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“I just want to be remembered as a good guy, because it’s what’s most important.” - Cameron Boyce Rest in peace, Cameron.

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Instinctively Alexander cringed at the mention of the person he’d been talking to. That cute girl was his ex -gag- Sabrina. It was really more of a booty call rather than a relationship, definitely wasn’t a healthy anything. But Xander had been so focused on academics and other school related curricular things to be bothered with a relationship that wouldn’t be pretty much stable on its own.

Until he’d been reunited once again with Vera that is. Then his views started to change a bit. So when she asked if he was talking to Sabrina -gag again- to make prom plans with her, it hadn’t really hit him that he wanted to take Vera. Of course he remembered all the plans she’d made back when they were kids. And he couldn’t forget that they’d made a promise to go with each other. He’d planned on honoring that promise regardless, however not being with Sabrina, or anyone definitely made it easier. Plus he saw her in a new light now anyway which was going to make prom night even more special.

With a giant smile on his face, Xander sat up in his desk chair and pulled his sweaty hands from the pocket of his athletic hoodie. Slapping his the palms of his hands against his thighs, he rubbed them along the length of his gym shorts to get rid of any lingering sweat. With a soft voice, he proposed a question to the woman sitting on his bed. “This wasn’t how I’d wanted to do this...but...I was actually going to ask you to be my date to prom Vera?”

plot: give me childhood friends who have drifted apart into different social classes but somehow the end of senior year around prom and graduation we’ve come back together. (prom/duff inspired)

“So…I saw that girl flirting with you by the lockers. She was cute, are you thinking about asking her to the dance? She had the cute but geeky vibe about her that I can vibe with,” she said with a chuckle as she sat on the other’s bed. “Or if you need help I can get you in contact with the cheer squad.”

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highkey would love some !healthy! polyamorous relationships....lbvvs

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Reblog if you’re part of team “I want to talk to you but I’m terrible at ooc communication and I think you find me annoying and I don’t want to bother you.”

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internally liberty beamed from the pit of her stomach to the rush of serotonin that crashed over her brain like a wave against the shore. spend time with beck, not only outside of work but without a small machine recording their every word too? hell to the eff yeah! libby hadn’t been blind to the friendship that was budding between the two of them and she wanted to take advantage of that, she had no shame in this desire.

quite probably wasn’t the best move for her career necessarily but most of the world knew that her and beck were pretty close. so, honestly, what could it really hurt?

“i suppose,” she playfully rolled her eyes and leaned into him, nudging him lightly. liberty then removed the straw from her glass and slammed the last of her watery iced tea (because waste not want not) before gathering her things to stand up from the diner booth they had procured in order to put the final touches on a story about the bands future plans that libby was covering for her news blog. “i have to type some of this up first, for sure, but then i will get ready as quick as i can and head over in a few hours.”

based on (12). beck is the lead singer of hit band glass cage and he decides to invite the journalist who he has practically become friends with to a big party at his place tonight. seeking female opp.

“well, it could be fun. i think you would enjoy yourself. besides, i enjoy our little talks, and i would love to chat outside of an interview, you know?” beck knew it was risky to get involved with the press, but he hoped she saw it as a friends kind of thing, not a romance kind of thing. get to know each other first at least. though he couldn’t help but feel something for the girl.