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“I wanted to do a character with the same name,” she shrugged. “Go for it. I support you one hundred percent in going as a ghost.”
“ thanks, and hey that’s cool. honestly. fetch you a nice hair dye that washes away fast, though. - unless you really want to go full out harley quinn on ‘em, then go the fuck off, sis. i support ya’ as well. ”
His laughter make her cheeks flush a deep red color, feeling as though he was laughing at her clueless state. She let out a defeated sigh and reached across the table to place her hand on his upper arm. “Are you sure you don’t want me to stay awake and help you? It’s not a big deal for me.”
her hand placement made him tense up a little, before he reminded himself to ease down. his cheeks however, acted on their own and heated up despite his ‘cool’ demeanor. “ and it’s not a big deal for me, too. i mean, you’re talking to an honor student here, c’mon. ” he didn’t to boast his intelligence, but he wouldn’t mind if it helped her see him differently - though, if it didn’t in real life, it wouldn’t now. “ i got it. i promise, just get some rest. at least for ten minutes and i’ll wake you up.” he issued a false promise with the best smile he got, hoping he’d trick her into it. “ i mean scientifically since it’s fitting, that works wonders. seriously., soon you’d be up and running and maybe even taking over me, trust me. ”
“well, i’d consider the dying sooner to be a plus, but the puking definitely isn’t. well then you’ve got two things fighting against you and it sounds like your night is going to be really unpleasant.”
“ whatever, i’ll be fine. if i do get sick, i’d mostly end up skipping school which is not at all a down side, and stay in bed and be on meds all day. nothing your boy can’t handle. ”
It took Nash a few seconds to register that he was now walking alone, and he turned around with a frown on his face. He knew more about Dana than he even knew about himself, and he studied his friend’s face, trying to figure out what happened and which look he was giving him. Only took a few seconds to realize Dana was rocking the ‘Nash, did you finally snap and butcher someone!?’ face. “Dude, noooooo, come on!” Nash rolled his eyes. “I meant…what’s that thing in English? Where it’s like you say something that means one thing but you don’t mean it literally? Whatever, I don’t know, but it’s like when people say they slayed someone, but they didn’t actually kill them. They slayed them with words.” He sighed and looked down at the ground. “I just— it was easy, you know? To say I was over her when I didn’t have to see her, but then all of a sudden there she was after twenty years, and I- I thought it was some type of second chance. Not to be with her, but… to tell her I understood why she did what she did. That I understood people acted out in harsh ways when they were hurting inside, and that I’d be her friend this time around. A real friend. Not some guy trying to win her heart over, but really be there for her. Someone she could talk to about what happened to her that made her so sad, if she wanted, and I wouldn’t judge her in the slightest no matter what it was. But,” he shook his head and forced out a laugh, “turns out everyone was right. She made a comment about how she only did the things she did because she loves attention and I-I just sorta lost it. I’ve never said the types of things I said to her to anyone in my life. But it hurt more than I can ever describe. My feelings, the things I did for her, it was a joke. I’m a joke. She broke my heart…for fun. And maybe, maybe I was naive and an idiot for believing there was no way someone could be that cruel. That there had to be an explanation for it. Maybe I did need to wake up from my delusion, but…,” he shrugged, “it was never her place to take it away from me.”
“ a metaphor, i think but go off. ” he squinted his eyes, listening intently as the boy rambled away. relief has resurfaced again as he explained what he meant, and more importantly: pride. his eyebrows quirked up as he nodded at what nash was saying, he almost exploded with joy. it was painful seeing him like that in the past-past. more irritating than that, but the pain was there. he was following that girl like a puppy all year, and dana would hate it and nataliya back then but he’s a grown man now - mentally - and he understands that she just needed attention and was a result & a product of society’s high expectations and stereotypes of females. though, it still gave her no right to use nash the way she did, but it was nash’s fault, too - for refusing to take anyone else’s advice into consideration. for chasing his own idea of a girl, and not her personally -- but dana wasn’t going to press on that back then, and now ? he’d just cheer him on. “ okay, now i think i’m fucking dreaming.” he finally stated, laughter hovered over his words. nah, he was going to tease him first. “ am i finally witnessing the character development of nashville fucking calder ? like, actual development ? like, development i’m not writing down for a skit ? like a real one ? because holy fucking shit, man -- finally, god.”
“True, true, middle school would’ve been way worse,” Harley nodded, shuddering at the thought of going back to the period when she was still in the foster system. “I have no plans. I dunno. I’m putting together a Harley Quinn costume for photo day.”
“ harley qu-ugh, yeah.” it was 2016 again, the year of realizing things along with the harley quinn epidemic. of course, he warmly chuckled. “ have fun with that. think they’d let me show up with a bed sheet as ghost costume or is that too much ? ”
“anything for you, beautiful!! the only thing i ask for in return is adorable baby pictures of you because i bet you look like a sweet little puppy and i love sweet little puppies.” selina wiggled her eyebrows playfully. her next words definitely meant a lot to her, she’d been so trapped in her own doubts and fears that she lacked the confidence which made up so much of her character. she’d lost herself overtime and it was nice to be reminded of who she used to be before her incident. she rested her head gently on the other’s shoulder, sighing quietly. “i s’pose you’re right. kobe bryant? boy has nothing on me.” she giggled. “okay but you need to take me to more of these shows, make sure i’m not too uptight all the damn time.”
“ ha, right. puppy. i literally looked like spock with the way my bangs were happening, but gotcha’ babe ! ” she scoffed, nose scrunching up at how adorable her friend was. she didn’t know why, but her heart missed it - these light conversations & closeness of her friends; especially selina. she had her jock friends, but selina was different & easier to love and be around. for some reason, she longed to see her on the field. “ seriously, like kobe who ? ” she laughed, voice adapting a more soft serious tone after. “ but seriously, you’ll do great. don’t worry about it. ” her fingers ran over her loose, brown curls as she exhaled, grinning. “ oh, hell yeah. you’ll be my concert buddy from now on, most definitely. as long as you’re cool with sharing a car every now and then & chilling backstage with stoned college dropouts.”
his light grimace grew into a deep scowl at lincoln’s pompous reply: asshole. “you don’t have anything better to do with your time then bug little ole me?” ryder retorted, forcing an unaffected smirk even as his fist clenched around the clipboard. “you’re obviously just here to know how a real organization works.”
“yes, obviously.” sarcasm dripping off his statement, he crossed his arms over his chest, grinning as an idea came across his mind. “ no, actually i’ve came to let you know that i just came out of the principal’s office.” he chuckled, licking his lips as he tossed him a teasing glare. “he has some interesting ideas as to whom he’d like to see in student council. y’know as a member, secretary - or vice president. ”
“Why bother trying it in the first place if you don’t even like it?”
“because i want to.” he panned. “besides, how else would i know it’s trash if i didn’t try it ? i mean, if we’re not counting how hazardous it is in general. it’s just another experience. ”
She knew what she was doing was considered rude but she couldn’t bring herself to look away from her screen. Her phone was like a safety blanket to her. Eventually she locked it, twirling it between her fingers as she glanced over. “What is it then?”
“ nothing, nevermind.” he shook his head & put out the cigarette. whatever it was with her, he didn’t think he wanted to know - though it is strange to see his ex so mute around her. normally, she wasn’t like that but then again that was a past. and her behaviour currently isn’t exactly all too strange. elora has always been attached to her devices. “ so, how’s it going with you, el ? ”
* ▧ ｡❛ — TEXTS TO › ( que vera, vera )
ALVERA: How did you not everyone was acting so weird
ALVERA: That would have been one long ass dream how long do you sleep for
ALVERA: Thanks ! But I'm still leaving most of that for the future if I'm nineteen again I may as well party like I'm nineteen again but with less cocaine probably none this time
ALVERA: If I really was my teenage self there's no way that I would have believed you let's be honest like I married christian? The boy I couldn't stay committed to for over a month at a time? Plus when do high school sweethearts ever really work out? And I had kids! One boy and one girl like a middle class suburbian white family? There's no way in hell you woulda got me to believe any of that. Me being a trophy wife is the only part I would have believed
PENNY: I JUST DIDN'T THINK OK like do you blame me for thinking it was all a dream ?? like this is literally some movie type shit i'm still freaking out
PENNY: yeah, you're right actually. though you have a good heart so it's really not an impossible thing pls
PENNY: how's christian feeling about ALL of this btw ??
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Connor: Is this not the hot blonde I banged last night?
Connor: It's Connor.
Penny: oh. great.
Penny: wrong number. never text it again. have a nice life!
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“Hentai?”
“ nevermind, so anyways - have you always been this extra or did we simply not give two shits about each other all year ? ”
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Connor: Can i borrow your laptop?
Connor: I threw mine out the window after google searching 'how to get away with murder' for the tenth time today and getting no results.
Connor: Fucking useless piece of shit! I don't care about some stupid TV show. I need real answers.
Penny: um ? who's this
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nash: hi yes hello what's up THIS IS A FUCKING PSA
nash: i don't know how but i got a date tonight, nothing serious BUT I'M TRIPPIN STRAIGHT BALLS. balls to the left, balls to the right, balls all over the walls, balls in my brain???
nash: what does one even wear???? do you think the scooby doo onesie is okay? too casual?? i feel it's too casual but fuck i've wore it for every important event of my life so i feel like it's the onesie or nothing at all.
nash: HELP
penny: woAH WOAH WAIT
penny: first, forget about that onesie. i'm serious.
penny: second ????? witH WHOM, NASHVILLE CALDER?? I HAD NO IDEA THERE WAS A DATE HAPPENING WH
penny: i am so lost everyone's gettin their lives and i just ???? but fr tell me everything. now.
A look of confusion crossed Connor’s face. Did she really not know what was going on? Apparently not, since she was yelling at him asking what his problem was. Made sense why she was out here in the hall passing out flyers instead of shoving her fist down people’s throats until they gave her answers. He just thought she was evil and trying to play games, acting like she had no idea they were permanently stuck in Hell. Wrapped up in his thoughts, he almost missed her walking away, but he quickly followed her and grabbed her arm. “Hey, wait don’t go, please.” He frowned. There was no way he could let her walk right out of his life, not after he just found her. “You really don’t think any of this real do you? Damn,” he shook his head, looking around the hallway. How could he explain it without sounding crazy? That’s when his eyes landed on a girl he recognized and he smiled. “Becky, you bitch, get over here.”
Connor never remembered the names of his conquests, but there was no forgetting Becky. She was undoubtedly the most annoying person he had the displeasure of banging. He grinned when the girl stopped walking and glared at him. Perfect, she remembered him too. But that was a given. “I was just thinking about my thirty-fifth birthday. You remember, right? You showed up to my yacht party and after we screwed out on the deck, you asked for my phone number and I pushed you over the railing into the water? I just wanted you to know, I’m very very very not sorry.” Becky reacted the way he expected, and he braced himself for the impact but it still hurt like hell. “Fuck,” he said grabbing his face where her fist had just connected to his jaw. “Girl’s got a better left hook than I remember,” he straightened himself out and turned back to Penny. “Anyway, there you go babe. If time travel wasn’t real, how did I know about my thirty-fifth birthday party? The reason I’m yelling and pissed is because we really are trapped back in this fucking…,” he tossed his hands up. “I don’t even know what to call this. It’s disgusting and I’m done thinking about it because I’ve found you now and that’s the only thing that matters anymore. So,” he smiled, “we gonna make out or what?”
it didn’t dawn upon her yet, but she felt --- violated. it felt like a prank gone too far, to the point where she herself felt like a walking joke, but it was disturbing. morbid. sickening. elaborate, and seemingly involving literally everyone else. it seemed personal, too. realistic in the way she woke up feeling misplaced and sketched out by her own friends. overwhelmed as she stood staring at the interaction happening between him and whomever this becky was, her chest began to rise and fall in a deep breathing pattern, eyes shifted and blinked hot tears & cheeks flushed - was it humiliation or pure confusion ? she didn’t know but it made her feel sick to her stomach - her lips trembled the first time she opened her mouth, hesitating before she forced it out. “ fuck you, connor. ” she spat, eyes a running faucet now as she stepped forward, bumping on his shoulder as she walked past him in hurried steps, sniffling and shaking and panicking all over as she headed to the bathroom.
