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mercurymilkshakes · 2 years

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Lose It | Zendaya

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: zendaya x gn! reader

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆(𝐒): angst

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: you reminisce about your relationship as you try to come to terms with your breakup, but no matter how hard you try, you just don't want to accept it.

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓(𝐒): lose it by swmrs

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 1k

In all of the different feelings in the world that a human could possibly feel, it felt like you were lucky enough to have the very worst of it. Of course, there was always physical pain which some might argue was way worse than anything mental, but to you, it just didn't feel that way.

Sitting in the car as rain hammered down onto the roof like the sky was throwing rocks at you to pull you away from your thoughts. You had the music turned up as loud as your stereo could handle it without getting distorted. And you sat there just like that for what seemed like hours.

Clicking on the playlist you had on your phone. Just the two of us. Ironic how only one of you was listening to it now, making your stomach churn and your skin crawl with worried thoughts that perhaps you were doing something wrong.

Two months of exactly this. Pulling up to an old, empty parking lot with your car doors locked just in case anyone decided to try and bug you. Music blaring as you took a painful walk down memory lane.

It seemed like just yesterday when the two of you were sitting in the car singing at the top of your lungs. It had gotten so bad that you had both lost your voices the next day and had to call in from work, but it had been worth it. A whole day just spent in bed watching your favourite movies and basking in the comfortable silence that you had been awarded.

Or all the times you had come to this exact parking lot to practice skateboarding because your desperately wanted to learn, but were terrified of anyone seeing you fall. Everyone besides her, because even though she laughed when you slipped off the board and landed on your ass, she would run over and help you up with a smile. She'd gently kiss your lips and start to help you get your balance before you finally took off and were able to stay on top the small board of wood.

Even the times when all you did was sit in the backseat and kiss. It never went any further than that, but those moments were so quiet and intimate that your skin felt like it was on fire and your heart was racing a million miles per second. You could still feel her hands running through your hair now.

She would always make the comment of how soft it was, she loved the feeling of it's silkiness between her fingertips. She would always ask to do you hair just so she could get more of that comfortable feeling. It always put you damn close to sleep from all the gentle strokes upon your head.

All these things were so good, there was nothing but happy memories all the way until the end. But that sunken feelings just didn't leave your heart.

That single thought that felt so cruel and unforgivable, "What would it be like if I never fell in love with you, Daya?"

One would imagine that after all that happened, you'd finally have learned to live with no regrets. It wasn't that you actually did, but the craving to feel that way was there. The urge to forget it all and stop playing all the same damn songs you would listen to when you'd drive to visit your parents together.

To just pretend none of it had ever happened.

It would have made it all so much easier.

If only you had told your best friend no when they had asked you to go out to dinner with them that night with some work friends. You knew you had to get up early the next morning, but you still decided to go and ended up staying up all night as you waited for the sun to come up.

You spend the whole next month thinking about her and how you wanted to see her again, making a playlist of all the songs that reminded you of that night you spent together chasing the sunrise, talking about life and what you had hoped would come of it. Only to find out when you went to that party a month later that she had done the same thing.

How easy it all would have been if you didn't spend every single minute texting for the next multiple weeks, getting together on the weekends to go to karaoke bars to get drunk and sing your hearts out.

How much easier it would be if you didn't have to lose it all at the end of the ride.

Regret. You regret lying that you were okay when you weren't. Telling everyone you didn't miss her that much. That she was just like a passing ship in the night. Zendaya had been your whole light and life, the reason you woke up excited for a new day. Rolling over in bed to see her sleepy smile and hearing her tired voice just like music to the ears.

She loved all the same music you did, loved the same shows and movies, and despite the height difference you were always sharing clothes.

You missed every single part of her. The good, the bad, the ugly. The moments of love just as much as the moments of fighting. Even when it seemed like the world would freeze and then start to end, it was all worth it.

She made every single bad day feel like just that, just a bad day that passes. Not something life ending and altering. Just a bad day.

God. Your lungs expanded and collapsed, quickly and rapidly. Your skin felt like it was melting off your body and your chest was going to explode. You face was stained with sticky tears, red brushed harshly against your cheeks.

You just couldn't take this feeling anymore.

You wiped away your tears and started up the car, driving home only to park and sit in the car there. The sunlight had dimmed even more and your only light was from your front porch and the dim lights along the street.

Just as you were about to take our your phone and send a message, a familiar car pulled up behind you. Opening up to have the pouring rain run through her hair, down her face, completely drenching her body.

It seemed like time had frozen, the rain had stopped, the wind slowed, and it was just you two.

"I missed you."

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abundanceofsoph · 3 years

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SkyFire 3: Chapter 4

A week of the Late Late Show: May 2017

Word count: 4.1k

SkyFire 3 MASTERLIST

Sorry it's been 3 weeks since the last chapter but I'm back at work and with Christmas approaching I can't promise I'll upload frequently although I do have a lot planned out for the rest of this story. I'm going to aim for monthly chapter updates.

The songs written by Aurora and mentioned in this chapter are Perfect Color - SafetySuit, I'll Be There - Jess Glynne, and Feel Good - Gryffin ft. Daya.

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Aurora and Harry were smiling as they climbed out of their hire car and were instantly greeted by James Corden and ushered into his home. They had driven straight from the airport, not even taking the time to drop off their luggage at the Malibu Mansion where Tony had lived before relocating to New York after building the tower and meeting Steve. James led them inside where his wife Jules immediately pulled them into hugs and the children ran around their feet excitedly. It had been a few months since they had seen them, and Aurora was shocked by how much they had grown in such a short time. Max had recently turned 6, while little Carey was nearing her 3rd birthday and the pair were such perfect combinations of their parents that they melted Aurora’s heart. As soon as Jules released Rori from their hug, Max grabbed her hand, tugging her into the playroom to show her his new toys. She happily sank to the floor, crossing her legs underneath her and smiling enthusiastically as Max handed her one toy after another, chattering away excitedly about where he got them, and which ones were his favourites. Harry joined them a few moments later, Carey resting on his hip as she also babbled away happily. The young couple gave their full attention to the children for the net hour until Jules declared it time for bed. Both children were reluctant to leave the room but after both Aurora and Harry pinky promised that they would be in town all week and would definitely visit again soon, they finally allowed their mother to lead them upstairs to their rooms.

They joined James in the kitchen where he poured a glass of wine for both himself and Harry and some of Jules’ homemade iced tea for their wives. It was a nice late spring evening and they ended up sitting out on the back patio with their drinks as the sun was slowly sinking into the horizon. James asked about the album launch and the show they had played the previous night in London and Harry launched into an animated recount of the show. Jules joined them shortly after they sat down, sighing as she sank into her seat and announced that the kids were successfully asleep.

As the boys started discussing James’ plans for the following few days on the show, Rori turned to Jules, asking about what she had been up to in the last few weeks since she and James had attended the wedding. Aurora had always loved kids and was especially soft when it came to Max and Little Carey, so she happily hung on every word as Jules recounted stories of silly things the kids had said or done. Aurora laughed as Jules spoke about Carey’s new favourite saying, ‘I do it’; apparently, she had entered into her independent phase and was wanting to do everything for herself, much to the exasperation of her parents. It was stories like these, and the afternoons spent playing with the kids that made Aurora dream of the time when she and Harry would be ready to start having children of their own. She was in no hurry, knowing that now, at the beginning of Harry’s new solo career, was the absolute worst time to try for a baby. Despite not wanting children for at least a few more years, she was so incredibly excited for their future family, a sentiment she knew her husband shared with her. They stayed until well after the sun had set before saying goodnight and driving down the coast towards the Stark family mansion on the Malibu cliffs. Rori smiled as they stepped into the large foyer and was greeted by a flood of memories of summers spent there with her parents and late nights sitting down on the beach.

xXx

The following morning Aurora woke early to make breakfast for Harry, knowing that he would be feeling a little nervous about the day ahead. He smiled softly at the blueberry pancakes placed in front of him as he took his seat at the kitchen table.

“Thanks babe,” he said, kissing Rori’s cheek as she sat down next to him with her own plate of pancakes. They ate together, talking about their days ahead, and all the segments James had planned for the week ahead. Once breakfast was finished, Aurora walked Harry to the front door and kissed him goodbye and good luck before he climbed into the hire car to drive into the city to the CBS studios. The moment Harry disappeared at the end of the drive, Aurora headed back into the house, busying herself with cleaning up the breakfast dishes and then watched impatiently as the clock slowly ticked away the minutes, eagerly waiting for JARVIS to announce the arrival of her guest. As soon as James had invited Harry on the show, Rori had decided that she would make the most of the opportunity, given how infrequently they were able to spend time on the west coast. She let out an excited squeal as JARVIS announced the car's arrival and she was out the front door by the time it parked out the front of the cliff top mansion. The moment Louis stepped out of the car, Aurora had her arms around him, only letting go long enough for him to retrieve the gorgeous 16 month old from the back seat.

“Oh my goodness, look at you!” Aurora cooed excitedly as soon as she saw Freddie in his father's arms. “You just keep getting cuter and cuter.” Louis chuckled at her reaction, immediately offering his son for her to hold and she happily took him into her arms, bouncing him on her hip as she led the way back into the house. “You’ve gotten so big!” she told the baby. “Gonna grow up big and strong and handsome just like your dad.” She wasn’t lying when she told Freddie that he had grown given that she hadn’t seen him since a few weeks before his first birthday, when his mother had graciously flown over to the UK with him when Louis' mother had passed away. Aurora had made sure to sneak many cuddles with him during his visit and had immediately become obsessed with the little baby who looked so much like his father.

“I’m so glad the timing worked out for this,” Rori said as she lay on the floor a little while later, playing with Freddie. “Wish we could get out here more often to see him, you know?”

“I actually mentioned that to Bri when I picked him up this morning and she said you should visit when you’re back in town on tour. Don’t always need to have me around to go see him.”

“Are you sure?” Rori asked. “It wouldn’t be weird?”

“Course not love,” Louis scoffed. “You’re his family, I mean Harry’s his bloody godfather. Besides I know Bri liked you the couple of times we all hung out together so I’m sure she’d love to get together for a coffee or something.”

“We’ll in that case I might have to find more excuses to fly out here.”

Louis put Freddie down for a nap on the large sofa, with plenty of pillows surrounding him to make sure he didn’t roll off, and then he and Aurora make coffee in the kitchen and chatted about the upcoming tour and what Louis had been up to. After Freddie woke up and it started getting closer to dinner time, Rori text Harry to see how late he would be home.

◊Aurora: How’s it going babe? Lou and I were just starting to think about dinner, and I wanted to check in on your plans.

◊Harry: Wanna get Lou to drive you in and we can all get something to eat around here?

Aurora looked up from her phone to repeat the question to Louis. He quickly agreed and they headed out to the car, loading Freddie in his car seat before making their way into the city.

They pulled into the CBS lot about an hour later and after texting Harry to let him know that they had arrived, he quickly met them outside. Harry was just as excited to see his godson as Aurora had been and happily climbed in the back of Louis car to sit next to the little bub as he babbled away.

The three friends chatted excitedly throughout dinner, always happy to be back together again even if only for a short time. Freddie spent most of the meal in either Rori’s lap or Harry’s since neither wanted to miss out on a single moment with the adorable little boy.

“How long you in town for Lou?” Harry asked towards the end of the meal.

“Just till tomorrow evening,” Louis replied. “Rori and I are gonna take Fred to Griffith Park and take him on the miniature train and then I’m flying out after dinner to head back to Donny.”

“We’ll have to try and catch up over summer before the tour kicks off,” Harry replied. “Feel like we’re not gonna see you otherwise.”

“Absolutely,” Louis agreed. “When you flying back?”

“I’m heading to Manchester after the Troubadour show Saturday night and Rors is spending next week in New York before meeting me up there. Back in London in few weeks for a gig on the 10th.”

“Everything ok with Robin?” Louis asked, noticing the way Harry didn’t seem excited to be heading home for a few weeks like he usually would be.

“Mum said he’s not doing well,” Harry admitted, his voice soft and edged with the threat of tears. “Wanna try and spend as much time as I can with him.”

“You let me know if you need anything, yeah?” Louis said. “You guys were incredible for me last year, so anything you need and I’m there.”

“Thanks Lou,” Rori said.

“Anyway,” Louis said, obviously trying to change the topic in the face of Harry’s dark mood change. “What’s got you heading to New York? Just seeing the family?”

“I’m actually gonna be in Vogue,” Rori replied. “They interviewed me last week and the photoshoot is next week.”

“That’s awesome!” Louis replied. “What’s the story about?”

“Marriage in the public eye. Touring with a disability,” Rori answered. “Just kind of a bit of a bio piece on my life, I guess. I’m honestly not entirely sure. We talked about all sorts of things, so it’ll be exciting to see what they put together for it.”

Unfortunately, Harry’s mood didn’t recover as they finished the meal, and they didn’t stay much later, all heading to their cars and saying goodnight. Harry remained quiet as he drove along the Malibu coast and Aurora decided to leave him to his thoughts, her fingers laced with his as their hands rested on her thigh and she squeezed his hand occasionally as a silent reminder that she was there if he needed her.

“Been a long day,” he mumbled when they arrived back at the house. “Think I might just head straight to bed.”

“Ok,” Rori agreed. “I’ll be up soon.”

xXx

Harry seemed back to his energetic self the following morning as they shared breakfast once again before he left for the studio and Aurora got ready for her day out with the Tomlinson boys. Louis picked her up midway through the morning and the pair laughed and sang along to the radio as they drove to Griffith Park. Rori smoothed out her yellow sundress as she climbed out of the car after Louis parked, slipping a pair of sunglasses on and throwing her handbag over her shoulder. She scooped Freddie out of his car seat while Louis unfolded the stroller, cuddling the toddler close and tickling him while he giggled adorably. They headed into the park and the moment Freddie spotted the trains he began wriggling in Aurora’s arms, desperate to be put down so that he could run over to them. Louis laughed as he pulled his son into his arms after watching Rori struggle to maintain her one handed hold on him for a few moments.

“Easy mate,” he told the little boy. “We’ll get there in a minute.”

Rori took over pushing the stroller, watching fondly as the father and son interacted. She didn’t often get to see Louis as a dad, but the past few days had shown her just how perfectly he fit into the roll. She wasn’t at all surprised, given how protective and caring he was towards his sisters, but it was nice to be able to witness his parental side.

They rode the trains for a while, before settling down at a picnic bench for lunch and Freddie quickly fell asleep for a nap in the stroller, exhausted from all the excitement.

“He really loves trains,” Rori chuckled.

“Obsessed with the bloody things,” Lou replied. “Started bringing him here every time I’m in town and he just goes mental for ‘em.”

“Do you wish you spent more time out here with him?” she asked softly.

“Yeah,” Louis sighed. “But if I moved out here permanently, I’d miss my family and I’m all over the place for different gigs. I see him as much as I can now and when he’s a bit older maybe he can come stay with me for summer’s or something.”

“You’re amazing with him.”

“He makes it easy,” Louis scoffed. “You’re pretty great with him too. You and Harry feeling ready yet.”

“No,” Rori replied quickly. “We talk about it every now and then, but with the solo career just starting it’s not a good time. Maybe in a few years everything will be a bit more settled.”

“Glad you’re both on the same page,” Louis nodded. “You’ll both be great parents.”

xXx

Following their day in Griffith Park, Louis drove Aurora home, arriving shortly before Harry returned and the couple sat down to dinner together out on the back patio looking out over the ocean.

The next morning after breakfast, Aurora joined Harry on his drive into the city, spending the day in the studio with him before they went back over to James and Jules’ house for dinner again. The kids were excited to see them again and they spent some time running around the back garden with them before sitting down to dinner.

“I’ve got to say Rori,” James said as Jules cleaned away the dishes from dinner, “it was great having you hang out at the studio today.”

“I had a lot of fun,” Rori agreed.

“Should have spent the last two days with us too,” James joked.

“Sorry but little Freddie made me a better offer.”

“I guess I can’t really argue with that,” James laughed.

“I’m looking forward to tomorrow though,” Aurora added. “I absolutely love Carpool Karaoke. Pretty sure it’s my favourite segment.”

“You know Harry actually mentioned that yesterday and I’ve been meaning to talk to you about it all day. We got a lot more filmed today then we thought we would so we’ve got a bit of extra time up our sleeves tomorrow and I was wondering if, after we film Harry’s Carpool, maybe you’d want to do one too and I can save it for an episode in a few weeks’ time. I always like to have a spare segment tucked away in case of emergency.”

“Really?” Rori asked, her face lighting up excitedly and causing Harry to chuckle. “Yeah, I’d love that.”

xXx

The following morning, after Harry climbed out of the black SUV, a large grin splitting across his face, Aurora bounced excitedly on the balls of her feet as James changed his shirt and prepared to film the second carpool segment. She was wearing a simple purple dress, her long dark hair curled softly and fanning out over her shoulders.

Aurora found herself a little nervous as she climbed into the car, smiling and chuckling as James thanked her for helping him get to work and asking if she minded if he played some music while they drove. She smiled excitedly as he queued up the first track for them, having no idea what 5 songs he had picked out and she was eager to see what he had pulled together, confident that Harry had also played a hand in picking the line-up.

The first song to play through the cars speakers was one that she had written many years ago and she let out a startled chuckle as the opening notes played out.

“I’m going to want the story behind this when it’s over,” James commented right before the lyrics began.

Yellow nice to meet you Do you know that you just blue my mind? It was the perfect conversation, I think that I red about one time And I told a white lie when I told you

I've never been green with envy, you You're the perfect colour

“Ok, so tell me,” James said as soon as the track came to an end. “I’ve been told the story behind this song is a good one, so spill.”

“Well years ago, when I used to join the lads on tour,” Rori began, smiling at the memories of touring with One Direction and how much fun they all had together during her summer breaks from Columbia. “On the days off in between shows, we’d often go grab dinner at a local pub and have a few drinks and we’d play this game where one person would come up with a challenge and on the back of a napkin we’d each write a verse or a chorus using the theme picked out and then we’d pick a winner. It could be anything like having to use a certain word or phrase, or not being able to use the letter A. One night the challenge was to use a different colour in every line, and I won the round with that chorus. Then while we continued on the tour, I couldn’t get it out of my head and eventually turned it into a complete song.”

“Did any other songs make it out of that game and out into the world?” James asked.

“Maybe a few,” Rori replied with a cheeky smirk, “But I’m not telling you which ones.”

“Spoil sport,” James huffed before moving on to the next song.

As Jess Glynne’s voice filled the car, Rori swallowed thickly around the lump in her throat and joined James in singing along. I’ll Be There had been released only a little over a month ago and had been a staple on every radio station since. When she’d first heard the final recording of the track, Aurora hadn’t been able to hold back her tears as she listened to her own words sung back to her so beautifully, but now after countless listens, she was able to listen without the overwhelming emotions and simply enjoy the track.

When all the tears are rolling down your face And it feels like yours was the only heart to break When you come back home and all the lights are out, ooh And you're getting used to no one else being around

Oh, oh, I'll be there When you need a little love, I got a little love to share Yeah, I'm gonna, I'm gonna, I'm gonna come through You'll never be alone, I'll be there for you I'll be there, I'll be there for you I'll be there, I'll be there for you Oh, I swear, I got enough love for two, ooh, ooh, ooh You'll never be alone, I'll be there for you

They sang the first verse and chorus before allowing the song to fade out and James looked across to where Rori was sitting next to him.

“You know this is one of my favourite songs at the moment,” he said, “and I think I was signing along to it for about a week before I found out it was one of yours.”

“Really?” Rori laughed.

“Really,” James echoed. “It’s too bloody hard to keep track to be honest. At this point I should just assume every hit is one of yours unless told otherwise.” Rori blushed deeply and giggled awkwardly in response to his glowing compliments. “I’m always so interested in the stories behind songs and I know your fans are always eager to hear, so what inspired this one?”

“Ummm…” Rori mumbled. “I actually wrote this one back around New Years for Louis,” she admitted, instantly knowing that Twitter would explode at this revelation. “For as long as I’ve known him, music has always been this beautiful way for us to have the conversations that are sometimes too hard to have and like the chorus says I just wanted him to know that through all of it, I’d be there.”

“And it really is a beautiful message,” James agreed, recognizing that Rori didn’t want to sit in these emotions any longer and he quickly segued into the next track and away from the painful memories of losing Jay. “You have such a way of putting so much emotion into your lyrics and I honestly think this next one is one of my favourites and I selfishly picked it because I’ve always wanted to hear you sing the final chorus.”

Rori’s smile returned as the acoustic version of Feel Good by Gryffin and Daya started up and she happily sang along, breathing deeply and reaching for the very high notes towards the end of the track. Causing James to fall silent as he watched her belt out the notes until the track finally ended.

Take my hand in the middle of a crisis Pull me close, show me, baby, where the light is I was scared of a heart I couldn't silence But you make me, you make me feel good I like it

“So, like I was saying, there’s always such emotion in the songs you write,” James reiterated. “Do you find it difficult to trust other artists with songs about things that are so personal?”

“Sometimes,” Rori answered. “Every song comes from something in my life whether it’s something amazing or terrible and you leave a little part of you in your work, so it can be scary to give that away to someone else and trust them to take care of it, but I also love seeing what other people do with my lyrics. Sometimes they take it in a completely different direction and apply their own story and feelings to the song which changes it slightly and I always find that fascinating. Sometimes the song’s just too personal and I have to hold onto it for myself or Harry.”

James nodded as she spoke before queuing up the next song and happily joining Aurora in belting out the familiar lyrics to Fleetwood Mac’s Seven Wonders.

If I live to see the seven wonders I'll make a path to the rainbow's end I'll never live to match the beauty again The rainbow's edge

After a quick chat about how she was looking forward to the upcoming tour with Harry, they played the final song and Rori couldn’t keep the cheek splitting grin of her face as she sang along to Infinity. Harry’s voice filled the car and she joined him in the chorus as they both belted out the high notes.

How many nights does it take to count the stars? That's the time it would take to fix my heart Oh, baby, I was there for you All I ever wanted was the truth, yeah, yeah How many nights have you wished someone would stay? Lay awake only hoping they're okay I never counted all of mine If I tried, I know it would feel like infinity Infinity, infinity, yeah Infinity

By the time they pulled back into the studio lot, both Rori and James were a mess of laughter and giddy grins, climbing out of the car to be instantly greeted by Harry.

“How did go?” he asked as he wrapped his arm around his wife’s waist and walked them back inside.

“She was better than yours,” James joked.

“Don’t doubt it,” Harry agreed before placing a kiss on Rori’s temple. “Bloody talented this one. Can’t believe she’s settling for being in my backing band. Could be on a world tour of her own if she wanted to.”

“But she doesn’t want to,” Aurora added. “She would like lunch though.”

“Then lunch she shall have,” Harry laughed.

xXx

That night the final episode of Harry’s week on the Late Late show aired and the following evening he and the band played a gig at the Troubadour. Saturday afternoon the young couple said their goodbyes inside LAX before boarding their separate flights, one bound for Manchester while the other headed for New York.

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whatsseobb · 4 years

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More Than Meets The Eye (Crystal x Gigi Fanfic) - Chapter 2

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[A/N: Hello! Thank you for the hearts and nice words I’ve received for the first chapter. Love you all!!

I hope you enjoy this fic and tell me your thoughts!!]

Synopsis:

Too bad that you couldn't see

See the girl Crystal could be

There is more that meets the eye

I see the soul that is inside~

Based from Avril Lavigne's Sk8ter Boi but with different twists.

Chapter Two – Red Cups and Pink Jackets

One Winter Friday Night, 2009.

The exams were finally done and the best way for the high school students was to celebrate through a party hosted by one of the football jock who got a huge house big enough to accommodate their batch. They all gathered in the house almost at the outskirts of their small town. When the students arrived, they were all faced with blasting music and colorful lights, drinks inside the large refrigerator by the kitchen. Although they were not yet really allowed to drink, the jock’s parents spoiled him and let him have as much alcohol as he can to serve to his party guests.

There was also karaoke by the living room where some of the music students hung out to sing all night long. A large group of people also assembled by the center of the house where they all danced their hearts out. Some got together by the side of the pool as they played with table tennis and beer pong on the long table. At the other side of the pool there was a huge area patterned with grass and some pavement. It was surely an enormous house, perfect for the party that evening.

The group of Daegen, Daya, Crystal, Lux and Jackie were all invited. They were friends from the magazine club of their school, Daegen being the school gossip and writer, Daya as the photographer, Crystal and Lux were the graphic artists, and Jackie the chief editor. They all seemed a diverse group of friends but gladly they were all perfect matches for one another.

The five young teenagers entered the party, making their way instantly to the back by the pool with drinks in hand. They had a large empty spot for themselves, watching over everyone in sight as they enjoyed the gathering. Crystal lit up a blunt she was hiding inside her pocket and putting in on her lips.

“They might see you, Crystal.” Jackie eyed her with a deep concern look on her face. Crystal shrugged it off and took a deep inhale of her joint. She was vibing beside Daya, her feet rocking her skateboard from side to side as she scanned the party. Her eyes landed on a group of girls from the other end of the pool near the kitchen. They were all dressed in the same pink jacket with their backs perfectly straight, reflecting such confidence, which caught her attention.

“I’ve never seen them before, I think. Who are they?” She pointed her chin towards the group, her hands resting on the floor, leaning back comfortably. The short girl, Lux, stood up and waved a hand eagerly towards their direction, greeting them with a soft smile on her face. The other group made their way towards Lux’s spot, waving back at her.

A blonde girl appeared in sight, wrapping her arms around Lux into a warm hug. When she release the smaller girl, she put her arm around her waist and leaned closer to her as she looked at Lux’s group. “Hi! How are you?” She greeted enthusiastically.

Crystal was taken aback at the sudden energy that appeared before her, making her take another inhale of her joint.

“Hey guys, these are Widow, Heidi, Jan, and Gigi. They are part of the dance group and they asked me to help them with some costumes for their upcoming dance contest. I spend my free period with them sometimes. That’s where I go when I am not with you girls.” Lux made sure to introduce them one by one to her friends.

Widow was the captain of Alpha Synergy, the dance troupe they were in. It was the most famous dance group in their school and they were the ones who join competitions outside of their district which earned them a very respectable recognition. Heidi and Jan were her best friends and the second-in-command when it comes to decisions and plans for the team. The two of them together with Widow were excellent dancers in the hip hop genre, which was mainly the focus of their team. Jan was also the blonde girl who approached Lux earlier. Gigi was another member who was also in charge of the team’s costumes, that’s why she was friends with Lux and asked for her help for the upcoming contest. Her forte was ballet and contemporary dance, which was quite different from what the group did but was still helpful in some of their choreography.

“Girls, these are Daegen, Daya, Jackie, and Crystal.” Lux continued, introducing her friends to the dance group members. “They are my friends from the magazine club.”

“We are her only friends.” Daegen interrupted which obtained a laugh from the others except Lux. She lightly hit Daegen by the arm, rolling her eyes, before sitting beside her.

“Do you mind if we stay here with you? All the spots are taken and there are way too many people on the dance floor. Gigi here doesn’t feel like interacting with anyone so we just want to chill.” Heidi asked, as she checked if they have some space left to accompany more people.

“Sure. We don’t really feel like talking with anyone inside too. We’re just here for the drinks.” Daya responded with a kind smile as she shook her red cup full of booze. She glanced at the quiet tall girl behind Jan, furrowing her eyebrow together before shrugging it all off. She noticed how silent she was but decided not to ask anything.

“What’s wrong with her?” As if Crystal can read Daya’s mind, she pointed her chin towards Gigi who was silently twirling a piece of her hair, looking around the pool area. The words that only left her lips were her saying hello to the new group they joined in.

Gigi realized that she was the one being asked when she felt Jan’s hand holding her by the waist. She pursed her lips before she started talking. “I’m fine.” Her friends were already aware of her being the silent type the first time she meet people. However, when she was on the mood, she knew how to make jokes and be fun around the group. For now, she was still shy and not used to having new set of friends.

It was something she had been working on for the entirety of her high school. It’s not that she was afraid to have new people around her, she’s just shy being surrounded by strangers. It was also the reason she joined the dance group, she was trying to connect more and well, not be as timid. However, when she’s on stage, her shell comes off and she becomes the confident performer that she was. It was just hard for her to connect to people sometimes.

“I’m getting us some drinks, anything else you want to have?” Jackie, being the caring mother of her group, stood up and offered to go to kitchen and bring drinks for everyone.

Widow looked at Heidi to help out in getting drinks but Jan interrupted, “I’ll help.”

“Get me two bottles of this, please.” Daegen lifted up the bottle of the drink they were all drinking. After that, she went back looking at her phone, texting.

“Make it four.” Crystal chimed in before taking another puff of her blunt. The shy girl noticed it and slightly raised an eyebrow to the thing the sapphire-haired girl was holding. The girl noticed it which in response raised an eyebrow towards Gigi. “What?”

Gigi shook her head wordlessly as she sat herself beside Widow.

The group became acquainted as they started talking about the previous examinations, their clubs, and all their interests. Apparently, the two bunches were similar in some ways. Despite having different clubs and cliques, they got along easily.

Crystal glanced at the ballerina from time to time, intrigued as she noticed her try to talk and mingle with the new bunch. She didn’t look back at her, making her feel ignored in some way but she decided to brush it off with a puff of her cig.

“Your phone will melt if you keep on staring at it.” Jackie nudged her friend Daegen, bringing her back to her consciousness. The pink-haired girl had been staring on her phone for a while, anticipating something to come.

“Boyfriend problems?” Widow asked as she took a sip of her drink. Daegen rolled her eyes, which earned a chuckle from the dance group leader. “Maybe your boyfriend just didn’t want to come to the party. Don’t mind him. Let’s just have some fun. Exams are over!”

The group lifted their red cups as they bumped them into each other, cheering at their first examinations that year were already done. Gladly, everyone seemed to be expecting good grades as they all knew they had performed well, which gave them more reasons to just let go and celebrate that evening.

“Well, he’s not really my boyfriend.” Daegen announced after taking a sip of her beverage. She coughed a bit at the bitter taste running down her throat before continuing her statement. “We’re just casual.”

“Unlabeled? Oooh child.” Heidi chimed in as she placed her hand on top of Daegen’s shoulder. “How long have you two been going out?”

“Three weeks? A month? I actually don’t know. I met him after the first football match this school year? How long has it been?”

“Girl, that’s like last September. It’s almost Christmas now, in two weeks.” Jackie commented, shaking her head. “Well, we told her she should ask him what they are already.”

“Eh, what’s the point of asking him about it? Again, we are just casual. We like each o-“ She was cut off in the middle of her sentence as her phone lit up, receiving a text message. However, her shoulder slumped as it was just her sister asking her about something at home.

Meanwhile, Gigi found herself staring at the skateboard beneath Crystal’s feet. She had never tried one before and was scared, for she might break her bones, disabling her to continue dancing.

Crystal noticed where her eyes were and so she tried to start a conversation. “Do you skate?” In which Gigi shook her head.

“Come on, you should try it sometime.” Gigi just offered her a small smile before taking a sip and went back to looking around the area in silence.

Crystal stood up and took her skateboard, showing a few tricks to her new friends. Gigi was watching, mesmerized at how easy and light the sapphire-haired teenager was doing it. Then, she stopped in front of the blonde ballerina before offering her hand. The latter just looked up at her, shaking her head profusely despite her friends’ encouragement.

It puzzled Crystal, her lips turning into a pout and eyebrows furrowing together at the sight of the very silent girl. She went to sit beside Daya, who offered her the red cup she was drinking from. She leaned her side against her as she observed the girl conversing with the other members of the group and wasn’t as quiet and was rather talkative with the others, unlike when she was talking with her. Is something wrong with me? She asked herself before turning towards Daya who was pouring some liquid on her cup when she noticed it empty.

“Thanks, Daya.” The blue-haired girl offered her friend a smile before chucking down her drink. The dark-haired girl stood up beside Crystal and offered to get more food. Daegen went with her, her phone still in her hand.

The bunch continued to have their own little bubble at the end of the pool, chitchatting and getting to know each other. They weren’t able to realize how long their two friends have gone until they saw a figure running back to their spot.

“Girls, have you all seen Daegen?” Daya said as she came back from the kitchen holding a red cup and a bag of chips.

Before they could even reply, they heard a loud commotion on the dance floor. They watched from the glass windows of the house as they saw a pink-haired girl in the middle of the crowd, talking in what seemed like an intimidated tone with a tall guy before she slapped his cheek and walked back angrily to her group of friends. Her face was red, eyes clouded with tears that she tried her best to hold back. She picked up her small purse and walked to the parking lot.

Lux was quick to follow Daegen as she stormed out of the party, Daya and Crystal tailing afterwards. As the sapphire-haired girl stood up, Gigi’s eyes darted on her black and white striped tights which matched the taller girl beside her. To her, it looked cool but somehow bizarre, the girl’s sense of fashion quite unique in contrast to what the others party-goers were sporting. She watched the girl as she skate around the pool and out to her friends, flawlessly making her way.

Jackie was the last to stand up, turning to their new friends. “You can all come with us if you want. We’re probably heading to Daegen’s place or to the cliff, you can just follow us by car.”

Widow looked at her group who nodded back at her before following them towards the parking area. The two groups got in to their respective vehicles before driving towards their destination.

Gigi was sitting on the passenger’s seat beside Widow as she drove off. She noticed the pick-up truck in front of them, her eyes directing towards the girl at the back smoking as they drove off. They met eyes, Crystal jerking an eyebrow up as she looked back at the ballerina.

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