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[saccharine]

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[primadonna.]

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[div class=tag]interacts[/div] thelma jones & marybell greenwich.
[div class=tag]mood[/div] giddy.

[/div] [/div] [/div] [div class=right] [div class=scroll] on the cover of Jackie, teen screen, or seventeen, you could find pictures of girls ogling guys by lockers. and that was the teenage american dream. two brunettes and a blonde stood close by a group of basketball players , algebra textbooks in hand. del, mary - bee, and thelm is what they called each other. "i can't believe he asked you to the snow ball!" thelma's grin nearly reached up to her ears. "you think you'll be snow queen?"

"i sure do hope so. i won last year too but that was with billy and we don't talk about billy anymore." marybell cringed at the end of her sentence. the boy in the letterman she was eyeing looked over at them and the three burst into childish giggles.

del felt her smile widen. slim fingers coiled around the metal lock on her locker, turning it according to the password and popping it open so she could shove her textbooks in. "gee, you've got a real looker, mary-bee." she remarked offhandedly.

"don't worry 'lores, you'll find someone. it took me a week to get tom and look how happy we are." thelma gave her friend a reassuring pat on the back as she shut her locker door.

"happy, i thought you said he —" before marybell could protest, the lunch bell rang. "thelma and i have cheer practice, you'll have to sit alone again for today." del's smile dropped into a scowl.

"again? are you sure you guys aren't ditching me to go play back seat bingo with your boyfriends?" the two girls burst out into laughter once more.

marybell waved her off with a dismissive eye-roll, "she caught us, thelma. see ya around, del."

truth be told, del didn't care much for marybell. she was stuck up and a bit rude, or maybe she was just jealous that thelma seemed to laugh at her jokes more. with a sigh, the short blonde slinked off down the empty halls. she didn't realize how much time went by when the girls were at her locker, the junior building was practically empty. except for a lone figure standing by the office door.

she could only see the silhouette, lean and tall, maybe a teacher? out of sheer curiosity, del tentatively walked forward towards the end of the corridor. she came face to face with a boy who was all too familiar. anthony was in many of her classes and apparently had her lunch too. though this was the first time she had seen him after their class together today. "hi, tony." she greeted a bit shyly, uncharacteristic of the gregarious blonde. [/div] [/div] [/div] [/div]

coded by shady.

 

[saccharine]

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it was a chilly winter in california, but even more chilly was the halls of the usually cheery school; completely abandoned, only holding whispers of a ball to come and an eerie sense of desolation with the occasional paper drifting across the unpolished floors.

tony twisted his fingers, eyes scanning for any signs of life, anything taking up space and oxygen other than him and the needless potted plants scattered around. he could hear amiable talking from the courtyard outside -- a scoff, a laugh, and a soft goodbye -- but to tony, it was as if he were an outsider looking in.

but then there it was. a soft scuffle, a door swinging open -- a teacher? no, the footsteps were too gentle, too delicate. it was a girl, at the very least. his ears, unaccustomed to human noise after his brief isolation, stood at attention, soaking up any sound he could get. to tony, it was a small, unspoken promise of human interaction, something he was longing after his time spent doing his homework in the stairway and then simply waiting for their brief break to end.

he glanced around, leaning forwards from his comfortable nook in the doorway. a small silhouette caught his eye. it was a girl, walking tentatively towards him, her figure cast into light by the bright sunlight streaming in besides her. but her hair gleamed like golden string in the sun, soaking every bit of light it could and reflecting it like a crystal.

it was a delicate sort of beauty, the mysterious girl's halo.

tony leaned back, satisfied with his quick glance and convinced that the mystery angel would walk right on past him. but instead, the little angel came to a stop, eyes aloof and innocent, right before him. delores. tony gave a wan smile at the sight of his classmate; he couldn't say she was more than an acquaintance, but a familiar face nonetheless. he watched attentively as she piped up, voice quavering in the empty halls.

"hey, delores," he said gently, matching her tone and giving a small wave. "how are you faring in this desolate, ravaged world?" tony murmured with a hint of a chuckle, gesturing at the uncannily empty halls around them.

[div class="alt2 hidden"]interactions: delores primadonna.
location: school halls
mood: hey, a person![/div] [/div] [/div] [class=cred] font: Roboto; font-size: 9px; color: #000; text-align: center; [/class] [div class=cred]˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ saccharine[/div]

 

[primadonna.]

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[div class=tag]interacts[/div] anthony porter.
[div class=tag]mood[/div] intrigued.

[/div] [/div] [/div] [div class=right] [div class=scroll] it smelled like rubber shoe soles and paper, as it always did, but her senses were empowered by the sweet smell of peaches, ripe and fresh. a pleasant, clean smell which was very unexpected in a plain old school.

nestled between strands of black, grease held the boy's hair together. he was someone her parents told her to stay away from, and yet del never did.

the blonde sat beside him in the doorway, smoothing out the pleats of her a-line skirt and giving him a sugary smile. "i'm faring pretty well, actually. ever since mrs. holland went on maternity leave, my mind has been sound." del poked fun at her math teacher, pulling her knees up to her chest and tilting her head towards him.

"how about you? how are you holding up?" she shifted her gaze to the sharp features of her newest acquaintance with a raised brow as she waited for his answer.

she stuffed her hand into the pocket of her skirt and pulled out a crumpled piece of paper, tearing off a few bits from the corners to shape it into a heart. [/div] [/div] [/div] [/div]

coded by shady.

 

[saccharine]

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tony chuckled gently, his eyebrows raising and furrowing as he thought of mrs. holland. a cranky one, she was especially nearing the ends of her pregnancy; tony remembered vaguely hearing that she had a girl, but the maternity leave was all any of them really cared about.

he smiled gently down at delores, the streaming sunlight still playing waltzes across her hair. her question brought a warm twinkle to his eyes; small talk, but sweet small talk. tony kicked back, letting his eyes roll up to the ceiling as he mentally cataloged his day.

"oh, just peachy. spent a while working earlier, then came here and relaxed by doing algebra and forcing myself to stay awake with holland's sub. honestly not sure if we got an improvement." he sighed, angling his chin up to the ceiling.

"either way, i should probably get out of here. i'm pretty sure miz is angry with me, for whatever reason." he slung himself up with a charming smile, glancing back down at del. "whatever reason being i took her chemistry assignment." tony gave a smirk, starting off down the hall before turning back with a small smile in his auburn eyes.

"you coming or not?"

[div class="alt2 hidden"]interactions: delores primadonna.
location: school halls
mood: let's be fake cool together[/div] [/div] [/div] [/div] [class=cred] font: Roboto; font-size: 9px; color: #000; text-align: center; [/class] [div class=cred]˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ saccharine[/div]