Kelsey Torres

Grey's Anatomy/The Fosters indie roleplay account.

[fcistygirl]

❛ i don’t know what’s the truth or what’s a lie anymore. ❜ - ( Kelsey ) @totallykelsey​

   She knows she OUGHT to say something comforting, that’s just what you do in these kinds of situations, but Lucy also knows that there’s moments were words don’t truly help you any more. She’s going to try anyway, of course she is.

    “I don’t think you can ALWAYS tell. Sometimes they mix, and sometimes people lie, trying to protect us.” She frowns just a little, shaking her head. “I guess all you can do is listen to your gut. It’s pretty much right all the time, it’s your head that tries to convince you it’s not.”

[totallykelsey]

     honestly, this SUCKED. kelsey was questioning years of her life. she was never part of a traditional type of family growing up. her parents were divorced before she was even born. but these last few years had been the closeted she’d ever gotten to having a normal family. as normal as one could get with two moms. and now divorce was taking it away from her again. like the blur of the last few years was just some game of pretend. she had resisted getting close with her stepmother for so long. hell, she was a cliche tv kid with the shit she pulled when her mom and stepmom first started to get serious. 

     now she was furious with her mother. why couldn’t she keep a marriage? to be fair both instances were because she was cheated on but this was information the teenager had yet to discover. right now it just felt like a personal attack. was loving someone a big lie that adults told. she no longer knew what was real. frankly, she was grateful lucy wasn’t giving her some mushy, fake response. 

     “even if the truth hurts, it’s still better than a lie.” she could understand why adults would lie to her, but hiding the truth to protect someone was only a temporary solution. that seemed stupid at least in this moment when the hurt was blowing up and the bigger picture was a jumbled mess. “i want to believe what my heart tells me is true, but right now everything just feels like a lie.”

[totallykelsey]

@depictedblue continued from here

    she might be young but that only meant she was more in-tune with others emotions. still, she knew how adults could be. she said what she needed to say. hopefully it would help in time. 

     “okay.” kelsey picks up her backpack, placing it in front of her as she pulls out her homework folder which contained the brief list of things she needed to do as well as a few different worksheets. she chooses the math one to work on first and grabs a pencil before placing her backpack back on the floor. “movie..” she reiterates, taking a moment to think about her options. “I want to see ...a musical! is there any musicals?”

[totallykelsey]

@prettytragcdies - Caroline

THE LAST THING kelsey wanted honestly was a babysitter for the summer. she understand why her mother was doing this and she was trying to not take it personally or feel like she was a bad kid. she would be in high school next fall and, okay sure they just moved here and she didn't really know anyone yet, but she didn't need the kids to talk. still, she got it. having caroline around would help give her mother more flexibility. there would be someone else to drive her around to things. she wouldn't stay cooped up alone in the house for most of the summer, or only go as far as her bike could take her - or get lost because she was unfamiliar with the neighborhood. and sure, it would probably keep her out of some mischief as well. but having a positive attitude towards the situation was easier said than done. she wasn't mad at the older girl, she was mad at her mother and kelsey was old enough to know that she shouldn't take it out on caroline. of course, knowing wouldn't guarantee she wouldn't do such.

Even though her mother was paying Caroline, she couldn't help but feel guilty - like she was keeping the other from the summer she should be having. "we don't have to do this. you don't have to take me to the zoo and shoot hoops with me and make me lunch or ...whatever. i don't need my mom to buy me a friend. i can find my own."

[totallykelsey]

STARTER CALL.

[totallykelsey]

tumblr be ruining the aesthetic of my blog not letting me delete the original post i stg imma cry

[totallykelsey]

@gallntry

IT'S LUNCHTIME and for this sophomore that means one thing. avoid the cafeteria at all cost. last year, she would've considered herself one of the most popular kids in the class. but popularity and friends were not the same thing and when her world came tumbling apart that became very evident. she got by, but sometimes very simple things in high school were not so easy without friends. lunch period being one of those things. she promised herself that she would never sit alone in the cafeteria. which usually meant she didn't even bother. for a while she had stuck to the library, but you couldn't eat in there. it really took a toll on her eating habits. it's crazy how one little thing can effect your life in such a huge way.

then, one day, she'd discovered that mr. alderidge had a free period during her lunch. she came in with some questions on a homework assignment and then she came back the next day, and the next day. eventually the homework questions stopped, but kelsey kept coming back. in that classroom she felt like she belonged. maybe it was silly, but if she couldn't eat lunch in the cafeteria with a table of friends this space was comforting enough to get her through the day. she would much rather kids assume she needed extra help than see her eating alone. not that her peers were even noticing anyone but themselves.

now she was seated at a desk, her history textbook off to the side as she pulled out her lunchbox. unsurprisingly she wasn't too hungry, but she always packed food just in case and at least tried to eat a little. with a sigh, she turns in her seat and pulls the chair from the desk beside her to put her feet up as she takes a bite from the apple now in her hand, glancing over at mr. alderidge. "so, why history? like was that an intentional choice, what you wanted to teach? or did it just happen?"

[totallykelsey]

mr. a.

how was he so lucky to receive the ENTIRE fourth lunch period free? ryan honestly had no idea. but he was extremely grateful about it. one hundred and thirty minutes of pure bliss. he could do so much duing that time. he just knew he had to make the most of it because the next year will be different.

so, he one of the few teachers that allowed students to eat lunch during their time. as long as they were CLEAN and didn’t make any mess, students could eat their lunch away from the craziness called the cafeteria. he was even there to help when a student had a question. there were some days he wasn’t able to, but most days his door was wide open.

when Kelsey became on of his regulars, he was glad. she was a bright student who was in one of his morning american history classes. he really enjoyed having her in class. history was one of those subjects that students loved or hated. understandably so. but you just had to make it fun and interesting. which ryan has been able to find what works.

he had just finished his chick pea quinoa salad when kelsey asked a question. this time, it was about him. he smiled and chuckled. “ you know I have never been asked about that, kelsey. the truth is, history and government has always been something that interested me. i will admit I am NOT the best at math or science. so when I got the offer, I jumped at the opportunity.”

     before his class, history was just another class. not the worst, not her favorite, just a class. she was more of a math kid. number were more her thing. it’s amazing how one passionate teacher can change your perspective on something. kelsey was one to tend to feed off of the energy of people around her. she still had her own opinions, but if someone was passionate about something she would like it too and if someone passionately hated something, well she would tend to dislike that as well. it was just who she was. 

     before his class she could tell you a couple vague things about american history. name a couple of presidents, there wasn’t much history she retained from previous classes. now she could hold a conversation on such topics and with the adults in her life, that came up more that one might expect. that was the best part of learning. getting to put that knowledge to use. whether that was using math to figure out dimensions to rearrange your bedroom or writing a grammatically correct instagram post or talking about american history. not to mention her new found interest in history repeating itself.

     “that’s cool.” as someone who was still trying to figure out what she wanted to do after she finished her last two and a half years here, learning how others interests influenced their careers was important to her. “and for what it’s worth, you are great at it so i guess i’m glad you don’t teach math or science.” she adds with a soft laugh. once you hit the high school level, it probably wouldn’t be easy to teach either of those subjects if you weren’t that good at them yourself. 

[whatimdoing-here]

[totallykelsey]

@gallntry

IT'S LUNCHTIME and for this sophomore that means one thing. avoid the cafeteria at all cost. last year, she would've considered herself one of the most popular kids in the class. but popularity and friends were not the same thing and when her world came tumbling apart that became very evident. she got by, but sometimes very simple things in high school were not so easy without friends. lunch period being one of those things. she promised herself that she would never sit alone in the cafeteria. which usually meant she didn't even bother. for a while she had stuck to the library, but you couldn't eat in there. it really took a toll on her eating habits. it's crazy how one little thing can effect your life in such a huge way.

then, one day, she'd discovered that mr. alderidge had a free period during her lunch. she came in with some questions on a homework assignment and then she came back the next day, and the next day. eventually the homework questions stopped, but kelsey kept coming back. in that classroom she felt like she belonged. maybe it was silly, but if she couldn't eat lunch in the cafeteria with a table of friends this space was comforting enough to get her through the day. she would much rather kids assume she needed extra help than see her eating alone. not that her peers were even noticing anyone but themselves.

now she was seated at a desk, her history textbook off to the side as she pulled out her lunchbox. unsurprisingly she wasn't too hungry, but she always packed food just in case and at least tried to eat a little. with a sigh, she turns in her seat and pulls the chair from the desk beside her to put her feet up as she takes a bite from the apple now in her hand, glancing over at mr. alderidge. "so, why history? like was that an intentional choice, what you wanted to teach? or did it just happen?"

[totallykelsey]

@apexadapted

THE BEST PART about being double digits, was no more hospital day care. should kelsey be trusted on her own? well, that was debatable, but she was free. the new routine was nice. she walked over to the hospital after school with the other kids who's parents worked there, checked in with her mom at her office - or with a quick text for her to look at after surgery if she was busy in the OR. then she was pretty much free to wander around. within reason. she knew the rules. where she could and couldn't go, things like that. but to the ten year old, this was heaven.

today, after checking in with her mother she headed down towards the ER. as long as she stayed out of the way it was fun to people watch down there. every once it a while you'd see something gory and she lived for that. knowing that the doctors and nurses and everyone really who worked at this hospital were amazing at their jobs and said person with something crazy like a fork in their shoulder or a toy racecar up their nose, they would walk out of there good as new. well, not always so quickly, but they would. someday if she followed in her mothers footsteps she'd learn that you can't fix everyone. but for now she lived in a world free of that fear.

as she walked down the corridor there was someone sitting at the bench she usually sat at. of course that didn't bother her. she still sat down on the other end, zipped her backpack and pulled out a snack. frosted animal crackers. they were kind of her thing. she opened the bag, then held it up to the guy seated beside her. "want some?"

[totallykelsey]

STARTER CALL.

[totallykelsey]

i need to update all my stuff: rules, verse, tags, etc.

[totallykelsey]

@parameddic

FRIENDS might be the word the teen would use to describe her relationship with T.K. not that they weren't friendly but she didn't take that word so lightly these days. her trust issues since rehab still needed a lot of work. friend was a title reserved for, well no one at the moment. hopefully she would get there someday. still, she definitely looked up to him and now that he was a paramedic, it was something she'd become interested in. she spent her whole life around medicine considering both... all her parents were doctors. following in her mothers footsteps and becoming a surgeon would make everyone in her family proud but, applying to colleges was right around the corner and spending so much time in school after finally getting out of high school, she wasn't sure that was a commitment she was ready to make. or even wanted too.

That is why on this particular day, she was grateful that her mother had helped arrange for kelsey to ride along with the 126. she'd have to complete high school before she could start EMT training so this would give her an idea of whether or not this was something she wanted to pursue. after all, the world was still her oyster. there were plenty of opportunities for her to explore. but she really admired TK and looked up to him. How much he had changed his life around, and the thought of being able to help others. Whether it ended up being medicine or another field she knew that's what she was truly meant to be doing.

bright and early the teenager has a warm smile on her face as she walked into the station. she would never be this chipper this early walking into school. eyes immediately set on the familiar face as she walks over, pulling the backpack off her shoulder and unzipping it to pull out a bottle of liquid, holding it out to TK. "please tell me you still like mineral water." she comments as a stream of soft laughter escapes her lips. somethings so simple and yet she hadn't been excited about anything like the way she was right now in a long time.

[totallykelsey]

@officercarlitosreyes

IMAGINE THAT. after all of her close calls, it finally got the better of her. perhaps it was for the best. now the young ten might actually get a reality check and the help she needed. still, her mother was going to be absolutely furious with her. that's the last thing kelsey wanted. at fifteen, she didn't even care about the fact that she was being arrested, or worry about being in jail. it couldn't be any worse that how her life already was. the only thing she feared was disappointing her mother. although, it was already a little too late for that. she had dug this hole for months and despite her attempts everyone in her life had missed all the signals she threw at them. all the warning signs. maybe they would finally notice her.

"can you just do me a solid?" she asks the officer. "can you not cuff me? i promise, i won't run or fight or whatever. i'll do whatever you say just please?"

[totallykelsey]

@meddoctordiaz

she's pulled her hair down over the side of her face, walking her way quickly from school to the hospital. unsure if it's a blessing or a curse that her mother worked at a hospital at this given moment. maybe she would be better off getting herself home and fixing herself up so her mother wouldn't find out. too late to change her mind now, she was nearly to the hospital. walking in through the main entrance as she did nearly every day after school when her mother was busy working. only today she wasn't so quick to head up the stairs to her office. today, she was quickly making her way to the ER, minding her own business. the original plan was to just borrow some supplies, clean up her wound and be off. it wasn't anything serious after all.

but then she saw a familiar face, dr. diaz. hopefully she could trust her. it would just be easier to have someone else clean her up. someone else who wasn't her mom. the comfort of being told she was okay would be nice, but she didn't need her mother worrying about her. she had plenty of other things to deal with. kelsey gently places her hand on alyssa's arm to get her attention. "i need your help." she starts, glancing around them to be sure no one else was within view to see before she pulled her hair back behind her ear to reveal the bloody gash across the left side of her face. her voice softening. "please don't tell my mom."

[ofherrings]

             “he’s a ten and i can’t get him out of my head.”

[totallykelsey]

gonna try to revive this blog

[totallykelsey]

STARTER CALL.