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goodbye from screnwriter!

Hi. If you’ve been an avid follower of mine, you know that I am terrible at going through with hiatuses, or leaving Tumblr for that matter (there are reasons for that, lil more on the depressing side though, so we’ll leave it at legitimate reasons).

This time however, I am leaving this blog for good. I feel like I’ve lost my touch as a writer, and I don’t feel like the same creator I was even a year ago, and I’m starting to suspect it has something to do with constant Tumblr exposure and the amount of prompts I write (despite how dumb it sounds). Point is, I need to find myself as a writer again, and I need to put full focus on my future career, so I am officially laying screnwriter to rest. 🤍

Blog will remain public, prompts will stay for whoever might need them, and most likely I will continue posting screenwriting and acting advice on @screnwriting a couple times each month, but no promises.

So long, partners! (Sorry. Corny phrases like that is precisely why I need to find myself again) Good luck on your writing journeys 🤍🤍🤍

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fake dating starters

'' i need a favor. ''

'' kiss me like you mean it. ''

'' try harder. ''

'' this is never gonna work. ''

'' could you at least pretend to like me? ''

'' this is torture. ''

'' last week you said you hated me. ''

'' now you want me to be your date? ''

'' i volunteer. ''

'' what i'm about to ask you, might be a little... inappropriate. ''

'' smile and nod. ''

'' let me do the talking. ''

'' you owe me dinner. ''

'' kisses aren't necessary. ''

'' we can stick to hugs and hand holding. ''

'' that ring is massive... ''

'' are we engaged? ''

'' i forgot your father's name! ''

'' oh god, this is a disaster. ''

'' romance novels make it all sound so easy... ''

'' go live out your Y/N fantasies elsewhere. ''

'' i’ve been waiting for this moment all my life! ''

'' guess all those romance novels paid off after all, huh? ''

'' okay, but then you gotta bring me [chipotle] after we're done. ''

'' nice! who are we pranking? ''

'' again? ''

'' no, no way. not after what happened last time. ''

'' if you’re in love with me, just say so. ''

'' have you considered getting an actual [girlfriend] for once? ''

'' no one is going to believe this. ''

'' everyone is going to believe this. ''

'' should we practice? ''

'' 4 feet distance. '' '' i'm your [girlfriend]. '' '' oh, that's right. shit. ''

'' what'd you mean our apartment? ''

'' you feel it too, don't you? ''

'' i don't want this to end. i don't. ''

'' you need a date, i'm available. ''

'' whatever you do, don't fall in love with me. ''

'' why did you kiss me? '' '' it's part of the plan. '' '' but there's no one here. ''

'' don't you patronize me, i know what i'm doing. [trust me]. ''

'' you fake dates for a living? ''

'' this is a terrible idea. ''

'' [they] already think we're dating. ''

'' i can't stand the sound of your voice, let alone the thought of kissing you. ''

'' just kiss me. ''

'' if i give you ten dollars, will you do it? ''

'' it's one weekend. ''

'' if you wanna go home, just go home. ''

'' we don't need to spend actual time together. at least not behind close doors. ''

'' my ex won't leave me alone, okay, i'm in desperate need of a diversion. ''

'' are you blackmailing me? '' '' maybe. ''

'' you really gonna pretend last night didn't happen? ''

'' you're fooling no one. ''

'' i am not in love with you! ''

'' you gon' kick your spouse out? ''

'' pay the bills or get out. ''

'' it was your idea! ''

'' name, you don't even live here. ''

'' are you that desperate? '' '' yes. ''

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life’s too short to be embarrassed you read x reader fan fiction. live ur life and date as many imaginary boys as u want

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50 WORDS TO USE INSTEAD OF “SAID”

Do you ever find yourself over-using the word “said” in your writing? Try using these words/phrases instead:

stated

commented

declared

spoke

responded

voiced

noted

uttered

iterated

explained

remarked

acknowledged

mentioned

announced

shouted

expressed

articulated

exclaimed

proclaimed

whispered

babbled

observed

deadpanned

joked

hinted

informed

coaxed

offered

cried

affirmed

vocalized

laughed

ordered

suggested

admitted

verbalized

indicated

confirmed

apologized

muttered

proposed

chatted

lied

rambled

talked

pointed out

blurted out

chimed in

brought up

wondered aloud

(NOTE: Keep in mind that all of these words have slightly different meanings and are associated with different emotions/scenarios.)

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oblivious idiots in love

“ you really don’t see it, do you? “

“ if there’s nothing going on there, you don’t mind if i ask [her] out, do you? “

“ you flat out just admitted you have feelings for me. “

“ i think i’m falling in love with you. “

“ is that really all [she] is to you? “

“ [he] kissed you? “ it was more of a peck... “

“ [she’s] just a friend? “

“ you’re so full of shit. “

“ come on, you’re in love with [her]. “

“ doesn’t take an idiot to figure it out. “ “ are you calling me an idiot? “

“ i’ve been wanting to kiss you for a while. “

“ so you kissed [him], and then you... “ “ ran away. i mean... “

“ friends don't look at each other that way. “

“ not like i’ve fantasized about you, or anything… “

“ friends don’t talk about each other that way. “

“ you said i had nice lips. who says that? “

“ it’s just an innocent kiss. “

“ it’s easy to confuse feelings for something they aren’t, especially when eye-contact is involved. “

“ friends kiss each other all the time, right? “

“ we're just friends. “

“ you're still hung up on [name of ex]. “

“ if you refuse to make a move, i will. “

'' man, fuck that guy. [he] doesn't deserve [her].''

'' go show [her] what [she’s] missing. “

“ god, just, put us all out of our misery and admit it already. “

“ you were practically made for each other. “

“ she shut me down last time, remember? “

“ you’re in denial. “

“ i am not in denial! “

“ you should be with someone who respects you. “ “ and who would that be? “

“ look me in the eyes, and tell me you don’t feel something for [them]. “

“ do you have a crush on me or something? “

“ are you asking me out? “ “ no! i mean yes, maybe, as friends? “

“ don’t let this one go. ''

'' he’s perfect for you. ''

“ unless you don't like me, in which case i take it back. “

“ do you think that this, us… do you think it could be something more? “

“ [she’s] everything i ever wanted, but i don’t want to risk losing [her] as a friend. “

“ i’m worried, that if we go there, and things don't work out... you know, things might never be the same. “

“ you know that’s not the case. [she] adores you. “

“ you’re more than just friends. it’s obvious. “

“ of course i love [him]. we’ve been friends for ages. “

“ grow some balls and be honest with [her]. “

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Writers. Could you reblog this if you edit as you go. I'm trying to see something

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stop showing me men with big beautiful brown eyes. what am i supposed to do. do you want me to fucking die

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Soooo, i finished watching AHS Asylum after maybe 2 weeks. I really enjoyed it. I didn't really know which season I wanted to see after that, I was really afraid that Cult might be too scary or gory for me, but I started it anyway.

And OMG, it was so good! It was actually too gory for me and there were scenes I didn't watch because of that. But apart from that, I really liked the plot, I loved that there was no supernatural stuff for once. The actors were great, shoutout to Sarah Paulson. And obvisouly, Evan was fucking amazing and handsome. I kind of hate that I prefer him as Kai than as Kit, cause the character is so awful but his hotness is really over the top! 😅

I don't know which season I'm gonna watch after that. If you have any suggestion, I'd glady hear it 😊

#evan peters #ahs cult #american horror story #kai anderson

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I swear i keep on writing my "It took you long enough" fic. When i'm posting it, i will allow you to tell me "It took you long enough" =D Buuuuut, right now I also have ideas for others fics (please don't be mad at me...), like one about falling for your boyfriend's roommate (whose name is Peter Maximoff obviously) and engaging in an angsty adulterous relationship. Very angsty, very smutty, very fluffy too. I love those kind of attractions between two people who can't act on it for whatever reason. I know cheating on someone is not a really fun subject but there is no point into forgetting that it happens sometimes.

I'm not going to promise you that this would be written soon (because i know it won't), but i swear i'm not done with my dear Quicksilver <3

#peter maximoff fanfiction #peter maximoff #peter maximoff x reader #evan peters #quicksilver fanfiction

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🥵🥵🥵

Mare Sheehan and Colin Zabel being a total mood in Episode 2 of Mare of Easttown. xD

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After just one episode, I can tell you that: I'm in love with Kit Walker

What a fucking surprise 😅

Okaaaaay, so I'm going to start watching AHS Asylum because I need content with Evan in it. But I really don't like horror movies and shows (I saw Murder House, it was okay I guess, not too scary and not too gory either) so I'm kinda afraid to start it.

I hope it will be okay because I already saw nearly every movies and shows with Evan and I need new content ffs 😭😭😭

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Okaaaaay, so I'm going to start watching AHS Asylum because I need content with Evan in it. But I really don't like horror movies and shows (I saw Murder House, it was okay I guess, not too scary and not too gory either) so I'm kinda afraid to start it.

I hope it will be okay because I already saw nearly every movies and shows with Evan and I need new content ffs 😭😭😭

#ahs asylum #evan peters #kit walker #american horror story

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Sorry about being so long writing my "Took you long enough" fic, I worked on it yesterday, organizing the chapters. It's gonna be a loooong way until the end 😅 but at least now, i know where i'm going. I'll try to update it this week if I can 🙈

#quicksilver fanfiction #peter maximoff #peter maximoff fanfiction #quicksilver #x men fanfiction

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I think i'll spend the evening reading fics about Colin Zabel, I don't really need anything else

#colin zabel #mare of easttown

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It took you long enough

Chapter I

Chapter II: The hangover

Relationships: Quicksilver x fem!reader  —   Warren Worthington III x fem!reader

Warning: angst but nothing else (things will get smutty at some point, but not in this chapter), mention of alcohol intoxication, mentions of people throwing up

Summary: The story takes place in 2022, in an AU similar to our world, so there are no mutant powers. Reader is a french girl entering our heroes university (kind of similar to Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngsters). She will meet characters from the X-Men Universe, making friends, meeting boys, finding her way in this life. I don’t want to spoil anything but there will be a love triangle, a very slow burn and some smutty stuff towards the end. Just remember that I’m a Maximoff girl ;)

Author’s notes: my second chapter was already ready, so i’m posting it! Again, english not being my first language, you might find some mistakes here and there, so don’t hesitate to tell me! I will edit them =) And again, it’s a sloooow burn, i really want to build something strong between my characters, so I’m very sorry if it doesn’t move as quickly as you’d like

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The second you woke up, you felt something was wrong. Actually, quite a few things were wrong. Your head was hammering, your mouth was dry, your stomach was aching. You opened your eyes for a brief moment to see that, at least, you were in your room. Your curtains were not closed, letting all that fucking sunshine in. You buried your face into your pillow, pulling your cover on your head to try to fall asleep again. Memories from the night before were beginning to crawl back to your conscience. So, obviously you had way too much alcohol. You remembered starting the night with Jubilee and two of her friends, Jean and Scott in the park. You actually drank a lot in the first couple of hours, just in their company. You remembered you were quite stressed out to see Warren again, and so you drank. A lot. Way too much.

You remembered seeing him coming to your group direction with a guy you had not met yet. Seeing your group, they greeted you all and took place in your circle. Your head already felt fuzzy at that time. You heard the others talking, not quite understanding what they were saying. English not being your first language plus the amount of alcohol you had drank was not the best mix to understand a word they had been saying. It had been very difficult to concentrate on any of their words, so you had just nodded and laughed every time you had heard someone talking to you. You did not remember anything more from the night except for someone holding your hair while you were puking. Oh god. You hoped it was Jubilee who helped you throw up, it would be so embarrassing if it was someone you met that night, or worse, Warren.

After a moment feeling only stressed out and nauseous, you decided to get up and take a shower. The hot water felt so good on your body, so you stayed under the stream for about twenty minutes, trying to remember any new piece of information about the previous night. Like: did you come back to your room all by yourself or did somebody help you? Did you embarrass yourself? You knew that you could easily snap while drunk, singing loudly, dancing, screaming, flirting heavily. You just hoped that you had not had the time to do any of that before going to bed. It would have been a very poor way to meet new people.

You got out of the shower still worrying yourself about the previous night and put on some sweatpants and hoodie. You had been supposed to meet the people in charge of the many activities the school had to offer with the other new students in the cafeteria this day, but it was already 11am and you did not want to draw attention by being late. So, you went to the kitchen to grab a cup of coffee and hopefully something to calm your stomach. There were only two people in it when you arrived, but you did not talk or even make eye contact with them in case they remembered you from the previous night. You were pouring yourself a cup of coffee when you heard someone come in and shout : “Yo Speedy Gonzales!”. You assumed this guy was talking to one of the two people who were in the kitchen with you, so you did not even turn your head in his direction. But you had to when you felt a presence at your side and heard him repeat : “Hey Speedy! How are you today?”. You eventually looked at the man standing close to you and apparently talking to you.

You vaguely recognized the guy who came with Warren the previous day. He was tall, with dirty blond, almost silver, hair. He had big brown eyes and a big  smile plastered on his face. He was wearing a leather jacket, a Led Zeppelin t-shirt underneath it which was tucked in his black jeans, and biker boots. He looked kind of good, not really your type of guy, but quite nice. You did not really record talking to him the other night, but by the way he was speaking to you, you must have done something for him to remember you.

He was standing still in front of you, with a half puzzled, half mocking grin. After a few seconds, you finally open your mouth to let out a shy: “Hi?”

“You don’t remember me, right?” he said.

“Not really, no. I’m sorry.”

He did not seem hurt by your answer. On the contrary, he burst into a warm laugh. He brought a bit of joy hearing him laugh like that, even though you understood that he was kind of mocking you in a way.

“You really were drunk Speedy!”

“Why do you call me that?” you asked, curious.

“Cause you got drunk so fucking fast. It was only 10pm when I held your hair for you to puke against an oak tree. Not very nice by the way, you had to pick my favorite tree of the whole park to vomit on.”

Hearing those words, you felt so embarrassed. So it was true, someone did help you throw up, and you did not know that person. Had he even told you his name?

As if he was reading your mind, he reached out for your hand to shake it and told you:

“I’m Peter by the way. Since you don’t seem to recall me. Peter Maximoff.” He still had a teasing smile on his lips. You were sure this guy was going to be a pain in the ass but maybe a friend as well.

“I’m really really sorry about that. Not remembering you and puking on your tree. And the fact that you helped me throw up. That is so fucking embarassing. My first day here and I’m already making a fool of myself…” you responded, your cheeks red with embarrassment.

“Really, don’t worry about it. I make a fool of myself every single day and I’m okay. You just have to embrace it!” he said, opening his arms.

“And for the record, you seem really cool and nice. So, forget about your little misadventure with my tree. I don’t think it’ll mind.”

You laughed at his words. This Peter guy will definitely be a good friend.

“So, hum, do you live in the building as well?” you asked, trying subtly to change the subject.

“Nope! I live in a flat nearby. You met my roommate yesterday. I don’t know if you remember this one, his name is Warren.”

At the mention of Warren, your already pink cheeks darkened to a bright red. You hoped that Peter would not notice your change of color, but he definitely saw it because he immediately started laughing:

“Oh oh! You do remember Warren, right? So what, you have a crush on him or something like that? I’m not really surprised, this man is like a magnet for women. Did you talk to him at least?” He was smiling with his whole face, teasing you.

“No, yes, i mean… Yeah, I met him yesterday but no, I don’t have a crush on him. I just think he is cute…” You felt so awkward.

“The man’s not cute. He looks like a fucking angel and I get it, really. Trust me, you’re not the first girl to fall for him just by looking at him”

Peter must have seen the look of disappointment on your face at his mention of the other girls, because he added immediately: “but don’t worry, with your pretty face and pretty accent, you have all your chances with the guy. I could even be your wingman if you want”, he said winking at you.

You smiled shyly and answered : “Thanks Peter, but I think I’ll be okay”.

“As you want Speedy! Listen, I have to run but it was nice to meet you again, under better circumstances at least. See ya gorgeous!” You saw him take a Twinkie on a shelf before running out of the kitchen.

Left alone in the kitchen, you grabbed your coffee mug, a banana and went back to your room. The day before, you just had time to put your suitcases in and change the sheets of your bed before Jubilee made you go to the party in the park. You had not had the time to really look at the room, but now that you were fully awake, you could discover it a little bit more. It was not very big, it had a pretty comfy single bed, a desk in front of the big window, letting  the sunshine in. A closet for your clothes was put in the opposite angle of the room and you had your own private bathroom which was great. You had heard that some other students shared their rooms, and even though you were happy to make friends, it was important for you to have your personal space and no one to share your bathroom with. You told yourself that maybe it was time to tidy a bit, storing your clothes and your belongings in the closet and on the desk. As you were sorting your stuff, you also tried to sort out everything you learned from the previous night and day.

First of all, there was Jubilee. She was clearly a very fun girl, and popular too. Everyone seemed to like her and she seemed very nice. She lived in the same building as you but on the 3rd floor, while you lived on the 1st. Then, there was Jean and Scott, who had been in a relationship for some time now. They were really cool too, Jean seemed to be a bit mysterious, she always watched people as she was reading their mind, which was a bit creepy. Scott was nice and easy going. They had their own place near the school. 

Finally, you had Warren and Peter. According to Peter, Warren was kind of a womanizer. You did not know if this information made you happy or not. You surely could use a sort of rebound to completely forget about your ex, but at the same time, you knew you could easily fall for a man like Warren. But maybe flirting with him could increase your confidence. When you decided to leave France, it was obviously for a change of scenery and to meet new people. But perhaps, it was also an opportunity to reinvent yourself, force your destiny by doing things you never thought you could do before. To become the person you really wanted to be. And maybe flirting with someone who seemed out of your league was the first step.

As for Peter, he seemed like an energetic guy who was nice and liked to tease a lot. You felt that he could become a very good friend. And maybe, you could befriend him to get close to Warren ?

You were still lost in your thoughts when you heard someone knock on your door. You had not had the time to fully open the door that Jubile stormed in. “Y/N ! How are you? Did you sleep well? I helped you go to bed, you were soooo drunk OMG! You French people really like to drink a lot, don’t you?”

“Oh hey Jubilee. Yeah, I’m so sorry about that, it’s so embarrassing… Peter told me he helped me throw up. I can’t believe I acted like that, people must think I’m a drunk.”

“You saw Peter?” she asked you.

“Yeah, I met him in the kitchen this morning. I didn’t really remember him actually. It was kind of awkward, but he was pretty cool about it.”

“Don’t worry about him, he is very cool. And he got in way worse situations than this, so I don’t think he’ll mind that you didn’t remember him or that he helped you throw up.”

She was looking at your stuff while talking, asking questions about some souvenirs you brought from France. You wanted to ask her about Warren but you did not know how to bring that up without seeming too interested. 

“You didn’t go to the reunion this morning, did you? Already skipping class?” she asked, smirking a bit.

“No, I didn't go…” you said sheepishly. “Was too hungover…”

Jubilee laughed at your answer. “I think we really are going to be great friends! Oh, by the way, tonight we’re having another party in the park. You have to come, but maybe don’t drink too much this time”, she winked at you.

“I’ll try” you said, a little smile on your lips.

“Warren is going to be there again, so put on your best outfit and finest make up!”

At the mention of Warren, you felt you face reden. You did not want to be this obvious but you were way too emotional, always had been. Jubilee was smiling widely while looking at you.

“You really like him, don’t you. Man, this guy is really a girl magnet.” She was looking in your closet, putting some “good” outfits on your bed while commenting.

“You really have great clothes! Would you mind lending some to me sometimes?” she asked.

“No problem. I’d be happy to.”

You had not brought a lot of clothes so you did not know what she could possibly be interested in. You were usually dressed with denim pants, t-shirt, hoodie and a pair of Vans or Dr Martens shoes. You loved a good flannel shirt as well. When you were still with your ex boyfriend, you enjoyed stealing one of his shirts and making a knot with the flaps. You actually kept your favorite one, hoping he would not have figured it out. 

Jubilee did find the only two dresses that you brought from France and insisted on you to put it on. You refused, saying that they were too fancy for a party in the park.

“But you will look so pretty Y/N!” she insisted.

“No way! I don’t think I’m going to look pretty if I puke again, especially in that dress.”

“So you count on throwing up again?” she asked smirking.

“Of course not, but I know how I am. And sometimes, especially when I don’t know a lot of people, I can get carried away, you know…”

“Well, don’t say no more! I’m going to keep an eye on you, I will prevent you from drinking if I think you’ve already had too much, ok?”

“You sure?” you asked. “It might be boring and I don’t want you to babysit me.”

“No worries! I might ask Peter to help me, it’d be fun to watch you flirt with Warren.” She winked at you. “I might even suggest a little bet to Peter.” She seemed happy with herself, clapping her hands while jumping in place.

“God, I’m already regretting it…” you said while looking at your dresses.

#x men fanfiction #peter maximoff #peter maximoff x reader #peter maximoff fanfiction #quicksilver #evan peters #warren worthington iii #alternate universe #quicksilver fanfiction #quicksilver x reader

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It took you long enough

Chapter I: A fresh start

Relationships: Quicksilver x fem!reader  —   Warren Worthington III x fem!reader

Warning: angst but nothing else (things will get smutty at some point, but not in this chapter)

Summary: The story takes place in 2022, in an AU similar to our world, so there are no mutant powers. Reader is a french girl entering our heroes university (kind of similar to Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngsters). She will meet characters from the X-Men Universe, making friends, meeting boys, finding her way in this life. I don’t want to spoil anything but there will be a love triangle, a very slow burn and some smutty stuff towards the end. Just remember that I’m a Maximoff girl ;)

Author’s notes: This is my first time posting a fanfic omg!! I am french (like the reader, yes), so I’m really sorry if there are mistakes. Don’t hesitate to tell me, I would be happy to correct things! Tell me if you like the story, I will be updating the following chapter very soon 

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Entering this new school was quite a challenge for you, but after all, maybe it was what you needed. You left France to start studying in the US, near New York, after a hard breakup. You needed a fresh start, new people to meet, a whole new world to discover. This university had a great reputation and with your grades in France, you had had no difficulties to integrate their program. Before leaving France, you had been very eager to go; but since you arrived, you were starting to feel very stressed. What if you had made a terrible mistake? What if you could not make new friends? 

You were there for just two days and already regretting it. You spent the first two nights at a hotel, waiting for the welcoming week at your new school. You were told that a lot of activities and parties would take place during this time. You felt anguished at the idea of meeting new people, even though you came here for this exact purpose. Maybe it was not too late to come back to France and reintegrate your old school. 

You were supposed to finish your Master Degree in mathematics there since you had already studied for four years in France. The dean had made a speech for you, newcomers. It was a bald man in a wheelchair named Charles Xavier, who seemed quite nice. There were very few new students with you at this presentation, since it was just for people integrating a master degree from another school, like yourself. You had watched the other people around you, but did not get the nerve to talk to any of them, anxiety and shyness washing over you.

As you got out of the classroom where the presentation took place, you remained standing in the beautiful wooden hall with your two suitcases, people swarming around you. You were told by the dean that students were supposed to show you the building and that you got to present yourself to more meetings during the week. But, something felt quite off, like you did not really belong there and it was starting to make you feel very anxious. You were starting to plan your escape when a girl wearing a very colorful outfit came right to your direction to greet you:

“Hey! You’re one of the new students right? I don’t think I have seen you before! My name’s Jubilation Lee, but you can call me Jubilee.”

She was shaking your hand quite vigorously, a big smile on her face, obviously waiting for you to introduce yourself.

“Oh! Hi, my name is Y/N YL/N. And yeah, I’m new here” you said sheepishly.

“ Oh my god, she said. Are you french?? Oh my god, your accent is sooooo cute! You’re going to make a lot of people fall for you, I’m sure!  I’m already thinking about people I could introduce you to! Do you prefer girls or guys? Or both? Or none?”

“ Oh thank you, but I’m really not ready for that right now” you said, feeling embarrassed. “ I just got out of a pretty serious relationship, so I think I’m going to stay away from boys for the moment.”

“ Oh, I’m really sorry sweetie…” she said, and you were sure she meant it. Maybe finding a friend might not be so difficult after all. “But you know, some times, the best way to forget about a guy is to fuck another guy. And I have a bunch to introduce you to” she added, winking at you.

You felt your cheeks warming at her words. You were definitely not ready to “fuck another guy”, but at least this girl was quite nice and fun. And it could not hurt to meet new people.

“Ok” she said, “I am supposed to show you the different classes, offices, libraries, cafeterias, etc. We are going to do that quickly so that I can bring you to your room and then we will go to the welcoming party in the park and you will tell me everything about you!” Her speech flow was very quick, so was her path inside the building. She really was something and you liked her energy. She was showing you every room of this amazing building. Even for a French girl like you, it was quite astonishing. Everything was stone and wood. Your school in France was very different, you had not had the chance to go to a very prestigious university there. 

While she showed you the cafeteria, she asked you if you cooked. “Yes, I do. Quite a lot actually” you answered, a light smile on your lips. “Oh my god!” she said, “you’ll have to cook for us! Peter is going to love you, he is such an ogre!”. You had no idea who this Peter guy was, but you were happy to know that your cooking skills could be useful here.

“You’ll see, we have the cafeteria but we also have a huge kitchen at the end of the building, near the dorms. I hope you’re going to make us some delicious french meals, I can't wait!!”

You laughed at her reaction and that’s when you saw him. One of the most handsome guys you had ever seen. Oh god, you were so fucked. He was standing 10 feet away from you in the hallway, talking with a very beautiful dark haired girl. You felt a pinch of jealousy in your heart when you saw them laughing together, even though you did not know who that guy was. Jubilee must have seen you gazing at him because she grabbed your arm, turned you to her, a big smile on her face and whispered quite loudly : “Oh my god! You already have a crush! I must introduce you to him!! That is the perfect guy to forget your stupid ex with!”

You tried to escape, feeling more panicked by the second, while she was pushing you towards the guy and his friend. Noticing you and Jubilee, they watched you quizzically as you were battling with her. Jubilee did not let you run away and still pushing you, greeted them, a big smile on her face : “Hey guys! What’s up? I need to introduce you to Y/N, she is from France and she will study here from now on!”

The pretty girl smiled at you and reached your hand to shake it “Hi Y/N, I’m Rebecca!”. You shook her hand and answered to her shyly: “Nice to meet you.” Your gaze automatically switched its direction and got caught in the boy’s eyes. He was so fucking handsome, you felt your cheeks immediately burn as his eyes bore into yours. He, too, grabbed your hand to shake it. His hand was big and soft and as he studied your face and smiled, you heard his beautiful voice say to you : “Hi Y/N, it’s a pleasure to meet you. My name is Warren.”

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