#prescott.start

[qveenvaleria-blog]

✉ message delivered ⇢ [ open ]

val: omg omg omg I hate me I aM A MURDERER

val: I think I'm going to be sick

[tessajpg-blog]

tessa’s eyes wandered along the busy halls of prescott high school, desperately searching for a familiar face. nothing. tucking a stray curl behind her ear, she began her journey to mr. swindell’s chemistry class. tessa paused for a moment, taking note of the student hanging pink flyers. it was that time of year again: prom. “with everything that’s been going on with emma and those tapes, doesn’t prom seem a little trivial?” 

[eddiebrck]

“h-holy fuck...” hunching over, caleb threw up what he hoped was the last of last night’s alcohol. the bruises and cuts that decorated his features were a painful reminder that whatever happened last night had gotten out of hand. true to character, caleb hoffman had gotten into another fight. to be honest, the exact details of last night’s bonfire were still a little fuzzy for the jock. “what the fuck happened last n-night?” another cough forced its way past his lips. “where’s rodney?” 

[terrormaker-blog]

jay flipped through the pages of chronicle of a death foretold for the thirtieth time. he tossed it on the table, letting the bookmark flop out. it didn’t matter. he’d just have to crawl through it all again, anyway.

“goddammit,” he murmured, not-quite library-quiet, leaning his head back to stare at the fluorescent ceiling lights. he willed himself to suddenly be able to finish this stupid sliver of a novel and then magically pull an entire essay from his ass. he willed harder. “jesus, emma.”

[tessajpg-blog]

doing her best to tune out the deafening roar of prescott’s lunchroom, tessa sat alone with nothing more than her thoughts to keep her company. her mind had become erratic picture show, playing the events of prom night on repeat. mindlessly playing with her food, she tried to make sense of it all: jay, the party, levi, the prom, elle, the tapes. her thoughts were interrupted as someone took a seat across the table. tessa simply shot them a skeptical look. “if you’re here to talk about last night, save it. principal scott knows everything, and i’m sure i’ll be suspended or something.” the brunette shoved her food away from her, not wanting to eat. “do us both a favor, and walk away.”

[tessajpg-blog]

imessage → open

tessa: hey

tessa: having a good time?

[tessajpg-blog]

tessa stared at the small black bag, biting her lip slightly as she weighed her options in silence. she was still unsure whether or not she would be going to the beach, but kept in mind the fact that aubrey would probably drag her out to carter’s regardless of what she wanted. “i was saving it for a special occasion, but...” a smile perked up on her lips. “wait. you are going to carter’s, right?”

[eddiebrck]

caleb stood in the sunny courtyard, tossing the football back and forth with a couple of his buddies. he noted a few familiar faces in the crowd of students around him. hoffman turned back to catch of the guys completely butchering his toss, sending the ball into the crowd. “are you fucking kidding me, dude?!” his eyes followed the ball as it slammed into a random student. “sorry about that. i don’t know what’s up with him. you okay?”