When you start to really know someone, all his physical characteristics start to disappear. You begin to dwell in his energy, recognize the scent of his skin. You see only the essence of the person, not the shell. That’s why you can’t fall in love with beauty. You can lust after it, be infatuated by it, want to own it. You can love it with your eyes and body but not your heart. And that’s why, when you really connect with a person’s inner self, any physical imperfections disappear, become irrelevant.
—  Lisa Unger, Beautiful Lies (Ridley Jones #1)

 commissioned by digital-skyline

Where Mr. Jefferson took the class to a marine museum for a Photography project:

-Max is holding her polaroid camera in her hands, a little lowered down from her face, as if she just finished taking a picture but her attention was suddenly caught by something that made her smile

- That ‘something’ being Victoria, who from the other side of the aquarium was a little too immersed in the scenery, having one of her palms lightly pressed onto the aquarium glass, watching the fish swim by. but as she, inevitably, notices Max too, looking at her with this cute smile on her face (because honestly imagine the 'queen beeatch’ of blackwell 'showing weakness’ and staring at fish swimming like a child on a christmas morning. that is bound to make you smile!) so Victoria is looking a little caught off guard by Max gazing at her with that smile on her face but it also makes her blush a little because the goddamn hipster trash just happened to look infuriatingly cute in that moment and how dare she??