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“ you’ll see. ” giving her the confidence in thinking that they were driving to something as mundane as fireworks wouldn’t scare aly enough to turn the car around – so he’d let that thought swim in her mind until they pulled up to his garage. “ the faster the better. my parents are at work, but i still gotta’ make sure i put everything back in its place before they get home tonight. can’t be blowing my own cover. ” because no SANE set of parents would be okay with their son building bombs in their garage unknowingly … but this really was their fault in aeron’s mind. shouldn’t they be attentive enough to notice ? thanks to aly’s lead foot, the quick commute back to aeron’s leaves him fishing for his keys in his backpack as the sit in his driveway. he nods his head in the direction of the outside garage door, hoping aly to follow his lead. the flicker of a shotty lightbulb kicks on, slowly giving them vision to the scene in front of them. “ i’ve only built a couple, so … maybe we should test one before we set anything up at the school. ” he still hasn’t showed her what the fuck he’s talking about, but just give him a minute. heading over to the opposite corner of the garage, he pulls back a plank of wood hidden behind a shelf. behind the plank was a small hole in the wall he carved out of boredom once when he was younger. realizing his father never came over here or cleaned the place, aeron found it as a safe hiding spot for any of his contraband – alcohol, smokes, and now … “ it’s a pipe bomb. nothing crazy. all the directions on how to make it were online ! took like, an hour. ” he sounds giddy, like a kid showing you his new toy. “ what do ya’ think ? ” aeron pesters, looking back at aly over his shoulder.
an engine older than she is idles beneath it’s hood. gravelly and gurgling yet you’d swear it was the most pleasant tune to ever grace aly’s eardrums judging by the look now coloring her mien. eyes full and bright , the corner’s of her mouth begin to coil upward , the apples of her cheeks round like two crescent moons. it’s aeron’s mention of his parent’s unknowingness that’s elicited such a reaction out of her. this was all a secret ; some sneaky , FORBIDDEN hobby and she’d eat it up with a spoon if she could. “ that’s a lot of effort to hide a bunch of fireworks. ” a guttural instinct tells her that there’s more to this as the soles of her converse scuff against the concrete , antsy and anxious to see just what he’s been hiding. “ oh. ” curious orbs fall onto the explosive , her gaze scanning the foreign object intently. “ i’ve never seen one in person .. holy shit. ” paw extending , she grasps the homemade dynamite , careful digits raking over it’s surface as if she’s searching for braille. “ how long have you had it ? ” it’s innocent curiosity , can you blame her ? “ i mean , why’d you make it in the first place ? ” afterall , this wasn’t your typical arts and crafts -- this was a bomb. brow furrowing , she looks at aeron with confused disapproval , a silence dipping between the duo. ........ “ and why’d you not let me in on it ? loser. ” hope she didn’t stop your heart there , aeron. rear finding the nearest surface to rest upon , her lower limbs dangle like a ragdoll , extremities swinging back and forth as she carelessly tosses the cylinder between her paws , unaware of the danger she was toying with. " how does it even work ? you light a fuze or something ? " in her defense , ' pipe bomb ' wasn't on her google searchlist. sure she had the knowledge that it was used during a colorado masacre but a) she slightly remembers how little damage it had caused and b) surely aeron wouldn't suggest something lethal for their lil' homecoming mishap. right ?
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“ technically they want me there ‘til nine, but what am i gonna’ miss ? all the dad’s of the football team drooling over the cheerleaders ? fucking disgusting. ” there had been a handful of times where aeron would purposefully stand in front of the wandering eyes of adult males in the stands – and he’d do it again tonight if he could. “ did you see who they’re playing this year ? they’re embarrassing themselves, really. they don’t have a chance. maybe it’ll get done early. ” he’s trying to speak it into existence, but it seemed like the will of the cosmos was rarely ever on his side. letting aly lead the way, it took aeron longer than he’d like to admit to realize what was going on. in his defense, he’d smoked half a joint on lunch. “ you want to wait ‘til the third quarter to reek havoc ? your newfound patience is blowing my mind. ” he grins arrogantly, taking the gadget from the girl and pressing it between his lips. technology consistently blew his mind, and the fact that they could get stoned at school without anyone suspecting this was anything other than a e-cig made him grateful he’d hung on long enough to see the day. faded eyes close as he inhales a cloud, passing the pen back to aly. “ i’ve kinda’ been fucking with some pyrotechnic shit in my garage, ” aeron starts, exhaling the smoke with each word and somehow avoiding the buzz word: bomb, “ not sure if it’s something you’re interested in, but … it’s a start. ” if they ran with it, it was up to her. either way, aeron knew aly was the last person to find something suspect about his new afterschool activites.
“ oh , shut up. ” a phrase that’s been flung from the mouth of aly anderson an astronomical amount of times , even more so while in the presence of aeron. “ pulling a stunt in the first quarter wouldn’t be nearly as satisfying. you’ve gotta build ‘em up a little , let them taste a few seconds of glory before you crush ‘em. don’t doubt my timing. ” paw pressing against the door , the metal frame flings open to a parking lot littered with expensive cars but there in the rear sits a 1994 toyota corolla. the passenger side wheel sits directly on a vertical white line , a parking job just as pitiful as the car itself -- but it’s 100% paid in full and not funded by daddy’s checkbook. not that she had much a dad for that to even be considered an option but nonetheless. “ pyrotechnics ? what’s that ? fireworks or some shit ? ” he’s just peaked her interest , he’s always been so good at that. “ ever taped a hundred sparklers together ? not so kid friendly anymore. ” anxious digits pull at the threading of her shirt , sinister possibilities shuffling through her cranium like a slot machine. “ race to your place ? i think we’ve got some plans to discuss and we’d better be quick. you and that camera are in high demand soon enough. ”
“you’re disgusting, y’know ? ” the sleeve of his shirt quickly goes to clean the camera’s glass, a smile of his own worn modestly on his lips, “ as demented as i am, i’m not big on producing child porn, ” aeron quips, his brain making an unspoken sidenote on how he’d much rather be thrown in the slammer for something worth it. mass murder on the mind, anyone ? “ but since your idea is so good that it can’t be ignored, that’ll be your eighteenth birthday present. from my heart to yours – it’s the least i could do. ” aeron’s right-hand moves to his chest, plam covering his heart as he returns the gentle tap from his own converse adorned rubber toe. “ but yeah, i’ll be at the game. they were kind enough to let me choose between that or the dance and somehow, this seemed less painful than watching all the jocks rub their hardons on any pulse they can find. even though that’s basically what they do on the field. ” after a small chuckle at his own joke, his hand drops from his chest back to the camera around his neck. “ if you be my tagalong, you can decide what we do after. anything you want. ” please oh PLEASE aly, could it be something illegal ?
“ a real patron saint. how would i ever return such a gift ? maybe i’ll clean the basement for you after i vomit all over the place at the sheer thought of that. ” how’s that for disgusting, aeron ? shoulder jabbing into his bicep due to a notable height difference , her frame brushes passed the boy ; a single digit curling around the camera strap as she tugs him to follow. “ anything i want .. sounds too good to be true. do you have to photograph the entire game ? ” being the ringleader of their post homecoming plans was a decent bargain , but not if it came at the cost of having to sit through five hours of unnecessary pep rallies and blinding friday night lights. “ i’ll go if you can sneak away every so often. i don’t think you’ll miss a money shot of anyone scoring a 50 yard touchdown. the jocks aren’t that good , let’s be honest. ” a hand retreats to a pocket , converse leading them to an empty hallway with an exit sign at the end. stopping just below the red glow , aly retrieves a dab pen with her right hand , her left cradling a dasani bottle before gently smacking the two objects together. it’s a trick she’d learn earlier in the semester , if you conceal the pen behind a water bottle .. the security system’s cameras were too grainy to give anything away. it’d simply just look like you were taking a drink. “ in fact they’re all awful.. in more ways than one. maybe they deserve to lose the big game. ” limb extending , she offers the rig to aeron. “ what’d ya say ? sabotage the 3rd quarter ? ”
Being in the Media Club was a breeze … until it required actual effort on Aeron’s part. After school activities were now on his radar daily – basketball games, bake sales, band concerts – and it truly was a miserable experience. But he could use it to his benefit when he wanted. All the extra time he was spending in classrooms and school hallways allowed him to easily able to map out the buildings blueprints, noting easy access exits, traffic flow, and busiest attendances times – taking notes whenever it sought fit.
Tonight was the homecoming game, and Aeron was dreading attending alone. Was Aly the only person he could pester into coming? Sure. But was she also his best option? Absolutely. Walking up to Aly at her locker, Aeron adjusts the camera around his neck and approaches like paparazzi, “Aly Anderson, what are your plans for tonight?” He snaps a handful of pictures, switching angles with each click. “Better think fast, or else I’m gonna tell you what your plans are.” He grins.
digits chipped with well worn polish reach into the locker , a cartridge for a dab pen rolling against the metal interior before her fingertips find it. it’s campus contraband , but come on. what’s the harm in a little thc ? it’s not like she’s sneaking guns on campus, right ? sinking the capsule into the pocket of her denim jacket , she feels a presence quickly approaching. shoulders remain lax , not an ounce of worry riddling her frame. the sound of a camera shutter has given the culprit away , aly now pivoting on her heels to greet the male. lips magnetize together , pulling inward as if she’s distributing chapstick between her brims when in actuality she’s only concealing a smile. aeron and that stupid fucking camera .. don’t tell but she kind of likes it. “ my plans ? ” elbow bending at it’s joint , her thumb brushes against her tongue , wetting the pad of it before reaching towards aeron. a single swipe is administered to the camera lens , a blurry fog left in her wake as a shit-eating grin takes up the sum of her face. “ let’s see. i was thinking i’d sit front row at the homecoming game. right beside the cheerleaders and fill my head with some good old fashion school spirit. ” the rubber toe of her converse kicks against his. “ you’ll be there too, right ? the homecoming king and queen should probably stick together. ” sarcasm drips from her words like thick honey. “ why ? got better plans to offer me ? i’m not stripping down for some weird photoshoot in your basement if that’s your bright idea. ”
❛ you and i pace along the grass and think of what we had. AMBIVALENT and young ; we’re probably just dumb. the truth is that it hurts and what’s it really worth ? no hope and no future, we’ll DIE the same loser. holding a gun to my head so send me an angel or bury me deeply instead with demons to lean on. ❜ ——— ◦ * • 🔪 💀
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CONNECTION: hi i had a fat crush on you in high school and now you’re back for the summer and you got even hotter and you recognize me even tho we never talked ? ( open to m )
AINSLEY WAS ALMOST done for the night, restocking the candy underneath the counter. as she rises up off her feet, she meets the eyes of someone she hadn’t seen since graduation. out of surprise, she falls to the ground right on her ass, cheeks blushing red from embarrassment and kinda wanting to cry. she slowly stands back up, earning weird looks from passing customers and some coworkers. “oh, hey ! yeah, i still work here.” sadly. “are you uh, here with a friend ?? or a date ?” she asks, trying to make conversation, while inside her mind she was buzzing over how even more attractive they got.
GRAYSON EXTENDS THE SAME COURTESY he would have wished to receive , ever so kindly ignoring the clumsy blonde’s fall -- as well as the vibrant, cherry cheeks coloring her face at the moment. “ a date or a friend ? i don’t know which option is funnier. ” truth be blatantly told , grayson had lost most of his friends since graduating high school. pouring the sum of his time into is musical endeavors , he hadn’t retained much willpower to keep in contact with the kids he had only hung around because they resided under the same roof for at least seven hours of the day. “ just here with my own company and a hand full of quarters hoping to snag a deal on your overpriced candy. ” long, calloused digits wrap around his palm , a balled up fist shaking around the change confined within it. “ will two bucks and -- ” palm turned upward , he eyes the various coins. “ eight cents get me anything ? ”
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open to: f/nb/m (may be selective with males) | suggested connection: s/o, step sib/parent, best friend, professor!!!, parent of gf that’s a cop!!!!!
MAX: hey, have you ever had to hide a dead body an hour before your calculus midterm? MAX: because i’m really not having a great time trying to figure out what to do with this and i can’t miss this midterm MAX: can you come over and keep an eye on my dorm so i can do this test and then dispose of it later? MAX: …..shit this was not meant for you
ALY: an hour before .. no that’s poor timing and a rookie move ALY: if i ever did anything like that i’d plan a little better and be a bit less of a dumbass ALY: all figuratively speaking of course
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