Rejoice; for thorns have roses.

Alice started giggling. “You caught me. I’m a total stalker. I followed you.”, she grinned. The girl nodded. “And you’re Shyla.”, she smiled. The girl walked over and began running her fingers through his clothes. Are you thinking a character? Risque? Like Mean Girls Karen?”, she asked with a laugh.

“I knew it!” Shyla laughed, “Look, you even know my name!” She grinned back before turning her attention towards the costumes once more. “I was thinking of going for a theme, like pirate or cowgirl or whatever. Something a little risque is fine by me, but I don’t want...over the top slutty, y’know? That’s not really my scene, but it’s like the number one complication of finding a good costume as a girl.” She sighed as she pushed past yet another costume. “Can’t decide on a  theme either. That’s not helping my case.” She chuckled before tilting her head curiously towards the other girl, “What about you? What’re you looking for?”

“Really? Is that an app?”, he asked, pulling out his phone. “I want to download it.”, he grinned. “Oh yeah? Good luck on your math quiz, i’ll talk to you at 3am.”, he laughed.

“Yeah. Solitaire Tripeaks or Tripeaks Solitaire or some shit like that.” She laughed as he pulled out his phone. “It’s totally addictive.” She warned before giving him a smile, “Thank you. And good luck with your night job.”

“Really? Solitaire? I used to volunteer at the auto shop near my childhood home and the front desk computer only had SOlitaire so I played it soooo much.”, he grinned. “Sounds good! I’m for equality amongst all roses but i’m willing to hear your argument.”, he teased.

“Yeah. I know. It’s such an old, lonely lady kinda game. But there’s this one with an island theme and you traverse through different islands and clearing the board gets harder with each level. It’s a surprisingly good challenge.” She defended herself with a laugh. “As a gardener and horticulturist, I can definitely pull a good argument out of my ass, just you wait! In the meantime...I’ve got a math quiz to study for, but maybe I’ll catch ya again at 3 am.”

Costume Shopping || Alice & Shyla

Shyla honestly had no idea what her Halloween plans were, but she’d be damned if she wasn’t going to go costume shopping regardless. Halloween was her favorite holiday of the year and her family had always been one of the houses to go all out, imbuing in her early on a spirit for the holiday she could never shake. Trick or treating probably wasn’t going to be a ‘thing’ on a high school campus, but she was sure there’d be more than enough parties to warrant a costume, so she took the first bus she could that afternoon and brought herself down to the local shop. She was admiring an array of masks when a girl spoke behind her, turning to look she was met with Alice’s familiar face and she offered the girl a smile in return. “Hey.” Putting on her best doubtful face she shook her head in disbelief. “No? You just so happened to show up at the same store, on the next bus in? Hmmm. Yeah...totally not stalking me.” she teased. “Nah. it’s all good. I’m actually stumped, having some help would be great.” She said, flashing the girl another smile. “It’s Alice, right? You sit like 2 desks away from me in science, yeah?”

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“I can imagine.”, he nodded in agreement. “I need to find a rich couple to adopt me so I can freeload for a few years.”, he grinned. “I know right!? Its like a curse. You’ll never win against your phone.”, he said, making a face, knowing he’d become a slave to his. “Okay cool!”, he grinned, handing her his phone and taking hers. The boy put his number in and took a selfie for a contact photo then handed it back to her. “I’m up late every night so I can pretty much always take your call.”, he laughed.

This would normally be the kinda of statement Shyla said ‘same’ to, but with the recent undoing of her secret, everybody pretty much already knew her father was a celebrity. Instead she just laughed and moved along with the rest of their conversation. “Okay, you might think this one is weird but, Solitaire. There are some damn addictive solitaire games! That one really keeps me up at night!” She shook her head in mock shame of herself as she added her number to his phone. Throwing up a peace sign, she took a photo to set before handing it back. “And I’m a complete and total night owl, so you’re definitely on call when my games get too frustrating and I need to ramble about how white roses are far more beautiful than red roses.”

“I totally get it. It is really nice to have a steady income.”, he grinned. “Oooh, thats a good one. I started this bow and arrow one the other day and I played it on my uber ride home last night which was like an hour. Then I played it when I got into bed.”, he chuckled. “Yeah, I can give you my number if you’re serious.”, he nodded.

“It’s so much easier to mooch off your parents though.” She joked. She really had no qualms with getting a job. If anything, it’d also stop the likes of The Watcher and Sophia form saying Ashton sent her pity checks. “Oh no. Once you take the games into bed, that’s it. You’re up till your phone dies.” She laughed. “Dead serious.” Shyla said, slipping her phone from her back pocket and handing it over, offering her other hand for him to place his phone in.

“Yeah.”, he grinned. “I’ve gotta make that money so I can stay here. I mean schools covered but i’ve gotta eat and buy clothes and stuff.”, he nodded with a smile. “Thats not to say I haven’t stayed up late playing iphone games though. Some of them are just too fun.”, he chuckled. Gabe ran his fingers through his hair and shrugged. “Hey, if i’m equally as tired, i’ll listen.”

“Once I’m old enough for a job, I’ll be doing the same. Dad’s orders.” Well, Charles’ orders, anyway. “Bejeweled.” was all Shyla could say in response, nodding her head sagely. “It gets me every time.” she laughed. “Always good to know. If I ever need somebody to tiredly ramble to now, I know who to call.”

“I go to bed at like 3 or 4 every night. It depends when I finish work.”, he nodded. “Really? Thats funny. I like finding people’s quirks. They make people better.”

“Oh, so you’re actually doing something productive? Not just sitting awake playing video games or some shit?” Shyla chuckled. She was definitely the latter, staying up till 3 am for the heck of it. “me too.” she added with a small smile. “But unless you wanna hear a girl ramble on about Beethoven’s greatest hits or something equally dumb, I’m probably not the person you wanna stay up all night with.”

“Thats true.”, he laughed. “I was really tired. When i’m that tired I forget that people can’t read minds.”

“What made you that tired?” Shyla laughed, curiosity tinting her words. Like most teenagers, he was probably just pulling an all nighter, but she was curious none the less. “When I’m tired I ramble on about complete nonsense, I guess we all have our quirks.”

“That makes me feel better. The woman at the drug store today asked me my morning routine and I had to take a moment to figure out if I could tell her what I do without being a fraud.”

Shyla chuckled, “I think you’re good. Besides, how would she even know if you woke up at 6am or 2 pm?”

“Does my face washing still count as a morning routine even though I wake up at 2pm?”

“If the sun is still up, I don’t see why not.”

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“Look I found this beautiful flower! It smells so nice” Coralie smiled “Would you like to keep it?”

“Considering I’m the one who planted it in the first place...yeah, yeah I would.” Shyla scowled at the other girl.

Country Roads Take Me Home || Jonah & Shyla

Shyla was lying on her couch, having finally been kicked out of the music room and told she couldn’t skip any more classes in there, not on the music teacher’s conscious. She was mentally constructing the 5th version of a text message she could send to Ashton but that she most definitely wouldn’t when somebody started banging on her door so hard it sounded like it was 3 seconds from being knocked in. The voice screaming behind it was all too familiar and the dread of facing Jonah she had felt earlier welled up inside her again. She should’ve known he would find his way here eventually.

Bi, Bi, Bi || Sebastian & Shyla

Ever since The Watcher’s big post, Shyla had found herself escaping to the music room far more often. She normally chose a time the music room was least likely to be inhabited to visit, a general run down of times given to her by the music teacher the first time she got caught sneaking in with the excuse of “I just wanted to play alone...?” Today was no different and so the last thing she expected was to be greeted by another’s voice. A voice she at first could not find the source of...