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“hey simon, in case you wanted to see what an A paper looks like, you know maybe get some pointers for when you get around to writing yours.” the boy said waving the paper he had just gotten back. getting A’s wasn’t exactly hard for zach, once he got the whole bullshitting down and peppered in what the teachers loved to hear it was A’s all around. zach knew this fact and his effortlessness to get A after A bugged the female in front of him more than anyone. He put his hand up for a high five knowing she wouldn’t give him one out of pure annoyance yet he couldn’t help himself. “don’t stress it too much, the pressure being on top isn’t for everyone.” he said smirking and winked at the clearly annoyed girl in front of him. 

sebastian & frankie

send ✵ and my muse will answer the following.

their first impression of your muse: i was instantly captivated by frankie. she was beautiful, funny, and she lit up the entire room. from the first moment i laid eyes on her, i knew she had to be in my life.

current impression: frankie has become one of my closest friends. i still think she’s beautiful and funny but i also know that there is so much more to her.

are they attracted to your muse?: any guy would be crazy if they were not attracted to her.

something they find frightening about your muse: this isn’t even really about her but it’s the power she has over me. i would do anything for her if asked but she never asks anything of me. i don’t even think she realizes how important she is to me.

something they find adorable about your muse:  whenever she tries to cheer me up, which she does quite often, she looks at me as if she is trying to figure out exactly what i need to lighten my mood then once she figures it out, she takes in a deep breath, then with a smile she goes “okay…” and goes on to tell me exactly what i need to hear to feel better.

would my muse sacrifice themselves for yours?: without a second thought.

would my muse go on a date with yours?  platonic/romantic: we go on friend dates all the time i guess. but i currently have a girlfriend so there’s nothing romantic between me and frankie.

one word my muse would use to describe yours: magnetic. whenever we are apart i have a constant feeling or need to be close to her again. but it’s not just me, her personality draws everyone in. it’s impossible to not want to be near her. 

would my muse slap yours if they could?: never ever

would my muse hug/kiss yours?: we hug and kiss each other’s cheeks if that counts? because again, i have a girlfriend so anything beyond that wouldn’t be right.

“Irene. cam you-can you stop, can you please put the phone down for two fucking seconds i’m trying to talk to you.” his tone was filled with annoyance as his girlfriend, well at the moment, the two of them always seemed to have a habit of breaking up. the relationship to outsdiers, or followers of the girls instagram probably thought they were beyond happy, but behind the fake smiles and posed pictures the two of them were consistently at odds with one another. in fact it often felt like irene cared more about having a boyfriend as prop for her followers than she actually cared for him. 

headphones in, shades hiding his sleep deprived eyes, and messy bed head from the night before was the current and most often appearance of the male. skating and interweaving masterfully between people on the busy campus. blending in and not engaging with most of his peers was pretty normal for the boy, in fact he only had a few core people in his life. one of them just happened to be in his eye line. sitting underneath a tree was tiny petite brunette female, who was one of parker’s few friends. she didn’t need parker to say much, which he rarely did, he could constantly make her mix tapes of songs he found and she never called him out for his obscure taste. in fact, a lot of their hangouts consisted of the two sitting side by side sharing earbuds while parker sat sketching. stopping the skateboard her did a forward somersault roll landing a little on his friend and mostly under the tree. “tada.” he said pushing his hair out of his face. “you gotta listen to this song.” he said handing her an earbud. grabbing his bag he opened to a blank page and looked up at the girl flashing her a small smile as he watched her listen to the song.

“oh why thank you.” billie said as her best friend draped his jean jacket over her shoulders and over her tiny frame. she was sure it was things like this that lead the people in their town to believe there was more of a friendship between the two. not to mention the early mornings she spent climbing out of his bedroom window, something she had done since they were kids. yet the older the two of them got, the more the talks about their friendship seemed to circle around their town. it didn’t ever seem to make them change their behavior, and even though it didn’t seem to make sense to most it made sense to them. placing her hand in the pocket she felt something plastic and pulled it out to expose a condom. “planning on using this tonight?” she said in a teasing voice letting out a chuckle. it was no surprise to anyone that nik had a bit of a reputation, however, billie tried to her best not to think about it for too long. when she did the idea of him with another girl made her skin crawl, and despite her resistance she would probably never admit to it being jealousy related. “who’s the lucky girl now?” she asked not sure she wanted to know the answer. 

charlotte tried to keep her focus on the quizzes in front of her and not on the male who was currently lecturing in the front of the class. she would look up every so often, her gaze landing on him. it was like everything in the room stood still and suddenly the two of them were the only ones in the room. she felt her eyes looked on his lips, those lips that had been on her mere hours before this very lecture. she couldn’t even focus on the words he was speaking just the movement of his lips. she realized she had probably been staring for a while now and tried to nonchalantly remove her gaze without causing any suspicion from the students attending the lecture. 

pete sat on the couch as he heard the door open and saw a familiar female in front of him. instantly he couldn’t help but find himself smirking just at the sight of her. mari had quickly worked her way under his skin, and she was like a new drug to him, what they were doing was wrong on so many fronts. sleeping with your brother’s best friend, yeah it wasn’t exactly a cool thing to do, and yet he couldn’t get enough. try as he might, he could never say no to the desires pulling him to the girl. noticing a loose fitting patterned shirt lingering over her smaller frame and quickly knew why it looked so familiar to him. she must of swiped it the last time she was in his room, which, lately was more times than not, usually when the house was empty from his plenty of siblings. jumping over the couch he moved closer to her so the distance between them was almost non-existent. “you do realize that belongs to me right?” he said moving his fingers along the fabric of the shirt pulling her a little closer. “you trying to get us caught?” he said moving her hands over her smaller frame and lifted her up quickly. “I demand you take it off, now.” he said against her lips as made their way to his bedroom, their lips refusing to seperate, as if her lips was his oxygen.