you cannot contain me

+gretchen weiners - mean girls rayelle thorne - into the woods perseus (percy) jackson - the lightning thief katherine (kitty) howard - six mumu for musicalhqs

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{ annabeth }​:

“Thanks.” Annabeth repeated, tapping the bookmark against her wrist as she studied the man in front of her. Percy was the type of person she never thought she’d be friends with. His laid back way of life should have been incredibly frustrating to a woman who’d had to fight her entire life just for a seat at the table. But here he was, showing that laid back didn’t always mean lazy or self-entitled. In fact, maybe they had a lot more in common than she’d originally realized. “Hey, you’re birthday is coming up too, isn’t it?” Annabeth remembered, a fuzzy memory returning from the party. “In August, right?” A smirk twisted her lips up as she gave her new book mark a little squeeze. “Are you doing anything special with your friends or family?”

He smiled, staring at her for a moment as she studied him. He knew he was probably staring for too long, but there was just something about Annabeth--friend or not--that intrigued him. She was a lot like him in some aspects, but far more driven about her passions, something he admired. As she spoke, he cleared his throat and let out a chuckle. “Ah, so you do remember the party then? Yeah, August 18th. So not too far behind you.” Percy shrugged. “My mom’s off for an art show so I don’t have much planned until she gets back, but we’re going the whole nine-yards once she does--blue cake, driving to the coast roasting hot dogs.”

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{ veronica }​:

“aw, man. and here i thought i’d have a shiny new phone.” she huffed dramatically, pretending to be disappointed. not that she was planning to run off with it, anyways. she’s not a thief, thank you very much. criminal? … maybe… in some terms. but not a thief. “plant photos, huh? i guess that explains…” cue her gesturing at him as he hangs from the tree, laughing. “… this.”

He smirked at her dramatics, but then went back to working on getting himself free from the branch. “Does it really explain it, though?” Percy laughed and kept working. “Well, if you knew me, I guess it would explain it even better.”

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{ heather }​:

fascinated by how quickly he was able to untangle himself, heather pressed her lips into a small impressed smile, handing his phone back to him. “i couldn’t bring myself to drop it, i mean, you already got stuck in a tree, you’ve had a rough enough day…”

He smiled slightly, grateful that she didn’t actually drop it. “Would you believe me if I said this isn’t the worst situation I’ve found myself in the recent present?” Percy took the phone back and tucked it into his pocket. “Though I bet this isn’t a common occurrence for you?”

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{ jesse }​:

“Ooh, been there.” Jesse grinned, walking up to inspect the predicament. Having basically been raised in a tree, Jesse had fallen from his fair share of branches. He’d even found himself in the very same position this guy was in. Not fun. “No worries, dude. I get it. ‘branching out’ is hard.” He grinned, laughing at his own dumb joke as he took the dude’s phone. “Do you need any help getting down? I can climb up that bad boy no problem and drop you. Ah, gently let you down.” Jesse amended, trying not to look too suspicious. “So, you’re a teacher? Me too! Where do you teach? I’m over at St. Paul’s. 5th grade. I’m Jesse, by the way. Nice to hang out.” He cracked again, the corner of his lip twitching as he tried not to smile. “OK! I’m done for real this time…”

Percy laughed at the pun, making him pause for a moment to gather himself before he started working on de-tangling himself from the tree. After a moment, he dropped to the ground, quickly turning as he fell so he didn’t land on his back. “Got it!” With a wide smile, he stood up. “I teach kids with learning disabilities in secondary school, so I try to make this as fun as possible, you know? Even if that entails stories of me getting stuck in and falling from trees. What subject do you teach?”

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{ judah }​:

“You? Want to collab with me?” He almost sounded a little astounded, but liked the way this girl seemed to just roll with the punches. Although Judah might’ve normally told someone to fuck off if they wanted him to ‘prove himself’, he pulled up his guitar again, plucking at the strings lightly, “Alright, let’s see,” And with that, Judah began to improv a little song about the girl sitting across from him, taking into account what little he knew about her, “A painting, painstakingly struck lame, tearing damn near insane, is beautiful. Are we, are we? Beautiful.” He stuck the last chord wrong - making the tune sound just the tiniest bit off, “Fuck.”

“Yeah, why not?” Her head tilted slightly to one side, curious as to why he might be so shocked. Kitty kept quiet as he sang, giggling as he struck a wrong chord. “That was great--even the little hiccup! See, I’d never be able to just sit down and improv something that sounded that amazing! You’d be doing me a big favor if you actually said yes to a collab, yeah?”

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{ meg }​:

                 meg blinks twice before really  u n d e r s t a n d i n g  what is happening. It’s nothing too weird, but it takes her by surprise. normally, she’s the one  b l u n t l y  coming up to people and asking them to be her friend. When she does understand, her smile spreads through her face. it’s a bit refreshing to see other people just like her. it makes her feel  u n d e r s t o o d . “ yes! yes! i’d love to be your friend! ” the young ballerina bounces excitedly and lifts her  h a n d  in kitty’s direction  “ nice to meet you, kitty! i’m meg! ”

“Yay!” Kitty giggled, clapping her hands a few times before taking her hand and shaking it. “It’s nice to meet you too, Meg! I haven’t been in London all that long and figured the best way to make friends is just put myself out there and ask. You never know who you’re going to meet, right? So what do you like to do for fun around here?”

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{ seymore }​:

He had noticed the woman walking about the room they had been in. It was a beautiful place, one he could just tell was made for these types of weddings. And he wasn’t surprised that she decided to push all the meetings together, hoping to get some glance at what the wedding would look like if everyone seemed to be there all together at the same time. But of course, it never worked that way, if anything, it showed the utter chaos that came with a wedding. No surprise she had exploded the way she had, leaving him drenched. 

“You know, weddings can be hard-” Seymore tried to reason, taking a deep breath. “But yeah, she really sucked if we’re being honest. Won’t be surprised if she hires someone else to do the flowers,” he shrugged. “Ah, so you’re part of this chaos too.”

Kitty rolled her eyes at the woman, her gaze moving back to the other as a slight smile eased it’s way onto her lips. “I’d say that I try not to judge people but that’d be a bold faced lie--and that lady was a bitch.” She giggled a bit before nodding. “Yep, first wedding band gig I’ve booked in London and the bride is a train wreck. Please tell me that most weddings aren’t like that?”

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{ wolfe }​:

           BEFORE WOLFE FULLY and well realised, he was holding the brunette’s coffee in his free hand, his own coffee in the other. with a frown on his features, the man watched how she crossed the street to be the woman’s saving grace. it was the right thing to do – imagine she had an important meeting to attend. or a date. clearly, he wasn’t as good of a person as the girl. “ right – girl code. “, he nodded slowly when she returned, offering her the coffee back. “ good thing there’s people like you around, huh ? “.

She smiled and took her coffee back, thankful he didn’t just toss it and walk away. “Thank you, sweetheart.” Gretchen took a sip of her latte, shrugging slightly as he repeated her words. “’People like me’ is kind of a broad statement. I’ve seen people get embarrassed first hand and it never ends well, so I made a vow to myself to stop that cycle.”

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{ cady }​:

“’Hot girl summer’? That’s a thing?” Cady’s eyes bugged out, looking down at her chosen ensemble as all thoughts of otters flew from her mind. Sure, she’d dressed up for the party, but what about all the other days? She was absolutely failing at being a hot girl in the summer. “Oh shit, I didn’t know that! I’ve been totally failing at hog girl summer, Gretch-” She grabbed at her friend’s shoulders in desperation. “I’ve been wearing jungle kakis pretty much every day. Yeah they’re for work but I’ve, like, gone out in public with them on. What do I do?”

“Cady--Cady, stop--Cady!” She giggled once the other finally stopped talking. “You sound like me after five cups of coffee and a cup of sugar!” Gretchen couldn’t help but giggle again, putting her hands on her friends shoulder. “Hot girl summer is a mindset, not about what you’re wearing! The same thing going for you goes for sugar! Don’t let anyone diminish your worth, and bounce right back if someone tries to do so!”

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{ aida }​:

As her eyes left her phone, Aida returned the smile she was given, silently thanking all that was good in the world that for once someone in London was willing to be helpful. “Yes, I’m alright just a little - lost?” She uttered, with a sheepish look on her face as she motioned to her phone, “Seems I’m being sent around in circles, that or I keep missing my turn.”

“There’s a park a few blocks away I usually use to orient my self on where I am.” Gretchen shouldered her bag and gestured down the road. “I can show you how to get there--Or I can just walk with you wherever you’re trying to go?

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{ orlando }​:

Well, how could he object to any of that? Their little family, strange as their story was, always anchored him and pulled him back to London. Orlando by no means meant to compare his own childhood to Rayelle’s, but the value his own family value put on success, competition, and achievements was nothing like what he had now, real family. With a smile, the racer could only spoon away at the tiramisu, “One of these day’s she’ll figure it out, but that will be a very sad day.” Pola still held onto the innocence the both of them lacked.

“Think she’ll let me teach her how to drive?” Orlando leaned onto the counter, allowing a level a stress to release from his shoulders. A small smile grew onto his face, thinking about the years the come, “Not on the tracks, of course. We’d get her something small to start out with. Something big, so if she gets into an accident, we’ll know she’s safe still,” He doesn’t shy away from the word ‘we’, there’s not a doubt in Orlando’s mind they he’ll still be by Raye’s side years from now.

Rayelle took her arms away from the counter, standing up straighter as she looked toward the closed door to Pola’s room. With a content smile, she turned and lifted herself up so she was now sitting on the counter, the tiramisu pan next to her. “You’ll have to be the one to teach her how to drive, I’m not going to be able to.” She giggled, settling in to the idea of Orlando being around long enough to teach Pola to drive--not to mention the milestones in between. Sure, she’d thought about it before, that she wanted him to be around for all of that and more, but she’d never said it out loud.

There were a few long moments of silence before she looked away from Orlando and picked up the fork previously discarded in the dessert. “You know,” Rayelle smiled to herself, still not looking at him. “You’re not allowed to leave now. You can’t offer to teach her to drive then leave.” Finally looking up at him again, her smile widened. “I don’t care how well known or famous you get, you have to promise to be here for Pola.” Despite the humor in her words, she gave Orlando a pointed look...then held up her pinkie. “Promise me?”

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{ wendy }​:

          WENDY HAD HER eyes fixed on nana who was walking beside her, tugging at the leash ever so slightly – as soon as trees came into sight, the dog got excited, regardless of how old she had gotten – so the guy’s sudden words nearly made her jump up in surprise. “ oh goodness – you scared me ! “, she spoke, free hand reaching for her heart as a giggle tumbled from her lips. she recognised the man – hadn’t she run into him before ? in a similar setting, even. only that time, he wasn’t hanging upside down from a tree. “ believe it or not, but you are the first guy i see hanging from a tree. “, wendy reassured the man, eyebrow arching up playfully. reaching for the phone, the brunette nodded meekly. “ so, mr. teacher, are the photos a success ? “, she wondered, sweet smile on her lips.

“Sorry to startle you,” Percy said with a small laugh, eyes moving to the dog for a moment before looking up at the brunette. “I’ve met you before, haven’t I? Only last time I was a bit more upright.” He handed off his phone and started working on untangling himself. “You know, I think they’re a success, but my students may just think they’re lame, so who knows. All that matters is that I think they’re cool. They’re on my camera roll--take a look if you want!”

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{ annabeth }​:

“It’s a bunch of female authors. Jane Austen, Charlotte Bronte, Louisa May Alcott…I think.” Annabeth admitted sheepishly, taking a closer look at the bookmark. As the letters danced around in her head, Annabeth felt about 80% sure that what the gift was.  “I have dyslexia.” She admitted, not knowing quite why she was telling him. “And ADHD, meaning I was ‘a pleasure to have in class’. She said sarcastically, rolling her eyes. “I learned Greek when I was a kid, different alphabet system and somehow it just works with my brain better.” Why was this all coming out all of a sudden? Annabeth prided herself on having good instincts and her gut was telling her that Percy was someone she could absolutely trust. “I don’t know why I just told you all that.” She admitted, with a shake of her head. 

“That’s what the clerk said, but I wasn’t so sure.” He smiled slightly, watching her read the book mark until she was rolling her eyes and her words hit home. It was exactly what he’d heard all those years growing up. “Hey it’s okay. I was a ‘pleasure to have in class’ too. Also dyslexia and ADHD, so my teachers real annoyed with me most days.” Percy gestured to the bookmark again. “I’m not a big reader, but I had to take the clerk’s word for it about the authors. Also for now obvious reasons. I knew you liked reading, I never would’ve guessed you were...” He trailed off. He wanted to say that he hadn’t realized she was like him, but he wasn’t sure how that would come off, so he shook his head. “Anyways, I thought of you when I saw it, so...happy birthday.”

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{ veronica }​:

“you got all the way up THERE to take a picture? talk about dedication.” the girl said, stepping closer with an AMUSED chuckle — almost tempted to poke him and see if that made him swing a bit in place. but… that was mean. and probably would end up BAD. so maybe not. just do the nice thing and help him out, veronica! so, she reached out and grabbed his phone, nodding. “sure, dude. try not to fall on your head while you’re at it." cue a pause. "you do realize i could just run off with this, right?”

“I’ll try and hey--” His quick distraction was interrupted when she mentioned running off with his phone, his index finger pointing at her. “You could run off with my phone, but I can guarantee you’ll just find a cracked screen held together with a poorly made screen protector and lost of photos of plants for the environmental section of my class. Nothing that fun.”

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{ heather }​:

part of heather was intrigued by the thought of letting him hang there, it was certainly what her friends would’ve done, and they probably would’ve mocked him the whole time. but, when she was off-the-clock as a heather, she didn’t really see the need to be cruel. there was enough nastiness in the world already. heather took his phone, cradling it in both her hands to make sure it didn’t fall as he passed it off. “are you sure you’re gonna be able to get down okay?”

“What do I look like, an amateur?” Percy smirked, quickly untangling himself and hopping down from the tree. He landed on his feet, but stumbled a bit before gaining his footing and standing up straighter. “And he sticks the landing! Thanks for holding my phone and not dropping it too.”

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{ isabelle }​:

Isabelle heard the voice before she could see exactly who it was that seemed to be shouting. It took her a little longer to figure out where the voice had come from, given that the voice was coming from above, but looked towards the tree in shock once she’d finally worked it out. “Oh my goodness, are you okay?” She asked, her brows furrowing in confusion as to how he had wound up in such a predicament. “Sure, I can take the phone… do you need any help? Do I need to call the fire department to get you down? Like a cat-in-a-tree situation?”

“Nah, that’s okay. I just need both my hands.” Percy flashed her another smile as he handed off the phone before turning his attention back to the tree and his legs still hooked around it. He put more weight on the one leg, and un-stuck himself. “You must not come through here much,” he said as he glanced back down at her. After a moment, he unhooked his legs and leaped to the ground. “I find myself in situations like this a lot around here.”

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{ annabeth }​:

Had she been about to judo throw him as he surprised her? Maybe…many people learned pretty quickly not to sneak up on her. Of course in her drunken stupor she would have revealed the secret of her birthday to her mysterious park buddy. Annabeth closed her eyes, cursing past drunk Annabeth before taking the present from his hands, offering a half smile. “Definitely not. Can’t have more people knowing.” She pointed out, messing with the wrapping. With her dyslexia it took a minute to decipher what was listed on the bookmark, but once she realized what it was, Annabeht was genuinely touched. “Hey, this is actually pretty cool…” She admitted, looking up at him in surprise. “Where did you find this?”

Percy waited, a small smile on his features, as Annabeth opened the gift. His smile turned a little sheepish as she took a few moment to react and he reached up, rubbing the back of his neck. “I’m not entirely sure what all the names on there are, but I figured you might.” Percy shrugged, dropping his hand to his side again. “There’s a book store close to the school I work at, one of my students said I should check it out and I seem to always see you with a book, so I thought you could probably use a book mark.” He realized he was rambling a bit and shook his head. “And you mentioned not liking your birthday, so I knew some big gift wouldn’t go over all that well.”