WAIT / for me

     “theoretically, if we were to somehow manage to get enough people to join a spiderman fan club, would it be wrong to use the money the school gives clubs to just go to a fancy dinner? maybe decorate a room with bad pictures of dad to make it seem legit?”

“ 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 getting a black cat but i’m not sure if that’s too stereotypical for a witch to have. “ 

@covldbeheroes​ ( anyone! )

she didn’t even really feel like drinking, or partying at all. it reminded her too much of new year’s eve and the mistake she made. WHY HADN’T SHE JUST INSISTED THAT HENRY STAY ? skylar was guilt-ridden. “ why, margot, i’m supposed to be the wild child, “ or at least, now she was that the spot was newly opened. “ you’re a whole new person. “

skylar flicked her hair back and picked back up her red solo cup. she wasn’t supposed to be drinking, but who was going to judge her for doing it ? HER SISTER WAS DEAD. the least she could have is a smirnoff ice. sky had left the memorial service very swiftly about an hour ago after bursting into tears and attaching herself to her mother’s left side. it wasn’t good for her reputation and besides, all of it felt wrong. henry would have scoffed at the idea of a memorial in her honor. SHE WAS MORE OF AN IRISH FUNERAL TYPE. “ if one more person tells me they’re sorry for my loss, i’m gonna start throwing punches,  “ skylar said, apropos to nothing. “ don’t talk to me if it’s not to make uncomfortable jokes that maybe she, like me, will come back from the dead. or offer me illicit drugs for free. “

they’re lost. there is no QUESTION about it ; the bonfire was only a quarter of an hour away, or so they had been told, and they were coming up on thirty minutes in the woods and counting. they were lost and the WORST of it was that they weren’t sure was it because they had somehow passed it by or because they had turned themselves around, and had no real way of working it out. cell service so far out wasn’t GREAT, so that was out as an option… and no one knew they were on their way. perfect.

the first time they hear a branch crack as if under another’s foot, they try and IGNORE it, even though it makes them VISIBLY jump. they draw their coat a little tighter, and they keep on going. the SECOND time, their heart skips a beat and they almost trip on a root in their haste to stay moving. it’s when the noise comes from right BEHIND them that they twirl around ; their iphone brandished like a weapon, the flashlight illuminating the path they felt they had been making. “who’s there?” 

     just when margot thought she could go a day without crying, her parents decided to have a memorial for henry, to let everyone properly mourn. all of it was strange. margot hated seeing these people, all crying, pretending they knew henry and making it their own tragedy. margot tried to shrug this off, you always heard of it happening when someone was killed died, but now amount of facts could comfort margot. 

elias pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose, his face is a BEAT RED from excitement ( not embarrassment, as it usually is ). “ sorry - did i lose you… again? “ if anyone showed an interested in science, he was usually ecstatic. but most of the time they weren’t as ecstatic as he was. “ we can, um, do something else? “ 

“On a scale from 1 to 10, how much of a bad idea is it to try and use lightning to charge my phone?” Sidney asked. “My phone is so dead and I swear literally every outlet I find is taken. Desperate times mean desperate measures.”

“oh jack, you’re here, in my room,” daniel stated, rather obviously, the shock clearly present in his voice as he came to a stop inside the door frame. after blinking several times to make sure he wasn’t just imagining his older brother sprawled out across his bed, daniel exhaled, his eyebrows furrowing together as he found himself staring at his brother. “why are you here?” he asked, rather bluntly. it wasn’t as if he was ungrateful for his brother’s visit, he loved jack and he enjoyed spending time with him. but it wasn’t exactly the best time for company, not with the mound of homework and endless amount of worries waiting to consume his time. still, he didn’t kick the older male out, instead taking a seat at his desk as he reached for a textbook. @covldbeheroes​