WILD THINGS.

nahastrid:

“You’re kidding, right?” Gabriel laughed before shaking her head. “Dropping out is literally the last thing on my mind and it shouldn’t be on yours either!”

astrid shook her head, “i’m not kidding you no” she’d been thinking about this for a long time. she did truely hate school and wanted to leave. an awkward laugh escaped her lips, “okay, okay whatever. i’ll find someone else to drop out with me then”

nahastrid:

“As appealing as dropping out sounds, I don’t think I can do this one with you.” Dylan shook her head, a smile on her lips. “Why do you want to drop out though? Shitty classes?”

a pout forms on astrid lips as the girl spoke, “but i really need you to do this with me” astrid smiles back at the girl. “i guess you could say that, i dunno really. i’m just not enjoying it”.

nahastrid:

“As fun as teenage rebellion sounds, I’ve already graduated” cami smiled, proudly. “But if you want, I’ll enroll just to drop out” the blonde joked.

nahastrid:

“Don’t drop out, my uncle told me getting your GED is a pain in the ass.”  Marcelo states, and he honestly wasn’t the most academic person ever. Sure, he had straight C’s, barely passing, but at least he was just scraping by. “Honestly, I so would. What’s your most hated subject? Mines is math, Mrs. Brown is a cunt.”

"why? i’m not doing well in anything. there is nothing for me here. fuck that, do i really need it?” astrid shakes her head. she hadn’t told her parents about her failings, she wasn’t doing all that well but she was too scared to tell anyone. “seriously? why don’t you then pretty boy. we can run away together” she teases him. “mrs brown is the worst! she’s so mean! uh -- english i guess. i mean my teacher is okay, i just can’t to grips with it”.

nahastrid

Elijah chuckles along and shakes his head, “Oh, I didn’t say anything. I know, an anti-climax, but sometimes edging is good for you,” he says before he laughs, “I wouldn’t want to lead the poor girl on. I will, however, maybe check out her twitter because I’m such a giver,” he giggles, “No, but, people just say dumb shit online. I love it, but it’s not sincere.”

astrid pulls a face as the male spoke, “nah! you should’ve replied. it would of made things more fun” she laughs with the male. “right, i mean you could’ve of just complimented her on the chat - up line and moved on. oh, what a lovely guy you are” astrid teases the male. “they do! same here. i guess not, but i’m still going to love it anyway”

nahastrid:

tommy bites his lip, clearly embarrassed. “i’m still sorry,” he murmurs, before shaking his head. “we should, uh, get them picked up before they fly away.” he kneeled, beginning to pick up his papers one by one. “thank you,” he mutters, staring at the floor.

astrid gives the male a smile, “it’s fine. shit happens” the blonde replies. she bends down, “of course. we don’t want you to lose your papers” she begins picking them up and passing them over to him. “again, it’s okay --- no worries”.

Elijah looks down at his phone before glancing up to the person in front of him, “Dude, this girl,” he laughs, “Just slid into my DMs and asked me to shave her with my jaw. Honestly, she should teach a class on fire pick up tricks,” he says, raising a brow quizzically.

astrid let out a laugh as he told the chat-up line. “that is pretty good! i’d give it a soild eight” she smiles at the male. astrid didn’t know many chat-up lines, she was just used to batting her eyelashes at boys and they’d do her bidding. she had it pretty easy, “the big question is, what did you reply with?”

tommy tended to keep to himself. sure, he had friends from soccer and class, but he never really allowed himself to get too close. he didn’t want to risk these people asking about his home life- or rather, lack of one entirely. he walked out of school, swinging his backpack over his shoulder and trying to organize the papers in his hands. he heard one of his friends call his name, but tommy just walked faster until he turned the corner. he ran straight into someone and dropped his papers everywhere. though the papers were important, he was more concerned with the other person. “i-i’m so sorry. i’m really stupid and i wasn’t watching where i was going. are you alright?” he bit his lip to stop his rambling, dropping his wide eyes to the ground. 

astrid was busy minding her own business when she felt someone bump into her. she looks up to see tommy, she’d heard of the boy but she didn’t know him all that well. astrid notices the papers on the floor, shouldn’t he be picking them up? she gives him a small smile, astrid was fine. “dude, it’s fine. we both should’ve been watching where we were going ” she replies. “now are those papers okay on the floor? or shall we get them picked up?”

nahastrid:

Marcelo didn’t do crushes, it was either full on or no girlfriend at all, and he was determined. “Looks like you are.” he said, smirking. “I’m a fucking hurricane honestly,” he stated, chucking softly. “Wherever you want, a lady chooses to go where she wants, nena.” he said, bringing in his Spanish.

Astrid enjoyed playing around with young men, she had a lot of them wrapped around her little finger. She didn’t care for boyfriends. She smirks back at him. “Well that’s good to know” Astrid listens to him speak, “Oh really? Should I be calling your hurricane instead of Marcelo then” She teases. “That sounds good to me. What about Starbucks? Are you free now kjekk?” Two could play at that game. 

nahastrid:

“yikes, that’s awful. I don’t know what my dad would do if I got a dick pic and he saw it” she admitted with a laugh. “but anyway, jeez, why are dudes sending you dick pics at dinner time?” she laughed. “why did he ground you? I mean - it wasn’t your dick in the message you didn’t send”

nahastrid:

Marnie turned to Astrid, a devious smile appearing. “Or, we could have some fun.” Heading straight for the girl, she mouthed to Astrid, telling her to ‘watch.’ Invading Ingrid’s personal space, Marnie began taunting her about her outfit, picking at the fabric of her shirt and pulling a face. “How the fuck did you even get in here?”. Looking around, she highlighted the fact that not a single person was talking to the girl. “See? Nobody wants you here.” Snarling, she insulted, “Fuck off.” That was enough to push Ingrid over the edge, who took a step towards Marnie and claimed that she’d ‘kick her ass.’ Laughing, she noticed a small crowd had formed. “Hear that? Ingrid’s gonna kick my ass.” Marnie was a major bitch, and everyone knew it; but she enjoyed the reputation, and fucking with people like this girl. Then, the red-head launched at her; and Marnie threw her drink, looking back at Astrid to come and join her.

"What kind of fun are you thinking of?" Astrid replies, with a grin forming on her lips. Astrid watched Marnie walk over to the girl with baited breath. She knew something was going to happen, she didn’t know what. Astrid watched as Marnie began to speak, she soon gained an audience. She didn’t feel bad for Ingrid. She was just as much of a bitch as the girls were. Astrid watched as Ingrid started on Marnie. Of course Astrid had to jump in. She makes her way over to the fight and tugs Ingrid back, “Don’t you fucking move or those extensions are gonna be on the floor. And everyone is gonna know -- half of your hair isn’t fucking real” A laugh leaves Astrids lips. 

nahastrid:

“Oh god. I don’t even know how you came up with that scenario and now I’m terrified of your mind. That‘s awful. I think simply going for people from high school sounds pretty great now. At least sandwiches messages probably won’t be in my future.”

“Says the girl who is daydreaming about a Starbucks barastia leaving their number on a coffee cup! That could be really funny though, they could write I love you using pepperoni.  Honestly high - school people are just as bad, they’re so boring! Probs not --- shame”.