#unexpectedfiona

[xochristinex-blog]

Text || Fiona

Christine: My life is a joke, that's what's going on.

[therealrocco-blog]

text || to Fiona

Rocco: You haven't been hanging around Lima Heights have you?

[goldstarstjames-blog]

Phonecall >>> Fiona

Rachel: [Calls Fiona frantically from the New York apartment]

[brookshk]

Text > Fiona

Brooks: I'm sorry...

Brooks: If it helps at all, you can tell your parents it was totally my fault and that I peer pressured you into doing it and everything. It might ease up on the lectures if they think it wasn't a decision you made without persuasion.

[xochristinex-blog]

text || fiona

C: Well, well, well. Engaging in underage drinking AND illegal substances.

C: I'm impressed.

C: Also concerned.

[goldstarstjames-blog]

Text >>> Fiona

Rachel: Hi sweetie, are you all packed for New York? I was thinking, maybe you and I could go and look at Yale as a backup for Harvard while Austin is rehearsing?

[goldstarstjames-blog]

Text >>> Fiona

Rachel: Sweetheart...you had a fight with Layla?

Rachel: Why didn't you tell me? Are you hurt?

[gdiwayla-blog1]

@queenfionastjames

Layla was furious. It took a lot to get her to the point where she couldn’t control her anger, but anything involving Wyatt could quickly get her to that point. Add Fiona to the mix and Layla was done. Ignoring the angry sounds from outside the building, Layla entered the auditorium, allowing the door to slam shut behind her. “Fiona.” She greeted, approaching the other girl. She had no idea what she was doing, she wasn’t exactly built to fight or win said fights. But this had probably been a long time coming, that didn’t mean she was going to randomly start throwing punches however. “You want to repeat what you were saying about my brother or are you only brave when it’s online?”