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R. L. Gallagher & Whitnee
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Whitnee
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Jul 04, 2014 11:27PM
(Thanks. You're seriously awesome. I couldn't have asked for a better online friend.)
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(That means so much to me Whit, thank you!! I'm always here for you, don't forget that :))
(Any time… now, I should probably start writing or something. What if someone dies? Like say… Demitrious for Effie?)
(Oh honey, you're killing me. But I love it)
(Which will suck because Franky will be lonely… but hey. Stuff happens.)
(Meh. I feel no sympathy for my own character, but whtvr. Maybe if she gets nice I'll feel bad for her, but right now I hate her as much as Effie)
(Haha, I don't think she's too bad. I'm pretty darn excited.)
Zander was-of course- in his own world, but hearing her voice brought him out. "Bex!" Something about the way she sounded made him suddenly doubt himself. What was going on? She seemed off. But that had been the same for a couple of days now. She didn't really come around but they had been busy. He was just making up excuses in his head to try and fit them together so that things didn't go bad. "Is everything okay?" He asked, this time his voice on edge. Something wasn't right. He knew that. Rae walked backwards towards the door. Her eyes trained on him. So, she caught him checking her out. Big deal? "I'll see you in a couple of hours. Don't do anything stupid. Or stuff that I wouldn't recommend." She said waving a stern finger in his direction before blowing him a kiss. So, they would to their super are ways and meet again to hang out. She shouldn't have been that nervous. They had hung out plenty of times before.
( sorry! I really sucks.)
(No, it's totally perfect!)Bex sighed as she took a small step away from him. "No, actually," she said slowly, raising her hands up to her waist like she was going to have to defend herself. "Everything isn't okay." She swallowed hard. How could she go about this? She suddenly forgot her excuse, what she was going to tell him to make this easier for her. "I need to talk. About us." She swallowed hard, trying to regain the courage she'd had in the bathroom just moments earlier.
Monroe sat in the middle of the main entrance staircase, taking care of some extra science homework while she waited around aimlessly. She felt incredibly distracted; her inner mentor was worried about her little project with Effie, and she'd been hearing things about her and Ace that didn't sound good, considering he had a girlfriend. She really couldn't keep herself focusing on any homework really; it was just there in her hands to make her feel like she was accomplishing something.
Caesar gave her another grin, adding a wink as he picked himself back up and headed to his desk. "No promises, love," he said, adding a wave over his shoulder before he sat back down with a sigh. That word had a whole new meaning now, and he was totally willing to embrace it.
Zander didn't quite understand what was going on. This was all very sudden in his opinion. "Okay…" he trailed off. As though his brain was still processing the whole situation. She had come up to him rather randomly and wanted to discuss what? Something about them. So, she either wanted to step up or down and in this case. It couldn't have been up unless she wanted to get married or something. And he just wasn't ready for it. But then it dawned on him that it might be different. It might be baby related. "If this is about Franky…I promised her I would be there for the child." Kieera had left Gewls to cry by herself. But not until they had talked. Talked about her expecting the baby and about how she would start packing her bags to go. They just talked and it was nice. Almost made the drunk girl feel sober. Almost.
She walked rather quickly, running her hands through her hair. Ace and her weren't anymore so she shouldn't have been worrying about seeing him again. She went years. She could surely do it again.
(!!!!!!! Friend!!)Bex shook her head, letting out a slow sigh as she forced herself not to fidget with her hands while she looked up at him. He'd just given her an out, reminded her what her excuse was, and she wished she could have thanked him like it was some undercover mission and he'd just handed her the line. "I've been thinking, and... I lied to you." Her voice was steady, and she swallowed the lump in her throat. "With Franky pregnant, and us only being in high school, I just don't think I'm ready for that kind of committed relationship. Being with a boy who's going to be a father, I just..." God, she hated how cruel and ruthless she sounded right now. She wanted to shut herself up, but she couldn't.
She could still be honest with him, and she had to be if she had any hope of being able to renew things with him if the headmistress turned out to be wrong and he really wasn't a bad guy. "I still like you, Zander. I love you, but I love you enough to know that I can't be with you when you have to take care of your own child and it's mother. I can't be here to drag you down." She swallowed as she finished, unsure if she should just leave now or wait for him to say something.
Something shifted in the corner of her vision, and Monroe's head instantly snapped up to see who was there. She recognized the figure practically racing down the hallway, and she decided that now, in the empty corridor, it would be perfect to try to talk to her.
"Kieera!" Monroe called, closing her book and tucking it into her arm as she stood up and jogged towards her. "Hey, Kieera! Can we talk?" she called again, hoping she sounded as calm and serene as she wanted to.
(I know, I just fell in love with what I made Bex say and it hurts my heart)
(Zander died just a little bit on the inside.)
(So did Bex!!! Ahh it makes me feel so evil and sad at the same time)
(Haha, but that's what makes drama a blast!)
(What's up? That sounds like you're breaking up with me)
(Never! I'm just at work and like the moment I walked into the building someone asked me if I was okay and I burst into tears.)
(Oh darling, I'm so sorry :( Seriously, us their anything I can do to help)
(It's really okay. It's hard now. But things will be okay.)
(Just like I said, things will be okay :))
(I hate weekends. I hate them so much. I worked all day Saturday, and then went to dance for three hours, which was extra-sucky because it was like 100 degrees on Saturday which always make the studio feel like a swamp so it was like 110 degrees and super humid, and then Sunday just sucked because I hate Sundays. Sorry I'm so whiny. How are you?)
(You aren't whiny. Busy days suck butt and weather is ridiculous. :/)
(I'm that kind of person that likes a freezing room only when I can wrap myself up in a blanket cocoon but if I can't do that I'll spend hours trying to figure out what the perfect temperature the room needs to be for me to be comfortable so right now I'm hovering by the thermostat until I find a promising temp)
(Haha, My dad controls the therastat at my house so I have to be happy with his choice. How's today been?)
(Rather uneventful. I'm sitting at work eating licorice and watching a very awkward scene from the Catfish movie. How about you?)
(Well…I'm eating subway, and Doritos while watching. Jesse hoping my brother will leave so we can watch the. Purge.)
(Ooooo The Purge. Have you seen it yet?)
(Nope. That's why they need to leave so I can watch.)
(Then I won't spoil anything. It's the first one, right?)
(Oh okay :) I actually just rewatched like a quarter of it last night before I fell asleep)
(It's ridiculous how I feel like I'm going to have a heart attack.)
(Is the black guy a bad guy? And what about the boyfriend? You better tell me. My dad won't say anything.)
(I don't wanna spoil it for you!!!! If you're already at the part with the black guy in the house, you're about to find all of that out anyway)
(No!!! Horror movies are my area of expertise, and I can tell you right now that if I spoil it for you, you're going to hate me forever!!! I'm not telling you anything!! You'll find out soon enough!)
(*sigh* fine. I'm going to break up with you.)
