( exalted girl, can you see the way you part the seas? waves of adolescents swaying back against their lockers, a quiet hisses through their ranks. they watch you always. pesky, hungry eyes watching, watching watching with so much
fear
curiosity
pity.
sad girl! poor you.that’s what their eyes are saying. toying and prying and waiting to see what happens next. who will be next. after all, those closest few are dropping like flies to a burning light, their corpses bouncing at your feet. and when will you crack? when will that porcelain grin shake, slip, shatter?)
war drums and heels sound the same under the rip and roar of carefree voices. her approach is swift; lithe frame weaving through the fray. eyes prickle down the length of her spine as she passes by. chin tilts heavenward. daddy’s always smiling daughter ( doll ) beaming as bright as any sun. poise is worn like glittering armor, hallway gossip is a barrage of arrows skipping off a silvery chest plate.
didn’t you hear? --
nina, riley, will --
deaddeaddead.
a slow slide along locker wall. lashes aflutter, the cheapest feign of casualty and innocence. grin turns shark sharp, the barest hint of a bitter chill toying along jaw’s tightened edge.
❛ seems like jake’s been enjoying himself way more blow than normal recently. aaaanny idea where he might be getting it? ❜
you literally never asked for this @seerboye lmao