it's a madhouse

Once her hand met with his, he gave it a light squeeze as he shook it. Meeting her was just like meeting any other person. Plus, considering he had to meet roughly thousands of people a day, he couldn’t exactly be shy. “Trinity, that’s a pretty name. It’s nice to meet you too.” He complimented, pulling his hand away from hers. Once he heard her question, he nodded, lightly pressing his lips together. It sucked that Brittany — the other girl — just left the way that she did. She became to be a best friend to Jaxon and it was as if her leaving just took a part of him with her. “Aw, well thank you. I’m glad you think so.” A small laugh fell from his lips. He didn’t think much of the compliment besides the fact that it was just a harmless compliment. He got them all the time from people older than him. He never thought of them in the way such as “You’re so cute i could date you”, But more so “You’re so cute, you’re like a puppy”. "Alright. Well Trinity, Jaxon, I’m gonna go make sure the rest of the crew is getting ready. The bus’s leave in 6 hours. Make sure you’ve got all the outfits ready and Jaxon, i might need to pull you sometime throughout the day for more rehearsals." He nodded, listening to his manager speak before his manager turned to Trinity. "Make sure the outfits are comfortable and easy for him to slip in and out of. Not too much layers so he doesn’t get hot. But enough to make him look good." Once his manager finished speaking, he added his own silly comment, as always. "Hey, I always look good." He teased. "Just get to work you two." Once his manager finished his last sentence, he exited the room, closing the door behind him so it was just the two of them in the room. "Alright. I don’t really know how this works. With the last girl she just picked out everything for me, because apparently i can’t dress myself." He giggled/ He knew that wasn’t the case as to why he needed a stylist, but he didn’t exactly have a very 5 star style for himself either. "I just need enough outfits for 3 changes." He already talked out when he was gonna change with his manager, but they just didn’t have the outfits figured out yet, and that was where she came in.

—— тяїηїтƴ ——                     "Well, of course." She added to the little back and forth playful banter between the two. How sweet, they're already getting along and no awkwardness or weird vibes coming from either of them. This job was seeming like it was really going to be fun, and worth all the time she's going to be putting into it. Jaxon is easy on the eyes, though. Was that something that she should really be thinking about though? About him of all people, he's kind of like her boss after all. Not to mention, he's 16 years old. Although that isn't to much of an age difference what would anyone think if they knew she was thinking about how attractive she thought he was, on more than a professional level. Trinity shakes the thoughts and just focuses on what she's being told.                    "Mhm, yep." She nods, I know how to do my job. She's never dare say that out loud though and risk losing this job. This job is a lot to her, because she gets to do something she enjoys, and get paid a lot of cash for it. Who could complain? Not to mention the hottie she's designing for, but that's something to keep even not to herself. She chuckles at his comment at his manager, and the way his manager isn't exactly carrying on with the silliness is kind of throwing her off. Aren't they all suppose to be like a family? She can see where he could be coming from though, keeping Jaxon on track. His manager is gone and all her attention is on Jaxon, "Alright. Let's do this." She giggles, "I've already got some things pulled out, but i'm gonna need your help picking the ones you like the most." She wanted him to be involved as well with all this, seeing as he's going to be wearing them. "Out of the blue, purple, red. black, and white. It's up to you. You pick, and I match."

"Love me, love me Say that you love me Fool me, fool me Oh how you do me Kiss me, kiss me Say that you miss me Tell me what I wanna hear Tell me you love me” After the boy finished rehearsing the chorus, he turned to two duo of male dancers behind him.. “That was great guys. Keep up the good work.” He told them as he slapped the both of them up and began making his way up the stage to where his manager was, giving him a high five. Great work out there kid, but time to put on a shirt. I’ve got someone you’ve gotta meet. “Alright cool, just one sec.” He told him, holding up his pointer finger as he made his way over to the drum kit where his shirt was, sliding it on over his body. He made his way back by his managers side. “Alright, lets go.” He signaled, nodding his head in the direction of which way they’d be walking.  "So are you gonna tell me anything about her?" He asked, looking up at his manager as they walked. "She’s a really sweet girl. And we know you’ve been pretty bummed since your last stylist kinda dropped out on you." He couldn’t help sigh softly at his words, the last girl he worked with became to be like a best friend. Hopefully he could have the same connection with this new girl. "She’s right in here." He followed the path his manager was pointing in, headed to a door that was half-opened. Jaxon headed in first, lightly knocking on the door. "Were coming in." He told the girl in the room in a soft voice as he entered. Automatically bringing a bright smile to his face. "Hi, I’m Jaxon." He told her, quickly stretching out his arm for her to shake. He thought she was absolutely stunning, but he was also just a teenage boy who thought that way about every girl.  

—— тяїηїтƴ ——                     Trinity had just scored an awesome job, being the stylist for new upcoming star Jaxon Calloway. She was going to be making bank with this job, and getting to meet a lot of new and exciting people along the way. She's heard great things about this kid, and honestly she couldn't be more excited to meet him finally. Trinity had been talking to his manager for some time getting things finalized and what not -- Because they can't exactly hire just anyone. There were several things she had to undergo, and background checks. It's all mandatory, and completely understandable. He's a huge star and some people are just plain crazy.  She was getting things set up with her new little mobile office, as she'll have to be traveling with him a lot. She wanted everything to be presentable for him, and just in general to show she was prepared and professional. She had to make sure that they knew that she was serious about this job and she was ready. She had only interned before, so this was her big break. The boy walks in with his manager whom she is familiar already with. The boy certainly takes no time introducing himself, and he's bubbly and seems so full of cheer and energy. "I'm Trinity, It's so nice to finally meet you, Jaxon." Nothing could wipe away the grin that currently was taking over her cheeks at the moment. He's certainly handsome, and very genuine. She shakes his hand, and his is warm against her cold soft skin. "I'm to understand that your last stylist just, left?" A look of concern swiped her delicate features, as he nods. "Well, you don't have to worry about me fleeing. You're to cute to runaway from." Maybe that was a little inappropriate, but she couldn't take it back now, and he has to have people joking with him all the time right? Sure he does, it was just a careless joke.. nothing to worry about.

{ ☁ }—-“Excuse me, I could leave whenever I please, especially when I’m mad at you….But fine, lets talk.”

—— Ðαηї℮ʟ ——           "Well, uh, no.. you wouldn't." He sure in that statement, "I wouldn't let you leave. ---- Please, stop being mad at me."

—— Ðαηї℮ʟ ——           "What?! Of course I wanna, of fucking course I do. God, would I really even still be here, honestly Caroline? If I didn't I would have left by now."

Stiles Stilinski + sleeping

M: He loved her smile.. He loved everything about her. It was hard not to.. For him she was like a real life Cinderella. One of those girls that you think are so perfect down to every simple, little detail. “Hm.. I’ve never been to The Bahamas. Is that an option?” 

She looked up, thinking. "'ve never been." She looked back at Max, and she smiled. "Bahamas 't is." Being with Max made her feel herself, and not so alone. Her gave off such a glow, no one could compare to him.

J: He scoffed. “Sure thing, i’ll put it on my to-do list.” He smirked. “As long as you’d do it with me.. or else i’ll have to cross it off my list.” He smirked at the disgusted look she was giving him. “Hey, it’s either doing that or doing you.” He shrugged, he was always out to instigate.. especially Martha.

She scoffed at his snarky comment, blowing the air from her nostrils. "Tha only doin' me yer gonna be doin', is doin' me tha favor'f gettin' out've my sight." She stared at him blankly.

M: He nodded eagerly. He’d do anything just to spend more time with her. “I can’t wait..” He admitted, he couldn’t help the enormous smile that was on his face. “Where all do you wanna go? I wanna go anywhere you wanna go.”  

Martha grinned, He was always so sweet. Not to mention, up to do anything to make her smile. "Yer so passive. 've always loved'et about'cha." She thought for a moment, "Dunno, Where've ya never been?"

M: “Can.. i at least come with you then?” He swallowed harshly after he’d asked, a bit nervous that she was gonna tell him no. He hadn’t seen her in awhile and he missed her a lot — He still had a thing for her.  

A small grin tugged at her lips, "Ya'd wanna?" Her grew wider as he nodded his head, now showing her perfectly white teeth, "Sure! Ya! I'd love that."