Dallas

“No they won’t. They’ll be pleasantly surprised that you’re putting in the effort. And who knows, with better grades, you could get more scholarships, which doesn’t just go to your classes, it could pay for your room and board, books, sometimes even gas money.”

“Clare, if I go from getting Fs and Ds to suddenly Bs and As, shit dont be adding up. Theyll be confused as fuck on how my lil multiple concussions having brain did that shit,”

“Well lucky for you I absolutely suck at science of any kind, so we’re going down.”

“Oh hell yeah failing grades we love to see it, and thats about all weve been seeing,”

Becky was inside of the Delta house, painting her toenails as she blasted ‘Truth Hurts’ by Lizzo on her bluetooth speaker. The blonde hadn’t felt quite the same since the two had split, and her heart was constantly masked by a facade of branching out and not caring what people think. The knock gave her a small startle, getting up to open the door. Her bright blue eyes locked into a his deep brown orbs, letting out a small sigh. “Hi.” She whispered.

He wasnt really phased by the music playing, having heard the song countless times before today. He didnt feel guilty because he hadnt led Becky on, it had been a couple weeks since the katie incident but he didnt lead her on. He was honest, and yet she still found ways to bash him. Hence why he kept himself quiet and didnt bother trying to defend himself, because Becky would say and do what Becky wanted even if she knew it was wrong or false. His gaze softened as he looked at her, she wasnt his love, but he held a soft spot for the girl still. “Hey, i um, i brought your stuff. The random things left at mine,”

Marisol was focused on texting her mom because they were planning a shopping trip for them and Dave’s mom when she suddenly hit something — someone. She fell to the floor and a look of shock on her face from the impact. Blinking, she glanced up when she heard an apology and gladly took the hand. “It’s fine, I wasn’t looking where I was going.” Marisol made sure her phone was okay before glancing at the male. “You look.. very familiar.” she said with a squint, not phased by being called beautiful because she knew her worth.

Dallas took a moment to allow his eyes to scan over the girl, mostly to check if she was fine but there was the underlying ‘im checking you out’ look behind it. “Looks like we both could use a class on hallway etiquette,” He joked, slowly dropping her hand and looking at her with a sort of confused expression. “Lots of people recognize me, but very few actually know me. Mike Dallas, pleasure to meet you,”

“You’ve played with the rest, now you’ve come for the best, big dog.” Tiny laughed as he bounced the basketball on the court. He was far from the best of course, but he had a few skills. “Wanna play 21?” 

He chuckled at Tinys words, “Gotta make sure my skills are up to the text Sensai,” he joked, nodding at the suggestion, “sounds right up my alley, you start,”

pink lips curl knowingly at mention of vanessa as she tucks a few singles away in the waistband of her shorts, even as the temperature drops their manager expects them to ‘dress for tips’. “okay, gold collection chocolates, premium flowers–lilies not roses, and don’t take her anywhere that doesn’t offer valet, anything else?” she asks, blinking her dark lashes playfully. 

he chuckled as she listed the material objects vanessa enjoyed, while it hadnt been exactly what he was looking for he still locked them into the back of his mind. “Ok, so not exactly what I meant, but I appreciate you none the less. I was thinking more so personality. What little things can affect her mood or make her feel less than, she doesnt deserve that feeling,” 

Lola huffed as he spoke, clearly exhausted from the amount of work they’ve been putting in today, but she wasn’t close to giving up. Dallas wouldn’t have let her anyway. “Okay,” she breathed out after he showed her the technique one more time. “I think I’m ready—“

He knew he was pushing the smaller girl a little harder than normal, but he didnt see her complaining or pretending like she couldnt do something. That was one of the things he liked about Lola, she never quit and always kept trying, a rarity now a days. “You got this Lo, just do about five reps for now, its a little more weight than normal but not by a hell of a lot. But by all means do more if you think you can,”

“Mike Dallas. What an honor,” Vanessa grinned. She adjusted her bag on her shoulders, “Walk with me.”

“Of course,” he spoke, falling in step with her, a small smile staying on his face. “Howve you been Vanni?”

“I’m completely impressed. However, with better grades come higher standards.”

“Hey wait a minute now, the teachers cant think im cheating on this shit to much,”