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╰ ゜arthur &. martha ( @shinemade ) .    ᥫ᭡ . ㅤㅤㅤ ↪ only tagged partners may reblog .

        When Ricky’s father had told him that they were moving, he had taken it pretty HARD. He hadn’t wanted to leave East High and his friends behind, especially not with what they had been through TOGETHER, but he also understood that his father needed a fresh start. He had barely been able to look at pictures of Nini after they had broken up, and he couldn’t imagine what it must have felt like for his Dad to still live in the house where they had shared so many memories, but where it had also all fallen apart.

        And maybe California wasn’t TOO BAD. In fact he had very fond childhood memories of it, and while packing his stuff, Ricky had come across an old photo of a girl that had lived just down the street. JULIE. They had played together often, goofing around and making music, as well as that was possible for ten year olds, but when Ricky had moved, they had lost touch. Hell, he wasn’t even sure if she still lived here, or how big the chances were that they were going to go to the same school.

        So Ricky had tucked the photo away and tried to forget about it, right up until his FIRST day of school. He was early, setting up his new locker, when he spotted her. It was almost funny how he INSTANTLY recognized her, even years after not having seen her. His lips involuntarily curved into a smile as he watched her stand at her own locker for a moment, and Ricky briefly considered not going over, because what if she didn’t remember him? But the urge to talk to her was too big, so he eventually picked up his bag and made his way over, leaning against the locker.

       “Hey,” He managed, “So...I’m NEW, and I was wondering if you’d be able to show me the way to my first class,” If she didn’t know who he was, then he could still play this off as having picked her RANDOMLY for directions. This was going to be fine.

          Charlie had yet to exhaust herself skating laps around Cal and his tag-along, but she decided to take a break anyway. She rolled over to the edge of the rink, stepped out and leaned against the wall to get a view of all the skaters. She took her phone out to snag some pics of her awkward, fumbling sibling as he completed perhaps his fourth circuit in the last half hour. Just as she caught a glorious shot of him falling on his ass and being laughed at by a mop-headed tween, she realized she recognized Cal’s antagonist as Julie Molina’s younger brother.

          She put her phone away and scanned her surroundings with an innocent curiosity, wondering if Carlos had come to the rink with any teenage supervision.

          Oh -- and there she was! Julie wasn’t struggling nearly as much as Cal had been, but she was still making her way around the rink with enough clumsiness for Charlie to find an excuse to approach.

        the  request  comes  suddenly  &  she  can  almost  feel  the  questions climbing  to  the  tip  of  her  tongue  .  one  look  at  him  tells  her  it’d  be  better  to  comply  than  waste  time  trying  to  get  him  to  tell  her  what  the mystery  gift  could  be  .  so  she  turns  to  him  fully  ,  eyes  fluttering  shut  as  her  open  hands  reach  in  front  of  her  .  a  warning  is  ,  however  ,  firmly  voiced  .  “  just  so  you  know  ,  if  i  feel  anything  slimy  ,  it’s  ending  up  in  your  hair  .  “