#kateschmldt

Fear Street: 1978 Starters! — accepting.

 ❝  none  of  this  makes  any  sense.  it's  just  a  story.  a  joke.  ❞  she  says,  brows  knitting  together.  sure,  sunnyvalers  liked  to  use  sarah  fier  as  a  taunt  to  shadysiders,  but  that  was  all  it  was.  taunting,  teasing,  making  fun  of  the  tragic  history  of  a  town  cursed  since  the  witch  trials.  ❝  you  don't  really  think...  ❞ // @kateschmldt

𝙸𝙽  𝙲𝙾𝚁𝚁𝙴𝙲𝚃  𝚀𝚄𝙾𝚃𝙴  𝙶𝙴𝙽𝙴𝚁𝙰𝚃𝙾𝚁    feat.  kate  /  @kateschmldt

she  stood  out  from  the  crowd  because  it  was  clear  she  shouldn’t  be  here.  no  self  respecting  thrasher  showed  up  to  a  grungy  basement  show  in  little  heels  and  a  blazer  like  that.  besides,  spitfire  was  the  headliner  and  that  didn’t  seem  like  her  scene.  so  why  else  was  she  here?  eyes  rimmed  with  charcoal  liner  stay  on  her  until                 there  it  is.  the  flash  of  a  baggie  with  a  rainbow  of  pills.  didn’t  anyone  tell  her  this  turf  was  already  claimed?  stubbing  her  cigarette  out  on  the  table,  liv  stands,  doc  martens  heavy  on  the  ground.  wanting  the  element  of  surprise,  liv  comes  from  behind  and  leans  over  kate’s  shoulder,  “  you’re  a  long  way  from  home,  dorothy.  ”  

                        “  i  picked  up  this  up  for  you.  ”  she  figured  that  between  classes  and  the  numerous  amount  of  clubs  that  kate  seemed  to  be  apart  of  that  it  left  little  room  for  lunch.  there  is  a  gentle  rock  back  on  her  heels  before  tucking  a  piece  of  hair  behind  her  ear.  she  knows  it’s  kate’s  favorite,  but  she  doesn’t  say  so,  just  shoving  the  smoothie  over  to  her.  it  wasn’t  a  big  deal,  cindy  told  herself.  it  was  just  something  nice  she  sometimes  did.  like  when  you  had  some  leftover  fries  and  you  offer  it  up  to  the  rest  of  the  table.    after  a  moment  she  took  a  sip  of  her  own  smoothie.  “  hey,  are  you  going  to  apply  for  camp  nightwing  this  summer  ?  i  was  thinking  of  being  one  of  the  counselors.  ”

“oh, uh, no. no need to go tell anyone anything. i think they were just saying hi, is all.” the softest of smiles on his face. he doesn’t quite understand kate yet, but he does like her, and not just because she had been the one showing him around the school. an easy way to get bear on your good side was to threaten someone for him, apparently. “why, should i be worried about them?”

“are you really that surprised? out of everyone in the school to be a super-freak, i feel like i’m totally the most likely.” and she takes pride in that. the words even come with the smallest smile. 

❝  kate..  it  is  kate,  right?  ❞   he  knows  it  is,  but  forcing  her  interaction  is  the  best  he’s  got,  force  her  to  pay  attention  to  him  rather  than  her  fear.   ❝  you’re  not  gonna  die.  i’m  gonna  protect  you.  ❞   not  a  protective  man  in  most  peoples  eyes,  living  the  life  he  does  isn’t  something  that  gets  you  a  good  reputation,  but  like  hell  he’d  let  these  kids  get  hurt.   ❝  you  just  gotta  trust  me,  okay?  these  things  may  not  stay  dead,  but  i  know  how  to  kill  a  man.  i’m  kind  of  a  professional  at  it.  ❞   not  the  time  to  brag,  definitely  not  the  thing  to  brag  about.