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elite-clarington:

Just go to the gym with Smythe and I. I’m sure no one would even try with both of us there with you. 

Thanks, but no thanks.

#dash #hunterc

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text message 📱 quinter

HUNTER: What are you talking about, Quinn?

QUINN: Jake sure knew a lot that he couldn't have possibly just confirmed from a gossip blog.

QUINN: Don't play stupid with me. You're one of my best friends, or so I thought.

#texts #hunterc

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racheldarling-elite:

I’m convinced that the two were raised together and just never felt the need to inform us, when we played the mother lotto we didn’t exactly get bank. Precisely why I canceled said dinner multiple times. You should come visit me instead, I’m much better company, not to mention I miss you. 

Maybe it’s all a conspiracy, after all. You couldn’t manage to get out of it one last time? I almost hate to admit that I’ve missed you, too, Rach. I’ve just been very busy lately, as I’m sure you understand. Or at least somewhat understand.

#dash #rachelb

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maseinthecity:

PM: 

Even siblings are allowed to have their bickering moments, and after being lectured about who my date should be for my parents’ party and her dating someone now who I don’t really think deserves her, I can’t say I approve of either choices. I don’t like his attitude, and I don’t think he treats Madison the way she should be treated. Not to mention what you were doing to Sam? Q, that’s not cool. Sam is a great guy.

[PM]

Oh, so they’re all of the sudden dating now? Bounce back quick, much? I’d like to, but can’t really say that I’m surprised. She’ll just have to learn the hard way that nobody is really looking out for her on the UES. You’ve just got to look out for yourself. Sam and I weren’t in a committed relationship, either. What’s with everyone? One second you’re friends and going out to lunch together and the next, you’re wearing a chastity belt? Did I miss something?

#pm #masonm

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maseinthecity:

PM: 

I wasn’t aware that what my sister thinks is my thoughts as well. I’m my own person and I’m capable of feeling my own things. Yeah, I’m confused as to why you did what you did and posted it for everyone to see – but Hunter is literal scum so frankly you and Mads can do way better.

[PM]

I’m aware, and that may very well be the case, but blood is thicker than water and family generally tends to stick together. Especially you two. You’re practically joined at the hip. I did nothing of the sort, Mason. He’s one of my best friends. I kept everything private for a reason. And while I may be very annoyed with him at the moment, I still don’t believe that what happened speaks directly of his character. Nor do I think that hooking up with more than one girl while you’re single is a crime.

#pm #masonm

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maseinthecity:

People are super gross like that, honestly. I’m super sorry you had to deal with that kind of crap, babe. Are you doing alright now?

Oh, we’re still talking? I gathered that after I declined the invite to the event last week and left your other half feeling rather upset with me, we would no longer be in communication.

#dash #masonm

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text message 📱 quinter

QUINN: I thought everything was supposed to stay between us two (and Madison, since it should be no surprise that you had to include your girlfriend in *our* private business).

QUINN: I call bullshit.

#texts #hunterc

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thedancingjake:

Sound advice. I’ll have to apply that when I make a name for myself. That’s kind of…dark, but if you don’t want to talk about it, then we won’t. But I could really use some hypothetical help if you’re up to it.

Oh, you’re beginning to make a name here on the UES. I’m just not so sure it’s in the way that you’re hoping for. I don’t. Let’s talk about you- I mean, this “hypothetical” situation instead.

#dash #jakep

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thedancingjake:

Okay we’re idiots all the time, but sometimes we have our moments. Five in the morning is a little yikes but I can do that. Be warned that I haven’t actually been in a real gym in a long time so I might look lost.

Quinn, I know about the two of you. Don’t worry, I don’t give a crap about whatever drama is or was going on and I’m not here to blackmail you.

Getting up at that hour to work out leads to a productive day. A girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do. 

My mother always said that If I pretend it didn’t happen, it will go away. Therefore, I don’t want to talk about it. We’re not involved.

#dash #jakep

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thedancingjake:

Don’t worry, I totally get it. Us guys can be idiots sometimes…some more than others. Me? Slow you down? That’s hilarious. I’ll see if I can match your pace.

Sorry if this is weird to ask, but how are things with Hunter?

Sometimes? If sometimes really means all the time... Okay. Well, I work out every day, Monday through Friday, from 5:00 to 7:00 a.m. Busy girl, busy schedule.

Yeah, it’s a little weird. Hunter’s fine, I guess? I haven’t heard from him lately. Why? And why are you asking me? I’m not his keeper. 

#dash #jakep

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thedancingjake:

You shouldn’t have to skip out on something you enjoy just because some assholes can’t mind their own business and keep their eyes to themselves. If you need a partner to come with you to make sure they don’t bother you, I would not mind giving up my routine for a while.

Sorry if I offend- It’s just annoying. Totally. You’re welcome to join any time. Just make sure that you’re on my level before you show up. Wouldn’t want you slowing me down, Puckerman. Thanks for the offer.

#//she's joking i swear #but she always sounds like a bitch

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racheldarling-elite:

Dinner with Mother….someone send help, I’m not even at the restaurant yet and I can already feel the pressure of her higher expectations hitting me full force. I think I’d rather be at an open casting call.

I’m positive that Judy is just as awful. I feel your pain. That’s why I avoid going home to visit Mom & Dad at all costs.

#dash #rachelb

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Men are pigs. You want to know what’s absolutely disgusting? Lately, the gym is swarming with men who can’t seem to keep their eyes in their sockets. They aren’t just looking- they’re staring. If it ultimately makes me feel uncomfortable enough to leave, it’s not okay. It looks like I need to stick strictly to my private gym from now on. 

#elitestart

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obisamkenobi:

This was not what he was expecting to happen to today. He knew that he liked her, but he had no idea how she felt about him. She was hard to read. And yet, he had this high hope that she would maybe feel the same way about him, maybe. Sam knew that he had no right to care like he did. He had hooked up with Brittany and Santana. But whatever was going on between the two of them, he wanted there to be no misunderstanding. 

“I have to confess that when I first arrived, I sorta got swept up into the whole party scene and um,” He paused for a moment. “I slept with Santana and Brittany. It was just a one-time thing.” He wasn’t quite sure how else to say it so he just laid it out there. “You didn’t hurt me, not at all.” It’d be pretty hypocritical if it had hurt him. As soon as she said was she feeling down, Sam immediately shook his head, sad for her that she felt that way. “Hey, why were you feeling lonely?” He asked, genuine concern appearing upon his face. He hoped that he was already showing her that he wouldn’t let her down. That was the last thing he wanted to ever do. “That feeling of being let down, I get it. I really do. Friends or more than friends, I’ll never let you down.” He took pride in taking care of his friends. He really wished that someone could pinch him right about now, so that he knew that he wasn’t dreaming. He could definitely be dreaming right now. Sam took both of her hands into his own and looked her in the eyes as best as he could from their slight height difference. “I like you too, Quinn Fabray. I really do. And not just as a friend.” 

Quinn had no idea what she was doing. She wasn’t the type of girl to wear her heart on her sleeve and she certainly wasn’t the type to admit feelings for someone first. An action like that would leave her feeling far too vulnerable. Yet, here she was, laying her own heart on the line for him like it was nothing. Sam didn’t seem like all the other guys she had become involved with on the Upper East Side. He was entirely different. Mostly in a good way. He was a little rough around the edges. Perhaps being involved with her, she could polish him to be more suited for his new lifestyle in New York. Which, of course, would lend to him being suited to be seen on her arm as well. It was very important to her that she projected a certain image and unfortunately, she didn’t have room for an unemployed guy from Tennessee in Crocs and a cowboy hat. But, how could she help him without changing who he was entirely? And how could she do it without hurting his feelings?

So he wasn’t as innocent as he seemed, Quinn realized as he confessed to her about his drunken one-night stand with not one, but two, girls from the UES. She had no right to judge him, but wouldn’t it get out eventually? Is that the type of guy the world needed to see her with? What would her friends think? Well, if they reacted anything like the likes of that horrid gossip blog, she knew exactly what was coming for her. Was he worth risking her reputation? Quinn knew she had to let all of these thoughts go and focus on the moment. Everything else could be sorted at a later time. For now, though, she just wanted to continue as if nothing else mattered. And as he lifted her hands into his, her smile widened from one ear to the other. She laced her fingers between his carefully as she listened to him speak. “Obviously, neither one of us are without flaws. Everyone just thinks that I am,” she muttered in a hushed voice as she returned the gaze into his piercing blue eyes. “So, what exactly are we gonna do about that?,” Quinn questioned him, raising an eyebrow, wondering exactly what was on his mind. Were the two on the same page? Were they even reading the same book? Only time would tell.

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obisamkenobi:

Didn’t she tell him to not believe everything he heard on Gossip Girl? And that Instagram post? He wasn’t sure how to even interpret that. He wasn’t quite sure if her and Hunter had a thing or not. But then she cared about what he thought and complimenting him. All it made him want to do was kiss her. So maybe all of this was too good to be true. Maybe he was little in over his head kissing her back when those rumors about her with Hunter were true. 

She sort of lied to him about her and Hunter, but indirectly. He already had trust issues when it came to women, thanks to high school. “Thanks.” He tried to keep his roots here, he was glad to know that it was working. “I’m not gonna lie, I’m a little confused about everything. Are you and Hunter anything?” If they were kissing and she was with Hunter, he wouldn’t be able to forgive himself. “I think I’m just a little confused.” He had just said that, but he was. Sam really liked her, he had to know what was up. He was hoping that she’d be able to clear that up, that way he’d stop trying to pursue whatever this was if that was the case. Although, he was hoping that it wasn’t the case at all. 

Quinn felt an uneasy feeling grow in the pit of her stomach as she noted Sam’s reaction to her honesty. She felt as if she had hurt him. She wanted to be honest with him from the very start. But, at the same time, she almost felt as if she had to protect him from getting hurt. Quinn knew that Sam was more than capable of taking care of himself, but she simply cared too much to knowingly hurt him. However, it turns out that lying to him might have hurt him equally. Quinn was no stranger to manipulating others to get what she wanted, but this felt different. It felt awful. He was the absolute last person on the Upper East Side that she wanted to take advantage of. 

“I didn’t mean to hurt or confuse you,” Quinn confessed as she slowly wrapped a damp, blonde curl around her index finger. “The gossip blog wasn’t right about everything. We did hook up. But, all we are is friends. Hunter and I have always been just friends. I was just... Lonely and feeling down on myself lately,” Quinn paused, glancing back up at him to gauge his emotion as she spoke softly. “And that’s what I thought we were at first, I have to admit. But, that’s not what this feels like any more... It feels like there’s more. And maybe I’m kidding myself. Maybe I didn’t want to admit it to myself because I’m afraid of being let down again,” she theorized. Quinn felt vulnerable as everything came spouting out of her lips like word vomit. Nothing she said was calculated, organized, or well thought out. Everything was just being placed out in the open. “But, I like you, Sam... As more than just a friend.”

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obisamkenobi:

He smiled as she spoke and listened intently to his words. “You definitely picked an amazing view. I really do think that it’s the city that never sleeps.” He watched her lower her toe in, just enamored with everything that was going on here. “I’ve heard that before, thanks to Peter Pan.” He admitted. If anything, she seemed quite convincing herself. She could probably convince him to root for the Giants if she so desired. He watched as she immersed herself in the water and then came back for him. Was he a little awkward right now? Probably. Was it because he was nervous as hell? Yes. There they were, virtually right up against each other and just wow. There was something that went off when their lips touched. Something that made him feel as if this was right. It felt so right. 

“Don’t be.” He too was blushing a little bit. And knew that he had to return the favor. He wanted to return the favor. From what he could tell already, she was a pretty good kisser. Thank God he put on some good ole Lip Smackers before he came here. Sam smiled at her as he took this all in. They on a roof, in a pool, and she kissed him. This was real. A part of him wanted to pinch himself. He pressed his lips against hers, and this time let them linger there. “I’ve been wanting to do that too.” He said once their lips parted. He wanted to practically thank her. In that kiss, he felt something he had never really felt before, though it felt good. He really liked the woman in front of him and wanted to do it again, badly. He just kept staring at her, taking in all her features. “There’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you too, Quinn. You’re beautiful. Like really beautiful. On the inside and out.” Was he making this awkward? He had no idea, “I’ve been wanting to do that for a while too.” 

Quinn had kissed plenty of boys in her lifetime. Unbeknownst to everyone else, she had kissed a few girls, too. But, not once did it feel quite like this. And everything she said was true. She had wanted to kiss him. She waited though- for the perfect moment, for a sign, for something. As their lips collided for the first time, Quinn felt the pace of her heart increase, her pulse quickening as it felt as if everything else had frozen in time. In that moment, it felt as if nothing else existed. For a moment, she couldn’t even hear the busy streets below her apartment. She wasn’t thinking about her busy schedule the following day or about the gossip blog or anything, really... Except this very moment being shared between the two friends. If that’s what she should call him any more. Did friends kiss friends? Not like that. She felt a surge through her entire body, lifting and guiding her arms carefully around his neck as she gazed into his eyes, swaying gently back and forth in the water. Before she had a moment to collect her thoughts, he leaned in for another kiss this time, much longer than the one before. She didn’t hesitate, of course, and instead leaned into him, the pressure she applied to his lips growing stronger by the moment before the two pulled away.

In the dark, she could still pick out his features and expressions as the two hovered in the shallow end of the swimming pool. She eased away slowly, slipping her arms back down from around his neck as her own features softened, a sweet smile forming on her glossed lips. He called her beautiful. It’s not like she didn’t hear it often, but coming from him, it meant something entirely different. She could hear the sincerity in his voice. And the icing on the cake? She didn’t even have to try to impress him. He thought she was beautiful for exactly who she was. She chewed on her lip nervously, looking down for a moment as a small sigh escaped with an exhale. “I need to be honest with you, though, Sam... I haven’t been entirely honest with you. Or anyone, really. I was ashamed and confused and it’s already hard enough out there to keep my business private.” She paused momentarily before putting a bit more distance between the two. “I just don’t want to continue with... whatever this is until you know the truth. Everything that the gossip blog reported about Hunter and I? It was true. Except for the part where they talked about him being better than you. He’s one of my best friends, but he’s not better than you. You’re one of the most genuine people I’ve ever met, Sam. I’m sorry I wasn’t more honest with you before. I was just... a-afraid. Of what everyone would think of me. Of what you’d think of me.”

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obisamkenobi:

He knew that she wasn’t hanging out with him because of popularity or anything, like it was back in high school. If anything, this probably would hurt her reputation, and yet she was still hanging out with him. He wasn’t a Sebastian or a Duke or a Hunter: Sam was probably on the bottom of the totem pole around here. It meant she had to genuinely want to hang out with him, which was still something he couldn’t even begin to fathom. 

“Well then you might have that feeling cause I hate to break it to you, I was a real water guppy. The fish and I are one.” He teased with a smile. He didn’t care if he lost, he honestly just wanted to hang out with her. He was trying extremely hard not to freak out. He was literally with the most beautiful girl in the whole city. Hell, in the whole world. He then looked at her as he replied, “It is beautiful.” Just like her. But he didn’t want to say that aloud, he couldn’t say that aloud. “Wow, you get to look at this all the time? I’m jealous, this is amazing. Seriously. Do you come out here every night?” 

“When I first went apartment hunting, one of my must-haves was a pool. But, one day, my realtor showed me this property and then he took me onto the roof and I was sold. It really is beautiful. It’s not super quiet. You can hear the buzz of the streets even from up here. But, that’s part of the ambience of NYC anyways,” Quinn gushed before moving toward the water’s edge and extending a leg to dip her toe in, swirling it around in the water to check the temperature. “Not bad. If it weren’t heated, a rooftop pool in NY would be a no-go,” she went on as she made her way down the steps of the pool. “If nothing else, mermaids can charm their way into winning. They’re quite convincing creatures,” she suggested with a small smile and a shake of the head, easing herself into the shallow end of the pool. 

Finally, noticing he wasn’t right behind her, Quinn extended her hand and grabbed his, tugging him playfully in her direction. Close enough now, Quinn quietly laughed under her breath, gnawing on her lip as she deliberated her next move. She just couldn’t read him. It felt nearly impossible. Sure, he seemed to enjoy her company, but was it as a friend or more? There was only one way to find out and Quinn didn’t intend to stay in the dark forever. She moved closer to him, wading in the water, leaving very little distance remaining between the two. She could practically feel his wet, bare skin pressed up against her own, a thin material acting as the only separation between the two bodies. “Listen, Sam. I’ve been meaning to do something for a while now,” she confessed as she elevated herself using her tippy toes. Her weightlessness in the water made it that much easier to hover over his lips before pressing them to his lightly. Before he could object, she pulled away and looked at him cautiously, unsure of how he would react to the kiss. “Sorry,” she said, a light pink flush falling over her cheeks. “I just couldn’t resist.”

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