Sugar and Spite

*Clumsily introduces self*

@Valgaerd Welcome to the Guild. ~

I'm most often known as Haley, but some call me Aria, Blue, Bitch, Idiot - I answer to just about anything.

Um.... it's really late for me, so I'm not going to got that far into detail with the whole welcome thing. Feel free to @ me or shoot me any questions via PM or discord. Happy writing.

Palm Beach Royals: Senior Year

_{Staring Oliver and Sunshine}

While he was on his way back from lunch, Oliver Grayson would find himself in a total cliche situation. Staring at his feet, not paying an attention to where he was going, the young man bumped into a… non-familiar person causing her to drop her books. Oliver could have sworn he knew everyone at Kings Academy. Nonetheless, he bent down to help her pick up the papers strewn across the hall.

”Sorry about that. Guess I should pay more attention to where I’m going, huh?”

The girl laughed. ”Don’t worry. This happens a lot more than you’d actually think. I like to blame it on all the daydreaming I do.”

Handing the last of the papers back to her, he stood up, brushing off his pants. ”I don’t think I’ve ever seen you around here before,” he said, extending a hand politely. ”I’m Oliver Grayson, resident Gossip and Secret Keeper of Kings Academy.”

Stuffing her books into her bag, she shook Olivers hand. ”Sunshine Hollingsworth. Resident new person and LA transfer,” she said with a smile. ”Say… could you help me find the office? I thought I knew where it was, but I keep walking in circles and ---”

Oliver chuckled. ”Right this way, Ms. Sunshine.” Leading the way down the hall, it was hard for Oliver to focus on the conversation with Sunshine. He was still trying to make up his mind on something pretty major - well, major for him, anyway. Lucky for him, Sunshine had experience with these things.

”Something on your mind?”

”What? N-... well, yeah, there is, actually. I um… Can I ask you something? I mean, I don’t really have anyone to talk to about it, and you’re new so you don’t have an opinion of me a--”

”Just ask the question, dude,” Sable said as she stopped walking.

”It’s not really a question, I just need an opinion, but.” He paused for a moment, taking a deep breath. ”I’m gay. Or at least, I thought I was gay. I’ve never been in a relationship and I’ve always been attracted to guys. I mean, I even watch gay porn.” Oliver stopped, visibly wincing at his choice of words. Sunshine gave him a nod of encouragement. ”Anyway. The school did some weird experiment and I got paired with this really great girl. Gorgeous, awesome personality. We ended up kissing and now I’m sort of questioning things? I’ve never had a problem with looking at girls, you know, and thinking ‘hey, she’s pretty’ and I’ve never had a problem doing that with guys either. It’s just… I liked the kiss? And now --”

”Dude. Take a deep breath. You’re turning blue. I get it.’”

”You do,” he asked, obviously confused.

”Mhm. I thought I was straight, then I ended up kissing a girl and found out I liked that too. I went from being straight, to bi, to pan. Romantic, that is. I’m demisexual. Sexualitites are a complicated thing and no one can blame you for being confused.”

”So how do I know?”

”You just do. And I think you already do, or else you wouldn’t be so weirded out.”

”Okay, Sunshine, but how do I know?

The girl rolled her eyes. ”Kiss me.”

Shocked, Olivers eyes widened. ”I - what?”

”You liked the kiss with this homecoming girl, right? So if you’re uncertain because if it was the girl, or if it was because she was a girl --- just kiss me.”

Oliver was torn on what to do. No girl - no person had ever said those words to him. Chalking it up to one of those ‘what the hell moments’, Oliver did as told. It was a slow kiss, lasting for only a few moments, but it was long enough.

”So?”

”I - I.. uh… Your lips are really soft,” the young man commented, his face beginning to turn red.

”Did you like the kiss?”

Oliver didn’t know many things when it came to girls, but he was pretty sure that this was a trick question. He gave the best and most honest answer. ”Yeah.”

”And have you ever kissed a guy before?” Oliver nodded. ”Did you like that kiss?”

”I - yeah. Yeah, I did,” he said, rubbing the back of his neck.

”Congrats buddy. You’re bi. Well, I’m 95% sure you’re bi. Just go tell this girl you like her, okay?”

Olivers face lit up. ”Right. Uh.. right. Thanks,” he said, taking off in the opposite direction.

”Hello! Office! Remember,” Sunshine shouted after him.

”Straight down the hall, take your first left and it’s the second door on your right,” he called back, not bothering to turn around. He was on a mission now.

Post a random fact about yourself.

Okay, so, irony time.

As some of you know, I joke about death. A lot.

But, in reality, I'm quiet scared of death. Not really death itself, but what comes afterward.

Is there an afterlife? Heave? Hell? Reincarnation?

Guess there's only one way to find out.

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I'm an idiot.
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Post a random fact about yourself.

I'm trying something new.

Not skydiving, or a new cuisine.

No.

As many of you know, I have trouble sleeping. For the longest time, I've laid and stared at the ceiling with a thousand thoughts running through my head, or distracted myself with social media until I finally pass out.

I haven't had the inspiration to write anything in a while, and what I have wrote has been forced.

So tonight, I opened up a google doc, and I just wrote whatever came to mind.

Here's to seeing how this works out.

The Quiet Thoughts of an Overactive Mind

You ask all of these questions, and you demand answers.

Answers you deserve, and answers I do not have.

Answers to questions the no one else has ever cared to ask.

You stand there, with your angry expression and your pleading eyes - yet I cannot answer.

I try to force the words to come out, my lips to make the movements - but still, no sound comes from my mouth.

So there we sit, staring at each other, in some sort of stand off.

It’s not that I don’t want to answer. It’s that your questions expose me. Leave me vulnerable, and unsheltered. The truth is, you understand me better than I have ever understood myself.

You ask again, and I become frustrated as the angry tears pool in my eyes.

I sit there, staring at you, silently begging for this to end with a lump in my throat.

It seems that I’ve choked again, darling.

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The artists/bands that I have been listening to more than most lately are:

-Cyn - a gorgeous woman with a gorgeous voice.
-Au/Ra - this girl is like 15? 16? and has major talent.
-Halsey - because Halsey. Also, she's supposed to be releasing a new song on the seventeenth, so I'm excited for that.
-N i g h t s
-Missio
-Stand Atlantic

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I can drink my coffee in which way. Black. Cream. Sugar. Both.

Iced. Cold Brew.

Not instant.

Instant is the devil.

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I'm agnostic.

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I've been MIA from this thread, so here, have a few facts.

-I recently cut my own hair and dyed it black.
-I love thunderstorms.
-I've only ever been in two long term relation ships. One of them was long distance. I've only been in four relationships total. One lasted a week, the other three hours. No joke.
-I've only ever been to one concert. It was Warped Tour, Charlotte, 2018.
-The most expensive thing I've ever bought was my car that I currently own. I paid for $1500 cash. It's a gray '05 civic.
-The heartbeat bill can go to hell.
-I'm writing this post at midnight.
-I'm officially nineteen.