We were gonna dance till they shut it down People’d be staring while I spin you ‘round Thinking we were so in love, yeah They wouldn’t know we hadn’t even hooked up
Pete was in love. He was never one to expressing feelings for anybody. Y|N, it was different. Trent and Tyler saw a change in him. Pete looked at Y|N with love in his eyes as he spun her around the dance floor in the middle of the crowd of people. “Y|N’s a good one for Pete.” Tyler nudged Trent in the arm as they watched the two. Y|N laughed, wrapping her arms around his neck with a huge smile on her face. Pete actually had a smile on his face as he had his arm wrapped around her waist.
I’d get your number and I’d give you mine And we’d be hanging out tomorrow night But now I don’t know where you are I’m under these lights right here in the dark
Maybe they meet on the streets. It’s late. But John doesn’t sleep much anymore. He’s out walking, his hands shoved in his pockets, enjoying the ambient background noise of late-night London. He’s glad he lives in the city. He doesn’t think he could handle total silence.
And then, the explosion.
It shakes him so hard, he’s on the ground before he has time to realize that he’s not in the middle of a war zone, under fire – he’s on the streets of London, and a store has just exploded. He looks up, watching the smoke billow into the dark sky, eyes wide.
And like a good soldier, he runs to the smoldering remains of the building.
It’s Henrik’s, he realizes as he approaches. The department store. Sirens are already echoing in the air, and John is distracted, looking around. It’s late enough that the store was probably closed. What if someone was still in there though–?
John’s solid enough that he doesn’t fall over when someone runs into them, and he grabs the person to keep them from falling over as well. Her. It’s a woman. A blonde woman in a purple leather jacket. A blonde woman in a purple leather jacket holding a plastic arm.
What the hell?
“Sorry, mate,” the woman apologizes, straightening up. “Hey, do me a favor and get rid of this, would you?” She tosses John the arm, and he catches it automatically. “Useless to me. Gotta go!”
“Oi – wait!” John calls, flustered. “Are you alright?”
“I’m brilliant!” The woman yells over her shoulder as she runs down the street and out of sight. The sirens are closer, and John realizes he doesn’t want to deal with the police.
He runs, completely forgetting he’s holding the plastic arm.
Barn Mates was
first aired exactly a year ago today… and what a monumental episode it was
for both Lapis and Peridot!
For those of us who were already shipping Lapidot, it was a
dream come true – and for some of those who weren’t,
it opened their eyes to a whole new (and now completely canonically viable)
I’ve written about this episode a few times in the past, but
it feels fitting to look back on it again today; for day one of Lapidot Anniversary Week!
So, without further ado…
The episode opens with Peridot wistfully speaking into her
tape recorder about sharing her new home with Lapis. Only a couple of episodes prior to this
point, Peridot had made the decision to stay at the barn by herself whilst the
other Crystal Gems returned to the temple.
The fact that she now so enthusiastically wants to share her home with Lapis
(as opposed to going back with the other Gems or staying by herself in the barn) just shows that she already has
some level of admiration for Lapis.
“Why don’t we watch the sun come up and figure out what
we’re going to do with all this time, eh Lazuli?”
Watching the sun rise with someone is an old romantic
tradition/cliché, so the fact that Peridot specifically mentions wanting to do
this with Lapis certainly speaks some volumes.
And it also transpires…
…that this line was foreshadowing a scene that came later
in the show – in Room For Ruby, not
only are they watching the sun rise together (just as Peridot wanted to do),
they’ve actually been sat together all night stargazing prior to this point,
which is another activity that has obvious romantic connotations.
After Peridot has finished speaking into the tape recorder
in Barn Mates, Lapis expresses her
desire to live in the barn all on her own.
Steven suggests that the barn be split down the middle, with each of the
two Gems having their own “side”, which leads to a very interesting shot of the
pair of them:
Notice how they’re effectively framing a picture that’s
behind them. This picture is of the
barn’s previous owners – Greg’s aunt and uncle, who Greg described back in Space Race as follows:
“My aunt and uncle had a great love for aviation, and each
other. They cherished the years they
spent together, and they held on to every belonging they ever owned.”
It’s interesting, then, that a picture of a happy couple has
been placed directly in-between Lapis
and Peridot in this shot. This becomes
something of a trend as the show progresses, with the picture being placed
in-shot with Peridot and Lapis on occasion in a fair few other episodes, such as these:
This could well be foreshadowing a romantic relationship
between Lapis and Peridot. The fact that
Greg mentions “aviation” is also something interesting to think about,
considering that Lapis can fly and Peridot was the pilot of the Hand Ship back
Lapis isn’t keen on the idea of splitting the barn, telling
Steven that Peridot is the problem:
“I can’t stand the thought of looking at her everyday!”
This statement is now somewhat ironic because, in the episodes since Barn Mates, Lapis almost always has her eyes on Peridot – and gives
her some extremely suggestive looks,
Peridot and Steven both try to assure Lapis that Peridot has
changed, but she doesn’t want to hear it.
Steven thinks it’s “sweet” that Peridot wants Lapis to see how much
she’s changed since their last encounter, and he helps her to make an apology
card which has a very interesting picture drawn on the front of it:
Steven may well have the intent of getting Peridot and Lapis
to be friends, but he’s drawn them looking like an actual couple here; they’re even holding hands.
Eventually, after some persuasion from Steven, Lapis joins
them – and a beaming Peridot hands over the card. This still fails to win-over an unimpressed
Lapis, much to Peridot’s disdain.
“It took me over an hour to compose [the message in the
card], and I was the most
sincere as per Steven’s instructions!”
The fact that Peridot put so much time into her apology
message gives us an indication of how highly Peridot thinks of Lapis – and how
much she wants to make her feel better.
She then spends some time deliberating what she could give to Lapis as a
gift (upon Steven’s suggestion), and they come up with an idea…
“H-2-Oh my GOSH!” …
“It’s a gift for you! You know, ‘cause water’s your thing.”
mannerisms and tone of voice here are very flirtatious. However, given Lapis’ previous traumatic
experience of being trapped on the bottom of the ocean, this is another idea
that falls completely flat.
And what does
pool?! What a cloddy idea! Of course
she wouldn’t like that!”
She actually blames herself
for the mistake. This is very
uncharacteristic of Peridot, who normally has a very lofty opinion of herself
and her intellectual capacity – which, again, shows how highly she must think of
Lapis. She even uses the word “cloddy”
to describe her own idea; with “clod” being an insult that she usually only
ever levels at other people when she’s at her most angry.
She then decides to make a very grand gesture…
…and offers her most prized possession – the tape recorder
– to Lapis as a gift.
She’s very flirtatious in doing so here, as well. With a wink and a smile, she tells Lapis:
“See, the ribbon is
even blue. I got yo’ number!”
Peridot has offended all of the other Gems at some point in
the past, but she’s never been seen to perform as grand a gesture as this one
in order to win them over.
Peridot is, in a lot of ways, incredibly materialistic - she
has been shown on more than one occasion to hold her very few possessions really
closely to her. By Peridot’s standards, handing the tape recorder
over is essentially the biggest thing she could do for someone, which is a very
clear indication of her feelings towards Lapis.
This gesture is completely lost on Lapis, however, who
proceeds to crush the tape recorder in her hand.
Usually in these situations, Peridot would be distraught
that one of her possessions had been destroyed (see, for example, Peridot on
her knees begging Amethyst not to throw away her beloved tablet in Too Short To Ride). However, this time, she actually seems to be
upset by the fact that she’s managed to upset Lapis once again, exclaiming:
“What, were you trapped in a tape recorder too?!”
Peridot is exasperated by this point, and gives a very
heartfelt speech which, I believe, really gets to the root of one of the key
reasons why a relationship between Lapis and Peridot just makes perfect sense:
“Look, I get it, you
know? You’re confused! You can never go back to Homeworld.
This place doesn’t exactly feel like home yet. You’re alone, no one could
possibly know what that feels like! Oh wait, I do! We’re
the same, except… you don’t have to be alone.”
She and Lapis are going through the exact same thing
at basically the same time; namely, being stranded on earth with no way of
returning to Homeworld. There’s literally no-one else who they could bond
with over this, except for each other – it’s a common ground that they share
with each other and only each other. It’s logical and sensible
storytelling, therefore, to have these two characters stick together and share
the experience with each other. It puts them on equal ground, gives them
both an acute understanding of each other, and enables them to both support one
another as they adjust to life on earth.
At this point in Barn
Mates, however, Lapis still isn’t having any of it. Peridot, clearly at her wits end, asks what
Lapis wants from her. Lapis angrily
tells Peridot that she wants her to leave… and that’s exactly what Peridot
does. She wants Lapis to be happy so much that she’s even willing to give
up her home so that Lapis can live there instead.
As she walks away, Steven reprimands Lapis for treating
Peridot so badly. As he’s talking, Lapis
folds her arms and shifts on the spot, her gaze meeting the crushed tape
recorder on the floor. Everything about
her body language in this scene exudes
Peridot comes screaming back towards them moments later,
however – being pursued by a Roaming Eye that she’s convinced is after
The trio flee from the ship, but eventually come
face-to-face with it, which causes Peridot to cower behind Steven in fear.
…Lapis steps forward, and glances back at a wide-eyed Peridot.
This scene is very important because it’s the first time we
ever get to see that Lapis does actually care about Peridot, despite the
pair of them getting off to a very turbulent start. She steps up to
defend the helpless Peridot from the Roaming Eye, and makes sure to
specifically ask Peridot if she’s ok after the threat has been neutralised –
proving that she didn’t only have
Steven’s interests at heart when she took out the Roaming Eye.
What happens next needs no introduction…
Peridot has still, to this day, never looked at anyone else
with such love. The way that her hands are clasped to her
chest makes it the typical “cartoon character looking at their love interest”
pose. That smile on her face is
literally the biggest one that she’s ever given. And Lapis’ deep blush, that she actually
turns her head away from Peridot in an attempt to hide, is also a reaction from
her that’s unique to this scene – and very much implies that the apparent
feeling of attraction is mutual. There
appears to be some symbolism behind the sun coming out as Peridot smiles,
too. This could well be an indication
that Lapis is warming up to Peridot
and seeing her in a new light. It also has a somewhat poetic quality to it,
with the storm clouds (both literal and metaphorical) dissipating at this very
Steven picks up on what’s going on, giggling to himself as
he looks at Lapis. It’s also very
interesting that Peridot’s loving look is still lingering even after the camera
angle has changed – this is no fleeting “micro expression”, it’s a very
prolonged and deliberate look…
…which was the first of very, very many that the pair of
them have since gone on to give each other (the above images being a small handful of examples).
All in all, Barn Mates
was the start of a very beautiful relationship between these two Gems, which
has well and truly endured throughout the past twelve months – and has gotten
ever stronger with each episode that they’ve appeared in together.
You woke up to the sound of your ringtone blaring into your ear. You huffed, screwing your eyes shut and hoping it would stop; it didn’t. Reaching out, you grabbed your phone and squinted at the bright screen, your eyes needing time to adjust.
You sighed through your nostrils, closing your eyes and ignoring the impending headache that you could already feel starting in your temples. You debated not answering, and the call ended. You nearly let a smile form on your lips, but your phone began to vibrate in your hand again, Jimin’s name popping up once again as the sound of your ringtone kept you from sleeping.
Summary: Jungkook has only ever thought of his breeding clients as just that - clients, and he’s always quite indifferent to them since he only ever knows them for a short period of time. But then you come along, and he starts experiencing feelings that aren’t being manipulated by your heat. Real feelings, that he has never harbored before with anyone else.
Notes: finally part 3 is here!! this one was really tricky. i edited it so much in terms of adding parts, then turning around and taking them back out and just completely removing an entire scene and replacing it with something that flowed better. ugh. i have mixed feelings on this, but it is what it is lmfao i mean all it is is smut so i guess it really doesnt matter. enjoys babes <3
It was odd, Namjoon thought, at how comfortable you and Jungkook seemed to be around each other, having only known each other for a little over a day. He couldn’t even begin wrap his head around the way ‘natural instincts’ and 'pheromones’ worked between you two, but then again, he was merely just a human. Last night was weird and he couldn’t exactly say he liked it, as he slept alone again for the first time in a very long while, having to keep himself warm without you there being his little heater.
The first night here was hard, but there was something about last night that was almost unbearable.
He got little sleep because he couldn’t stop thinking about you, and how you were dealing with sleeping without him these past two nights since you had never done so before, but then he realized you were probably perfectly fine - curled up beside Jungkook, sleeping peacefully with the other’s arms tightly around you. His arms were probably so tight because he was probably afraid someone would try to take you away from him in the middle of the night while you two slept.
Well, that was if you even got any sleep, did your fevers subside long enough for you to get some shut-eye? Or were you two at it all night?
Namjoon shook his head in mild disgust, trying to clear his mind of the unwanted images that started popping up and he looked out of the window, down at the pool where you and Jungkook were playing in the water together. He watched on, a strange sort of jealousy planted in his chest. Could he really not even get one moment alone with you? He just didn’t quite know how to cope with that - didn’t understand how Jungkook could be that possessive.
But again, he was just a human. How could he possibly understand?
This is Frankie. He’s a 12 year old Australian Shepherd mix (we don’t know what with). We’re his third home, his second home having dropped him off at the shelter in the middle of the night without a trace. We adopted him when we was four and he’s been the best part of my life. He howls at bells and at people singing. We can’t watch wheel of fortune because he gets too excited and will bark too much. He’s very quirky but one of the most mellow and sweetest dogs I’ve ever met. @planetwa
Klance Carnival AU where Lance’s little sister volunteers at a local carnival as a fortune teller and Lance tags along to help out. Shiro and Keith also volunteer and after their shifts are over, Shiro dares Keith to get his fortune told because Keith doesn’t believe in all that junk
“Come on Keith, if you don’t believe in magic what makes you think those conspiracy theories are even real?” “YOU TAKE THAT BACK!”
Lance doesn’t know too much about tarot cards, but he was really interested in palm reading during middle school and literally spent nights researching about it and reading his entire family’s palms
“Lance, just watch the booth for ten minutes I’ve been sitting here for like five hours straight, tell whoever shows up that I’ll be right back”
Keith walks in, rolls his eyes and almost immediately walks out when he sees a crystal ball but Lance’s voice keeps him from leaving “So you’re here for some answers? You might have to wai-” “I-I’m actually here to see just how real this actually all is” “Oooh so you’re a non believer huh?”
They sit down at a circular table and Keith kinda regrets storming in here immediately after what Shiro said because he’s actually nervous and expected an old lady to be running this booth…not some attractive guy
“Palm please.” Keith’s face gets a little red when Lance gently grabs his hand
“What are you doing?” “Palm reading.” “But the sign outside says card reading not palm reading.” “O-oh uh this is a special edition for non-believers only.”
“Is this your first palm reading, Keith?” “How did yo-” “You’re wearing a volunteer name tag”
Lance feels a bit rusty because it has been a while since he’s last read a palm so he’s just aimlessly dragging the tip of his finger across Keith’s palm (which is really much softer than it looks)
Lance sort of gets lost in thought and realizes he’s been tracing the lines for minutes now. He looks up at Keith to see if he’s noticed and then attempts to hold in his laughter when he sees just how intense Keith is looking at their hands
“Why are you laughing, did my hand say something weird about me?”
Bonus: Lance’s sister gets distracted by the cotton candy machine and takes a bit longer than intended
Summary: Everyone loves a good rivalry, and the students at your university are no exception. Unluckily for you, the rivalry of the decade is between yourself and a furiously irritating Park Jimin. A top gymnast and a basketball star shouldn’t cross paths, but Jimin makes his way into your heart before you can put a stop to it. Word Count: 24.314 Genre: college au, basketball player Jimin, sports university A/N: A while ago @workofteaguk was doubting my lane while simultaneously having a crisis over Jimin. So naturally, retaliation was in order. This is all @minsvga‘s fault for encouraging me to run with this idea.
Elitism brings out the worst in people. Feelings of superiority run unchecked where talent and hard work meet to flourish and thrive, where young athletes spend their days training their bodies to the limits, pushing themselves harder to reach the ultimate dream: to receive validation and know that the years they’ve spent sacrificing sleep and jobs and romance for medals, winning seasons, and future professions has been worth it.
And as any good athlete knows, elitism leads to rivalry. Rivalries between teammates, between neighboring schools, or, most notably, a rivalry between Seoul Sports University’s top gymnast and one of the best point guards to grace the basketball court. And when rivalry and hatred reach such a level, it attracts attention from outsiders, from those who find amusement from such bitter hatred between two young people. Two young people who share common goals and similar training regimes, who for all intents and purposes should be close, but cannot stand the sight of one another.
[D.O.] is a main vocal of the well-acclaimed performance group EXO, and has gained popularity for his calm air. We went to Seoul to hear more, starting with his first romantic comedy.
Afternoon in Seoul in a studio by the Han River - he entered quietly and appeared suddenly at the corner I was sitting in, waiting for him.
“Konichiwa.” I rose and greeted thoughtlessly in Japanese, caught off guard. He bowed with an honest smile, replying with “konichiwa.”
Gray jacket and sneakers. Pale skin and thin, silver-framed glasses. The outfit made D.O. seem like an unassuming college freshman more than a celebrity.
He has been balancing acting with EXO’s activities for three years. In South Korea, where it takes time to be recognized as an actor, he stands out from even within EXO for featuring in projects alongside movie stars like Ha Jungwoo and Shin Hakyun.
South Korean artists often make their actor debut in school-life dramas, but in D.O.’s case, he’s left strong impressions acting as an alter ego (IOIL) and as a psychopath (IRY). Even his film debut (Cart) was a social critique of the treatment of precarious workers, where his character’s mother led labor strikes.
“Maybe because I go by my birth name for acting, apparently some who’ve seen me in a drama or movie are surprised to learn ‘that guy is in EXO.’ But to me, there’s no such distinction between singing and dancing as EXO or acting for a drama or movie. It feels natural to change for each circumstance. All I think about when choosing a role is if I want to try being him.”
His first romantic comedy, the webdrama Be Positive which released last fall, is a social phenomenon with over thirty million views.
“Hwandong dreams of becoming a movie director. He’s bright and restless, completely different from any other role I’d had, so he was novel. […] A lot like Hwandong, I try to be positive about everything. But I don’t seem to have the energy to start dancing on the streets (laughs). I don’t really like spicy food either. Ochazuke, kasuzuke! Even in Korea, I often visit Japanese restaurants. (When someone who works at SME) asks if I didn’t go to one just yesterday, I can’t lie about eating sushi again (wry smile).”
consider this for a prompt: the team is in the lounge, post practice, just lazing around and doing nothing; the tv is on; no one is really paying attention when andrew suddenly turns rigid; deep breaths; unfocused eyes; the reporter is relaying a shocking revelation about a man abusing the foster kids in his care; hisfacehisfacehisfacetheyareshowinghisface (-i cannot tell why my mind is such an angsty bitch but here we are)
(this is a specific and excellent prompt and I’ve been anxiously awaiting its place in line <3)
He’s boneless when he climbs out of the shower, feet tender on the glossy tile, breath sitting high and tight in his chest. Neil likes pacing through his routine after practice, adrenaline relaxing its grip on him finger by finger, change-rooms echoing and empty. He strings his wet hair up in a fresh bandana and shrugs his armbands up over flushed, shower-damp forearms. He lets the practice pull at his muscles and drafts new line-ups and drills in his head.
His teammates are back in the lounge, dotting the furniture, all of their aggression leached out of them, and he feels joy rip his chest like popped stitches. Good feelings are always more brutal than bad ones, he’s come to understand. Stronger, harsher.
He gets a round of raised hands and snappy greetings when he walks in, mostly lost in the rustle of plastic bags as Wymack and Abby unload sandwiches onto an overcrowded table.
Wymack licks stray sauce off of his thumb and points at Neil with his other hand. “Come pretend you’re civilized and eat at the table. I don’t want ranch on my couches again.”
Neil shrugs and pulls a chair out at the head of the table. Matt winks up at him, and the rest of the foxes pass wrapped and pressed sandwiches down the line. They chat and rustle, Aaron snaps for serviettes until Wymack smacks his hand away, Kevin eats his sandwich with a knife and fork. Everything smells like tangy pesto and sweet fresh bread.
“Get Andrew over here, will you?” Wymack asks distractedly. Neil glances over at Andrew, installed on the couch with his back towards them. His hair has been bleaching in the sun recently, and he’s easily the brightest thing in the room.
“Andrew,” he calls, accepting his own sandwich when it’s waved in front of him, distracted from the back of Andrew’s head.
“You really put an effort in,” Nicky teases, rolling his eyes.
“I’m not moving him if he doesn’t want to be moved,” Neil replies, unconcerned. His food is warm in his hands, chicken and cranberries and cheese peeking out of brown bread and wax wrapping.
“That’s bullshit,” Matt says, mouth full. “You know you could.”
“I don’t know why you still think I have that kind of power.”
“Uhh maybe because he does impossible favours for you? And like. Kisses your face when we’re not looking? I dunno, just a thought,” Dan says sarcastically, peeling onions out of her sandwich.
“Andrew,” Neil repeats, exasperated. When he looks over again Andrew hasn’t moved, fixed and steady as always. His shoulders are moving fast though, breath coming hard enough that Neil can hear it from across the room. His stomach throbs, intuitive and scared.
“So how long are you
going to be acting like a complete brat?” He dictated, his body now pushing
away from the fence and now standing in front of you. His body leaning into
yours that pushes against the fence even more than before.
“Until you decide to
leave me alone,” You state, head falling to the side as you do your best to
look unfazed by how close he is, and how his cologne just makes you want to
wrap your arms around him and push his body against yours so you can press your
lips against his.
“Well that’s going to
be shit luck for you because I’m never going to be leaving you alone.” He
answers, lips tugging into a smirk as you feel yourself just completely cave
in. The new found information that Luke won’t give up his tantalizing ways just
to get you, has your mind in the gutter and the butterflies in your stomach
just to buzz around more intensely then before.
A/N: inspired by the scene with kevin and the southside serpent, joaquin, from Riverdale
The sound of laughter
and energetic conversations rattled off of your beige locker and flutters in your
ears, along with the sound of sneakers smacking against the dirty hallway
floors and the shutting of the exit doors being heard from where you are
standing packing school work in your bag.
It was finally Friday
and you’re buzzing with joy, you had nothing to do today but just to lay in bed
and sleep. Not every day did you get a chance to take a nap after school, you
always had something to do; go to your volleyball practices or go to your after
school clubs and sometimes help tutor some of the kids on your street. You’re
always busy and today you get the chance to finally rest.
So when you finally
dropped your purple binder into your backpack and zipped it up a pleased sigh
slipped out of your nose and into the energetic atmosphere, you let your hands
tug away from your sliver zipper and close your locker before letting your body
rest against it, the cool material causing your heated up body to chill for a
“What are you doing?”
You hear a voice ask, that causes your eyes to turn away from the white tiles
and turn towards the voice. Samantha’s copper hair trailed down her shoulder
and rested by her rip cage, her hazel eyes looking at you with question as one
of her makeup filled eyebrows rose up on her forehead as her lips covered in a
deep red colour was set in a straight line as she looked at you with
“It’s finally Friday!” You
sing, eyes closing for a moment as you let your head tilt against the locker and
letting a smug smile tug on your lips. You watch as Samantha rolls her eyes before
she leans against the locker next to yours, lips tugging into a smug smile a
like yourself as her eyes glaze over with humor.
“So what?” She says, her
cranberry lips moving as her words trail out of her mouth and smacks you in
your face as you let your jaw drop and look at her with complete shock.
“So what! So what! Sam!
I literally don’t have anything to do today. I don’t have volleyball, I don’t
have any clubs to go to and I don’t have to tutor the kids on my street.” You say
with excitement as a smug smile escapes your lips and a happy smile sets in
“God the kids on your
streets are such brats.” Samantha grunts while rolling her eyes before shaking
her head at you. “Anyways that’s not even the point, did you hear about what’s
happening to The Twilight Drive-In?”
She asks, both of her eyebrows rising up on her forehead as she stares at you
“No?” You state while
shrugging your shoulders, head titling off of the locker and body turning to
face Samantha as she rolls her eyes once again at your answer.
“How do you not know?”
She questions, voice filled with aggravation as a laugh trails out of your
“You know if you
continue to roll your eyes like that, they’re gonna get stuck.” You inquire,
only making her roll her eyes again before taking her hand off of her blue
denim jeans and rising it up to your cheek, her thumb running against your skin
and caressing it.
“Please don’t be a
smart ass.” She says, a fake smile on her deep lips as you watch her gold
earrings dance around with her shaking head.
“Fine, then all be a
dumbass.” You scoff, your body leaning off of your locker as you let your arms
interlock with each other and rest along your chest.
Samantha pulled her hand
away from your cheek and let her eyes flicker shut, her breath coming out heavy
as you watched her lips silently count to ten before her eyes re-opened and
look at you like she wanted to snap.
“Did your therapist
tell you to do that whenever you’re annoyed?” You question, your right foot
shifting away from your left foot which causes your hip to pop out as you look
at Sam with amusement.
“Yes she actually did,
now when you are done with your… irritating responses I would like to finish
what I was about to say.” She says, her lips tugging into a smile as she lets
her high heeled boots smack against the tile floor to an unknown beat.
You say while tearing one of your hands away from your chest and flicking at
“As I was going to say,
The Twilight Drive-In is shutting
down so tonight is the last night to see a movie there and also make out with a
hot guy in the backseat of his car like in Grease.”
She beams, her pearly white teeth showing as her eyes glow with happiness and
excitement which only causes you to groan and smack your head against your locker.
“Sam… I don’t wanna
go!” You cry, a painful expression washing over your facial features as you
look at her like you’re going to die.
“Why not?” She asked,
voice annoyed as she looked at you like she wanted to kill you on the spot.
“Because it’s Friday!
My only free day in this whole entire month! And also, you are most definitely
going to find some guy to make out with and just neglect me.” You rush, eyes
rolling as you look at her with bewilderment.
“That’s so false and
you know that!” Samantha exaggerates while her jaw drops and her hands tug away
from her sides to slide onto her hips.
You just let your eyes
roll as you stare at her and shake your head, Samantha knows for a fact that
she would do something like this so you decide not to even encourage the
conversation even more, instead you let your head turn away from her gaze and look
down the hallway where people continue to flutter out of to leave school.
It was blond hair and
piercing blue eyes that had your heart hammering against your chest and eyes
looking all over the place, your hands grew sweat between the cracks of your knuckles
as you felt your whole entire face heat up just at the sight of him.