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Addison - or, as her husband calls her, Addie - was born into a life of extreme affluence. The Clarke family, as far as anyone was concerned when Addie was growing up, was the wealthiest in town. As a toddler she wore designer labels; she was never in want or need. Everything she could possibly want was handed to her on a silver platter - no, a gilded one. She had everything she wanted... until secondary school, that is.

That's where she met Shaddie's Character. He was always - is still - so much better than her. It's something that Addie knows, is sure of. If the man you marry is supposed to be your better half, then she's found him.

Unfortunately, Addie's parents didn't - don't - agree. Eighteen years old, telling her parents she wanted to marry a boy from a far lower social status from hers. Her parents definitely did not approve. So much, in fact, that they disowned her. Told her to pack up all of her things, move out, and kiss that trust fund full of tens of millions goodbye.

In all honesty, she probably couldn't have made it without Shaddie's character. He is, after all, their primary income. She does, of course, get paid for working in the uniform store - thank god she knows everything there is to know about clothing and fashion and sewing if nothing else - but that's not enough to survive on. But it's so much more than that. He's always been there for her, even when others weren't - especially when others weren't. She owes him so much. She's determined to make it up to him, to make sure that he's not the only one giving in this relationship. Of course, she also has to figure out how to tell him about the baby...



Addie isn't stupid. She isn't. But she's also never been the smartest person ever. It's not that she lacks common sense, it's just that she never thought she'd actually have to try that hard in school because she had a trust fund to fall back on. But now that's gone, and she dropped out of university because they couldn't afford it. It's lucky that she was always into fashion, because at least now she can help out with the school uniforms. (And, if the students ask really nicely, she'll even mend any tears and alter it for them, too.)

Her philosophy in life is to simply grin and bear it and pretend like nothing's wrong. She'd rather internalize everything than show weakness. Really, Addie's convinced herself that if she ever really complains about how life is, then she's been reduced to nothing more than the spoiled rich girl that people called her for most of her life. Communication and talking out problems is something she's tried to improve on since being married to Shaddie's character, but it's hard to break habit. And besides... she's married to the man of her dreams, to someone she loves more than she's ever loved anyone else. So why should she ever be unhappy?

It wasn't easy for Addie to adjust to this life. Really, she's not actually that well-adjusted. But she'll still step into the designer clothes - from six years ago but some things are timeless right? right? - that she took when her parents kicked her out and clasp the old diamond pendant from her sixteenth birthday around her neck with shaking hands, because sometimes it's just better to pretend.




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ᵀᵉᵐᵖᶫᵃᵗᵉ ᶦᶰˢᵖᶦʳᵉᵈ ᵇʸ ᴶᵉᶰᶰᵃᶫʸᶰ ᵃᶰᵈ ᴱᵛᵃᶰ

N I C H O L A S‘‘ N I C K ’’L A R K S P U R
s e n i o rb i s e x u a lm e g h a n ’ se x&c o r e y ’ sb o n eb r o



▫ ▪ but what am i supposed to do when the best part of me was always you? ▪ ▫

Some people just look like douchebags. Walking around school in their varsity jackets, with a confident swagger in their step as if nothing could ever bring them down. That's Nick Larkspur. And it made sense that he would be that way, because that's the sort of people he surrounded himself with - people like Corey Huntington and Louis Richards. People who seemed, in the little bubble of Westerville High School, to be untouchable.

It would be inaccurate to say that he was the closest to Corey or Louis or Meghan, but he was always there, since elementary school. After all, Meghan Crews was his first love. Freshman year, right? Yeah... people tend to forget that after Meghan and Louis started dating at the start of sophomore year. It wasn't like Nick wasn't capable of moving on. By this point, he's slept with basically everyone within their circle of friends. Everyone who's a) sexually interested in dudes or willing to experiment, and b) willing. (Not that there's ever a shortage of either at Westerville High School.)

And then there was that whole thing with Corey. Nick still doesn't really know what to call it - not quite friends with benefits. Once, he jokingly referred to them as "bone bros," and Corey gave him the most horrified look. (This, of course, ensured that Nick always called them that. Apparently it was a turn-off, which was kind of disappointing.) It never ruined their friendship. Yeah, they occasionally rode the horizontal tandem bicycle together. For a while he thought, hey, maybe he had feelings for Corey (and awww, he was the first guy to do it with him), but then he was more like, "nah, we're bros." Because for all that he could be irresponsible, Corey was the one who brought out the better side of Nick. He could make jokes to calm any tension and when Nick was anal (pun intended), Corey was the one who could get him to chill.

Really, his sexual relations with his friends didn't ruin any of his friendships. Sure, there's always going to be a special place in his heart for Meghan, but it's not like they never spoke again. Nick, oddly enough, usually ends up friends with his exes. (Possibly it's because he never lets anything go long enough for the relationship to turn truly sour.) But he had good friendships. Nick Larkspur isn't great at being a boyfriend, or any of that sappy shit. But he's a damn good friend. And he's not really sure how to move on with his life without his friends.

Because for all that Nick Larkspur looks like a douchebag? He can be one. It's his first impulse, so sneer at people and say things to knock others down. It's just easier. Corey and Louis and Meghan were always his better parts, the people who could get him to loosen up and have a good time. Now? He's at a loss. He doesn't know what to do. He's angry and bitter and confused and horny. He doesn't want to face people at school. He doesn't want to see the sympathetic looks on their faces. Pity. Nick Larkspur doesn't want to be pitied. God, no. So he's going to set his face with that sneer that was so prevalent before he became friends with them, and he's going to ignore his problems. Because it's not like he has anyone to talk to anymore.



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J A M I EL E I G HW E S T :: female, aromantic bisexual, twenty-five, edm
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▬▬▬▬▬▬ ɪ ʜᴀᴅ ᴀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴛʜᴇɴ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ǫᴜᴇᴇɴ ʜᴀs ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴏᴠᴇʀᴛʜʀᴏᴡɴ. ▬▬▬▬▬▬

jᴀᴍɪᴇ is a detached person. That's the first thing to know about her. She detaches herself, emotionally, from most things. There's no tragic backstory; she's found that it's just easier that way. People in life are going to be critical of an openly bisexual woman, and it's nothing personal; but she needed a thicker skin to survive so she grew one. It's not like she's lonely, or emotionless. She has her ways of finding people to keep her bed warm, and quite frankly, she can take care of herself. She's not an antisocial hermit who has no friends; she simply doesn't like getting too close to people because she doesn't like being tied down.

Her parents flipped homes for a living, so Jamie constantly traveled from Expensive House to Other Expensive Houses. That's how she got into music -- she took very quickly to her piano lessons, and her parents' friends loved it when she would play at the hoity-toity dinner parties. She quickly got more and more into music, and what started as screwing around with computers as a teenager turned into her desire to become a music producer. Thankfully, her parents had connections so she had an in after graduation, and, well, now she's here.



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└─ ғᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ◦ ʜᴇᴛᴇʀᴏsᴇxᴜᴀʟ ◦ ᴛᴡᴇɴᴛʏ-ᴏɴᴇ ◦ ʙᴀssɪsᴛ ғᴏʀ ᴠᴀ ᴛᴇ ғᴀɪʀᴇ ғᴏᴜᴛʀᴇ ─┘



Nina is lucky that her first name is so normal, she supposes. People usually stumble over her middle and last names like drunks on a sidewalk. Because the thing is, it's not the type of name that people think of when they think of a bunch of politically bitter English girls. And, well, Nina isn't English. She is, of course, English by nationality... but definitely not by descent and quite honestly, she's never really felt like she fit in.

Her single mother had died after a drunk driving incident, leaving Nina to be raised by her grandparents. It was different, growing up with them. They had been a young, newly married couple when they had fled to England during the Holocaust, leaving behind their native Poland and the people and places they held so dear to their hearts. Though they'd never been able to return home, Nina knew that they'd always missed Poland. And it showed. They had tried to make England their Poland-away-from-Poland as much as possible, bringing their traditions and customs with them. It's hard enough growing up with a different accent than the others, growing up with no parents and only grandparents, let alone grandparents who've never tried to embrace their new country.

So when she met the girls who eventually formed Va Te Faire Foutre, they were honestly her first good friends. She'd been a loner for most of her life before then, which was largely self-imposed after being made fun of for her accent, and hadn't known friendship like theirs. She admired their passion, and their pride, and their desire to be involved in something greater than all of them. And eventually, they came to be the best family she's ever known.

That being said, she doesn't exactly see eye-to-eye with all of them. Quite frankly, she's a very moderate person. She's very content with her life as it is. Sure, it could be better, but she's learned that nothing will ever be perfect and as far as she's concerned, there's nothing wrong with "settling" for just plain old good. If there's anything that her grandparents have taught her, it's to have perspective. And Nina does. Her understanding of the world is better than most. And she's not really particularly unhappy with the way things are... not that she'd tell the others that.

For now, she will just settle for being the bassist with an exotic accent in a band full of the greatest girls she's ever known, and that's more than enough for her.



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[ nicknames ] Jefferson hates nicknames with a burning passion. So... no. Then again, he also hates his name -- a president and a fucking European forest region, how more pretentious can you get? -- but he hates the idea of nicknames just a wee bit more.
[ gender ] Male
[ age ] Eighteen
[ occupation ] CE (STEM)
[ grade ] Twelve
[ years of attendance ] Four
[ hair color ] Blond
[ eye color ] Blue
[ height ] 6'1"
[ body type ] See images.
[ face claim ] Jeremy Irvine
[ personality ] Jefferson puts the 'stud' in 'studious.' He kind of defies the science nerd stereotype -- because while he's never been quiet about his ambition to become an oncologist and hopefully find the cure to cancer, he maintains an active social life and is far from the awkward introvert that people seem to think science nerds are. Instead, he surrounds himself with people -- well, really, more like girls -- so that he's never alone and wears his status as a STEM student like a badge of honor all the while.

See, Jefferson's kind of full of himself. Not in the extremely showy way, but... the guy could do to be knocked down a few pegs. He knows he's smart. He knows he's like the top student in the STEM program right now. And he knows he's good-looking. Sure, he doesn't look like he belongs in a Calvin Klein ad like some of the people here -- Jesus, is attractiveness a prerequisite or something? -- but he's certainly good-looking, and his dating history is a testament to that.

It's not like he's some sort of heartbreaker -- yeah, he's dated a lot of girls, but it's not like they didn't know what they were getting into. All relationships with Jefferson are casual. He's not into hook-ups, but he's also not scouting out a future wife or anything. He doesn't like to take that kind of thing too seriously, he says -- or maybe he's not capable of taking them that seriously. Because there's only one thing he's ever really committed to, and that's his ambition to become a doctor. And that means the schoolwork's heavy and yeah, he wants to have fun. That's why he dates people -- because it's fun. He likes it. It's enough of a commitment that he doesn't drown himself in schoolwork, but not so serious that he's fenced in forever.

See, Jefferson wants to make a difference in people's lives. And hopefully someday that'll be on a large scale (again, the guy's dream is the find the cure to fucking cancer, so good luck with that and maybe another Jefferson will go down in the history books), but for now he knows to start small. For all his arrogance about what he's good at, he's not above helping other people in that area. Hence the tutoring. Besides, he can put that on his college applications.
[ greatest strength ] Jefferson is a natural leader. He was meant to be in charge, not to follow. He's good at making a game plan and setting it into action. He's an initiator, an extremely proactive person who just wants to get things done. For all that his bigger flaws are, laziness and lack of initiative aren't there.
[ fatal flaw ] ...but he also can't stand to not be the leader. He kind of throws internal hissy fits if people don't listen to him, and okay... although he's not kicking and screaming, it shows. More than a little bit. He doesn't handle it well, like at all. He refuses to surrender power to other people, because he's a strong believer in if you want it done right, do it yourself and, well... he's not exactly a team player unless he can be the captain.
[ biggest fear ] Being useless. Not having anything real to offer to the world. Because he honestly doesn't know what he would do. Because yeah, he's gonna go to med school and even if he never finds the cure to cancer which, of course, he probably won't, but he doesn't like to think about that, he's bound to help someone along the way, right? But he's afraid that he won't. It's not a logical thing, he knows. But... what if he doesn't have the capacity to help someone? Because how much does it matter that he wants to help if he can't actually do anything?
[ most embarrassing memory ] Well back in sophomore year he was dating August Rayner. And really, he's not going to pretend like the blame wasn't equal on this one. See... Ridgeport is pretty strict on their PDA rules, so naturally they'd seek places to make out, right? And that place, one day, happened to be one of the janitor's closets. They weren't expecting the janitor to actually walk in, let alone him shove them out and start yelling at them. Ah, yes... that relationship led to quite a few embarrassing moments, didn't it? Although Jefferson's lucky that he wasn't the one coming on to a teacher via text message.
[ history ] It's probably a good thing that Jefferson's parents, although extremely wealthy and pretentious, are very stable. Because otherwise, he probably would be still grieving in an incredibly unhealthy way.

Everything started out good, you see -- William, Alexandra, and Jefferson's sister, Anne (because of course Jefferson gets a name like Jefferson Ardennes, and what does his sister get? Anne Elizabeth. Talk about unfair). Anne and Jefferson had been close -- close as they could be, anyway, when she left for college when he was still in elementary school.

Anne had barely been married -- some lawyer she met when she was in school, Charles Knapp -- when they found out about the uterine cancer. In some ways, maybe they should've seen it coming -- the genetic tendency was there. But still it blindsided the Yorks, because who thought that a perfectly healthy twenty-four-year-old would get uterine cancer?

The details were never clear to Jefferson. He was only ten when she died, after all. He was told that the cancer spread, that it had gone too far, was too aggressive. And that was it. Anne was gone. Gone before Jefferson even really knew what was happening.

At first it was confusion. And then confusion turned to anger. Anger at God, for letting this happen to his sister -- for making this happen to his sister? Anger at his sister, even, for not fighting harder. Anger at the doctors for not fucking doing enough. And at age eleven, Jefferson's whole world was bitterness. The sun didn't seem to shine anymore. Happy things made him even angrier, because goddammit, if he wasn't happy anymore then no one could be.

Eventually his parents made him go to a therapist. He had resisted at first; however, they did not give in -- and he ended up thanking them later. And sure, okay, things still aren't perfect and he has a dream spoken like an idiotic idealist that will probably never actually happen -- but it's better. He's better. He's getting better. And one day, he'll be better enough to leave his own mark on the world, right? So he'll hold on to that.
[ family ] William (father), Alexandra (mother), Anne (sister)
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