#wvstarter

[ranierdays-blog]

“I’m going to kill myself if this stupid ‘back to school’ party is mandatory.”

[rvbbins-blog]

“ you know- you look like a horse when you laugh down your nose like that. “ tearing the cigarette from between his lips, he tosses it on the ground, stomping it out. “just bein’ honest, hun. it’s not an attractive quality. you should work on that.”

[lucasfckingkeller-blog]

Luke walked around campus trying to find a vending machine that had Gatorade stocked when he felt his body collide with someone else. He looked at the and apologized “Fuck, sorry I’m kinda drunk right now from last night, and I’m trying to get ahead of the hangover I'm hoping doesn’t come on.”

[wydprince-blog]

A sense of normalcy was what Ian was craving, what his fingers were itching to grab. That’s why his fingers hesitated when it came to shutting off his car- why the button felt like a blessing and a curse. Going in meant having a good time, but going in also meant risking his life. Quite literally. He could feel the warmth of everyone pressed against him, the need to lean in close to talk over the music. Being sick meant precautions and Ian was throwing them away just to feel that bit of normal. He was past the point of caring, the point of valuing his own life. There was a ticking in his brain and it was only moments before it just stopped.

With a deep breath, Ian shut his car off and sealed his fate. Fingers gripped his jacket close as he approached the back to school bash location. There wasn’t any going back, he was half way there already. Ian’s shoes felt too heavy, like they were plastered in mud that had finally decided to dry. He shook out his muscles, releasing all the tension so he wouldn’t seem so suspicious. 

“Hey,” he said, a beaming smile on his face as he approached the first person he knew the face of. The nerves were still there, but Ian wasn’t going to let them show. If he wanted a sense of normal, he had to at least act that way. “Anything good happen yet?”

[exposedito-blog]

“honestly, someone’s got to realise that any publicity is the best publicity,” he’s saying, his phone in front of his face, clearly talking on an insta live. “west valley is absolutely full of people wrapped up in their own shit, and it’s my job to keep up with that. if you make it onto that insta page, you should be honored, truly.”

[candicexoconnor-blog]

TEXT-Everyone: Don’t forget about the party tomorrow!!

[taylorobrienhq]

Taylor headed to the student center and was excited at the thought of the party. It was such a good way of kicking off the new school year and after the mess that was her life last year, she welcomed a clean slate. As she was entering the building, her phone vibrated in her purse and she stopped to take it out. 

SMS: what’s that thing stupid people say? oh, right. new year, new me. and you know what that means, west valley? you better watch out.

She stared at the message in horror, she had thought the messages had stopped last year and that the person sending them was done but it wasn’t true.” Oh my god, this can’t be happening.” Taylor whispered.

[eddicb-blog]

Eddie: hey I’m really sorry to ask this it probably seems really weird and forward and odd but you seem really cool so I thought I’d go for it. I really like you and we should hang out like together... just us?

Eddie: oh shit wrong person sorry so sorry

Eddie: didn’t even mean to hit send sorry