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"Not really. I'm sure you'd survive. But now I'm curious. Let's imagine this here. Imagine that Cooper didn't try to pressure me into sex at 14 and we never met. What would happen?"
"Not really. I'm sure you'd survive. But now I'm curious. Let's imagine this here. Imagine that Cooper didn't try to pressure me into sex at 14 and we never met. What would happen?"
âI donât think Cooper is the reason we met is he?â
"I think it kind of is. He was the reason I ran from that town in the first place. Then I showed up here and everything happened. I think he is."
âOkay okay. Consider he is and we never met⌠I assume I would have found you eventually no matter what it I guess for purpose of this particular improper speculation. I would be the insane guy haunted by every voice of every person heâd ever killed, I would still be without my sister and worst of all Iâd be alone. Iâve come to the point now where I realize that I canât bear to live in a world that you arenât in because that⌠that isnât livingâ,
"You really think that?" Dumb question. A question is a question whether it's dumb or not.
âNo,â he sighed, âI know that. Youâve breathed life into this place whether youâre willing to believe it or not,â
Wren sighed. "I am, yeah." She hated siding with the populars, but she had no other choice, really.
(Morning everyone!)
Lillian let out a small sigh, âOkay theb.â
(Rkrichejedb hello!)
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Darren
Jackie
Kate
(Hi!)
Darren really wished Lillian would come and save him but how could she? He said everything would be okay and then left. He didnât even notice the hands on his chest.
General petitions for School RP fan artâŚ
Darren
Jackie
Kate
Delilah (she said sheâd add her name but she doesnât understand. Lol)
Lillian spotted a friend walk up to her. Her purple dress bounced with every step, âLil!â
Lillian grinned, âHey Val! Howâs life?â
âSo so you know? Anyone congrats on prom queen. I voted for ya!â
âGee thanks.â
(Lol)
âI-I have a girlfââShh,â she put her finger against his lips, âNo one has to know. Itâs just us,â Darren squirmed, mentally screaming for help. âI canât do this. Not to her, I love her.â
âDo it or this entire school will know about Balthazar⌠do you want the hunters to come for you?â âPlease IââShh,â she kissed his lips softly.
(I watched the history of Japan. Iâm ded itâs perfect)
(Yessssss)
Valerie peered around, âSo whereâs your bf?â
âNot here at the moment,â Lillian said feeling something off.
Valerie grinned, âWant me to find him for you?â
Lillian smiled back, âThat would be wonderful thanks.â
âNo problem gurl friend,â Val gave a quick wave before leaving the main room. Lillian felt slightly guilty, but everything didnât feel right at the moment.
Darren pulled back, âI canât do thiââYou can and you will, I have blackmail, and youâre too good to do anything about it,â she purred, lacing their lips back together.
Val wanderedthe halls for a bit, checking the usual places for people to hide. They werenât at any of them, well damn looks like itâs bathroom hunting time.
Where had his tie gone? Her nimble fingers slowly unbuttoned his shirt, his jacket had already been discarded to the floor.
Valerie had checked every girls bathroom and was now cycling through the boys. She finally found Darren and he was with, of course Jess. She whistled to get their, well probably her, attention, âOi! The boyâs taken bitch.â
(When you walk into study hall too the teachers talking. âDid you hear about the quarterbacks injury?â âYeah he got face masked I heard he broke his legâ. I was like⌠naw⌠I dislocated mah kneee)
(Lol)
Darren looked over and sighed in relief. Taking the opportunity to gather his tie and jacket and run out of the bathroom. Jess looked at the newcomer⌠âI had him first,â
Val put her hand on her hip, âIt doesnât matter who âhadâ him first. Itâs whoâs with him now. And Iâm sad to say you lost him gurl, so get the fuck out.â
(Five more weeks of shit my kiddos!(
She huffed and stormed out of the bathroom. Darren sat against the lockers in the hallway with his knees pulled to his chest, running his fingers through his hair and he always did when he was stressed. He hadnât bothered to fix his hair or rebutton his shirt.
âDonât leave me in study hall all alone,â he pleaded.
âI wonât! I just had to do a thing!â She responded.
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