#yes i know im only 2 years older. shush

[uitzinnigmp3]

guys i dont think this season is that good anymore actually sorry

[propertyofwicked]

SMITTEN - LN

ln x reader, platonic!grid x reader SMAU

based on this request ✧ my inbox is open ✧

warnings: none, just a little swearing throughout - also she's a short one

masterlist the playlist

⭑･ﾟﾟ･*:༅｡.｡༅:*ﾟ:*:✼✿　　✿✼:*ﾟ:༅｡.｡༅:*･ﾟﾟ･⭑

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yourusername 10 years ago today, i competed in my final karting race in order to pursue my dream career - and i would do it all over again, especially when i still get to spend my days with these losers

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maxverstappen1 losers?? i think you mean losers and three time world champion, no?

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charles_leclerc proud of everything you've achieved mon amour

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yourusername thank you mclaren for having me today! trying to get the drivers to sit down and answer my questions may have shaved a few years from my life but i had fun regardless!

check out the video on youtube now!

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mclaren thank you for babysitting! 🧡

⤷ yourusername id say anytime but the curly haired one kept asking "why" after every sentence :/

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oscarpiastri 🧡

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yourusername taking a break from being your favourite journalist to become the ultimate stray cat whisperer

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⤷ charles_leclerc lando please stop you're embarrassing youself

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yourusername test drive

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username3 test drive? THE CAR OR LANDO?

⤷ username12 that is not lando - surely???

charles_leclerc its june 24th.

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yourusername back to work, and back to mercedes for the first time in a while! keep your eyes peeled for some race week content coming your way!

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⤷ yourusername lewis didn't have a habit of running me off the track repeatedly

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landonorris milf.

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⤷ landonorris *yet.

username3 wait how short is she? 'cos lando is not that tall i SWEAR

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[plutodexay]

Idea? george and the reader are bestfriends for as long as they can remember and kinda a bestfriends to lovers thing

absolute fluff

i read that you typically dont write for specific genders which is a-ok because i use they/them pronouns

extra details incase you need them; im a slytherin, im sort of tall i guess (im 5'9 1/2) i have almost shoulder length hair (like my pfp i made) Just incase you needed more details! if you need me to be more specific message me!

have a wonderful day!

Thank you so much for the request! I hope this is somewhat what you had in mind!

(768)

The music rang throughout the halls, the younger years having a small dance for something I couldn’t bother to remember. I was so confused as to why George had asked me to come down here with him, professors said no older years were supposed to be down here anyway. 

“What are we doing?” I asked George in a whisper, his immediate response was to shush me, pressing one of his fingers to my lips as his other hand dragged me into a corner where the music was still playing loud enough for us to hear. 

“We” He paused, his unoccupied hand pointing between us “are going to dance” Gripping tighter onto my hand, he pulled me closer to him, his other hand moving to rest above my waist. 

“Oh are we?” Though my words were phrased as a question we both knew they hardly were. With a shared laugh, we started to sway with the music echoing into our secluded hiding space. 

“Yes we are” Spinning me for a moment before pulling me closer once again. “As my best friend of many years, you simply don’t have a choice” Jokingly, I pushed my hands towards his chest for a moment.

“Best friends? Are you sure about that Mr. Weasley?” His head tilted for a second before his chest moved in what looked like silent laughter. 

As if knowing I would follow he walked further into the dark corner, using his wand to light one of the many forgotten candles on the wall, allowing his face to be illuminated in a soft golden light. 

I was caught in a trace for a moment before a shout from a professor in the dance broke it, causing me to rush into the corner George backed himself into. All I could see was his mischievous smile before he pulled me closer once again, starting to sway to the slow muggle song they started playing. 

“Oh I’m pretty sure, why else would you put up with Fred?” Giving him the best angry face I could in the moment, caused him to break out in a laugh, making me place my hand over his mouth. Which he licked, of course, allowing me to really shoot him an angry glare. 

As his hands found their places on me once again, I leaned my head to rest on his shoulder, breathing in the dumb cologne he always wore. He moved to rest his head on top of mine, hands moving up my back as if to hug me closer which seemed impossible.

Time froze like it always had when we were together, it was almost as if he had some secret spell that could make it do so. It was only with him that nothing passed by, every moment was one of pure bliss causing my stomach to erupt with thousands of butterflies.

Even as the music sped up, our course stayed the same. Slow movements mixed with humming and George's hands creating shapes into my clothed back. It was the perfect moment to fall in love with someone. 

I laughed as the thought came into my head, as it had a hundred times, but this time  it didn’t seem that crazy. With every movement it seemed more and more possible. I thought back to everything George and I had done together, and how every time we’re alone those same feelings flood into my system, if I’m angry he makes me calm, if I’m sad he makes me happy. 

Everything started making sense as the thought refused to leave, the way I knew George had specs of gold and green in his eyes. How I could describe every scent in his cologne that I secretly adored. 

Panicked by my thoughts I pulled back, my hands resting on his shoulders as I chased my own thought process, yet it looked like George was doing the same. His eyes stared into mine as if he was trying to figure out what was going on in my head, and after a moment it seemed he figured it out somehow. 

His hands moved down to my waist slowly, his eyebrows raised at me as if in a silent question I couldn’t understand. Then he leaned closer, his forehead coming to rest against mine, lips merely centimeters away from my own. Without thinking, I pressed them together. 

It was almost like fireworks were going off behind my eyes, and even as George pulled me closer they didn’t stop. His lips began moving against mine as everything else stopped again, we were frozen once again in our own moment, which was perfect.

[briggsz]

* LUCY BOYNTON, CIS WOMAN + SHE/HER  | you know DECIMA MARNIE BRIGGS, right? they’re TWENTY-SIX, and they’ve lived in irving for, like, THEIR WHOLE LIFE ON & OFF? well, their spotify wrapped says they listened to STARS ARE BLIND by PARIS HILTON like, a million times this year, which makes sense ‘cause they’ve got that whole MUFFLED SCREAMS INTO SILK PILLOWS, GOING NUMB AFTER ICE BATHS & THE BELLYACHE YOU FEEL COMING IN SECOND PLACE thing going on. i just checked and their birthday is SEPTEMBER 15TH, so they’re a VIRGO, which is unsurprising, all things considered. ( b, twenty-two, gmt +3, she/her )

hellur...im back with My second baby . do i hav the brain cells 2 write them both ? no <3 bt im delusional n sexy like tht . here’s her . awful pinterest board ! hmu here or on discord if you’d like to plot . u want to plot bc u love me n decima so much . ( gentle godmod )

the much needed update: basically decima is an ex Olympic athlete tryna change her whole life n become an influencer / youtuber bc it’s all she cn do at the moment. everything she does, she gives her 110% .. doesn’t mean she succeeds either. struggles w the change bc shes so used to Living one way ( waking up @ 4 am , practicing fr 8 hrs a day , etc. ) 

ok so decima’s a new muse n if i fuck up . no i don’t <3 i’ll figure her out eventually pls dnt leave skjdhfj i lit rally tried to write this intro 3 times n i hated it each time so this is probably the Worst out of 3 bt here u go.

inspo: rachel reid (the wilds), kendall roy (succession), astrid sloan (the politician), monica geller (friends), haley keller (crawl), kat baker (spinning out), gracie hart (miss congeniality)

ok mr briggs is an ex pro-athlete n he’s the coach fr the town’s .. sports team i dont know Shit abt sports so u nod n look away 

he n his wife, alana adopted decima when she was 13 . she has two younger siblings . always felt like she cldn’t be the Responsible older sister bc had Hard time adjusting to the briggs household. not because she wasn’t welcomed, no, because she was simply trying Too damn hard. 

her life before briggs fam .. she never talks abt it , involves a deadbeat father n a teenage mother. cried for three hrs when she first called alana mom . 

thought sports would be the best way to connect with her dad, so she joined every sports club until she settled on skating . 

juggling school work n such a consuming , competitive activity .. yea ... she started to crumble under the Pressure bt asking for help ? with Tht much virgo on her chart ? nt happening </3

isolated herself from her friends n peers bc the path 2 glory is lonely .. so she thot .. 

channelled her 110% to figure skating, but something was .. missing. she no longer enjoyed skating, only did it to prove herself she cld, because her family expected her to be perfect . delusional . her parents only wanted her to be happy bt she was blinded by her ambition rip .

21, no uni degree, still skating, she met archie while on nationals.

they hit it off , for a while decima ws doing really good bc it was healthy , she had a life outside her practices , made new friends .. didn’t last for long : ) 

the highs were high n the lows .. they were . bad . ABUSE TW: he was mentally n physically abusive , decima started 2 skate more bc she just needed an escape and didn’t think of breaking up . why wld she ? she loved him , and he loved her .  : /

stayed with archie for almost 3 years, on & off. anyone cld see the damage except her .. until their last argument before The most important night of her life . TW END

she made a rookie mistake and fell while performing a quad toe loop, which was her way to the olympics. 

ironically, the death of her dream opened her eyes. she broke up with archie while she was still at the hospital, recovering from her fall

still skates , got her teaching certificate bt irving isn’t the best place to do so sdhjfk

is an influencer / youtuber . posts abt literally nothing important bt she’s using her pretty priviledge so shush

UhMMmM high pitched screams i cnt write it anymore i hate it here This makes no sense im so sorry

PERSONALITY WISE.....ok so . shes the Opposite of frederica </3 hard 2 please. finicky. aloof bt like ??? actually really warm n welcoming jst doesn’t know how to Present herself the best way .

v disciplined n sometimes feels weird abt it . as a skater it ws necessary bt now she’s only vlogging herself n posting shit online so ?? ?? cant balance idk . omg miss congeniality vibes . 

volatile .. i think .. tries 2 be nice n calm bt one off remark n she loses her shit

extremely ambitious n feels like a failure 99.9% the time rip

wears elaborate make up looks .

my body is my temple <3 vibes .... my ass

the Mom friend

cnt hold her drink . one beer n shes out

has her schedule n doesn’t like being late .

p much in l*ve with the idea of l*ve

uhm

ok so basically shes a mixture of babydoll n the jock if tht makes any sense if it doesnt . same

i hate it here

bt love her song and yes she listens to it regularly . paris follows on her insta . her biggest achievement .

[emy-loves-you]

Useless Gays: The Prequel Chapter 2

Thick as Thieves

Chapter 1 | Masterlist | Chapter 3

So this chapter is divided into 3 flashbacks: The first one has Roman at 5 years old, 10 in the second one, and somewhere between 20 and 24 in the third one (after high school, before WNaUG). For those of you who are reading this and not WNaUG (which makes no sense but okay), Rebecca/ReeRee is Remus' deadname. Remus and Roman are fraternal twins, with Remus being slightly older. Remus will be using the name Rebecca and she/her pronouns because: 1.) Remus didn't realize that he was a boy until he was 13, so he wouldn't use male pronouns yet. 2.) This chapter is all in Roman's POV. Roman never knew that Remus transitioned, since he ran away before telling Roman. So, until someone tells him, Roman will always use she/her pronouns when describing ReeRee.

“Come on, Ro! It’s not that high!” She laughed, striking a dramatic pose.

“Yes, it is!” 8-year-old Roman yelled, balling his hands up at his sides. She knew he was afraid of heights! Roman started crying, and he glared at the bottom of the tree. He was such a crybaby. Why couldn’t he be brave like her?

She stopped laughing. Roman looked up and saw her smiling softly at him, no longer teasing. “(Sigh) Here, give me your hand. We’ll go up together.” She crouched on the tree branch, using one hand to steady herself and lowered the other one towards Roman.

Roman frowned, eyeing the hand in suspicion. “You’re not gonna drop me, right?”

She raised her arm to place over her heart. “I swear as your big sister-”

“By six minutes!”

“I won’t drop you. Or pretend to drop you. Or shake the branch. Or drop down and leave you up here-”

“Okay, I get it!” Roman yelled, stomping his foot.

She smiled again, the type of smile that Roman wishes he saw more often. It was the smile that said I love you. You mean the world to me. I will always protect you. “I would never use your fear for my own amusement. You know that, Ro. And if you fall, I’ll catch you. I promise.” She extended her hand again. “Now get your butt up here! I have somethin’ to show ya!”

Roman grabbed her hand, and there was a scary woosh before he was in the tree. He buried his head in her hair, so scared. We’re so high up and we’re gonna fall fall fall fall fa-

“Shh,” her hand rubbed against his back, grounding him. “We’re fine, we’re safe, nothin’s gonna happen I swear.” They sat like that for a few minutes, Romans sobs slowly turning into sniffles. She slowly pulled away, using her hands to keep Roman steady. “Better?” He nodded. “Good. Now look.” She pointed somewhere off to his left. He forced himself to look away from her face, his fears resurfacing. He took a deep breath before turning towards his left.

“Woah.” There, on the neighboring branch, was a bird’s nest. There were two eggs, and Roman watched as cracks slowly formed along the eggs. The two birds were nearly identical, with the bird on the right hatching seconds before its sibling. “They’re so pretty.”

“That’s us.” She relaxed on the branch, her back leaning up against the tree. “Birds of a feather flock together. And we’ll stay together, even when our wings are plucked and our dreams are shattered. Twins forever, right?”

He opened his mouth to respond. “Righ-”

“WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?!” Roman shrieked in fright, suddenly losing his grip on the branch. He screamed as he started to fall.

“Ro!” Suddenly, arms were wrapped around him, and he landed on top of her. “Ah! God that hurt! Are you okay Ro!”

Ro nodded. “Yeah, I’m okay.” He got up and gasped. “Your arm!” Her arm was twisted from where it was crushed underneath him.

She went to move it and hissed in pain. “I think it’s broken.�� She smiled, but Roman could see tears in her eyes. “At least I caught you! I told you that you’d be fine!” Before Roman could respond, his mother marched up to them. Momma immediately began to scold them, only noticing her broken arm when she went to grab her and she screamed in pain.

Roman was told to clean his room while they went to the doctor. When they returned, she had a lime green cast on her arm. Momma took away their favorite toys (her dolls and Roman’s foam sword) before telling them to clean up the kitchen. Roman grabbed a red sharpie, signing his name on her cast. She smirked. “Your ‘m’ looks like a ‘v.’”

“Does not!”

“Does too!”

“Does not!”

“Does too!”

“Does too!”

“Does not!” She realized what had happened an laughed. “Good one, Ro.” She used her good hand to ruffle his hair. Her special smile was back, the one that she only gave him.

He giggled, leaning into her touch. “Thanks, ReeRee!”

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Boom!

Roman shrieked, pulling his blanket over his head. He could hear the heavy rain against his window. He loved rain (he stomped in puddles while she made mud pies) but he hated thunder. It was so loud and he could never tell when it would-

Boom!

He shrieked again. He flushed in embarrassment. He was 10, for God’s sake! He shouldn’t be afraid of something as silly as thunder! His sister had gotten over these stupid fears years ago! His mind wandered to his sister. Can I?

He shook his head. It’s really late at night, she’s probably sleeping. When they were younger, Roman would go stay in her room during thunderstorms (he’d tried going to his parents room once, but they yelled at him and sent him back to his room). But that was when they were younger. They were 10 now, and she kicked him out last time he went into her room uninvited.

Boom!

Roman jumped, falling off of his bed. That’s it! He quickly grabbed his Dragon Witch (a stuffed animal that Uncle Terrence gave him for his 7th birthday) and ran out of his room. He made his way down the hall until he reached the pink door. Roman scrunched up his nose. His sister hated pink. She had asked their father if they could repaint her door green, and he yelled at her. He opened the door, stepping into her room. Since their parents never went into their rooms anymore, she had redecorated it. The pink walls were covered in drawings of green tentacles. The floor was filthy, with dirty clothes and torn drawings strewn about. Roman was surprised to see his sister awake, sketching a new tentacle drawing. “Thought you might show up.” She said, setting down her sketchpad. She patted part of the bed next to her. “Come on, I don’t bite.”

Roman hurried over, diving under the blankets. He shrieked as another clap of thunder hit. He felt a hand in his hair and tensed. The hand paused for a moment, before slowly rubbing Roman’s scalp. He relaxed, leaning into the touch. He always loved his sister, but he loved this version of her the most. When she realized that he was actually scared, not startled or mildly uncomfortable. She wouldn’t tease him or ask unnecessary questions. Sometimes she would twist together a tale from nothing, concocting a story of pain and hardship, of love and trust. Other times she wouldn’t speak, offering silent comfort and protection against the world around them. He sighed, finally drifting off to dreamless slumber. The last thing he knew before darkness took him was the press of her lips to his forehead as he drifted off. “Goodnight, Ro.”

Goodnight, Ree...

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“Ro, you gotta wake up!”

Roman woke up with a gasp, his chest heavy. He forced himself to breathe, shaking like a leaf. He felt a hand in his hair, and he immediately lunged, burying his face in her shoulder. He sobbed, listening to the gentle shushing sounds as he was rocked back and forth. He felt a second hand on his back, and he started babbling. “ReeRee, I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I should’ve listened to you. I should’ve trusted you.”

“Oh, sweety.” Roman jerked up. Patton stared back, tears running down his cheeks. He felt the hand on his back retreat, and he grabbed it, bringing Logan closer. Patton’s hand pressed against his cheek, and Roman suddenly realized that he was crying.

“’m sorry.” He muttered, wiping his eyes.

“It’s okay, sweety.” Patton assured him, pulling Roman into a side hug. He felt Logan do the same on his left. “Do you wanna talk about it?” Roman shook his head, still feeling slightly despondent. “Okay. Do you wanna stay up and cuddle?” Roman nodded, sighing when he felt Patton’s fingers in his hair. In less than an hour, they would all drift back into a dreamless sleep. A few hours from now, they would each go to work, a cheerful facade in place. But for now, they stayed there, silent tears streaking down their faces. For Patton and Logan, it was for the pain their lover was going through. For Roman, it was for the sister that he had pushed away,

You said you would always be there to catch me, ReeRee. But I pushed you away. Now I’m so scared that I’ll fall again. What am I going to do without you there to catch me?

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[ichirostitties]

hi welcome back!! i missed you and your writing ;0; if its not too much to ask , can i request jyushi pining/having a huge crush on someone thats a few years older than him?

WHAT THAT’S SO CUTE TYSM 🥺 yes ofc u can! jyushi is 100% babey he’s soo cute

Jyushi pining HCs

-pls help him. jyushi has never felt like this for someone before and he is a DISASTER he has no clue what to do

-he’s not very confident in himself like..at all, so there’s a good chance he’d find it hard to talk to you at all, especially considering the age gap

-despite the two of you being friends, he was sO nervous around you he basically stuttered through every word. It wasn’t so bad when you were with other people, but when you two were alone?? oh boy

-he’d always kind of had this crush on you ever since you met him a few months back, but recently he’d realised the intensity of his feelings for you. he has no idea how to handle this. he considered telling kuko, but..that probably wouldn’t end well considering he didn’t think kuko was the type of person to be very good at this stuff either, but he’d probably end up asking hitoya for help

-he tries to act more mature around you. that means no more crying or whining!! you haven’t seen him shed a single tear in ages and you think that’s a little strange, but nowhere near as strange as the way he seems to choke up whenever you two are alone

-jyushi probably cries into amanda at night, blubbering about how he just wants to hold your hand so bad omg pls spare this babey,,

-sometimes he has to hold himself back because he wants to be held by you so bad!! you’re so comforting and kind to him, and he’s just some big crybaby with no self-confidence (THIS POOR CHILD SOMEONE HELP HIM). how is there any chance that you’d return his feelings? he doesn’t believe there are any, so he resigns himself to longing looks and sighing every time he heads home knowing another day has gone by where he can’t hold your hand

-kuko actually notices but decides not to say anything (for once he keeps his mouth shut lol i love kuko he’s so chaotic) because he wants jyushi to do something for himself!! but he’s cheering him on from the sidelines

-you notice something’s up with him. of course you do; he’s always been quite emotional and nervous, but you had never seen him this stressed over anything (his lack of tears is so obviously an act to you, but your’re more worried than anything), so you decide to just cut to the chase and ask him what’s bothering him

-one day after mucking around during bad ass temple’s training (and watching jyushi get many beatings from mr kuko harai), you join him on his walk home after and ask him if anything in particular has been plaguing his mind recently

-jyushi has a heart attack out of sheer nerves and shock and has to be rushed to the hospital that’s it that’s the end

-ok just joshin. he turns bright red and feels his heart rate increase tenfold. he gulps and stutters that nothing’s wrong, why would anything be wrong?? but tears are already forming in his eyes

-worried you’ve made him upset, you quickly apologise and move to wipe the tears from his eyes with your sleeve, but jyushi completely freezes up and ends up spilling more tears

-he can’t hold it in anymore!! he sobs out a very tear-filled confession of which you only understand half, but hearing words that sound like “really” and “like you” makes something click in your head

-you shush him and gently brush his bangs out of the way of his forehead, leaving a soft kiss there and pulling away before giving him a small, shy smile

-jyushi is shocked out of his sobs and straight into silence as you say that you think he’s really sweet, how did he work himself up over this so much? and you take his hand in yours and squeeze it, easing all his doubts when you ask him why you’d be hanging around him so much if you didn’t like him? 

-jyushi breathes out a huge sigh of relief, then feels tears welling up in his eyes again from how happy he is that you like him too and starts blubbering again about how happy he is because he thought he was too immature for someone older and cooler like you

-you let out an exasperated sigh but continue smiling nonetheless, pulling jyushi into a hug and assuring him that you like him despite his flaws, and that you kind of appreciate how true he is to himself, and find it very endearing even when he switches to Other Jyushi mode (that’s what im calling it. Jyushi 2)

-anyways u guys start dating and make it work and the slight age gap turns out to be a problem entirely created in jyushi’s anxious and scared mind! but this was supposed to be just pining then i got carried away but whatevrrfghghjshg pls love jyushi aimono he deserves everything good in life!!!!!!

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Parenthood: Beach Retreat.2

"Boy?"

"Hmmm?"

"When you said we were going to the beach," Makarov grumbled, "I didn't think you meant a private one!"

"It's connected to the property," Laxus said simply as everyone else ran ahead of them, out the backdoor, off the huge deck back there, and down to the beach only a hundred or so yards away. "You could see it from the house. What? Did you want to go somewhere with a bunch of other people?"

Makarov just stared up at him. "Why exactly did you think I was going to the beach? I could have stayed home to see all these women. What good are they going to do me?"

At the moment, none. Evergreen, almost immediately, was setting out on getting a tan as Lisanna and Mirajane, both very fair skinned and therefore knowing the dangers of a day at the beach, slathered all three of the little boys in sunscreen.

Nothing fun for Makarov at all.

"Mommy, hurry!" Nathan either. "I don't need this!"

"Yes, you do."

"No."

"Behave, brat," Laxus grumbled as he left Makarov to himself and rushed down to where they were standing. "'fore I spank ya."

Mace was standing perfectly still for his Aunt Lisanna, though his eyes were trained over on the ocean. "Just take it, Nate," he said. "Then we can go play."

"Bickslow," Lisanna called out when, finally, she and her sister let the older boys go and Mirajane got to work on getting Pike coated in the stuff. "Come here. Let me put sunscreen on you."

The man, at the moment, was scouring the beach for crabs and did not have time for such foolery.

"No."

"Bickslow-"

"I don't need it."

"I'm not peeling your sunburn again for you," she warned. "So get over here."

"I don't wanna!"

"Bickslow, just go," Freed huffed as he went to sit with Evergreen. "You're being childish."

"Why," Ever asked as she settled into a lounge chair she'd had Elfman lug out there, "could you not put on your own sunscreen?"

"Because," he whispered to them as he passed, "then I wouldn't get Lissy to rub all over my body. I just gotta resist a little and then, bam! She not only does the tedious task for me, I also get a rubdown beforehand."

"Just remember there are children around," Freed sighed as Ever made a face.

Laxus though was far more concerned with getting Mira all lathered up though.

"You need me to put some sun tan lotion or something on you, demon?" he asked, trying to keep his tone suggestive. It was hard, considering they were in the presence of their three year old who, at the moment, was staring anxiously over at the water, fearing for his life.

"What, Lax?" Mira hardly glanced up at him from where she was on the ground, on her knees, trying to get Pike beach ready. "Did you say something?"

Frowning, he only took to looking at the boy as well. "Nothin'. Just… Hey. Pike. This is your first time to the beach, huh? You want me to go take you down to the water? Or Mommy?"

At her name (or at least what he called her), the toddler looked back at his mother. She was dressed in a bikini and it reminded him of the few times he'd gone to the pool up at the guild. Mirajane usually told him he was too little for it. Once though, his Aunt Ever and Uncle Elf had gotten a little plastic pool in their backyard for him and the other two boys to play in. That was ruined though by the doggy deciding for whatever reason that it was his pool and that he was going to go lay down in it and get it all dirty and nasty.

The thought alone made the boy glance around for the dog, placing him out on the beach, chasing around Bickslow's babies as they cried for help, their father and mother far too interested in rubbing one another with lotion to care.

"Mommy," Pike finally said to which Laxus grunted before trying to walk off.

"Wait, Lax," Mira was quick to call as she finished up with Pike and got to her feet. "You can go with us, huh? Here, carry the beach bag down to the sand and set out some towels. Okay? And here, Pike, you want me to carry you?"

When he held out his arms, his mommy easily lifted him into them, snuggling him while she was at it. He just tried to burrow his head in her chest and hide though.

"Pike," Mira complained though Laxus only snickered.

"Boy's got the right idea."

"Beheave," she huffed. "And did anyone explain the rules to Mace and Nathan?"

"Yes," Laxus growled. "I think you did. Remember? Oh, a thousand times?"

"I just," Mirajane said as she watched where they were out in the water with Elfman, who was just as excitedly playing with them, "know how fast things can go wrong."

"Mira, we're all here. They're fine."

"And that's fine," she insisted. "But they're not allowed to get in the water without one of us. That's not a stupid rule, Laxus."

"I didn't say it was. Just…unnecessary."

"Do I need to go over how many drowning happen a year?"

"Ugh. No. I don't care anyways. They won't drown."

"No one thinks their kid will." Then she paused. "I mean, unless they're trying to drown them or-"

"Demon, I get it, alright? You made a rule and I'm gonna make them follow it. Alright?"

Pike had no problem with that rule. None at all. Leaving his head pressed against his mother's chest, he left his arms clinging to her, fearful as, once they had the towels set out, she and his daddy walked him over to where the water was just barely breaching the surface of the sand.

"Here, baby, let go," Mirajane said, bending down then to set him back down on the ground. He wouldn't though.

"Mommy-"

"Mira, if he don't like it-"

"Shush, Lax." She only got back down on her knees again with the boy, gently removing his arms from around her. "There. You're okay. Look down, Pike. No, not at me. At the ground. See? Look, baby. It's just water."

Laxus watched as the boy, tentatively, reached down to pat at the wet stand. When the water came rushing back towards land, only the white foam leftover got to where they were standing.

It was still to much for Pike, the toddler jerking his hand back in surprise. Mirajane just giggled though.

"Buddy, it's just water," Laxus said before slowly walking further out into it. "See? Come on. You can come to me."

It felt weird beneath his feet. The whole thing did. Pike wasn't sure if he liked it. The sand then the wet sand and now water?

"Go to Daddy," Mira said, pushing him gently. Pike glanced at her before, very carefully, making the short trek (it honestly was only a foot or two), over to the man.

Then the water had to come in, scare him, and make the toddler fall down crying.

It was just all too much! He wanted to go home to his own bed with his own blankies where no stupid beach could ever hurt him!

"Pike's such a baby," Nathan complained from over where he and his cousin were taking turns splashing the other boy's father from all angles.

"Real men know how to cry!" Elfman assured him. "And stop splashing me!"

"Awe, poor Pike," Lisanna said from over where she and Bickslow were trying to chase down the dog and get him to stop bothering the babies (honestly, he was about out of breath anyways). "Look, Bicks."

"I can hear 'im," he assured her. "And I'll worry about him when the damn mutt leaves my own babies alone!"

"Papa," they all cried. "Papa."

Pike though was crying for the exact opposite. He just wanted his mother to take him home.

When would they be going back there? That was a good place. A safe place. Where craziness like water and sand surrounding you just didn't happen! What was wrong with just staying in safe places where sanity ruled the day and freaking water was just allowed to roam free?

Huh?

"What's wrong then, boy?" Makarov was over to them then, coming to stare down at his grandson. Mirajane had only taken him back to the beach towel to sit down and take a break from the ocean for a bit. "Hmmm?"

"He's afraid of the water, Master," Mirajane said, glancing up at the man. "Pike's not really big on things he doesn't understand."

Laxus sighed as he dug through that bag that Mirajane had brought out there, pulling out a plastic shovel and a pail.

"Here you go, buddy," he said, moving to hand him the bucket and shovel. "You just play up here, huh? In the sand? You wanna do that? Then, if you get ready again, Daddy will take you out into the water. Okay?"

Pike only sniffled. "Sand?"

"Mmmhmm." Mirajane gently pried him off her before setting him down next to the towel. "Here. You can just play with sand. Daddy, will you build sandcastles with him?"

"I gotta get a beer first."

"Laxus." That got him a glare for some reason. Ugh.

"I will play with you, Pike," the boy's great-grandfather assured as, with what seemed like a lot of pain, he managed to sit down in the sand. Laxus made a face before heading back up to the house to get him a foldout chair as well as go fill the cooler with some drinks for the kids and some beers for him (maybe the others too). How had they forgotten that?

"Ugh," Ever, clad in a green bikini, groaned from where she was trying to tan, sunglasses replacing her usual ones. "Why did we bring children again? If they're not crying they're laughing far too loudly."

"Hmmm." Freed only hummed, sitting there in the sand, watching Elfman play with the boys in disinterest. "Had you not all insisted on popping them out, we wouldn't have that problem."

Meh. He had a point.

"You know, Lissy," Bickslow said as, once they finally got all the babies rounded up and the dog went off somewhere to catch his breath (and hopefully not die) the two went back to looking for those crabs he was searching for before. "This place has me thinking."

"About?"

"Mystery. Intrigue. Deception."

"You read the back of one of those books in the study, didn't you?"

He nodded. "It's got me to realize that I need to read more. You know that I couldn't even figure out some of those words in that summery?"

"Why doesn't that surprise me?"

Laxus was back then, lugging the ice chest along behind him.

"You know," he said as he watched Pike slowly fill up the bucket. "I think I need to take the second pail and get some water. You need a bit of it to make good sandcastles."

Mirajane was laying out then, on her towel, and only said, "Hand me my sunglasses, dragon. Out of the bag."

Oh, he did. And, since her eyes were closed, he also bopped his grandfather in the head when he saw his gaze linger a bit too long on his demon.

Damn Gramps.

Eventually, Nate and Mace grew bored of the ocean (sorta) and came over to Laxus and Mirajane for drinks and their turn with the bucket and shovel.

"I think I brought some more," Mira told them as Laxus only frowned at them. "Have whoever's driest to go inside with you and get them. I think your mom, Mace, is-"

"Not moving," she sang from over where she was. "So don't ask me anything!"

"Then, Lax, go get them. I think they're in the kitchen with the other stuff I bought at the store."

"Why do I always gotta go get shit?" he grumbled once he was far enough away that his demon didn't overhear. "Huh?"

Nate only plopped down, juice box in hand, watching as Pike would, continually, fill up the bucket before dumping it out and starting again.

"Mommy, he's not playing right."

"Let him play however he wants, Nate," she sighed as she shut her eyes again. "Daddy's getting you your own bucket to play with."

"Everyone plays differently, boy," Makarov told him though Nate just didn't believe that.

"Hey. Pssst." Bickslow, from not far off, was gesturing to the boys. "C'mere for a second. You two."

Lisanna was off at that point, with her brother and Bickslow's dolls, sitting where the water came in, talking, which left the seith up to his dastardly deeds.

And also in need of a partner in crime.

Err, partners, as it were.

After explaining the situation to the two little boys, they giggled, nodding their blonde and brown heads in agreement, before setting off to do as asked of them.

"Hi, Mommy."

"Hi, Aunt Ever."

Freed was gone off somewhere when they got over to the woman and she only stared at them wearily from behind her sunglasses.

"Ask your father for whatever you want, Mace," she told him simply. "Or someone else. I'm busy."

She usually was.

"No, Aunt Ever," Nate insisted. "We want you."

"Want me for what?" she asked with a frown.

"Just to tell you that we love you," Mace told her with a grin. "Because we do."

Nathan nodded. "A lot."

"A whole lot."

"A big lot!"

"Mace, that's not a word."

"Big is a word."

"Yeah, but it don't go with-"

"Yes, it does."

"No, it doesn't."

"Yes, it does."

"No."

"Yes."

"No, it doesn't!"

"Yes, it does!"

Ever only blinked, eyes still on them, before slowly laying back down. Shutting her eyes once more, she didn't even glance behind her, didn't even have to, as she said, "Bickslow, if you drop that damn crab on me, I'll turn you, your girlfriend, and everyone else to stone just for good measure."

"Awe, Ever. How'd you know I was-"

"And don't bother me anymore, boys," she warned before throwing down her usual threat. "Unless you wanna become statues, that is."

Dejected, they only watched as Bickslow, who was holding the crab by a claw, made a wrong move with it and ended up with his finger in its pinchers. That made the whole thing worth it for them as the seith ran around then, howling in pain.

Laxus was glad he got back just in time to see that. It really was something worth seeing.

"That," he told Mirajane as he came over to her, a stack of plastic buckets with shovels in the top of one held in his hands, "made this whole dang trip worth it."

"Mmmm," she sighed as she sat up and removed her sunglasses, just to watch as Elfman and Lisanna tried to help Bickslow calm down and get the thing off him. "Still waiting on my moment."

"Daddy!" Nate and Mace were back then, the former holding out his arms. "All for me?"

"Yep." He handed over the buckets to them. "So you two leave Pike alone, alright?"

"Okay," Mace said as Nate nodded. Now that they had their own stuff to play with, they had no need for the toddler. Freed, who had gone off to walk down the beach some and look around, had come rushing back at the sound of the seith's yelling. When he saw what was wrong, he only rolled his eyes before heading over to where the Master and Mira were, getting there about the same time Laxus was sending the older two boys off to play.

"Ah," he said as the sight of them with their buckets and pails. "I take it you heard then?"

"Heard what?" Nate asked, glancing up at him as the boy's father just went to take a seat next to his demon. "Freed?"

Grinning down at them, if only slightly, he said, "About the treasure, of course."

"Treasure?" Mace shook his head. "What treasure?"

"Surely you know," the letter mage insisted. "About the pirate ship that crashed here? And the captain that, in his final moments, buried his treasure somewhere on this beach? I took it that was why you had buckets and shovels."

Nate blinked. Then he took off running.

"Come on, Mace. Start digging!"

"Great," Mirajane remarked as Freed joined them, slowly lowering her sunglasses over her eyes. "That'll keep them busy for hours."

"Or keep them up all night when I tell them about how the pirate's ghost is gonna get 'em tonight for messin' with his stuff," Laxus offered.

"Considering you're not doing that," Mira ordered as she laid back down, "I don't think we have to worry about it."

Nodding over at Bickslow, Freed asked, "Prank gone wrong?"

"Horribly," Makarov remarked, though he was only looking down at Pike from the chair Laxus brought him, watching the boy, once more, dump out his bucket before beginning to refill it. "Say, did the two of you know then? That this beach was private?"

"Oh, Gramps, shut up about it," Laxus grumbled from the other side of Mirajane. Freed, who was at his other side, only shrugged.

"What of it?"

"Yeah, Master," Mira agreed as she closed her eyes again. "I prefer it. I don't have to worry about someone walking off with one of the kids."

Freed nodded. "Ever mentioned it and I didn't think it was worth caring about either way."

"He's just mad that he don't have any young women to gawk at," Laxus grumbled as, reaching over Mirajane, he gently ticked Pike, making the boy giggle. "Old perv."

"That is not why!"

Mira, used to the man's antics, only hummed. And Freed shrugged.

That was rarely a problem for either of them.

"Besides, Gramps," Laxus grumbled. "You do know that all of us are married, right? And whatever the hell Bickslow and Lisanna are."

At the moment? Very panicked over his finger.

"Dating," Mira sighed. "They're dating."

"For this long?"

"Some people take things slow, dragon. Not just sleep with the babysitter."

"You shut it." She got poked that time. "Demon."

"I remind you," Freed offered, "that I am very much so single."

"Oh, Freed, he wasn't forgetting you," Mirajane assured him. "Just…well… You don't really date much as it is, so-"

"But he should still be free to look at all the women he wants," Makarov insisted.

"Believe me," Laxus sighed as the man blushed and looked off. "He doesn't want."

"If it's that big of a deal, Master," Mira started. "I'm sure someone will go with you to a public part of the beach. I would, but you probably wouldn't like that much at all."

"I just like going to meet people. To talk to them. Not what either of you are insinuating."

"Uh-huh."

"I don't."

"I suppose tomorrow we can go to the public beach," Freed offered when Laxus elbowed him. Really, the thought was not a fun one for him. At all. "If you wish, Master."

"Perhaps," he agreed softly, no doubt embarrassed then by all of their assumptions. "We will see."

"Freed and Gramps," Laxus remarked as Pike dumped over another bucket of sand. "Out scoping the coast for women. I almost wanna go to see this."

That made him get elbowed, though it was from his demon and it was actually a pinch to the leg.

"I said almost." He grinned down at her, regardless of the fact she had her eyes shut. "I got my view right here."

And, more importantly, it was only his view. Not out there with all the others who just thought they could freely view the greatness that was Laxus Dreyar's wife. Because they couldn't. She was his.

Freed only looked off, over at where he spotted Mace and Nathan, diligently staying away from the water and within the parameters of where they were allowed to be, digging like crazy through the sand. Grinning, he decided that later he'd draw them up a pretend map to play with as well.

Again, Pike dumped out his bucket. "Sand. Daddy, sand!"

"I see, buddy." The man smiled over at him. "You ready to try the water again?"

"No."

"Really? Pike, I promise you, nothing bad will happen. Do you think that I would ever let you get hurt? Huh?"

Maybe. He wasn't sure. Back home? Where everything was safe and familiar? Of course not. But in this scary new portion of the world that he was introduced to, anything could happen. Look at poor Uncle Bickslow! Running around with his finger all wonky. Did that happen back home, in the apartment, where they could all play with blocks and not be attacked by nature? No. It couldn't.

"I wouldn't, buddy," Laxus insisted. "And you know that."

"Mmmm, Lax," Mira sighed. "Maybe we can try the water again tomorrow, huh? I'm sure he'll be more receptive then."

Laxus wasn't. He knew Pike. New things were not, well, his thing. And the beach wasn't only new. It was completely unknown. It could take forever to get him prepared to brave it again.

Which probably was a good thing. The less adventurous the boy was, the less chance he had of getting hurt.

Unlike the other one. Sigh. Laxus only looked over at where he was ecstatically digging away, hoping to find that loot Freed had told him about.

The sight alone made him smile. So the trip wasn't all bad after all.

"Boss? Did you know that crabs are horrible creatures with no heart and no sense of humor?"

Then Bickslow and Lisanna had to come over to ruin it.

"Hey, Pike," the woman said as she bent down to look at him. Laxus saw the Master take stock of her, but as usual, Lisanna paled in comparison to the other women around her.

Except to Bickslow, but Laxus wasn't so sure that his screwy eyes weren't the cause of that.

"What'cha doin'?" Lisanna grinned as he only looked up at her before dumping out his bucket again.

"It's sand," he explained before going back to filling the bucket. "Aunt Lissy."

"Awe."

"Bickslow," Laxus grumbled as he frowned at the standing man and his wounded finger. "Why didn't you just possess the crab, huh?"

"Eh?"

"And then control it to… What were you doing?"

"I's gonna drop it on Ever. Down her bikini top."

Freed shook his head. "What a waste."

"I know! I found a perfectly good crab and-"

"I meant of brains."

Lisanna snickered. "What brains?"

"Hey!"

"You could have," Laxus interjected, "just controlled the crab to crawl over there and do whatever to her. I mean, dude, that's literally your magic. What the hell's wrong with you?"

"Well… I don't know!"

"Once again," Freed chuckled. "Laxus has proven himself to be not only an expert at his own magic, but others' as well."

Mirajane though only sat up though, glaring at the seith. "No one," she hissed at them all, "is putting anything down anyone's bikini top. Or bottom for that matter. Understand?"

"Sheesh, Mrs. Boss," he grumbled. "You don't gotta mother us all too. I'm not a kid."

"I'm not mothering you. If I catch you doing that to Ever though, you're not going to be allowed back out here with us. Understand?"

"You're mothering me. Everyone see this, right? She's trying to mother me!"

Lisanna nodded as she grinned over at Mira. "Yeah, sis. Can you not turn that stuff off now or what?"

"I'm not-"

"You kinda are, demon," Laxus said as Freed only nodded.

Makarov though snickered. "It sounded like a grand old joke to me, boy."

"Thank you, Master," Bickslow said with a nod. "I guess some people are just too much of mothers to appreciate it."

Mira only glared at him before looking at the others. "I am not."

"It's okay," Lisanna told her with a shrug. "I mean, you are sort of a mother."

"Yeah, but I'm not just a mother."

"No one said you were," Laxus assured her. "Though this was kinda telling…"

"Laxus!"

"I'm kidding."

"I'm not," she told them all. "Seriously. Just… Go away, Bickslow. Go play or something."

"Okay, Mom."

"Stop it!" Then, with a huff, Mirajane laid back down and shut her eyes.

She wasn't mothering them. Any of them. Other than her babies. And sometimes Mace. That was all.

Gosh, why did she even have to explain that?

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Last: 1. drink: Juice 2. phone call: the mother unit 3. text message: If IMs count, @honkytonkhag​ 4. song you listened to: Silver Lining, First Aid Kit 5. time you cried: like, an hour ago (thank you, depression  6. dated someone twice: HAHAHAHAHAHA no 7. kissed someone and regretted it: yeah no. No. 8. been cheated on: Have I not made myself clear enough already 9. lost someone special: I mean, not really? 10. been depressed: I am clinically depressed. I think I may have been 11. gotten drunk and thrown up: Look mate I don’t even drink soft drink 3 favourite colours 12. Black 13. White 14: Red (this has nothing to do with Mass Effect shUT UP)  in the last year have you 15. made new friends: Nooo. Not yet. I’m trying. 16. fallen out of love: For that to work I’d have had to have fallen in love. 17. laughed until you cried: yep 18. found out someone was talking about you: No. I mean unless my parents count 19. met someone who changed you: mate I’ve barely been outside for a year 20. found out who your friends are: not yet, I guess? 21. kissed someone on your Facebook list: you’re kidding me right General: 22. how many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: if this means people I’ve physically met then the vast majority 23. do you have any pets: nah. 24. do you want to change your name: No. 25. what did you do for your last birthday: Had a board games night  26. what time did you wake up: like, 10  27. what were you doing at midnight last night: I was writing Mass Effect fanfiction okay shush 28. name something you can’t wait for: MENTAL STABILITY 29. when was the last time you saw your mom: 3 weeks ago 31. what are you listening to right now: Retrograde - James Blake  32. have you ever talked to a person named tom: Yeeeah I think so?? 33. something that is getting on your nerves: me. I get on my nerves 34. most visited website: Tumblr 35. hair colour: brownish  36. long or short hair: short 37. do you have a crush on someone: nah. Unless you mean fictional characters, cause then, too many. 38. what do you like about yourself: My hair. Surprisingly.  39. piercings: used to have my ears pierced. 40. blood type: O SOMETHING AND YES I’M BITTER I DON’T KNOW. all those blood tests 41. nickname: Koala. that’s literally it 42. relationship status: no 43. zodiac: Aries 44. pronouns: whichever 45. favourite tv show: Doctor Who and Steven Universe are the only ones I keep up to date on 48. surgery: Appendicitis surgery whoop  50. sport: Tennis is okay. 51. vacation: EVERYWHERE 52. pair of trainers: Basketball shoes. MORE GENERAL 53. eating: pizzaaaaa 54. drinking: didn’t I already answer this 55. I’m about to: waste my evening on tumblr 56. waiting for: something to go right for once 57. want: a job that doesn’t give me panic attacks sounds kinda nice 58. get married: Eeeeeeh. It’s kinda illegal *glares at government* 59. career: being a broke student WHICH IS BETTER: 60. hugs or kisses: I have no idea 61 . lips or eyes: what kind of question is this 62. shorter or taller: Both??? I 63. older or younger: I understand where these questions are going now 64. nice arms or nice stomach: what 65. hookup or relationship: relationship 66. troublemaker or hesitant: a balance HAVE YOU EVER:  67. kissed a stranger: nope  68. drank hard liquor: I still don’t drink 69. lost glasses/contact lenses: I don’t wear them  70. turned someone down: date wise, no. since I’ve never been asked 71. sex on the first date: of all the questions to ask an ace 72 is missing the question?  73. had your heart broken: nah 74. been arrested: no 75. cried when someone died: yes  76. fallen for a friend: nope DO YOU BELIEVE IN:  77. yourself: like, 1/3 of the time 78. miracles: depends 79. love at first sight: *makes vague non committal noises*  80. santa claus: Till I was like 8 81. kiss on the first date: what date 82. angels: Not sure? OTHER:
 84. eye colour: Bluue  85. favourite movie: SHORT CIRCUIT

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The summer we met

(before you start reading. fair warning i have dyslexia and if you dont know what the means well go look it up bruh .-. anyway if you dont like how i spell things good for you 👍ur a dick OR if you do like what i write nice 😏it means a lot! anyway enjoy!) “….. mmmm mom 5 more minutes…”rose said in a tiered daze  “nope! get up 1st day of summer means 1st day of camp! now get ready you have 2 hours before you leave.. and you should already have your bag packed last night Missy” roses mom saids as she walks out of her room and went downstairs…. hai my name is rose if you didnt know by now, but this summer camp my mom was talking about…well its called “crystal falls summer camp” every kid that lives this small town goes or at least everyones om makes them go but they have to be 15 and older to go… and guess what… i just turd 15. ughh everyone who didnt go when they were 15 say all there friends that went arent the same as they were before they went and i agree because my older brother Eric as never been the same and hes like 3 years older then me… like he was always happy and smiling but.. now hes just sad and never smiles.. and every time i ask my mom she always saids “oh its just boy stuff leave him alone he’ll be fine” but now that you know alittle more about this camp that im going to lets get back to my story..  *knock*…. *knock* “rrrroossseee” a deep voice can be heard out my window, huh? i look around as i put a bra on and starts to put on a shirt “rose!” the deep voice gets louder ahh! i run over and open the window brad! what are you doing here?! you know im going to that camp for a week “oh shit yeah sorry i forgot” brad exclaims, hmm thats hat you get for smoking too much last night “umm you did to so idk what your talking about” brad saids as he lays down on my bed putting on his sunglasses so no one can see his pinkish eyes from smoking some more that morning “ugh i cant believe a wont have anyone to play call of duty with for a week or more” brad said adjusting his glasses as roses mom walks by to her and roses dads bedroom, haha oh yeah but i have faith you’ll find someone to and no i didnt smoke any last night but cleaned everything up after you passed out but what did you mean by more then a week “oh yeeaaahhh that remides me take this”  brad gives you a bag of weed “some people say this helps while your there i dont know how but just take it. umm okay? you put it in your bag where no one can find it. again why did you say “ a week or more”? “well since i “broke my arm” last year right around this camp i heard from some people there brothers and sisters my age that went had to stay a couple more week or up to the whole summer so i dont know how long youre gonna be there but i hope its gonna be only one week” brad saids. hmmm weird yeah hope its just  one week and thanks for the weed i guess ill use it when im in need “ wait wait!” brad saids quickly taking the small bag back and points to is “see if you get cought with this in the camp they will beat the shit out of you” brad saids giving it back to you, ummm lemme guess you heard this from a friend i say as i finish getting ready “hmmm yes i heard it from a friend but a good friend so i believe him and you should believe me”, okay okay fine i wont get it out until i really need to. “oh! hello brad i didnt hear you come it” roses mom saids surprised “o-oh hello mrs. copper sorry i let my self in ill leave in a min i just wanted to see rose before she left for camp” brad said as he pushed his glasses up his face getting off the bed, pfft let my self in my ass i mumble as i put my backpack on my back “shush!” brad said elbowing my in the arm “haha well you are always welcome in are house anytime brad” roses mom said as she smiles and walkes downstairs “shit your mom is hot rose” brad said in a fluttery daze, the fuck brad! i exclaim punching him in the shoulder “ haha hey im sorry! i was joking… maybe” brad said laughing, ugh weirdo i say as i role my eyes come on lets go wait outside “haha okay” brad said as both of you walk you walk outside and sit down on my pouch. damn i dont wanna go i say looking out at the road, “same tho im gonna miss you and please come back the same..” brad said getting all emotional, haha dude calm down ill come back and wip your ass at call of duty i say smiling at him “haha good” brad smiles leaning in for a hug, i hug him for a min when i hear a honk and doors opening. “oh good there here! rose lets go the bus is here” roses mom said as she comes out onto the frunt porch, i know mom i know i say putting my backpack on my back and my other bag on my shoulder “damn okay i guess this is it rose ill see you in a week.. promise just a week..” brad said in a sad but serious tone as he gets  up with you, hey hey dont worry brad ill be fine ill see you in a week i say putting my hands on his shoulders “good okay” brad said as he hugged me and whispered into my ear as he droped a pocket knife into the same pocket as the week and her phone. after a few seconds i nod and walk to the bus that saids “crystal falls camp boys bus” i step onto the and look down the two rows of seets full of boys, umm i should be on the girls bus “well the list said rose copper boys bus so your gonna be on this bus and even camping with a boy on this bus to” mr. busdrivier said as he closed the door and starts driving… to be contented( hey i hope you guys liked it i know it probs sucks but its my first story so bare with me plz thxs chapter 2 will be out soon)