QueenOfWands

Behind Blue Eyes [1x1]

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ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴ'Ｓ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe тнe вαd мαɴ
тσ вє тнє ѕα∂ мαη

ＢＥＨＩＮＤ ＢＬＵＥ ＥＹＥＳ

ＡＮＤ ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴＳ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe нαтed
тσ вє ƒαтє∂

ＴＯ ＴＥＬＬＩＮＧ ＯＮＬＹ ＬＩＥＳ

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Arthur’s grip on the steering wheel seemed to tighten more. It would be stupid of him to think Eva hadn’t had past relationships, yet… he still wished that this hadn’t been the case. In fact, it infuriated Arthur. The idea that another man had put their arms around her, comforted her, laughed with her. Jealousy wasn’t the right word, but Arthur didn’t know what else to call it. The thought of other men thinking they had claimed her in the past infuriated Arthur. And Julius could see this sudden mood shift in Arthur. Hopefully though, that had been the extent of it. But now Arthur wasn’t sure if he had been Eva’s first sexual partner. But that was definitely something he shouldn’t think about, as it may just put him over the edge. How dare anyone have Eva in that way, other than Arthur. He may try to be expressionless, but Julius could read Arthur’s face like a book. Perhaps, Julius would give it a bit more time until he tried to pry from Eva who this past boyfriend was. Maybe when Arthur was a little less stable, or maybe when Eva was a little more vulnerable. Either way, it would make this trip to visit his cousin a lot more interesting. Hell, it as already interesting discovering that his ex-girlfriend was now dating his cousin. “I wouldn’t count on it too much. High school relationships don’t usually last too long after school. You don’t truly know someone until you start to live with each other. Then all the secrets come out.”

Eva had been living at Arthurs for a while now, and luckily he has been able to keep his work private from Eva. But now that Julius brought that up… how long would he be able to keep the charade? Arthur parked his car downtown, they were pretty close to the division line between the Patrones and Munez families. However, Arthur and Julius both knew to keep themselves to the northern side of townhall. It was just a matter of keeping Eva entertained. “The central park isn’t too far from here… A walk, but I think I need the air.” Arthur didn’t really look at Eva as he climbed out of the car, closing the door behind him. Julius took the chance to hop from the back side, and move around to Eva’s side of the car, opening the door for her and reaching out to Eva to help her out. “Oh, shall we have a picnic too then?” Julius teased. Arthur just began to realize he was pretty hungry. If only he had grabbed something from the house. “There are a few places we can eat…” Arthur responded over his shoulder, his focus seemingly on the distance. It was still bothering the back of his mind about Eva and her previous boyfriends.

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Alexander’s heart fluttered in his chest, seeing Gigi agree with meeting him for dinner at seven. Perfect!... Now what was he going to do for the rest of the day? Alexander took in a deep breath of air. He couldn’t go back home, it was too depressing. Terrance had run away with Helene the night before, so he was probably still in bed around this time. Supposedly Eva has been living with Arthur since she got kicked out, and Alex figured Arthur wouldn’t be a great friend to turn to at the moment. Not that he wasn’t a good friend! Arthur was very protective of his friends, and like Gigi he cared- just didn’t like showing it. And Jacob. Hmm, Alexander couldn’t think of a single reason he would be busy. Sure, Jacob and Alyssa had recently gotten back together, but they weren’t nearly as frisky as Terrance and Helene. (At least, Jacob never flaunted it like Terrance did.) Perhaps he would be willing to entertain Alex in the mean time, flipping open his phone, Alexander dialed up Jacob.

“Yo, Alex. What’s up? Happy Birthday, ya know.” Alexander could instantly tell the weariness in Jacob’s voice bringing up the last part. Alexander’s birthdays tended to not be on the happy side. But landing a date with Gigi seemed to keep Alex in a good mood.

“Yeah, thanks man. I got a date with Gigi tonight and-“

“YOU GOT A DATE WITH GIGI? Congrats, my man! Never thought the day would come.”

“Don’t got to rub it in. Anyways, I need to get out of the house til then. Can I come over?”

“Sure thing then, I’ll see you soon.”

Alexander hung up and turned back around on his heels, heading back to his house to get in his car. Jacob on the other hand was shaking his head, smiling. What a lucky bastard! Jacob never thought he would see the day they went on a date. Terrance definitely owed him some cash for a bet now. Jacob pulled out his phone, shooting a message to Alyssa.

Alex says he has a date with Gigi. Best birthday gift for him, imo. Thinking what I’m thinking? A Patrone & Brady steak out, make sure their date goes well? :) I miss sneaking around with my girl.

╚══════╬ "We Swedes are used to the cold... I just don't want you to freeze beside me." ╬══════╝

ＢＵＴ ＭＹ ＤＲＥＡＭＳ．．．

ＴＨＥＹ ＡＲＥＮ'Ｔ ＡＳ ＥＭＰＴＹ

ＡＳ ＭＹ ＣＯＮＳＣＩＥＮＣＥ ＳＥＥＭＳ ＴＯ ＢＥ

Ｉ ＨＡＶＥ ＨＯＵＲＳ， ＯＮＬＹ ＬＯＮＥＬＹ．．．

ＭＹ ＬＯＶＥ ＩＳ ＶＥＮＧＥＡＮＣＥ

ＴＨＡＴ'Ｓ ＮＥＶＥＲ ＦＲＥＥ

✖✖ Translations:...
✖✖ I Feel... Distant
✖✖ I am At... Arthur's Car
✖✖ I am With... Eva and Julius
✖✖ I am Thinking..."Eva..."
✖✖ I am Wearing...Black suit

Shrouds of Hatred | | Tundra ♦ QueenofWands

恋 清水

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☰☱☲☳☴☵☶☷☰☱☲ In the cherry blossom's shade there's no such thing as a stranger. ☴☵☶☷☰☱☲☳☴☵☶☷
☰☱☲☳☴☵☶☷☰☱☲☳☴☵☶☷☰☱☲☳☴☵☶☷☰☱☲☳☴☵☶☷☰☱☲☳☴☵☶☷☰☱☲☳☴☵☶☷☰☱☲☳☴☵☶☷

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The crackling of branches and the movement of a body falling from the tree seemed to be answer enough to Ren’s question. ”AAAAAAYYEE!!” She screamed out, quickly moving her arms to her chest to cover herself, and retreating behind a nearby rock. Peaking her head from behind the rock, her eyes rested on the silver-haired, mischievous boy from earlier. Something in Ren’s chest felt like it was sinking. She knew that this stranger was a demon, was he the same demon that Kaito had been talking about? Was this Ryoshi? The thought of this demon possibly being Ryoshi sadden Ren, for some reason. Jealous? She couldn’t be jealous, for one Kaito practically pored out her heart that she had feelings for this demon. Secondly, Ren is engaged. She shouldn’t have any other man on her mind than Taiki. But it didn’t take long for the pieces to fall in place that this specific demon was not Ryoshi. Especially considering Kaito’s surprise.

Ren slowly peaked her head over the rock, but was cautions to keep her body concealed from the demon. It was already risky that she had been so vulnerably revealing herself to Kaito, but she had done it to try and build trust with her. He was on their side, yet he was a perverted, mischievous, peeping Tom. Ren scoffed slightly, rolling her eyes. But, her patient side was telling her to listen. She had already encountered this demon once, and the Chowa has already… kind of indicated he wasn’t a threat? She wasn’t too sure. The Chowa hadn’t don anything, so there was no certainty to this statement. But he was correct, most evil demons would jump on the chance to attack two defenseless young women. Especially one who was practically locked to the water being exposed. Where as Kaito was standing up. Wow, she really was not afraid to expose herself- no wonder this Ryoshi took a liking to her.

The demon mentioned that he wasn’t a threat since the Chowa would kill him. He was partially correct. As the Chowa was at this moment, it was nothing more than a beautiful, ineffective staff. It had no powers when it wasn’t held in Ren’s hands. But sometimes it was best not to tell anyone this fact. But this demon was mentioning that he knew Ryoshi. Like demons tended to stick together. If anything, this meant to Ren already that this Ryoshi wasn’t much of a threat. However, she couldn’t just take his word for it. She was going to have to let the Chowa, as its purpose, be the judge of Ryoshi’s character. “We will go up the mountain with you.. But one foot out of line and I will banish your soul.”

Ren began to stand up again but feeling the cold air on her skin reminded Ren of why she had been crouching behind a rock in the first place. She bent her knees quickly to duck behind the rock and Kaito began to walk out of the water, wearily watching the new demon boy. “I will only be joining to see Ryoshi… and since Ren will be accompanying us. You keep your hands to yourself, demon.” She shot down the demon’s attempts at flirtation. As Kaito seemed to have the demon entertained, Ren cautiously moved around the backside of the rock, taking a longer route through the trees to quickly grab her priestess gown and conceal her body once more. She let her long black hair drop back down from their bun and she once again took the Chowa in her hands. The Chowa pulsed slightly in her hand, as the sun emblem began to spin. Someone nearby was a friend? Perhaps it was referring to Kaito. Ren steadied the spinning emblem, warily approaching the familiar demon and Kaito as she finished dressing herself as well.

“Lead us to Ryoshi then, demon. And as Kaito said, please keep your hands to yourself.” She watched the mischievous demon, but quickly looked away as to prevent the heat from rising to her cheeks. Damn, she really hoped he hadn’t seen much of herself. Although, she figured, since Kaito was less shy about hiding herself, perhaps the demon was more interested in watching Kaito rather than herself. It was supposed to be a reassuring thought, but for someone reason Ren still felt slightly anxious.

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Oak Pointe Mystery [1 x 1]

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𝒱𝒾𝒸𝓉𝑜𝓇𝒾𝒶 𝒮𝓉𝑒𝑒𝓁XX & XXℜ𝔦𝔠𝔞𝔯𝔡𝔬 ℑ𝔤𝔫𝔞𝔠𝔦𝔬

"𝒜𝓃𝓎𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒹𝑜, 𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒹𝑜 𝒷𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇!"
"ℌ𝔞!"

"𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒹𝑜 𝒶𝓃𝓎𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒷𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊!"
"𝔑𝔬 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔠𝔞𝔫'𝔱!"

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A shiver ran up Victoria’s back for a second, even though she was wearing a jacket in summer. Someone must have been talking about her. Pulling her eyes away from her Instagram feed, he blue eyes met the paralleled blue eyes of Finn, who decided to take up the free real-estate across the table from her. Well, wasn’t this a surprise? She had never seen Finn out in public before, the only place she had ever seen him before was on campus. Well, and at Ricardo’s party the night before. Speaking of which, Victoria averted her eyes when he sat down. What the hell did he want? He made his standing on her pretty clear the night before. He mentioned the jacket and she seemed to shift slightly uncomfortable in her seat. Oh yeah, this was his. She had practically forgotten that she was wearing it. She shrugged. “Not necessarily my style. But they say the 90’s grunge scene is making a comeback.” She sipped on her banana smoothie, watching through sharp eyes at Alice’s behavior.

Alice. Damn. Victoria was better than starting a cat fight in the middle of the food court. But how dare she show her face around here. The mall was her territory. As was the school campus, the beach, the theatre. Why couldn’t Alice just disappear? It was obvious from her aggressive placing down of the milkshake that, to Victoria’s surprise, didn’t explode upon impact. Obviously, Alice was angry having to see Victoria, as was Victoria. But was Alice also angry towards Finn? At least, it seemed that way to Victoria. Had Finn told Alice about what happened the previous night? No way, Finn had nothing to talk about. Besides possibly bragging about being the first guy in a long time to break Victoria’s spirit.

Much to Victoria’s pleasure, Alice left just as quickly as she had arrived. After turning her back to Victoria to walk away, she pulled on a fake smile, and wiggled her fingers as a goodbye. Victoria’s mood seemed to brighten the minute Alice was out of her presence. But what surprised Victoria the most was the fact that Finn hadn’t followed behind her like the lost puppy he usually was. He continued to sit there, chowing down on his own milkshake. He mentioned her minions not being at her side, and she just chuckled, holding the straw in her hand and spinning it around her cup a few times. “I’m a good boss. I give them the day off when I don’t need them. Besides, everyone needs a little me time.” Victoria closed her eyes, taking another sip of her banana shake. Although, Victoria would have been enjoying herself significantly more if Ricardo had been with her. Being alone was too depressing. But even the Queen of Drama needed a break from everyone and everything.

She opened her eyes again, observing the messy hair and outfit of Finn. He really needed a change in wardrobe. “Alice is about to leave you in the dust. Don’t you think you should be hurrying along after your girlfriend?” Victoria asked. Though she spoke sweetly and smoothly, the word girlfriend stung Victoria’s tongue. It was almost like toxins rolling off her tongue rather than honey. It was difficult for Victoria to hide her jealousy. Jealousy? No, that couldn’t be the right word. Victoria, jealous of Alice? As if… But for Finn to reject Victoria as he had the previous night… being taken, or at least infatuated by Alice, was the only logical answer she accepted. Victoria’s hand reached up to one of the hoodie strings, rolling it over in her fingers. She crossed one of her legs, leaning in closer to Finn, her blue eyes continuing to rake over Finn, no differently than they had the night before.

“Well, I have a few more rounds, Augustus. I’ll see you next week… Or tomorrow if you go through your new stash as quickly as you have been lately.” Ricardo grinned cheekily, throwing his backpack back on his shoulders and saluting towards the weird, virtuosic boy “You gotta try it soon, Ricky! Weed and music, the best combination.” In one ear, out the other. Augustus wasn’t wrong. Ricardo had listened to enough music in the past while under the influence to know what it was like to have one’s spirit taken away by the music. But that wasn’t of his concern. Right now, his focus was on work. Or at least it was, until he stepped out of the music shop. As per usual, Ricardo stepped out into the main walkway of the mall, not paying much attention to his surroundings. Why should he? Most people tended to stay out of the way of the tall, menacing, Latino boy. He wasn’t menacing though, people just perceived him as such. However, this time Ricardo walked right into a bystander.

Ricardo could feel himself knocking over someone. And usually Ricardo wouldn’t bat an eye. It was their fault for not keeping an eye out on their surroundings. However, this wasn’t a normal bystander. Now sitting on the ground, was the one and only silver haired beauty from the night before. Ricardo’s scowl shifted to a delighted, playful grin as he stuck his hand down to help up the fallen Alice. “Oh my, belleza. You aren’t following me around now, are you?” He grinned teasingly, his eyes looking over her figure again. Her outfit was significantly different from what she had warn the night before. Why couldn’t she always be wearing a cute dress, or perhaps a skirt. She had nice legs to show off, even with that stupid scar.

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"ℑ 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔬𝔭𝔢𝔫 𝔞𝔫𝔶 𝔰𝔞𝔣𝔢!"
"𝒲𝒾𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒷𝑒𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒸𝒶𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉?"
"𝔜𝔬𝔲 𝔟𝔢𝔱!"
"𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓉'𝓈 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝐼 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉, 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒸𝓇𝑜𝑜𝓀."

"ℑ 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔡𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔨 𝔪𝔶 𝔩𝔦𝔮𝔲𝔬𝔯 𝔣𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔫 𝔞 𝔣𝔩𝔦𝔠𝔨𝔢𝔯!"
"𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒹𝓇𝒾𝓃𝓀 𝒾𝓉 𝓆𝓊𝒾𝒸𝓀𝑒𝓇, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃 𝓈𝒾𝒸𝓀𝑒𝓇!"
"ℌ𝔬𝔴 𝔦𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔟𝔢𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔯??"

Palm Beach Royals: Senior Year

_{Just dropping this off here... Don't mind me.}

Elijah Abrams

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Name

Elijah ✡ Jericho ✡ Abrams

Nicknames

Eli, EJ

Age

17

Gender

Male

Sexuality

Heterosexual

Relationship Status

Saving Himself for the Right One

Label

Computer/Electronics Nerd and Friendly Neighborhood Jewboy

Appearance Details

• Hair: Black with a Blue/Gray Tint, Eli keeps his hair on the shorter side and parts his hair to the right. He keeps himself clean shaven as well. But Eli tends to be focused more on his assignments and personal projects than perfecting his hair or looks.
• Eyes: Exceptionally pale blue. They've also been occasionally confused with being gray.
• Height: 6' 0
• Body Type: Elijah is on the slimmer side, but not athletic. He is known to be a bottomless pit and his family's hearty cooking doesn't help. However, he never seems to pack on the pounds.
• Clothing Style: Lax and not trying hard. Elijah's daily outfit usually consists of a graphic tee shirt, jeans, all stars, and his signature black hoodie. Freezing cold or blazing fire, he doesn't part with his jacket. He also wears a gold Star of David around his neck. He hasn't taken it off since it was given to him by his grandfather for his bar mitzvah.
• Scars, Tattoos and/or Piercings: No scars. And definitely no piercings or tattoos! These are very taboo in Eli's strict family.

Personality Traits

Shy ✡ Observing ✡ Conscientious ✡ Empathetic ✡ Compassionate ✡ Intelligent ✡ Impatient ✡ Nervous ✡ Timid ✡ Short Fuse ✡ Religious ✡ Try Hard

Upbringing Synopsis

Elijah's grandparents fled from Germany during WWII, let's go ahead and get that out of the way. But upon arriving to the States, it didn't take long for the Abrams family to establish roots and open a very successful bank. In fact, so successful that the business spread throughout the USA quicker than they imagined. The family is still greatly coasting on the fumes of Elijah's grandfather's success. However, Elijah has plans to build his own name. Elijah is very family oriented, and doesn't want to break away from traditions and his relatives. However, he doesn't want to continue to live off the back of his grandfather like the rest of his family. The future is in electronics and computers, so at a young age Elijah became very involved in electronics, software, hardware, and their many advancements.

It would be a lie if Elijah wasn't picked on for his heritage. Yeah, yeah, he is Jewish, and his family owns a bank. Can't get much more stereotypical than that. He was bullied quite a bit in his youth over it, though these days it seems that attention has been shifting away from his religious beliefs and more towards his nerdy personality. But through it all, he has never been ashamed of who he was or where his family came from. In fact, the bullying almost seemed to solidify his passion for his background. As such, Elijah tries very hard to be honorable and admirable among his family members, trying his best to be a good boy. Never stay out late, get good grades, and follow strong morals. As a result, Elijah has always been more on the sensitive and caring side.

However, Elijah wants to fit in more at school and since it is senior year, and they say High School is the best time of one's life, Elijah hopes to break out of his cocoon this year. He just may need a bit of a helping hand at being less of an outcast. But Elijah is unsure of how far he should go.

Family

Grandfather: Ezekiel Abrams | 90 years old (And somehow still ticking)
Father: Zacharias Abrams | 55 years old
Mother: Naomi Abrams | 53 years old
Younger Brother: Asher Abrams | 14 years old

Misc.

Dylan Minnette | #565386
Elijah is extremely shy and nervous, but once he opens up to people, it may be harder to get him to shut up.
Elijah will occasionally use Hebrew terms or slang when he is frustrated or trying to get a point across quickly. Hebrew is his first language, so it can sometimes override his use of English.
Elijah loves bagels, this treat is the fastest way to his heart.
Elijah hates arrogant people. Raised in a more traditional way, he tries hard to be modest. His pious personality and awareness of imperfections keeps him level-headed.
However, when pushed enough, Elijah is known to snap easily and quickly.
My Song of the Month

Oak Pointe Mystery [1 x 1]

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𝒱𝒾𝒸𝓉𝑜𝓇𝒾𝒶 𝒮𝓉𝑒𝑒𝓁XX & XXℜ𝔦𝔠𝔞𝔯𝔡𝔬 ℑ𝔤𝔫𝔞𝔠𝔦𝔬

"𝒜𝓃𝓎𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒹𝑜, 𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒹𝑜 𝒷𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇!"
"ℌ𝔞!"

"𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒹𝑜 𝒶𝓃𝓎𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒷𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊!"
"𝔑𝔬 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔠𝔞𝔫'𝔱!"

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After successfully evading the security guard, Victoria’s eyes graced over the many store windows, trying to decide which one to enter first. Prada, Channel, Georgio Armani, Victoria’s eyes lit up looking at the upper end of the shopping mall. Her heart was practically aflutter and she turned towards Ricardo, outstretching an open palm to him. Ricardo glanced at her bare hand and groaned, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a sleek black card to place in her hands. A no limit card that Ricardo’s family had no issues with paying off occasionally. “Don’t go too crazy, Victoria. My mom will get excited thinking I’m buying her things from these places.” Victoria smiled sweetly as the plucked the little card from his hand, turning it over in her hands a few times. She wasn’t unfamiliar with the card- in fact she had one as well. But it felt more reassuring to Victoria that Ricardo was doing this in an attempt to lift her spirits. “Well, if you join me perhaps we can find something for your mom.” Ricardo quickly shook his head, pulling his backpack off his shoulders. He looked around a few times, but as it was still pretty early morning, there weren’t that many wondering eyes.

Unzipping it, he showed to Victoria that he had dozens, if not more, little baggies of a controversial little green plant. Victoria’s eyes widen and she launched her hand forward, clutching his backpack to close it. If she could scream she would, but it was already issue enough that they caused one scene this morning. So under her breath, she screamed through a whisper. “What the hell?? Are you crazy? Why do you have all this shit?” She wanted to slap sense into her mischievous friend, but had to resist the urge as it would definitely draw attention. Ricardo zipped up his bag, throwing it back over his shoulder. He seemed so unfazed and shrugged. “Hey, while I’m here I may as well make a few deliveries. Only regulars- no one else, Vicky. So keep your head on your neck. I’ve done this enough before and haven’t been caught yet. So if you’ll excuse me, I have business to take care of.. Don’t go crazy with my card!” Ricardo snapped at the end and strode away from Victoria, leaving her outside of the luxe shopping stores. Victoria crossed her arms, rather disapprovingly of Ricardo. It really wasn’t her business what he did, but at the same time she really didn’t like it. She simply shook her head, and turned towards the Chanel shop to do some browsing.

A few hours passed and Victoria’s right arm was filled with several shopping bags. Don’t go crazy? Pah! She was doing to get what she wanted as a spite back to Ricardo for bringing his contraband here. He was supposed to be spending time with her and cheering her up. Victoria let out an exasperated sigh. Ricardo had good intentions as her friend, but the two of them were also very selfish. It was a puzzle how they didn’t clash more than they did meld together. Just another guy walking away from her, it seemed. She felt a pinch of pain in her ego, thinking of Finn again. Of course she didn’t have feelings for Ricardo in such a way, but it was still bugging her that Finn had so easily turned her down. And she was beginning to realize the several pounds of clothes, shoes, and sunglasses on her arms weren’t going to cheer her up. Her eyes glanced back at the food court, where a small smoothie and milkshake stand stood. Eating her feelings was probably not the best coping mechanism- especially not for her figure. But a fruit smoothie couldn’t be too bad right now. She made her way to the stand, placing down her friend’s black card. “Banana Smoothie.” She spoke softly, her eyes scanning the scattered people sitting around the food court. She decided she should probably rest her feet for a bit, and enjoy her drink, as she prepared for trip number two around the mall.

Ricardo, on the other hand, stepped into the large music shop near the food court. The walls were lined with just about every instrument imaginable, from a metal, electric guitar, to a hand crafted wood violin. The speakers were playing something classical over it at the moment, which caused Ricardo to smile. That means his main customer was in the house. Sauntering his way to the counter, a very skinny and tall guy stood behind the counter. The store was empty of any customers, so the representative was leaning his back against the counter, eyes closed, and listening to the music play. It really wasn’t to Ricardo’s taste, who liked upbeat hip hop. But everyone has their preferences. “Delivery for Mozart.” The young man opened his eyes in response to the invader of his domain, standing up a bit straighter. The man’s eyes looked lax, but it was obvious he was just preparing himself for a pretentious ramble. “This is Beethoven, if you had- “ Ricardo just put his hand up shaking his head. “Look, I’m not here to have a debate over old man music with you. I’m just making rounds of my deliveries.” Ricardo pulled up his backpack. The young man’s eyes jumped around, as if making sure that there were no other customers. He pulled up his own backpack, pulling out his wallet. The exchange of goods and money was made, and Ricardo leaned on the counter, flicking through the bills he was handed. “How can you listen to this junk? It is practically ear splitting.” Ricardo groaned, feeling as if a head ache would come on. The young man shot Ricardo another glare before rolling his eyes.

“The emotions that resonate through classical music are truly lost on our generation. Perhaps you should blaze one up and listen to it again. The story the music tells without having to say anything… maybe you’ll understand then.” Ricardo rolled his eyes, a story with no words? Come on now. Real music hadn’t existed since the Sugar Hill Gang- at least according to the Ignacio family. And even then, old latino ballads were at least more exciting than this garbage. “Sure, I’ll get right on that…” Ricardo couldn’t roll his eyes harder without his head popping off his shoulders.

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"ℑ 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔬𝔭𝔢𝔫 𝔞𝔫𝔶 𝔰𝔞𝔣𝔢!"
"𝒲𝒾𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒷𝑒𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒸𝒶𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉?"
"𝔜𝔬𝔲 𝔟𝔢𝔱!"
"𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓉'𝓈 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝐼 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉, 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒸𝓇𝑜𝑜𝓀."

"ℑ 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔡𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔨 𝔪𝔶 𝔩𝔦𝔮𝔲𝔬𝔯 𝔣𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔫 𝔞 𝔣𝔩𝔦𝔠𝔨𝔢𝔯!"
"𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒹𝓇𝒾𝓃𝓀 𝒾𝓉 𝓆𝓊𝒾𝒸𝓀𝑒𝓇, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃 𝓈𝒾𝒸𝓀𝑒𝓇!"
"ℌ𝔬𝔴 𝔦𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔟𝔢𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔯??"

Behind Blue Eyes [1x1]

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ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴ'Ｓ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe тнe вαd мαɴ
тσ вє тнє ѕα∂ мαη

ＢＥＨＩＮＤ ＢＬＵＥ ＥＹＥＳ

ＡＮＤ ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴＳ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe нαтed
тσ вє ƒαтє∂

ＴＯ ＴＥＬＬＩＮＧ ＯＮＬＹ ＬＩＥＳ

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Arthur was thrown off by Eva’s odd shift in personality. It sounded like she was being… spiteful towards Julius. Which seemed so out of character for her. But at the same time, she was going through a lot at the moment with her mom. Maybe she just had to get through a few emotions. Still, he had never seen her take out an aggravation against someone like this before. Alright, so no beach. Then what? All Arthur knew was that they needed to get out of the house before dinner started. “We could head downtown. See some of the local sights, and there is a park as well.” Arthur scratched the back of his head. He wasn’t sure why, but he felt as if there was a lot of tension in the air between Julius and Eva. But that didn’t really make sense, this was just their first time meeting, and usually Eva was so friendly towards everyone she met. Yet she seemed so malicious towards Julius. Arthur drew a small smile on the corner of his lips. He was kind of happy that he wasn’t the only one that seemed to dislike his obnoxious cousin’s presence.

Julius looked at Eva wearily, and shrugged. “Park sounds fine.” He ran his fingers through his blonde hair. “Let’s get going then, shall we?” Julius grin, but it seemed he directed the smile more towards Eva than Arthur. But Arthur was too distracted by the thought of getting them out of the house than on the little interactions between Julius and Eva. He was more concerned that Victor could walk in at any moment, it felt like. Taking Eva’s hand in his, he hurried her out the door, Julius in quick pursuit. “Arthur, I had no idea that you had a new girlfriend now. And such a pretty one as well!” Arthur raised an eyebrow at Julius’ statement about a new girlfriend. What did that mean?

“I thought you were dating that dark haired girl, what was her name… Isabelle?” Arthur looked in the rearview mirror of his car at Julius as he just smiled brightly, but still confused by the statement. Arthur knew of Isabelle at school, but he never dated her. People may have associated them together because of their cold personalities, but Arthur wasn’t really interested in that spider. She was… weird. In a very bad way, too. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Julius. Eva is my first girlfriend.” Julius sat forward in the backseat. “Oh, really now? Eva, is Arthur your first boyfriend?’ Arthur tensed up slightly from the question. He had never asked Eva before if he was her first. He wouldn’t doubt that someone else would have fallen just as easily for Eva as it seemed he had. Yet it didn’t sit well with Arthur knowing that another guy had their hands on Eva in the past. He tried not to focus on that, as his hands slightly tightened on the steering wheel, and he focused his glare out the window.

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Alexander took in a deep breath, letting out an exhausted sigh, kicking a rock across the pavement as he strolled away from his house. He couldn’t stay cooped up in his home on his birthday. It would be too depressing for him. He also needed the time to clear his mind and get some fresh air. He felt like such an idiot, not only for actually pouncing on Gigi like he did. But also, for suddenly pushing her away. He wanted her so bad yet… it just didn’t feel right in that moment. She even gave him permission to continue, but… It felt wrong at the same time. Alexander reached in his pocket, procuring the same Alexandrite ring and examining it over. The color changing gem was now a blue-green in the outdoor light, where as it shown a deep red under the lights in his home. He turned it around in his fingers a few times, before tucking it back in his pocket. He needed to find something to do to distract his mind, but he couldn’t stop thinking of how he left Gigi on her bed, so vulnerable to him. Gah!

Alexander punched himself in the head a few times, followed by extracting his phone from his pocket to message Gigi. Sorry for disappearing so fast. Would you like to get dinner tonight?” Well, the only next step he could make towards Gigi was to try and advance their relationship. That was the most logical next step. And if he couldn’t take that step, then perhaps… He shook his head. He didn’t want to think about what the future would entail with Gigi rejecting him.

╚══════╬ "We Swedes are used to the cold... I just don't want you to freeze beside me." ╬══════╝

ＢＵＴ ＭＹ ＤＲＥＡＭＳ．．．

ＴＨＥＹ ＡＲＥＮ'Ｔ ＡＳ ＥＭＰＴＹ

ＡＳ ＭＹ ＣＯＮＳＣＩＥＮＣＥ ＳＥＥＭＳ ＴＯ ＢＥ

Ｉ ＨＡＶＥ ＨＯＵＲＳ， ＯＮＬＹ ＬＯＮＥＬＹ．．．

ＭＹ ＬＯＶＥ ＩＳ ＶＥＮＧＥＡＮＣＥ

ＴＨＡＴ'Ｓ ＮＥＶＥＲ ＦＲＥＥ

✖✖ Translations:...
✖✖ I Feel... Nervous
✖✖ I am At... Arthur's Car
✖✖ I am With... Eva and Julius
✖✖ I am Thinking..."Gotta get out of the house..."
✖✖ I am Wearing...Black suit

Oak Pointe Mystery [1 x 1]

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𝒱𝒾𝒸𝓉𝑜𝓇𝒾𝒶 𝒮𝓉𝑒𝑒𝓁XX & XXℜ𝔦𝔠𝔞𝔯𝔡𝔬 ℑ𝔤𝔫𝔞𝔠𝔦𝔬

"𝒜𝓃𝓎𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒹𝑜, 𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒹𝑜 𝒷𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇!"
"ℌ𝔞!"

"𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒹𝑜 𝒶𝓃𝓎𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒷𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊!"
"𝔑𝔬 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔠𝔞𝔫'𝔱!"

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Victoria followed Ricardo quickly up to the top of the stairs, where Ricardo threw open the door to his parents room. “Get out! Everyone knows this room is off limits!” However, the room was bare and completely clean. Nothing like the wrecked remains of the rest of the house from the party. Victoria pulled the door closed behind her, her eyes staring down at her hands as she pulled the door to. “What gives, Victoria? Ain’t no one in here.” Victoria whipped around, crossing her arms in front of her chest. Ricardo was slightly caught off guard by the sight, the mascara and eyeliner that Victoria had spent hours probably perfecting had left long black streaks down her cheeks, her eyes were a little bit on the blood-shot side as well. Ricardo’s fist clenched, his face becoming serious with anger. Ricardo’s loyalty to Victoria was different from that of the guys she charmed. Where they did her bidding to get a chance at having her, Ricardo’s loyalty laid with Victoria because of their shared power and respect for one another. Seeing Victoria, someone who was practically her sister, like this made Ricardo’s blood boil with rage.

“What happened! Was it Finn?? I swear, I’ll kick that twerp’s ass!” Ricardo growled in his throat and Victoria quickly shook her head. “It wasn’t Finn. It was that damned Alice!” She brought the sleeves of her jacket back to her face, rubbing away the black smudges, she turned her back towards Ricardo, moving towards the window. Ricardo was taken aback for a second, the anger fading slightly to shock. Alice couldn’t have done anything to Victoria, she was with him in the pool almost the entire time. She couldn’t have done something to upset Victoria. Yet, here she was, watching the duo retreat into an uber. Victoria’s jaw clenched watching the two get into an uber together, having to fight back the tears. Her ego was successfully shattered by that complete loser, and he probably didn’t even know it… She felt ashamed.

Ricardo stood by her, watching the both of them retreat as well, but his focus remaining on Alice. Damn, she got away… and yet she had been so close in his grasp. “So… do you want that in wire transfer or?...” Victoria started, and Ricardo watched her with disbelief. She wasn’t serious, was she? Was she actually admitting defeat to Ricardo? It was obvious this stupid bet probably meant more to Victoria than it had Ricardo. What happened between her and Finn to cause this? Ricardo glared out the window again, taking a deep breath. “Ahhh, Mi Reina… The bet isn’t over yet. I haven’t charmed Alice any more than you probably have Finn…” Victoria seemed to shake her head in response, sighing in exasperation. It still bothered Ricardo not knowing what had happened between the two while he had been so distracted by Alice. Did he reject her? It didn’t seem like it, she was wearing his jacket after all. And usually Victoria’s MO was to only hold on to the jackets of guys that she had hooked up with. But if they had hooked up, she would probably be rubbing it in Ricardo’s face, and getting the money off him instead. Even then, Ricardo wondered if Victoria would be whistling a different tune if she knew that he ‘cheated’ by spiking Alice’s drink… Maybe not really cheating, it was just strategy.

Still, he felt pissed at Finn, and he wasn’t going to hold that back next time he saw him around. Victoria seemed to be struggling with turning off the tears, and Ricardo put a comforting hand on her shoulder. “Reinaaaaa. Don’t cry over a peasant. Especially not one like Finn. I know what will cheer you up. Let’s clean out the rest of the bottles downstairs. Then tomorrow I’ll treat you to a shopping trip, huh?” Ricardo tried to smile for Victoria, and the prospects of a shopping trip seemed to lift up Victoria’s spirits, as she finally began to calm down.

“Heh, I don’t know if that is a good idea for your wallet.” Victoria teased Ricardo, making her way towards the bedroom door after clearing away the last black stain running down her cheeks. Ricardo chuckled playfully, following suit. “You may be right. But look how it cheered you up instantly… Besides, I have some of my own business to handle there.” Ricardo rubbed the back of his head, returning to the party with Victoria. After getting more drinks in her, Victoria seemed to cheer up, and she tended to her broken ego by grabbing the attention of the basketball team’s captain, away from one of her own little minions. The minion may have been upset, but she wasn’t going to do anything about it- especially if it would anger Victoria. But even having the tall, dark, and handsome man entrapped in her snare, Victoria couldn’t help but replay over and over what happened between her and Finn in the office room. How he flat out rejected her advances. Over and over it played through her mind like a broken record.

While Ricardo worked on polishing off the last of his own bottle, his mind drifted back to being in the pool with Alice. He tried so hard to stitch the pieces of his memories back together. If only he had appreciated the way Alice’s face had looked so nervous for longer… Or how seductive she looked as well, because piecing the memories together didn’t do it justice. He wanted to see that face again.

By 10 o’clock sharp the following morning, the town’s mall was open for business, and of course one of the first to step foot inside was none other than Victoria Steel. Now trading in her party romper for a stylish summer dress. But, it wasn’t the only thing she wore, as she still had the black, ratty jacket that belong to Finn resting on her shoulders. Purse and phone in hand, Victoria took in a deep breath of the mall’s large café. The mall was only one of her many kingdoms, and being here allowed for Victoria to alleviate stress, and allow for the issues of the previous night to slip away. Sitting at one of the food court tables already, was a significantly groggy Ricardo, hiding his steely eyes behind a pair of black sunglasses. His hair was a mess, however his sense of style didn’t seem to fail him this morning. The Latino groaned as Victoria approached, rubbing his face. Obviously hungover. “Global warming is true, Reina… I swear the sun is hotter and brighter than it has ever been before.”

Victoria laughed, playfully knocking off Ricardo’s glasses. Over dramatically, Ricardo caused a scene of falling out of his seat and throwing his legs and arms in the air, practically knocking over the chair and table he sat at. Like a total goofball! Victoria had to stifle laughter, quickly picking up her friend as some security guards were beginning to notice the ruckus. “Oh my god, get up. Get up!! We gotta go! I thought you could handle your drinks better than this, Ricky!” Victoria laughed playfully, pulling Ricardo to his feet and hurriedly running away from approaching security guards.

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"ℑ 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔬𝔭𝔢𝔫 𝔞𝔫𝔶 𝔰𝔞𝔣𝔢!"
"𝒲𝒾𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒷𝑒𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒸𝒶𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉?"
"𝔜𝔬𝔲 𝔟𝔢𝔱!"
"𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓉'𝓈 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝐼 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉, 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒸𝓇𝑜𝑜𝓀."

"ℑ 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔡𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔨 𝔪𝔶 𝔩𝔦𝔮𝔲𝔬𝔯 𝔣𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔫 𝔞 𝔣𝔩𝔦𝔠𝔨𝔢𝔯!"
"𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒹𝓇𝒾𝓃𝓀 𝒾𝓉 𝓆𝓊𝒾𝒸𝓀𝑒𝓇, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃 𝓈𝒾𝒸𝓀𝑒𝓇!"
"ℌ𝔬𝔴 𝔦𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔟𝔢𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔯??"

Behind Blue Eyes [1x1]

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ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴ'Ｓ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe тнe вαd мαɴ
тσ вє тнє ѕα∂ мαη

ＢＥＨＩＮＤ ＢＬＵＥ ＥＹＥＳ

ＡＮＤ ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴＳ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe нαтed
тσ вє ƒαтє∂

ＴＯ ＴＥＬＬＩＮＧ ＯＮＬＹ ＬＩＥＳ

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Alyssa Myles stood by the oven, flicking on the light to peer in. A few hours like this, and the roast was going to be simply amazing and tender. Alyssa could feel an angsty presence behind her, and she stood up, not turning around. “Ah, Arthur. You’re home. Did you bring Eva?” She smiled a little, playing with one of the small braids that hung from her face. Arthur slammed his hand on the granite counter top, but the loud bang didn’t seem to startle Alyssa in the slightest.

“Victor can’t come here tonight.” Alyssa turned towards Arthur, raising a concerned eyebrow, but also showing an expression of sadness. “And why not? You haven’t seen him since you were a baby. Are you not excited to see your Godfather?”

“I’m not excited about the man killing my girlfriend’s mother sitting at the dinner table with us. The man that is also her father.” Arthur’s head was pounding and he had to sit down. This was all so confusing and convoluted, it was getting hard for Arthur to keep track of who was what and where and how and… Arthur held his head in his hand, as if to attempt suppressing the pounding in his head. Protecting Eva seemed to get harder and harder with each passing day. The stress alone would probably kill Arthur. Procuring some Tylenol and a glass of water, Alyssa slid them towards Arthur, an understanding and sympathetic look on her face. “I see… Your father informed me on the situation…” Alyssa seemed to carefully pick her words. It was obvious again that his parents knew more about the situation than Arthur did. There was no point in asking, threats didn’t faze his parents, and they wouldn’t reveal anything to him unless it was completely necessary. “You two don’t have to stay for dinner tonight then… I knew about Victor and Evelyn, but… I didn’t know their daughter was…” She rubbed her chin slightly as if to ponder it. Arthur took the Tylenol and water, taking large gulps to try and calm himself.

“You two don’t have to stay for dinner then. But I still want you to show Julius around the city. Poor boy has been stuck on a plane for hours, he needs some company… And company around his age, not just me and your father.” Alyssa turned her attention back to the roast, and Arthur rose to his feet again, sighing in relief. At least he had one less thing to worry about with Eva. Walking back towards the living room, Arthur seemed to walk in just at the end of Julius’s talking to Eva.

While Arthur had retreated to the kitchen, Julius felt confronted by Eva. There seemed to be a guilt welling up in his chest, but he didn’t let it get to him so easily. “I’m here visiting my family… boyfriend, huh?” Julius’ eyes moved up towards the door where Arthur had disappeared to and he couldn’t help to laugh. “I didn’t realize you had a type, Eva. Or at least appearance wise. Long blonde hair, blue eyes. Arthur could practically be my twin… I guess you miss me still, hm?” Julius maliciously teased Eva. Of course she didn’t still have feelings for him, after he broke her heart leaving for Victoria. However, there was something in Julius that wished that Eva still wanted him, and somehow pretending that Eva was only with Arthur because of their similar appearances seemed to settle something in Julius. “Loyal. Haha! Arthur’s loyalty lies with the highest bidder, and you don’t even seem to know that yet.” With that, Arthur re-entered the room. The malicious look on Julius’ face seemed to soften seeing Arthur, but that goofy grin didn’t go away.

“Aunt Alyssa says the beach is still nice this year. I packed a swimsuit too! Why don’t we head there? Does that sound fun, Eva?” Arthur sighed in annoyance at his cousin. He was too uppity at this time of day. In fact, he was too preppy all times of the day. Assuming that the two must have introduced one another when Arthur too leave to the kitchen, Arthur placed his hand on Eva’s shoulder. Arthur looked towards Eva, questioning her in a glance if going to the beach was something she would like to do.

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If that’s what you want? Woah, woah, woah, woah. That is not part of the script. Hold up. Alexander broke away from Gigi, sitting up as straight as a board in the bed. That was not what usually followed Alexander’s advances, and it was enough of a shock to wake him up. Or at least, it should have been enough to wake him up. But he was still here in this dream, and Gigi was still laying down on the bed, in her pajamas, face burning just as hot as the sun. Alexander reached his hand to his arm and quickly squeezed his skin. Ow, that hurt. That hurt? Oh shit, this wasn’t a dream. Alexander felt his face grow red with bashfulness as well. He had- he was about to- with Gigi. No, no, this wasn’t how he wanted it to be. It had to be more special than a morning banging session. His brain seemed to become overloaded as he stared at Gigi, not completely sure how to respond. He wanted her, yes, but he wanted his first time with Gigi to be special… and definitely not when he was practically in a sleepy haze… Speaking of which, his mind raced to last night.

How had he ended up in Gigi’s apartment, let alone her bed! She had always been so distant and pushing him away, how did he come so far without realizing it? “Gigi, did anything happen last night?” He spoke somewhat nervously, quickly jumping out of bed. He was in his boxers, and she had been in her pajamas. So that was sign enough for Alexander that he hadn’t done anything to her yet. But still, he felt extremely nervous. “I- I’m sorry about that. I didn’t- I-“ Alexander seemed flustered at the thought of being so close to taking Gigi. And why wasn’t he taking Gigi? She wasn’t denying him, she wanted him to continue, didn’t she? But no, it still felt wrong… The moment wasn’t right… It wasn’t what he wanted for their first time. “I- I- Gotta- Jacob needs- We- BYE!” Alexander scrambled to find what clothes of his he had scattered on the floor, grabbed them up, and sped out of Gigi’s apartment.

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Terrance felt a little guilty when Helene mentioned feeling hung over. Woops, that was kinda his fault. Was that why she seemed so nervous? Did she think she had been tricked into being with him? He cold feel his heart sinking slightly in his chest at the thought of Helene revoking the things she had said to him last night. But as she continued on, it seemed to push away those thoughts. She was concerned for his safety? Terrance put his hand on his mouth to try and stifle laughter. But a small giggle couldn’t help to escape the corner of his lips. His eyes simply trailed over what figure of her he could see and he sighed patiently. Helene had been attacked… the night he should have told her how he felt to begin with. Terrance could feel the guilt washing over his body. If he had been there, there wasn’t a doubt in his mind that he could have protected Helene. Yet she seemed so unsure. What did she take him for? An amateur?

“I’m sorry that I wasn’t there to protect you that night. I should have been.” Terrance’s eyes looked down at the sheets. He reached his hand towards her, rubbing her back gently. But her concern only entertained Terrance as he grinned to her. “Hey, I’ve been in this game as long as you have. If nothing has taken me out yet, then I feel pretty confident… Besides, I’d lay my life on the line if it mean protecting you, Helene. Why do you think I punched Isaac? Because it would be fun?... I wanted to protect you, I wanted to have you, Helene. And nothing is going to stop me from that. Not even the threat of death.” Terrance moved his arm around her hips, pulling her closer to him in the bed. He smiled, feeling her bare skin pressed on his chest and he leaned down, kissing her shoulder sweetly.

╚══════╬ "We Swedes are used to the cold... I just don't want you to freeze beside me." ╬══════╝

ＢＵＴ ＭＹ ＤＲＥＡＭＳ．．．

ＴＨＥＹ ＡＲＥＮ'Ｔ ＡＳ ＥＭＰＴＹ

ＡＳ ＭＹ ＣＯＮＳＣＩＥＮＣＥ ＳＥＥＭＳ ＴＯ ＢＥ

Ｉ ＨＡＶＥ ＨＯＵＲＳ， ＯＮＬＹ ＬＯＮＥＬＹ．．．

ＭＹ ＬＯＶＥ ＩＳ ＶＥＮＧＥＡＮＣＥ

ＴＨＡＴ'Ｓ ＮＥＶＥＲ ＦＲＥＥ

✖✖ Translations:...
✖✖ I Feel... Nervous
✖✖ I am At... Myles Household
✖✖ I am With... Alone
✖✖ I am Thinking..."Shit shit shit shit"
✖✖ I am Wearing...Black suit

Oak Pointe Mystery [1 x 1]

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𝒱𝒾𝒸𝓉𝑜𝓇𝒾𝒶 𝒮𝓉𝑒𝑒𝓁XX & XXℜ𝔦𝔠𝔞𝔯𝔡𝔬 ℑ𝔤𝔫𝔞𝔠𝔦𝔬

"𝒜𝓃𝓎𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒹𝑜, 𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒹𝑜 𝒷𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇!"
"ℌ𝔞!"

"𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒹𝑜 𝒶𝓃𝓎𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒷𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊!"
"𝔑𝔬 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔠𝔞𝔫'𝔱!"

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Victoria practically squirmed with enjoyment hearing Finn get so nervous. It was obvious in his voice, and practically in his rough breathing. In her head, she could imagine how hard and fast his heart was pounding, as if it would shoot out of his chest. It just made her smile more with glee, having this power over a guy. Having the power to make them squirm and fall prey to her. Yet, he still pulled away from her. A… mistake? She had never heard a guy use that term before in reference to her charm, and for some reason… it felt as if her heart was sinking into her gut. He frantically stood up, grabbing up his shirt and turning away from her to leave the room. He was rejecting her advances? It actually really hurt Victoria. Hurt her ego, that is. No guy has ever been able to resist her charms before, to resist the sexy, longing look she gave guys. They always fell for her appearance yet, Finn could so easily and willingly break away from her.

Alice. That was the first thought that hit Victoria’s mind. Finn claimed they weren’t seeing each other… But even if you aren’t seeing someone, you can still have romantic feelings for them, right? Victoria rose to her feet, wrapping her arms around herself, and gripping tightly to Finn’s jacket that she had wrapped around herself. She started to take it off, but when her exposed skin felt the air, it felt too cold to bear. She kept his jacket on her, not wanting to let it go. Like any spoiled girl, who wasn’t getting what she wanted- wasn’t having everything her way, she came to her last resort. “Is it me or… is it because of Alice?” Victoria’s voice cracked, and the bottom of her eyes began to puff up, tears collecting in her bottom eyelids. The waterworks had started. Victoria took in a deep breath, as if to try and steady herself. “Hot, gorgeous, whatever I am she is always better. If I’m hot, then she is sexy. If I’m gorgeous, then she is radiant.” She felt her voice getting choked up in her throat, and she moved past Finn towards the door, bumping past him as she used the sleeve of his jacket to wipe the tears from her eyes. She looked up at Finn, a few more tears rolling down her cheeks as she wiped them away with the sleeve of his jacket.

“Am I really a mistake to you?...” She barely whispered out, before turning to the door. Swinging it open and slamming it behind her, she left Finn in the room. Taking a deep breath, Victoria regained her exposure, wiping away the tears on her face, and turning off the water show. She marched her way to the living room, seeing out the window where Ricardo and Alice where. Alice… For some reason, she hated her more in this moment than she had for a few months. Victoria reached for the sliding glass door, pulling it open. She had to interrupt whatever was going on between them. Not only to keep Ricardo from winning the bet… but to try and inflict the same hurt on Alice. Though whether or not the latter would be successful was beyond Victoria.

What was this hiccup in his chest that Ricardo felt? He closely observed Alice as she seemed to hone on in him like a missile. Was she trying to charm him? The way her eyes playfully teased him, trying to focus on his face but occasionally looking at his body. Wow, she really knew how to get a buy bothered up, and it only made Ricardo want to chase her more. She was stepping closer, and Ricardo leaned his back against the edge of the pool, taking another sip of his drink, his eyes remaining locked on the silvery haired girl before him. He saw as her eyes darted towards his lips, and for a quick moment he did the same to hers. They were cupid’s bow shaped, full, but not large like some girl’s seemed to like. They reminded Ricardo of a soft bed that he could burry himself in. He could feel his heartbeat increasing slightly as she continued to grow closer to him.

Woah, this was a major shift in gears for Alice. She had once been so appalled by him, she would pull herself away from Ricardo. But now she was playing with him, toying with his mind. It couldn’t be her drink anymore, as Ricardo only began to suspect that it would start to wear off soon. Damn, his chances of seeing Alice naked seemed so far. Yet at the same time, they felt as if it were just in reach as she came so close, he felt as if he could feel her hand on the skin of his chest. His eyebrows shot up, his eyes growing slightly with shock when she said his name. Damn, he loved the way it sounded leaving her lips, it was practically intoxicating. He felt as if he couldn’t breath for a second, his voice caught in his throat as she toyed with him. He felt the urge to… kiss her. And just as that urge crossed his mind, she broke away from him. She was playing him like a violin! Oh, Alice, you cheeky girl! Victoria really did have a run for her money when it came to Alice. No wonder Ricardo’s best friend had felt so threatened by her presence. Alice had probably outdone the master at this point, at least to Ricardo. Victoria had never been able to charm Ricardo before, but now Ricardo slightly understood why so many guys had been so willing to follow Victoria’s bidding.

But Ricardo was stronger than those guys, and he wasn’t about to let Alice play his game against himself. He stood up straighter, his muscles rippling under his skin as he closed in on Alice, backing her up against the wall of the pool side. His gray-blue eyes stared intently back into Alice’s, summing up his competition. He allowed his eyes to hungrily wander up her body again, before locking back on her eyes, producing his charming smile on his lips. “Not here to let loose… or enjoy life. Then, my sweet belleza. What brought you here today?” He moved in on her, looking down into her sweet eyes. He spoke gently, but deeply as he murmured quietly to her. “One doesn’t come to a party to not let loose, or have fun. Something else must have drawn you here… to me, hm?” He purred roughly in his throat, his eyes looking at her lips again. The urge to kiss her seemed to overwhelm him again, but he quickly pushed that away. It wasn’t about that anymore, about that bet. It was personal now, she had turned on something inside himself, and he was enjoying this new game too much.

“You act like you are so repulsed by me… Then why do you tease me so? Let me give you what your heart desires, Belleza…” He spoke smoothly, his hand slowly moving up and out of the water. He cupped her cheek and jaw in the palm of his hand, letting his thumb gently run across her cheek, brushing a small lock of her silvery hair away. “RICARDO! THERE ARE PEOPLE FUCKING IN YOUR PARENT’S ROOM!” The shrill scream of Victoria seemed to pierce the air, snapping Ricardo back into the reality of his party. He looked towards Victoria, glaring and annoyed at her interruption of his game, stepping back from Alice. “Damn.” Ricardo’s eyes glanced at Alice again and he took a deep breath to sigh. “Well… We will have to pick this up again later, hm?” Giving a quick wink, he turned from Alice, climbing out of the pool, grabbing a towel from one of the many sunbathing chairs, and began to dry himself off before heading into the house with Victoria on his tail. Ricardo was quick to notice the jacket that was on Victoria’s shoulders. Obviously belonging to that loser Finn. Shit… was it a trophy? Did she really get that far with him tonight? Damn.

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"ℑ 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔬𝔭𝔢𝔫 𝔞𝔫𝔶 𝔰𝔞𝔣𝔢!"
"𝒲𝒾𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒷𝑒𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒸𝒶𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉?"
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"𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓉'𝓈 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝐼 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉, 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒸𝓇𝑜𝑜𝓀."

"ℑ 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔡𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔨 𝔪𝔶 𝔩𝔦𝔮𝔲𝔬𝔯 𝔣𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔫 𝔞 𝔣𝔩𝔦𝔠𝔨𝔢𝔯!"
"𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒹𝓇𝒾𝓃𝓀 𝒾𝓉 𝓆𝓊𝒾𝒸𝓀𝑒𝓇, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃 𝓈𝒾𝒸𝓀𝑒𝓇!"
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