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“ perfect. then i won’t go. thanks mom. “

{ ☠ }

Knock knock knock, softly on the Murphy’s door. Rowan had asked her to try and explain the truth of the situation to Connor, someone Deana only had vague contact with, and once learning of his situation, she couldn’t refuse.

When the door would open, Deana would bow. Something new adorned her head--a dark brown, wide-brimmed fedora, clearly old and with a genuine leather strap around it.

“You are Connor Murph.y, yes?”

But then again, this was a new high school. There was always the off chance that maybe it wouldn’t be so black and white here. And there was always the fact that she didn’t have to worry about the image of her gorgeous, blonde sisters clouding peoples’ judgement when they looked at her. She’d finally have to disappoint people on her own. If you could count that as an upside.

Besides, it didn’t even matter. She just had to make it through the year and she’d be free to do whatever she wanted. Travel across the country, go to college, get swept up in some whirlwind romance. The sky was the limit. And it was that promise alone that kept her from running out of this high school, screaming at the top of her lungs. 

Okay, and maybe the strong, familiar smell of pot smoke wafting off the kid in front of her in her math class. 

Thank god. At least she might have someone who could hook her up instead of her searching aimlessly for some sort of contact to replenish her stash. 

So, she simply hoped for the best and leaned forward to give the boy in front of her a sharp tap on the shoulder. 

“  stop scrunching up your face, you’re gonna mess it up !  ”