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(group member since Nov 10, 2018)
The residency of Salem Penderghast and her cat.
Hmmm idk tbh there both good in their both ways. I’m leaning more into lucky. Ugh idk. Lucky I guess.
Pm and we can talk about ideas
Ohhh I claim one!!!
Elizabeth lead Haeun out of the diner and down the street like she had instructed her to when they were inside. Her hands were stuffed into the pocket of her black hoodie, flipping her phone in her hands again and again to give herself something to do. She had put it on silent mode so her bother wouldn’t disturb her because she had had enough of him already.
“No problem,” Elizabeth tells her with a small smile, her words turning to clouds in the cold air and the little light that there was from the streetlights. Even though she had a hoodie on, it wasn’t because of the freezing weather. If anything, she felt really warm, and she assumed that it had to do with the fact that she made fire in some way. So maybe... fires was already traveling through her blood and keeping her room. Elizabeth was not scientists- hell, she didn’t even think a scientist could explain that to her- but ever since she developed her powers, it was really hard to get cold.
After passing a few building and alleyways, they were coming close to the end of the block where the bus stop would be around the corner. “It’s right there, where the stand is. See? I’m not sure when the next bus will be here. It’s usually fifteen minutes until the next one comes... so yeah.” Elizabeth shrugged as she turned to the girl.
Okay. Then she won’t need a date.
Okay badger And Lena maybe they could go together as friends since she dared him?
And also is Isabella going in the group... or should I find a date for her?
Amir couldn’t believe he was actually going to do this. After having a full night to think about it, Amir eventually made up his mind, and he didn’t like it, not one bit. But he had his life on the line, literally. The coach would kill him for missing the next game because he wouldn’t have any other choice but to not let him play. Then there was his father, who would actually kill him for getting detention, and if Amir wasn’t able to get enough hours from extracurricular, that would give his father another reason to end his sons life. Ugh, the threats that Amir had to live with.
So here he was now, making way down the hall in search the peanut head that brought this onto him. Like Mr. Steel said, he needed Matteo for his decision for him to actually accept it. He just hoped that guy wouldn’t give him a hard time about it. Spotting him at his locker, Amir first searched for any other football players to make sure they wouldn’t be watching him. The last thing he wanted was to be seen with him. Once he spotted none, and the hallway was starting to become empty, Amir made his way to Matteo. “Yo,” he called to him as he walked up behind him. “I’m going to tutor you, so we have to go let Mr. Steel know.” He didn’t even bother asking him what he wanted, because all that mattered to Amir was what he wanted.
If it was possible for Lucas’s grin to grow, it just did. Hearing her ask that beautiful question was beyond exciting. It made his mind actually work for the first time in a while, trying to think up a perfect idea to give her if she wanted what she was asking for. Each idea that passed his mind only made him more and more excited. “That’s a very tempting question, y’know. I’m filled with options. Hhmmmm, let’s see.” Lucas removed his arms from her desk and held his chin with one hand, scratching at the slight stubble as he continued to think. “Ah, I got it.” A mischievous look crossed his eyes as he looked back to her. This girl seemed like she wanted nothing to do with him, so he was sure this idea was not going to make her happy. “You have to come with me to the New Years ball as a date.”
Anna was taking one of her daily runs through the park. She was trying her best to be healthy these past few months... but it wasn’t going as planed. Let’s say she was having a hard time staying away from sweets, and who wouldn’t. Just thinking of having one of her dads famous pain du chocolat was making her want to turn around right now and go home to beg him to make some. “Focus,” she told herself, a bit breathless from running. But she pushed herself to keep going. At least she was getting in her cardio, kind of. Four runs a week, that wasn’t too bad. If anything, she was pretty proud of herself. So here she was now, dressed in leggings and a lose white crop top. Her pink hair was in a high pony tail to stay out of her face, and she could feel it swinging with each step she took. She was sure her face was as pink as her hair. I’ll take a break after this song ends, Anna told herself. Knowing she was on a straight sidewalk, she closed her eyes for a moment. It always helped to focus and not give up. She assumed no one would be on the sidewalk, and with her music blasting in her ears, she didn’t hear anyone. It was a stupid move, really. Because before she knew it, she felt herself trip over something- someone, really- in front of her, and she went crashing down onto the sidewalk, grazing her knee badly. “Ouch!” She cried in pain.
(It’s good. And sorry, I didn’t know u posted ))
To say the least, Hunter was actually a bit embarrassed. He never understood the crazy feeling people got from getting kicked out or being able to piss the teachers off. To him, he was always taught to respect anyone older than him back in the pack. Never give an attitude, always do as said, follow the rules, and never talk back. He talked back once to his parents, and boy did he regret it. He surely learned his lesson afterward.
But here he was, grabbing his bag and pushing his chair to stand. He wanted to apologize, really, he did, but know he would look stupid if he did. Instead, with his head down, he followed Lena out of the classroom. Once they were in the hall, he finally spoke up. “What were you thinking, Lena? Now he’s going to call my parents and I’m going to get killed for having detention.” He wasn’t really angry at her. He couldn’t be, but he was disappointed.
The residency of Isabella Santiago, who lives with her dad and two other sisters.
Vee kept her head down, not wanting to be seen by anyone that she was crying. People would wonder what the hell it was she was talking about to be crying at a coffee house. So she eagerly wiped at her tears and tried to catch her breath. But it was really hard not to be crying. Talking about what she did for the first time to someone aloud ripped open her wound and she was left to deal with the pain once again. She had tried to bury it away. Her parents worried about her, and her sister asked her about it. But she pushed them away, telling them she was okay, even though she clearly wasn’t.
“It’s... it’s okay. I’m sorry for crying.... I didn’t mean to.” She sniffled a few times and rubbed at her eyes before looking back to him. “It’s just... I haven’t spoken about it to anyone... and, y’know. It’s just... so hard.” Her voice cracked for a moment but she cleared her throat. Brushing her hair out of face since a few strands were sticking to her wet cheeks.
“Does it really?” She asked him in disbelief, almost wide eyed. She wasn’t sure if he was just telling her this to make her feel better, or because it was true. “Because I’m afraid of losing control again. I’m afraid one day I’ll wake up to find my family dead. I can’t live with myself if that were to happen. It’s enough I lost one person. I don’t want to lose anyone else.” Vee tells him, sounding desperate. It was clear that she wanted help, needed help. She was afraid of herself and what she could do, and the longer she tried to deal with alone, the more likely she would lose it.
I totally get it. And I don’t want to sound like an annoying bitch or anything. I really don’t mind taking care of the group while u guys are busy
I’m digging the pink or the all sparkles. Lizzy would kill her for the last one lol
Seems good. And a week should be enough. I just don’t want anyone to get annoyed and end up leaving.
I think u should broadcast a message like I said as a reminder of the ball and all. And then maybe send individually to those who have been inactive. I think that’s unfair to. Ik some people go missing without saying, but maybe a thread for that will encourage them to notify if possible. And maybe deleting the request for texts would be good. Sometimes I get caught up and don’t get time to make it for them, and I don’t want to keep them waiting lol.
Sounds good to me. Can u post first plan. I need to reply somewhere
Lucas would be lying if he said he wasn’t enjoying this. The way she moved away from him, looked annoyed, tried to play it cool. It was all exciting to him, and to be honest, he hadn’t had anything exciting lately. So he couldn’t help but enjoy their little conversation even more . Even if she made it clear that she wanted nothing to do with him. The minute she ran into him in the hallway gave him permission to have everything to do with her. “Hmm. I don’t know. I kinda like it here.” He said as if a matter of fact. He didn’t move an inch and just kept grinning at her.
