#tfrtyler

At the beginning of senior year, Sapphire Vandervort (the Sapphire Vandervort) was about to do something completly out of character. And she could practically imagine the smug look on her sister’s face with every step she took. She almost turned around at least a dozen times... But she didn’t. Instead, trying to look entirely not suspicious, she approached Tyler Van Buren --- textbook nerd but also a regular attendee at Logan Hunter’s preferred booth so. She figured she could work this. Hopefully.

Hey... Tyler, right? [ She absent-mindedly flipped her hair to the one side ] Have you got a sec? I mean, of course you do for me. It won’t take long, promise but it is like, super important.

... Actually maybe we should go somewhere a little less crowded.

Oh, I think we all know where they disappeared to. Sapphire doesn’t exactly have a shiny clean reputation about these kinds of thing. And besides, by my last count, Sapphire and Tyler have been together for about a month now, which has to be the longest relationship she’s ever had. It’s honestly no surprise things are starting to crumble around them. It’s just a shame she had to drag a third party into her mess. I’m getting flashbacks to the drama of Rose and Jesse’s breakup just from the mention of it. Better start picking sides now, Upper East Siders. Team Tyler or Team Jake? May the best man win.

“So... Sapphire Vandervort, huh?”

Save the date. Save the date. ---Sapphire had thought of more than one thing she’d like to do with that date and ‘save’ it hadn’t made the cut. But, of course, what did daddy dearest care about that? Hadn’t he made the conscious decision to send them to his daughters at his wife’s home (ex-wife). Or maybe that little detail had been the mistress’ doing. ... Or maybe her daddy just wasn’t the person she’d been making him out to be, clinging onto, hoping he still was. Sapphire was so tired of defending him.

That made it so much worse because that meant that all this time he had been making a fool out of her. All the times she’d pushed and pushed to remind her dad that she was still there, his family were still there and for what? Saving the date. Needless to say she hadn’t taken the news well and her little sober pledge at Sophia’s party had not held up. Essentially, and she hated to admit it especially to herself, it was her damned dad who was to blame for the night she had just had. Admittedly she couldn’t remember much except from it had been very bad and she had smiled way too much. Oh and it was loud.

Now what Sapphire really had not planned on was stumbling through the gate of the Van Buren household. Nor had she planned on finding (after a few ill attempts and a newly chipped garden gnome) that spare key Tyler had told her about in her room. Tyler, Tyler, Tyler... A too-loud giggle suddenly erupted out of her as she stabbed at the key hold for the fifth time. It was way past the hour of morning come down but if she remembered correctly around all the tequila shots and faceless people, he had said something about breakfast. With that she managed to turn the key properly and stumbled gracefully through it, even managing to close it behind her quietly. Sort of. Tip-toeing was a little hard to do in her high heels but she did her best and it was totally going well... Until she tripped on the rug and went tumbling onto the sofa.

“Sh,” she giggled to herself, a mess of blonde hair and glitter, legs and high heels the only things visible to whoever might come down to witness this particular mess. She managed to suppress her giggling just in time to hear that someone come down and tried unsuccessfully to sit upright. “Hey boyfriend, I’m like, 99% sure you said something about breakfast. Or schnapps. Maybe both? Either way... Morning,” she tried to whisper, vaguely hoping that she hadn’t just sort of hit on Mr Van Buren.

Freya stood up happily, however a little wobbly on her feet and grinned. “Come on then.” She smiled, and into the closet she went. “Obviously, no offence we aren’t exactly going to have a hot make out session. So...since we are in the dark we could either exchange ghost stories, or secrets which will lay in this closet and these seven minutes forever and never to come back to haunt us?”

A Sapphire && Tyler Moodboard: 1/?

“I wouldn’t end up in jail. Apparently my only crime is spending too much time with you. Not exactly a punishable offense last I checked.”

“Ha, yeah. Our illustrious affair already plaster over the pages of Gossip Girl. What will our signification others think?”

Typhire && Aesthetic.

Sapphire: So I hear we're doing something very very good. Or very very bad.

Sapphire: I hope it's bad