this is my fight song

willow sloan; 17, wishes on stars and drinks juice boxes.

[alexismades]

[mitchellmaias]

[mooremilia-blog]

          “YOU KNOW COMING BACK TO COACH CALLING me an idiot, isn’t exactly the welcome back I pictured during that plane ride. —— The basketball that he threw at my head literally left a dent. Tell me is my hair is still beautiful? What about my face? Am I still gorgeous?” The young man asked, running a hand through his hair and rubbing the part of his head that had been hit, before wincing slightly.

[willowsloan]

“Coach scares me, I had him in gym when our coach was out, I couldn’t climb the rope and he made me try anyways, even though I had a doctor’s note,” Willow remembered with a slight frown, looking like a kicked puppy before his joking got a small giggle out of her. “I dunno, I think the ball might’ve ended your future as a model before it’s begun, you look a bit like those troll dolls with the rainbow hair,” Her tone was gentle and obviously joking seeing as his hair didn’t look any different than it normally did and girls seemed to swoon over that all the time.

[adelaidekcnes-blog]

             "A FEW WEEKS BACK HOME AND I, forget how bloody awful American tea is and just how much I didn’t miss it. —— Not to mention, the fact that I’ve been hit with weeks and weeks worth of assignments. Anyway…you can totally have that or toss it, I don’t particularly care.” The brunette gestured to the tea cup that was sitting across from her as she moved over a few seats so the other could sit down.

[willowsloan]

“What’s the difference between american tea and, er, not american tea?” Willow asked slowly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear before taking the mug and smelling it, sipping it and deciding that- as far as she could tell- there was nothing wrong with it. “I’m glad you’re back though,” Willow ventured softly, having been left to her own devices as far as their dorm room for the past few weeks and she’d decided she did not like rooming alone; while most people preferred it, she didn’t like feeling so lonely.

[stxrlucy-blog]

A groan escaped Marley’s lips as she lay on her bed, spread eagle. It wasn’t often that she got sick, but when she did it was bad. Her whole body ached and she wanted nothing more than to die. Her door was propped open in an attempt to make it cooler in there, her window wide open since her AC had broken in her room. “Just kill me now.” She mumbled to herself, reaching for her laptop so she could put on a movie. 

[willowsloan]

“Knock knock?” Willow knocked tentatively on the open door, juggling a cup of tea in one hand and some other stuff in a bag. She’d noticed the girl’s absences lately and a quick question to one of the teachers told her that she was sick. Willow normally hated approaching strangers she’d never talked to before, but the thought of someone sick and laying in bed feeling miserable struck a chord with her so she grabbed a cup of tea on her daily coffee run and headed over with some stuff her mom always suggested for when she was sick. “So, uh, you don’t know me, I don’t think, but I have the latest assignment in Mr. Thatcher’s class for you and I brought some stuff to help you feel better?” She knew she was awkward, and sometimes came off as weird, but she hoped the girl would take it with the good intentions it came with.

[ninadobrevdaily]

[willowsloan]

ooc; i am sunburnt all over and have no energy to do replies after mediating my family for three days. hopefully i’ll be able to hop on soon.

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[willowsloan]

ooc; sorry i’ve been AWOL all weekend, I haven’t been feeling well and with my grandpa sick, the entire family’s been in crisis mode. I’ll try and be on tomorrow tho!

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[karolinadeanarchive-deactivated]

riley matthews + smiling

[ofquadruples-deactivated2017110]

Hendrix was distracted by the sound of a guitar and followed the noise until he saw who was playing it. She was singing, too. It was kind of nice to hear, really. He stayed silent and kind of just watched as she played, easily diving into the sound of the music.

[willowsloan]

Willow continued to sing, unaware of anyone around her, but when she had to stop strumming to wipe her cheeks of tears, she glanced up and immediately her cheeks reddened. “Sorry, er, I didn’t think anyone ever came this way,” She piped up, looking down.

[anniemclaggen-blog]

—-    natalie looked over at the other girl who spoke and gave a small smile. “ i think the guy was 20 something so his mother probably doesn’t know… but if she does… “ natalie made a face and shook her head . .

[willowsloan]

“oh, if my mom taught me anything, it was that mom’s always know. doesn’t matter if you’re twenty or two hundred. they’ll know,” willow replied with a pointed finger and decided nod, remembering all the times when she was little and her twin heard daily that mom’s would always find out, whether it was stealing gum from her purse or trying to adopt a possum.

[artistnickanderson-blog]

Raising a brow, he nodded, too nervous to even say a word. Pulling the camera up, he peered into the viewfinder as his free hand worked at the focus of the lens, adjusting levels. “I-I won’t take long. Um,” Glancing down at the boy, he grinned before squatting before him. “You like being in pictures? Have you ever taken any?” He angled the camera up and got the two in what he thought would turn out to be a great picture.

[willowsloan]

Feeling bad for the way she’d sounded when answering him, Willow hadn’t meant to be rude, and the boy looked a bit taken aback by the way she’d spoken. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to sound mean, I-” Rubbing the back of her neck, Willow’s lips curled into a small smile when Alec happily posed for the boy. “I like pictures! Sometimes Willow let’s me use her phone and I can take pictures of me looking like a puppy!” The little boy exclaimed with a grin.

[jfcdimitri-blog]

Ángel was on his way to the soccer field, when he was interrupted in his tracks by a sound of a guitar. Walking toward the sound, he leaned against a near by tree as he listened to a girl continue to strum the strings and singing silently to herself. He found himself tapping to the rhythm of the chords and also nod of head went along with it. Although he didn’t admit it very often, he could appreciate someone’s talent at playing the guitar impressively.

[willowsloan]

Finishing the song, singing about autumn leaves drifting down while she sat surrounded by real crimson and gold leaves, Willow barely realized someone was there. She was clearly in her own little world and there was so much tumbling around in her head that by the time she looked up and registered that someone was listening, the tiny brunette only looked with big brown eyes. “Hi,” She said quietly, wiggling her fingers in a wave. 

[masonesp]

“Okay, okay,” he said, his smile fading. “I’ll be okay with my one. Would you be offended if I renamed mine? I mean, I probably won’t, but if I do would it be the end of the world?” He wondered why small creature were always so pleasant to look at. It could’ve been the tiny features and oversized eyes. Babies, puppies, kittens, fawns, ducklings. Anything really. When he was a kid, about eleven, he begged his moms to have a baby. He thought babies were adorable, making him one of the strangest sixth graders around. When his moms did tell him that he was going to be getting a sibling, he didn’t realize it meant a nine year old sister. “That would be fucking adorable,” he said, staring out to the grey sky, wondering how the weather had changed so suddenly. Then thunder clapped and Willow screamed and Rylan shouted, “Shit!” And then he laughed. Rain pouring from the sky. He didn’t know why, but he just kept laughing. It was dangerous to be out in a storm, he knew that, but it was just so funny. So he laughed.

[willowsloan]

“No, hey, rename it to whatever you want, I just kept getting confused when I numbered them,” Willow smiled a little, enjoying how happy that Rylan got when he looked at the cats. She’d been having so much fun with all the baby cats in her dorm, they’d kept her company during studying lately and even slept next to her head on a fuzzy blanket. When the thunder clapped overhead, she grasped the sides of her hoodie and her shoulders curled inwards. She hated thunderstorms, but she liked hanging out with Rylan so she’d try and ignore the noises. “What’s so funny?” She giggled, unable to help herself when she saw him laughing himself silly. “Are you okay?” The girl asked slowly, squeezing his hand.

[oldaccountameliahirst-blog]

“Crabby , bitchy, they’re like synonyms. “ Amelia joked elbowing the girl playfully a bit. Although there families were never close, it never stopped Amelia from keeping a bond with her cousin. I mean, sure Meels went through those phases she didn’t want to be by anyone involving her family. But she still loved Willow, even more like a sister than a cousin. “Oh no worries, no one knew.” She laughed shaking her head. “Hey hey,” Amelia turned grabbed Willows hands and unclenching the fists, she leaned up completely. “It’ll be okay, you’ll make more friends, you can’t just see them come over night…” She paused, “box with me. Go to the weight room tomorrow, it’ll help get frustration out.”

[willowsloan]

Shrugging a little listlessly, Willow rolled over onto her stomach; her chin resting on her hands. Lately, she’d felt like she was going to lose her mind; everything piling on top of her until she couldn’t breathe and she couldn’t talk to anyone about it. Everyone else had so much going on, she didn’t want to worry the people she loved. “I c-can’t,” She said quietly, and then it hit her that she couldn’t honestly explain to Amelia why she couldn’t. Too much physical exercise meant overdoing it and that meant she could end up in the hospital which was the last thing she wanted.

[masonesp]

He strummed a little, plucking at the strings, hearing how it flowed. He wasn’t playing any song in particular but just hearing how things went. “You aren’t bad,” he said, shaking his head. She wasn’t. He had been in a musical theater class for years and taken piano and guitar lessons since he was a kid. “Since I quit piano and broke my mothers’ hearts.” He laughed. “I was twelve, I think.”

[willowsloan]

Willow tried not to smile, but he looked very at home holding an instrument and as he strummed she felt her tense muscles relax. The soft music floated over the air and she swayed from side to side a bit, giggling at his story. “I always knew you were a heartbreaker,” She joked, gently poking his knee. “But hey, you’re a sweetheart besides the piano thing, so your mommas’ lucked out,” She added with a grin.