are you gonna be my girl?

“Your hair is as far from innocent as is humanly possible, Jacob. I think I would actually describe it as demonic if I was forced to describe it. And yes, I thought we’d already established my utter coolness many a year ago.” She pushed through the taste of the wine and took another sip. Hey, free wine was free wine. “Oh, I wouldn’t quite say that. An excuse to get all dressed up and schmooze around and it costs zero dollars? I’m not going to say no to that. I’m not going to do a whole cross-country road trip again. Turns out, that’s utterly overrated.”

"Is that not just how you like my hair anyways?” He teased, flashing her a grin before holding his hands up in mock surrender. “Yeah, yeah. You are and always will be Ms Cool. It mighta even said it in the year book if the committee weren’t too scared to talk to ya.” Jake’s nose scrunched up at the smell of the wine. He’d give it a pass actually, maybe break into John’s stash of beer in the basement fridge he didn’t think they knew about later. Some fancy shmancy stuff too (for beer). “Party’s a party, huh?” He smiled a little at her answer, choosing to ignore the unspoken part about the last time she’d done the whole ‘cross-country road trip’ thing, she’d been a whole lot more human. “That’s just what I was gonna say. Besides, there’s plenty of fun you can have a little closer to home anyways.”

I…Wh-what? What did I do?

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Actin’ the innocent then, huh? I see how it is. Did you really think that I wasn’t gonna notice? That you were, what, just gonna get away with keeping something like that to yourself? Sidenote: what is your middle name?

“Oh god, you’re the one responsible for all the random freshmen coming up to me and trying to hug me? I should have you arrested, you horrible man.” She took a sip of her wine and made a face. “I can appreciate the price of this bottle, but I have to say, the $7 wine I had from the drugstore last weekend was honestly tastier. And yes, summer break will be excellent. I’ve already made plans to go swimsuit shopping in prep.”

“What? Moi? The face and hair of absolute innocence? Shells, I have no idea what you’re talking ‘bout. If the rumours spread, the rumours spread. You’re just too cool for campus, darling,” he grinned, shooting her a playful wink. Jake let out a laugh at the face she made. She wasn’t wrong- this shit tasted like ass. Give him a cold beer over it any day. “Yeah, these fancy shmancy get ups aren’t all they’re made out to be. You have, huh? Be still our beating hearts. Don’t tell me you’ll be leavin’ us again just as soon as the sun’s out again?”

“Thank you so much, Jacob. And, to make things even better, I’ve managed to get my little hands on a completely untouched bottle of wine. It’d be illegal for me not to drink it.” She clinked her glass against his. “Well, I’m definitely glad for the company. Even if it’s you. Joking. Obviously.”

“Cheers to that,” he laughed, shaking his head at her. Who didn’t love that patented Shelley Pierce attitude, huh? “Obviously! I’m a delight. I tell everyone at your pre-game dorm parties you think that too. Playing the ‘I know Shelley Pierce’ card is the real secret to getting through college. You excited for summer break?”

Alice had done her damnedest not to think about anything werewolf -and, by default, Jake- related for the past however-long. Obviously that was a little more difficult during the full moon, and feeling Jake no matter how far away she had been keeping from him was messing with her head more than she liked. That stupid kiss was practically eating her alive.

She hated Jake for it. And, quite frankly, hated herself for it too.

Yes, they were under some sort of spell or something, everything had been outwith their control, but hadn’t everything in Alice’s life been outwith her control until this point? She wouldn’t have kissed Jake in a fit of passion if she hadn’t been under that spell (or so they told themselves), and she wouldn’t have been under that spell if Jake had not bitten her in the first place.

Hell, she wouldn’t have missed her prom if he hadn’t. Not that she would have been excited about going or anything, obviously. And she most certainly was not bitter about it now, watching the prom cars and garish dresses go by. (But she was still bitter about that kiss. If Dylan ever found out that would be another good thing thrown into the firepit.)

Alice had gone a walk to clear her head of some stupid thought that she shouldn’t have been thinking. So far, she had done a stellar job staying out of the way of the prom-mod as they filtered off to their secondary locations. It was working so far.

Until the thought happened to sound way too real behind her.

“Mother of fuck…”

Alice turned, smiled by accident and quickly dropped it. “God, you’re like a fly around a rotting apple, aren’t you Jake?” she sighed, but admittedly the animosity was feeling a little off. She smiled faintly again. “I haven’t thought about jumping in front of one of the limos yet, if that’s what you’re asking.”

♥️ 

Jake heard her cuss and couldn’t help but grinning at the sound of it. Before they’d let things somewhat settle out between them, he probably would have taken the bait right off the bat. They’d be screaming and shouting for all of Havensdale to see right about now. He’d definitely have brought up her boyfriend, and their kiss. Asked her if it compared or if she really thought some clueless mechanic was gonna make her feel the way he did. He would have said all that and more, before. 

This wasn’t before though. He’d grown up. At least, he’d grown up enough to laugh her halfhearted animosity off. He had hope that things between them could be good again, one day. Jake loved her, still. He missed her like hell. The late nights, the long talks, that one specific, ticklish spot of hers she would murder him for ever disclosing (he never had, obviously). Just because he’d grown, just because she’d moved on... It didn’t mean he was over her. 

It didn’t mean he didn’t still want her. 

“Darlin’, you’ve always known me far too well,” he grinned, letting out a laugh at her answer, his eyes glancing over the mob of prom attendees making their way to wherever was next. “Yeah, that pretty much sums it up. Better you keep your feet on the sidewalk anyway.” 

There was always something difficult about asking how she was. He knew why, of course he did. It would always come back to it: the bite. Instead he’d try to steer the conversation in a different direction but it was always there. Kinda like their feelings for one another. 

“Katie text me sayin’ there’s been walk outs, tears, vote tampering and some half-spiked punch going around. Said her belly ring got her the stink eye from a couple of chaperoning moms too. Seems like alotta drama for just a few hours but she made it out. Headed to the after-party as we speak,” he told her, wondering if she would have asked. Wondering all the time what it would be like if she was really a part of the pack. Of their family, like she should be. 

Nostalgia was thick in the air and maybe bringing up prom wasn’t such a smart idea. It was hard to know what to talk about with her, all he knew was that he wanted to. He wanted to talk to her all night. 

“But hey, once all these limos are parked and gatherin’ dust until next time, I’ll know you’re all alright, then.”

full name: Jacob Francis Howell birthday / star sign: June 21st / Cancer fc: Drew Ray Tanner voiceclaim: Drew Ray Tanner as ‘Fangs’ in ‘Riverdale’ / plus a lil Southern twang

petty scale: 8! Jake’s an annoying big brother type in the pack’s house. He’ll use all the hot water, eat all the cereal and definitely, definitely eat that yogurt you were saving for after your run. 

likes: Football, FOOD- loaded nachos, tamales, curly fries, spicy chicken wings, Cookie Crisp cereal, etc-, being a werewolf, arm wrestling, playing video games, anything competitive okay let’s GO, his hair!!!, doing stupid shit re; jumping off roofs (#gbless werewolf healing), the Dallas Cowboys, annoying John Sparks dislikes: VAMPIRES!, when the pack revenge eat his last yogurt, thinking about his parents, thinking about his past (basically Simba before Mufasa stepped up to tell him to remember!!), Havensdale High’s biggest football rivals the Honey Bees!, driving ‘cause he’s really bad at it  biggest crushes: Lorelai was his first crush (his babysitter and childhood BFF) then of course there was Alice Wilson, the love of his high school life and beyond who he royally messed things up with. Has a crush on Rebecca Jacobs. Has a teeny thing for Charlotte Lawrence. fave meme:

#quickfacts

Basically a BroTM! Back home, he cared only about his hair, his friends and football. He was a little selfish TBH but with a heart of gold (did stupid shit but knew when he had to apologise and make up for it). He never missed a party, was easily popular and would high five anyone. Later, he’d regret going to that stupid party on the night his parents were killed by vampires but at same time... If he had been home...

When he came to Havensdale he was (1) Angry Boi. He sat by himself, he bit the head off anyone who tried to talk to him, just wanted to be left alone with is pain and punch lockers. Was convinced to join the football team which led to friends again which was cool. That and the pack at home, had him feeling more like his old self again. 

Gets sad that things’ll never be the way that they used to. He gets scared people are going to leave him and is loyal to an absolute fault! 

Was definitely that guy who ate like, 33 hot dogs in the school cafeteria ‘cause someone bet him he couldn't do it. 

A proud werewolf with big guilt over biting Alice, and any human-turned-werewolf. The pack saved his life so he thinks that it can work miracles for anyone (TBH it probably can). Needs all the family he can get and once he loves you, he loves you. Bros 4 Life. 

cinnamon roll meme placement: former ‘looks like they could kill you, is a cinnamon roll’ now a full-time ‘cinammon roll’! intro song: Old Town Road (Remix) - Lil Nas X ft. Billy Ray Cyrus who pays for their netflix?: John Sparks, Katie’s brother and their pack leader.

Things definitely weren’t how they used to be especially on a night like tonight. Back when they were in high school, on prom night, well. That would have been something to smile about. Alice Wilson, his kickass girlfriend who he loved, who he wanted to be with forever ‘cause she was his soulmate. Maybe he’d jumped the gun there (obviously he’d thrown the damn thing out when he’d gone and bit her). Still, catching sight of her now, on this night... He couldn’t walk away. 

Of course there was one other tiny thing: that spell. That stupid spell that drove all the wolves in town fighting mad. They’d picked one with each other and well, they’d blamed that kiss on it too. Shit. He should leave. 

“Alice!” Crap. “Hey, uh--- You manage to avoid all the corsages and big ole limos driving around here like they’ve somewhere important to be, or what?” And after all that, all he could muster was some embarrassing small talk. Help. ( @alice-andthemoon​ )

Okay, that is tempting me a little bit. But just a touch. I have been looking for a television to fill the void. Yeah, she deserves a good night. I loved my senior prom. I mean, in hindsight, the hair was not my best choice in my life, but…Um, why didn’t she go? Unless it’s private. Jake! I’ve never said that I don’t love you all. How dare you!

Honestly, if you know who to ask, Havensdale’s got more drama than anything streaming right now. Well, maybe not anything but y’know. I mean, you might actually know workin’ at the cafe and all. She does. Don’t tell her I got all mushy about it though. [ laughs ] I’ll bet it was iconic. Nah, not really. Katie made out like it was this big, uncool thing but I think she wasn’t quite ready to face the ex post break up. She dumped him, it was a whole thing. [ grins ] Hey, easy! All I’m sayin’ is that you oughta brush the dust off your new key every once in a while more.

                       Camilla’s heart had broken for Jake when she’d heard what had happened to his family that night. Her family. They’d all tried to get into contact with Jake, but unfortunately by that time, he had been long gone, and all Camilla and her parents had been able to do was hope that he had found somewhere safe. That he would be okay. She’d never thought for a moment that he would end up here in Havensdale, just the same as her.

“Jake?” [pulls him into a hug immediately ] “Oh my god, it’s really you.”

                      “Yeah... Yeah, it’s really me,” he breathed as she pulled him into a hug and he was glad for it. She was real. She was real and solid and right in front of him. How? Why? Damn it, he didn’t care about all that. Jake had spent so long trying to forget about his past, to just survive that he didn’t know how to act now. He wanted to cry. He wanted to scream. He wanted laugh and tell her how much he’d missed her, how much he’d missed all of them. How sorry, how guilty he was for running away. For not being there that night. Jake had worked so hard to piece his life back together but he knew that he never made time to deal with his grief. He just ran.

He wanted to run now.

“Cami-,” he pulled back, looking her over, trying not to let the shame wash over him. “I... I don’t know what to say. I never- I missed you. You’ve got no idea how much but--- Are you sticking around? Did-,” he paused, shaking his head. It wouldn’t make sense, her being here to look for him. Not like with Lorelai. “Are you all here?”

Do I really want to know what’s going on with the high schoolers at every minute of every day? I mean, I already have so much to keep up with with all the college drama. But a group chat could be really nice. And not just to talk about teenage drama. I’ll think about it.

It’s prom, man. Guaranteed drama and you don’t even have to pay Amazon for it or anything. Well, that and I’m hopin’ that she actually has a good night. Last prom Katie didn’t go to, her ex had the time of his prom kingly life with the whole court. Think it’s still a sore spot even if she won’t admit it. You’ll need multiple group chats then. Mhm. You keep on pretending you don’t love us. Keep playing it cool.

I…I don’t know what half of that means. I suddenly feel amazing out of touch, which is weird because, like, people talk to me at work. I thought I was into the high school scene, but…Maybe that’s a good thing? Thank you for the summary though?

If you really wanna know what's goin' on I can always make you, me and Katie a group chat on Whatsapp. I'm just sayin', this prime knowledge is literally just a click away even if you might needta put it on mute sometimes; which would be fair. Yeah? You're welcome. What're good buds for, huh?