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[graysonanthony-blog1]

the waltz

Tony checked his phone for the twentieth time. It was finally three p.m. He scanned over the kindergartners clustered around him, most of whom were whispering amongst themselves and fidgeting nervously. After taking count to assure that they were all there, Tony crouched down and clapped twice to catch their attention.

“Alright kiddos,” he began as the children turned to face him. “I know a lot of you are nervous, but there’s no reason to be, okay? You’ve practiced hard and you’re gonna do great. No matter what happens, I’ll be a proud teacher.” Tony grinned broadly and gave a thumbs up. “Now go out there, do your best, and let’s show the first-graders who’s boss!”

At his final words, the kindergartners stumbled out into the town square. Tony snuck around the side and took a seat on a hay bale, watching intently as the music began to play and his students fumbled to grab hands. None of them were synchronized; they were all waltzing around offbeat and tripping over one another’s feet. One student fell, but he bounced right back up. Tony felt a surge of pride.

“Aren’t they amazing?” He whispered to the unfortunate soul sitting next to him (Tony had an annoying habit of talking through everything). “Look at ‘em -- look at those little fuckin’ monsters. Those are my kids. Aren’t they great?”

[beperfect-violette]

Be more than you are. Be more than beautiful - Serena & Violette

Violette estava encantada com aquele hotel em Las Vegas. Era definitivamente um dos hotéis mais bonitos que já havia visto. Aquele lugar estava repleto de rapazes bonitos a todo lado e aquilo fazia ela dar risadas sozinhas. Talvez aquela tal viagem não fosse algo tão ruim assim, certo? Eles poderiam se divertir de verdade. Ali era apenas o primeiro local e bom.. Parecia grande o suficiente para 24 adolescentes se divertirem. Parecia ter infraestrutura para aquilo. E a ruiva não ficaria parada esperando o tempo passar. Com o vestido rodado cor de rosa e a jaqueta branca por cima, ela decidiu dar uma volta. 

Estava procurando por Anne, elas precisavam fazer compras junto. Quer dizer, ali era Las Vegas. Sem dúvida alguma elas tinham de fazer compras naquele local. Violette pensava que não estava tão bem vestida para um lugar como aqueles e aqueles sapatos de salto fino já estavam machucando-a. Talvez colocar chinelos e ir na piscina ajudariam alguma coisa. A garota logo se reprendeu mentalmente. Estava realmente pensando como alguém fútil e aquilo não era algo agradável. Balançou a cabeça negativamente e decidiu virar de costas e ir pro seu dormitório. 

Estava andando distraída quando esbarrou com alguém e as duas caíram no chão. Por sorte, era alguém conhecida. "Serena! Me desculpe, não te vi" falou dando uma risada em seguida, brevemente, se levantando em seguida e estendendo a mão em direção do corpo alheio para ajudar a outra "Hm, você está ocupada? Estava pensando em fazer algo" Logo a garota dos cabelos cor de fogo abaixou os olhos observando as roupas da loira e subindo deu um breve sorriso olhando pra garota. "Eu não sei se você tem algo pra fazer, mas acho que temos planos pra agora. Vou te ajudar a se vestir melhor" 

Sem pensar duas vezes, Violette pegou no braço de Serena e começou a caminhar com ela pra o corredor que ficava seu quarto. Logo abriu a porta pra mesma e a colocou pra dentro do quarto, fechando a porta a seguir. Com um olhar atento rodou o quarto todo apenas com os olhos, procurando por sua mala de mão. Assim que achou a puxou pra cima da cama. A mesma estava mais pesada do que parecia. Abriu a mala e dali, parecia que uma nuvem de glitter rosa saltaria de dentro... Uma bolsa inteira repleta de cosméticos para beleza. "Nessa tem maquiagem. Nas duas de rodinhas tem roupas. Eu vou te emprestar uma roupa e depois vamos sair em compras pra refazer suas malas, ta legal?"

[natearchibald-rp-blog-blog]

We Are All On Drugs || Nerena

Nate couldn't hide the glee that broke out on his face at the news that is old flame, and good friend Serena was back in town. Things were a fucking mess with Caroline, and while yes he obviously had some feelings for her, they weren't together, and she'd made it quite clear that Tyler was her choice, something that Nate was bitter about. Then there was Blair, but he didn't exactly know where the two of them stood either. Then at the center of it all was Serena, the one who always seemed to swoop in at the right moment, all glowing blonde hair and an effervescent smile, she made things simple, Serena was simple and care-free, at the heart of it all she was spontaneous and fun-loving, nothing was ever complicated with her, which was something Nate needed badly right now.

He left his tent in his favorite plaid button-up that hung loosely around a deep gray v-neck and some old jeans as he arrived at her tent, not too far from his where he could see boxes all stacked up inside. He wasted no time in spotting the angelic blonde standing in the corner going through her stuff, "Serena." A broad smile hastened across his face as he stepped forward and wrapped his arms tenderly around her. "I missed you."