' kelly

“I was just going to tell you that this probably isn’t the best place to be drinking.” Jonah said with a shrug of his muscular shoulders. “Especially with campus security making their rounds.” Jonah warned and pointed out as he nodded back towards the building. “But if you wanna get caught, keep doing what you’re doing.”

her eyebrow arched slightly after listening to what the stranger had said, bringing the bottle up to her lips, taking a sip. “so they’re gonna catch me and do what? you think they’ll get me expelled or thrown out for having a drink after a student was just killed? don’t think so..”

oliver wasn’t sure if the weed was going to make his anxiety more tolerable or enhance it and give it one of those panicked sort of highs. he couldn’t really be too sure, seeing as he was fixated on the marks on the ceiling, which looked like they were pulsing. did walls pulse? he wasn’t sure that they did but again…he couldn’t be too sure. “i’m not sure if i recommend…honestly it’s kind of fucking terrifying. seriously…i feel so weird.” brows knit into a furrow as he rolled over onto his stomach, noticing her smirk, mouth hanging open slightly, “hang on…if you’re fucking with me, that’s really mean right now. i’m not currently fluent in sarcasm. it’s like…switched off.”

instant regret was quick to rush over her the moment he looked back on her, and said how he thought it was mean if she was joking with him. you’d think with her sometimes hard shell and need to hide behind emotionless walls, hid this little part of her, with the fear of not being liked, and people thinking she was genuinely mean. her smirked dropped, wiped away from her face, never to be seen again. “-- im sorry.. i-- “ she stuttered at first, shifting in her seat, unsure what to do about herself. “you’re okay.. you uhm.. maybe you just got a bad one.. it-it happens..”

                   SECLUSION  /  INCLUSION  — it was difficult to discern what felt better. Either way guaranteed isolation, either by feeling like it was impossible to fit pieces back together now that one was gone, or quite literally. Ricky had found numerous spots in && around campus  — places to draw, to sometimes just take a fucking  b r e a t h  . The park was one of them, though admittedly he didn’t think he’d find anyone else here. Ricky recognized her from a few art classes here && there, offering a small grin. “I don’t know, maybe. Wanna share that ??” Green gaze fell to the bottle before meeting hers again, “&& I’ll share this ??” At that, he pulled out a blunt from his pocket, a quick dangling of it in the cooling air.

biting her bottom lip, kelly glanced up at the boy’s face. taking in his features as he spoke. asking to share her alcohol in return to share a blunt which he dangled in the air in front of her.. she shouldn’t even have felt that tempted by it, but there was just something about it that in that very moment made it completely impossible to say no to.. “hm.. okay.. guess i can be ok with that..” she said, sitting the bottle down on the table in front of her.

shit was more fucked than normal and it was bizarre to witness all the students flocking around campus as if nothing had changed, as if someone hadn’t been murdered. she supposed everyone had their way of dealing with shit and it was EASIER to sweep everything under the rug to pretend as if everything was fine. a smirk preyed onto her lips when she spotted the familiar blonde in the park, a camera hanging around her neck per usual as she collapsed beside kelly, “thought i’d find you here.” lacey said, gasping softly as brown orbs flickered down to the bottle, “and you got me a party favor, so kind of you.” she teased before swiping the bottle from kelly’s hands and taking a generous swig before handing it back, “you good?”

kelly’s hues lingered a moment at the familiar face belonging to lacey. not even really saying anything as she sat down, swiping the bottle from her hand to take a sip of her own. kelly couldnt even help but roll her eyes for a second before chuckling lightly. “i never was one to be unpredictable am i..?” she muttered before hearing her second remark.. “this has to be the lamest party iv ever been to if this shit is a favor..” she said as she got the bottle back, taking a swig for herself. savoring the nasty content before swallowing it, pulling a bit of a grimace. “yup, perfectly fine..”

“OKAY so question…How exactly do you KNOW if you’re stoned? Some girl offered me some special Halloween brownies and I thought she meant special like…little pumpkins or ghouls and goblins in them but looking back at it now…I don’t think that’s what she meant. AND I feel like my heart is about to explode out of my chest. My hands feel REAL funny like…kind of spicy…and everything looks weird. So either I’m dying…or I’m high.”

@dupont-starters

lingering in a seat off to the side, kelly took a glance over at the boy laying on the bed, obviously experiencing his first real high.. and honestly? she was enjoying it maybe a bit more than she should’ve. trying to hold back a smirk, the girl bit her bottom lip while shrugging lightly. leaning back into her stool. “now how would i know? i’v never done drugs in my entire life--” she said in a big fib, more of a joke if anything.. though in the back of her mind she was unsure if he’d pick up on it seeing the state he was in.

CRISTIAN : man, everyone’s such a drag around here

CRISTIAN : well that’s not the face of someone who wants to get lit

👻 / OPEN

CRISTIAN : who’s ready for a lit last year?? CRISTIAN : senior year babyyyy

“I’d advise against that.” He wanted to say he said it unkindly but that really wasn’t up to him, was it? Still, his hand hovered over the mango, stopping just short of grabbing it out of their hand. “Unless you’re here for green mangoes, which isn’t something most people are here for, but if that’s what does it for you.” He’s babbling but shamelessly, half-ready to be told to fuck off. It’s happened before, so Chessy wouldn’t be shocked, exactly.

There it was. Were Presely was trying to push those words away she still broke through and brought it up, causing his whole body to feel some hollow sadness. Presley had gone from girl to girl, quickly ending relationships before anything was serious; but then he had Maia, since high school the two had seen each other. She had a hold on him that kept him coming back and as he watched those tears trail down her soft cheeks he felt a pain he’d never felt in any fight he’d been in. “I am being honest, princess.” He said softly. “You know that I want to…you know that I would do anything for you. But Maia what if I screw up? If I tell you I want to be with you like I do and I do something stupid and then I go and hurt you. It would fuck all of this up.” The turn of conversation obviously killed the mood as Presley stupidly couldn’t even say the right thing. “I do want you. Okay? More than anything. But I’ve never tried moving forward.” He swallowed hard. “Is this what you really want to try? Being more?” 

she knew that based on how the island worked, they were marked and were supposed to be together, that based on a series of questions from the government, that the two of them were soulmates, and maybe that had some effect on why she always let him come back, but also at the end of the day, she’d liked him since long before they’d known they were marked with the same mark. but the longer things went on, and the more time she had gotten to think, she knew it wasn’t just that.. there was something there that was beyond whatever the soulmate system would ever be.. and hearing him speak was really starting to give her hope, knowing how little he thought of the whole soulmate thing, that he actually wanted to.. he wanted to be with her, but that there was just things that held him back, and it was all her biggest fears..

 What Presley wanted was to see her happy, actually happy with what he said. But it had been years of them just being this thing but never actually together. He knew it was unfair to her but he didn’t know what to say to her. “I mean that. Really, baby. I know I suck at everything really but…” He sat up and felt that he just wanted to be up front with her. “Maia. I really will try and talk to you more. What more can I do to get a real smile on that god damn pretty face of yours?” He said. His hand moved to her chin and he looked at her. 

Presley could obviously see the disappointment in Maia’s eyes when he said what he did. He was expecting it but honestly he had no idea how he was going to fix it. “look…kitten.” He began with a sigh. He could tell it bothered her and even though he had no idea about relationships he didn’t want her uncomfortable with whatever it was they had between each other. “If you want me to text you more just say so, alright? I will do it.” He had a softer tone than usual not that it lasted long when the hand on her thigh began to venture up slowly. His head rest against her shoulder and he smirked. “Baby, keep talking like that and I sure as hell wont even make it past the meal.” 

The raven haired boy felt his throat go dry as she mentioned dating. He didn’t know how to react of even what to say after. He still looked away and went silent. Before it didn’t seem to matter all that much a few years ago but lately they had been spending more time with each other and even Fallon had begun to press on him more about Maia and his relationship. “Yeah… if.” He said softly. Presley tried to move on from the subject, going back to the more playful side of things, the way he was able to be comfortable. “Then I’m glad you ended up finding me, baby girl. I am more than happy to be of service for you, making sure you don’t have to do anything. Just the way it should be for the princess around here.” 

Presley sat up slightly and rose a brow curiously at Maia. “You’re not…mad that I didn’t text you…are you?” He asked curiously. He really didn’t know what to say, he never was the good one at keeping in contact with anyone so it just seemed normal to do as he always did. “I didn’t think about it. That’s all.” With a soft look his hand went to her thigh where he pressed his thumb against her skin. At her words he just smirked and waved the waitress off. “Oh yeah? So, is that why you came looking for me, kitten? You got a bit hungry?’ 

maia got quiet for a short second, knowing she might have said something she didn’t mean to, or shouldn’t have said.. “-- had we actually been dating then maybe.. but we’re not so no.. no im not mad..” she let out at last, while the others hand found it’s way to its usual spot on her thigh, a rugged thumb pressed against her soft skin while her dark hues watched his lips turn into a smirk, and feeling the presence of the waitress disappear, and she lightly shrugged, while letting her hand rest against one side of his face, gently brushing against his skin before playing with his hair as she spoke, “if you didn’t plan on coming around with my order, then i guess i just had to do some of the dirty work and get it myself..” 

“Course not. I just haven’t been around the richy part of town in the past few days.” He said with a sift shrug moving over so she could sit next to him, throwing his arm over her shoulder. “Looks like whoever wasn’t around really missed out on seeing one damn good looking girl. But I don’t mind taking up her time for the night.” Just then the waitress brought his order down which was large enough as is but Presley knew it would be nothing for him. “Are you going to get anything?”