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juliette: hmmmm flattery will get you everywhere in life.

juliette: yeah, i finished my last one today. two straight hours of physics. my brain is ready to turn off.

violeta: too bad i dont flirt with men... i would totally rule the world

violeta: i finished mine, so whenever you want, im free!

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caseyhendrix:

The plan was simple; stop staring at that email that felt like it was burned into the pixels of his laptop screen, take his sketchbook to the library and finish up the last of his figure drawing. He grabbed his bag from where it was sitting slung across his desk chair, grabbed an eraser that wasn’t rock hard from disuse, and turned his headphones up loud enough so that the outside world was a distant hum. 

It was working too, until the first call from that unidentified number. He answered it, ready to tell some telemarketer where they could get off, when he heard that voice. He hung up and continued his walk at a faster pace, hands balled into fists in the pockets of his jacket. It called again, this time he didn’t answer. The third time it called, he was through the doors of the library, and was distracted by a familiar voice calling to him.

“Oh yeah, I know you.” He said dumbly, pulling his earbuds out of his ears and letting them rest around his neck. “You’re one of the Vixens.”

He ran a finger down the worn leather edge of his sketchbook and sighed, gnawing on his bottom lip while he debated what he was going to say next. He had to get these drawings finished, and maybe it would be good to take his mind off of his phone for a while. 

“Hey, this is going to sound weird, but would you mind if I drew you? For a class, not in a creepy sort of ‘gonna send you these in your mailbox a week later with a lock of hair way’.” 

               Violeta normally didn’t hang out with many people because she didn’t have much extra time on her hands. If she wasn’t studying, she was practicing. Her entire days seemed to be planned out for her. Occasionally, people were able to pull her away from her studies. Mostly a couple of the Vixens like Lukas were the main people able to pull her away from her books. It wasn’t that she was not very social – Violeta was social by nature. However, she also knew that her studies were important as well. Maybe one day, she could have more time on her hands. She just loved having every second planned out.

               Hanging out with the Foxes wasn’t something she did often. She had a couple of people that she liked on the team and would hang out with, but other than those, she tended to just talk to them every so often. She wondered if any of them would actually let her hang with them over the holidays, or if she could ask one of the Vixens to tag along with them this holiday. Either way, it was nice to see a familiar face.

Violeta smiled at the boy in front of her. She turned her head at his question, and comment afterwards. Draw her? It was an awkward question, and comment, but maybe it would be fun. She wondered if he was actually talented or if he just pretended like he was. Violeta had no artistic talent in any way. She tried and every time she failed.

               ❝Yeah, I’m Violeta,❞ she smiled, formally introducing herself. ❝Draw me? Well, I don’t have anything to do, so I guess that would be alright. Are you an artist?❞ It was a stupid question, but if it was just for a class then maybe he was just taking the class for no reason other than the experience. It sounded like it might be fun. ❝Well, I would hope not. I think I’d probably Taser you before you got anywhere near my hair.❞ It was a joke…. Sort of. ❝That was a joke, but just so you know. I am not afraid to kick your ass if you try anything creepy.❞

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juliette: you're just buttering me up

juliette: but it worked. any excuse to wear too much mascara and drink? i'm in.

violeta: am not! i know a pretty girl when i see one ;)

violeta: are you finished with finals?

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               Violeta always hated the Christmas season. Going back to her aunt’s house was just horrible. Even after two years her children were still awful little brats and she always felt like it was more of an obligation than anything else. She wondered if anyone would take her in this year. Or if by some miracle her aunt and uncle would do something different for the holiday. It just seemed dreadful to her to head back to Tennessee. Violeta was looking for a book in the library when her phone buzzed. She headed outside to answer the call from her aunt. A short conversation later and the Vixen snapped her phone shut, a smile on her face. Her prayers really were answered. Her family was going to be out of town to visit her uncle and they didn’t want her to come with them for the holiday. Violeta felt like for once her prayer had been answered. Now there was just the problem of finding someone -- anyone -- to spend the holiday with.

                 A familiar face walked by and the sophomore walked up to them quickly before they disappeared. ❝Hey!❞

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juliette: how do you know when it's time to just... move on

juliette: like just, jump in and get to life?

juliette: also, how do you just do crazy things and get to life?

violeta: when you learn that sometimes people are just shitty & dont deserve someone amazing like you

violeta: come clubbing with me. takes your mind of the crappy stuff.

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📩 teddy ⇄ open

teddy: thats ok i deserved it

teddy: well idk about u but i was a good 16 year old

teddy: lol jk

violeta: i was a good 16 year old! just... a terrible 17 year old....

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📩 teddy ⇄ open

teddy: bring it bitch

teddy: lol i wouldnt know man

teddy: im 21 now i figure i should take up drinking??

violeta: do NOT call me that

violeta: angry feminist moment, sorry.

violeta: ........ drinking isnt an age thing, i started drinking when i was 16

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📩 teddy ⇄ open

teddy: why would u do that its so NASTY

teddy: somehow that feels like a lie

teddy: vodka has....a pretty prominent flavour

violeta: is that a challenge? because ill show you

violeta: whiskey is worse...

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📩 teddy ⇄ open

teddy: what does one mix with vodka??

teddy: i know yall dont drink this shit on its own

teddy: educate me

violeta: ....what do you mean we don't drink it on it's own? i do.

violeta: if you really wanna mix it with something: lemonade. can't even taste the vodka.

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text ✉ violeta

LUKAS: such a negative reaction to chocolate smh

LUKAS: room... 402? that sounds right. but if you gotta study it's cool i'll just drink for you.

VIOLETA: i dont eat chocolate and you know that.

VIOLETA: no. you said cute girls. that is enough to get me there.

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text ✉ violeta

LUKAS: alright but there's gonna be chocolate involved and you can't stop me.

LUKAS: obviously the one i'm at is the best. i can't believe you're being productive on a game weekend.

LUKAS: i even called my mom dude but i got you.

VIOLETA: alright. whatever.

VIOLETA: yeah, i dont want to fail. i refuse to party all weekend. but just text me your location. ill be there in an hour(ish)

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text ✉ violeta

LUKAS: you're right. i could always just beat them up if they act like assholes but i also don't want to attract them in the first place so!

LUKAS: it's a post victory celebration my dude, of course there are hot girls.

VIOLETA: try again and ill think about going with you 😘

VIOLETA: there are like 20 of those happening....

VIOLETA: also, i am not a dude.

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text ✉ violeta

LUKAS: ugh fuck okay. should i prompose? i could hire a skywriter. i have like 20 bucks but that'll get me a tablespoon of jet fuel probably.

LUKAS: well then what are you doing come catch up

VIOLETA: dont give other guys ideas. theyll think im just playing hard to get

VIOLETA: unless there are hot girls, i cant... i dont want to fail my finals

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text ✉ violeta

LUKAS: my fair maiden, light of my life!

LUKAS: i am mildly buzzed!! perhaps more than mildly. want to go to the christmas banquet with me? pretend this is me sweeping you off your feet.

VIOLETA: you gotta try harder than that, man.

VIOLETA: but i am quite jealous at your current "mildly buzzed" state

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“That was some game.” Juliette leaned over to the person next to her, trying to strike up a conversation. She’d never been good at that, getting a conversation going. She as used to just being popular enough that people talked to her. She had a reputation to coast on. Here she was just a nobody; which had it’s own unique set of challenges. Like how she had next to no friends. But the routines went well, the crowd was pumped, she only missed one or two beats, and she landed all of her flips– not to mention the game itself was killer. She hadn’t seen that much tension on a field in a long time.

“I mean– not that I’m, like, an expert in Exy games or anything I’ve just seen a lot of them but I still don’t always… I’m… rambling, sorry. It was just… some game, you know?” She cleared her throat, looking away. It was stupid to say something, what was she thinking? She wasn’t capable of holding a conversation with another person without someone there to make her seem less… bland.

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           Violeta was pretty exhausted from the game. All those people who said cheerleading was not a sport were lying to themselves and needed to lift a one hundred pound girl above their heads. She had always argued with people that cheering was a sport. The dark haired girl smiled at Juliette. It may have been a good game, but Violeta had put a bit more focus on the squad the entire time. If she was gunning for the captain position, she was going to have to learn to critique any and every one that was off. Violeta knew that Juliette was actually just trying to start a conversation, so it was best not to say anything about the squad, even if she had noticed a few flaws in some of the people. She thought that she’d just comment on the game as well. ❝Yeah, that was a pretty good game.❞ Violeta was planning to celebrate the win all the same, even if she hadn’t really watched many of the details of the game.

           ❝No worries. I’m totally not an expert either.❞ Violeta kept a friendly face on when talking to her squad members. She wanted them to be close knit as much as possible. ❝Why don’t we drink to a victory?❞ She hoped Juliette wouldn’t protest that. Violeta needed to get some alcohol in her system. It was time to relax for a bit. ❝Let’s have a bit of fun. We deserve it after the game right?❞ The sophomore realized she hadn’t done anything to help the Foxes win, but she liked to believe that the Vixens helped in some way. 

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✆ ♔ ☢

✆ : morning text 

[ text ] i swear to god if i wake up one more time to a messy kitchen, the next person i see is going to get their head chopped off

[ text ] sorry, that was pre-coffee im okay now

♔ : angry text

[ text ]  I LEFT MY HOMEWORK IN MY ROOM

☢ : desperate text 

[ text ] so you know how i said i was going to go to the dance club. well im here. and i broke a heel. and there are these assholes here that keep trying to buy me drinks. is there anyway you can bring me my stilettos, so i can kick their asses with my good heels on. 

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☠

☠ : misguided advice text 

[ text ] dont ever answer questions out loud in chemistry, youll look like an idiot if you get the question wrong