#2014starter

while  everyone  else  was  probably  playing  it  safe  ,  nick  didn't  have  the  patience  to  spend  his  time  waiting  around  to  be  interviewed  by  useless  police  officers  .  it  was  clear  that  they  didn't  use  their  skills  in  inquisition  the  first  time  around  and  he  was  curious  what  new  evidence  could  have  been  overturned  after  ten  years  .  far  from  a  detective  ,  his  curiousities  were  completely  self  serving  and  somehow  he  had  managed  to  rope  somebody  else  in  .  yes  ,  nick  admittedly  cared  little  about  chris  being  gone  but  he  was  rather  intrigued  by  the  idea  there  was  something  out  there  to  be  found  .  no  body  ,  no  crime  .  "  here  we  are  ,  "  as  his  sports  car  ,  windows  rolled  down  ,  pulls  up  at  the  far  edge  of  devils  lake  ,  the  ground  drying  out  from  the  flooding  from  two  weeks  ago  and  no  police  cordons  in  sight  .  he  hadn't  seen  a  murmur  of  cordons  or  additional  searches  ,  materials  moving  backwards  and  forwards  .  no  ,  nick  was  ready  to  launch  his  own  investigation  and  his  unfortunate  ride  along  was  going  to  be  a  part  of  that  whether  they  liked  it  or  not  .  an  unexpected  duo  .

for  many  ,  it  was  an  uncomfortable  experience  .  on  the  other  hand  ,  michael  appeared  to  be  thriving  in  his  newfound  role  as  the  second  coming  of  religion  in  lincoln  city  .  for  the  first  time  ,  he  was  getting  along  with  his  father  (  who  may  have  still  doubted  this  new  leaf  too  )  and  seemed  to  be  a  very  respectable  member  of  society  .  it  had  only  been  two  weeks  but  he  left  nothing  but  good  omens  in  his  wake  ,  the  brightness  that  he  cast  almost  making  people  forget  the  darkness  of  what  else  was  going  on  .  michael  never  spoke  of  chris  ,  never  thought  of  him  …  tried  not  to  get  too  tangled  up  in  his  association  with  the  night  in  question  while  they  waited  for  police  to  ask  them  again  ,  what  had  happened  .  on  this  particular  day  ,  he  had  just  finished  his  reading  at  the  library  .  a  line  of  happy  children  and  parents  filtering  out  as  he  leans  against  the  wooden  table  that  was  set  up  beside  the  spot  he  had  been  occupying  .  he  was  nothing  but  full  of  lovely  ,  kind  deeds  for  the  ever  deserving  community  that  surrounded  cursed  devils  lake  .  "  i'm  sorry  to  say  that  you  already  missed  the  reading  … it  was  one  of  my  best  renditions  of  little  red  riding  hood  …  "  fingertips  walking  across  the  table  momentarily  as  he  settles  to  sit  ,  "  or  did  you  just  come  to  see  me  ?  "

thankfully, being back in the abysmal, boring, underwhelming state of OREGON wasn't enough to put a damper on vincent's mood as he traipsed around town like he owned it, the thrill of the unknown lying before him enough to have him high without the assistant of any uppers ( okay, maybe some assistance but, primarily the thrill ). having already found himself well acquainted with one of the local bars, one he hasn't scene since he was using his last name to get him through the door when he was eighteen, vincent was shaking hands and accepting drinks from many who recognized him — either from st. mary's or from his lucrative career. people were greeting him by name when he couldn't even remember their faces, though he felt no shame about that; in fact, it was amusing as fuck. vince felt like a celebrity, which was the exact fuel his inferno of an ego needed. feeling the weight of someone's eyes on him, vincent turned, offering the face a widespread grin as their gazes met; ❛ hey there.... you !! youuuuu, you you you... uh, do i know you ?? ❜

cherry  had  never  left  so  returning  wasn't  exactly  difficult  .  she  had  rolled  her  eyes  ,  huffed  and  puffed  but  the  moment  her  mother  had  heard  about  this  bullshit  then  there  was  this  gleam  in  her  eye  that  cherry  could  not  avoid  .  she  was  like  a  magpie  who  had  seen  something  shiny  ,  the  prospect  of  her  daughter  rediscovering  her  glory  days  harnessing  so  much  hope  that  cherry  was  ready  to  crush  in  one  fell  swoop  .  it  was  the  message  that  had  gotten  her  ,  though  ...  crawled  under  her  skin  and  brought  back  the  strange  nightmares  that  haunted  her  about  devils  lake  ...  someone  disappearing  below  the  murky  waters  never  to  be  seen  or  heard  again  .  halting  her  walk  as  she  yanks  a  newspaper  off  ,  "  jesus  fucking  christ  ...  is  this  town  really  so  fucking  lame  that  this  is  newsworthy  ?  "  she's  not  really  talking  to  anybody  ...  fixated  on  the  announcement  about  alumni  evening  . 

           walking  around  ,  kai  made  a  point  to  𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐈𝐃  his  parents  .  his  mother  trying  her  hardest  to  get  his  attention  without  coming  off  desperate  to  everyone  around  them  .           (       keeping  up  appearances  ,      )         classic  kathy  wilder  .  especially  now  that  she  felt  like  she  had  some  social  standing  .  she  didn't  want  to  come  off  as  a  mother  with  an  estranged  son  and  a  missing  son  .  although  ,  villainizing  one  son  and  having  one  vanish  off  the  face  of  the  earth  may  have  been  the  𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓  victim  fuel  .  but  of  course  ,  that  wouldn't  have  went  with  her  illusion  she  was  trying  to  give  off  to  the  world  .  his  father  on  the  other  hand  ,  made  it  much  easier  to  avoid  him  .  the  other  male  not  making  any  type  of  effort  .  if  anything  ,  it  seemed  both  kai  and  carter  wilder  were  just  drinking  their  way  through  this  event  .  like  father  ,  like  son  . . .  how  heartwarming  .         ⏤        downing  another  glass  ,  kai  wandered  over  and  picked  up  another  one  .  moving  through  the  crowd  of  people  before  stopping  as  he  spoke  .  not  really  pay  attention  to  who  was  near  .        ❛      wonder  if  there's  a  way  to  get  our  hands  on  that  video  .     ❜

@classcursestarters

           zeppelin  was  struggling  throughout  this  whole  thing  evening  .  counting  down  the  seconds  for  it  to  be  𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑  with  .  although  ,  on  the  outside  it  looked  like  he  was  a  full  supporter  of  the  whole  thing  .  or  ,  that's  what  he  was  trying  to  give  off  .  there  were  times  the  male  was  far  too  easy  to  read  when  it  came  to  the  pure  𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐑  behind  his  eyes  . . .         (     but  that  was  neither  here  nor  there  .     )         zoned  out  for  a  moment  ,  it  wasn't  until  zeppelin  noticed  someone  come  over  in  his  general  area  .  more  than  likely  minding  their  own  business  but  zeppelin  took  that  as  his  cue  to  turn  on  the  facade  .          ❛     kinda  surreal  ,  don't  you  think  ?     ❜        the  male  questioned  as  he  glanced  over  at  the  other  .         ❛     us  all  being  here  ten  years  later  .     ❜

"fuck." noel evidently didn't care if anyone over heard him as he made zero attempt to lower his voice, if anything one could assume he had raised his voice when releasing the expletive. clearly, he was unhappy with the current predicament but then, so was everybody. and while he definitely didn't want to be stuck there - he did find some comfort in the fact that he wasn't alone. in fact, that comfort is what enabled him to allow a smile across his face as he turned to the nearest person. "how about we try to make the most of this situation?" he arched an eyebrow, "i'm sure there's plenty of mischief to be found."