and fell in love, it was more than she could have ever expected. Dakota and Stella had been together for two years now, ever since that night in the park where he kissed her, it all changed for the better. By now, the both of them had been through so much together. Stella was by his side at every show, every award ceremony, and every day in the studio. There was hardly ever a time that the two were apart, knowing that neither of them would take it well at all. Stella had even left her old school and began her classes online so it would be easier, wanting to get closer to her degree but still be on the road. By now, they thought they had it all figured out. 

Her thoughts were interrupted by the roar of the crowd and the halt in the music, indicating that the show was over. With an enthusiastic smile, Stella stood straight off of the wall she had been leaned up against, standing on her tiptoes to spot Dakota while the boys ran off of stage. The energy that came with the boys was contagious, the end of every show left the entire crew buzzing with excitement, something she couldn’t explain. A small squeal escaped her lips as her eyes met Dakota, meeting him halfway once he got off the stage. “Hey superstar,” she giggled, immediately throwing her arms around his neck as she reached him. He was drenched with sweat but she didn’t care, she just wanted to be close to him. only when she could feel his heartbeat in his chest against hers, thumping rapidly with the excitement from the show, did she feel as if she was close enough to him. “You killed it out there,” she complimented, peering up at her boyfriend with a smile so wide her eyes were nearly squeezed shut. There would never be a day where she wouldn’t feel incredibly proud of Dakota and everything he was accomplishing, when he was the physical reminder in front of her everyday.

[thestarchildgilbert-blog]

A kind of comfort|| Jelliott

As much as Elliott acted as though he was fine, the throat infection had taken it out of him and his face was gently flushed with color from having a temperature. It certainly wasn’t the worst he had ever felt but it wiped him of energy, making him lethargic and lacking in focus. He just about made it through his lessons though on more than one occasion, he had noisily had to excuse himself from a class because he couldn’t stop coughing to the point tears had formed and  he had forced down water to ease the irritation.

Honestly, the news of Alice leaving Dalton hadn’t helped either. She had explained to him of course but the lack of her sunny presence didn’t help at all. He had gotten used to having her around and they had shared a close bond that he wasn’t sure he would find with anyone else in quite the same way. Still, he was aware that he had plenty of people still at the school who cared and who he enjoyed spending time with. James was one of them. Though they joked back and forth about sex, Elliott was really just looking forward to having him around in a submissive capacity. He hadn’t been lying when he said he found comfort in having a sub by his side.

Having left the door unlocked, Elliott had settled himself on the couch, throw slung over the back and casually dressed in a tank and joggers as he skipped through the television channels.

[yourboydean-blog-blog-blog]

003

Three text messages. 1 phone call. 2 hours late. Dean was in a rush and a mess as he tried to compose himself sitting in Kellen's driveway. Swim practice ended forever ago and he usually went straight to her place as soon as it was over but today had been different. As he sat in his car Dean desperately tried to think of an excuse-any excuse-for his appearance. The best he could come up with was that he had smashed his face into the wall doing laps during practice but he knew Kellen would see straight through that and if she didn't then she would find out at school later. He was all out of ideas and honestly he wasn't in any mood to think of anything else. His head hurt. His mind hurt. Everything hurt and he just wanted to sleep. Part of Dean had thought about simply skipping Kellen's today and going home but at the same time he knew she would worry if he skipped out on her and it was better to face her now than wait for tomorrow when the questions would be even worse.

Finally getting out of his car Dean took a deep breath and ran a nervous hand through his blonde hair, it was still slightly damp from practice and the shower he had taken. Kellen was going to freak when she saw him, it was inevitable. His eye was already bruised and his lip was split, already swelling and puffy from the punch he had taken. Dean had been in a few fights before but this one had turned nasty fast and if it wasn't for his buddies splitting it up then Dean was certain it would have just gotten worse. It had happened after swim practice with Logan of all people and he just knew Kellen was going to give him hell for it. She had made him promise to stay away from Logan and specifically not to kill him, and he technically hadn't broken the latter however Logan was going to be suffering from his pummeled face for a while for his comments. No one disrespected Kellen, not with Dean around and he had just proved that once more by promptly picking a fight with a guy who really did deserve it. Walking up the steps to her house Dean opened the front door, holding the handle for a second wondering if this was the right idea. He couldn't actually do this, could he? But he had to. Kellen would find out soon enough and it would be better out of his mouth. Stepping inside Dean lost his shoes before stepping into the living room, "Kell? Hey I'm sorry I'm late, I got caught up with something".