xx{ dialogue: #12355B ; rising junior ; outfit}
xxxgeuine heart, yes i'm successful
xxxi am out of this world, i am celestial
xxxi'm an experience, one in a billion
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Pulling up in his elder brother, Miguel's, truck he'd get out before waving towards the elder male blowing a kiss and winking. His brother rolled his eyes, as he pulled off leaving the male standing there alone. He would walk over, before the ding of his phone would come to his ears. Reading the text message:
Third fire on the left, right by the drinks table. Prime seating. You're welcome. x
Thanks babes <3, just got here lemme get there. xoxo
He'd send a text back before he'd walk through the decently crowded area before he'd lay eyes on Lucy. His best friend, and partner in crime. Lucelot would be soon to roam the school once more. He'd rush over towards her with a wink, as he would speak in a playful manner. "Already getting the little kids to get your drinks, Princess? Get me one to please doll," he asked the sophomore before he'd take a spot standing next to Lucy. Now all they were waiting for was the school's empirical rulers, the Unholy Trinity. Lance's role models, and idols. They were the solidity in his life, nobody bothered them. By association, nobody bothered him. Being one of Brooklyn's friends, or minions as people often called him and Lucy had it's perks. Not a lot of people tried to get on their bad side. His ocean colored eyes started as he took out his phone sending a message quickly to someone that Brooklyn had not been very fond of, Cayden Lawrence.
Hey, you coming?
Third fire on the left, right by the drinks table. Prime seating. You're welcome. x
Thanks babes <3, just got here lemme get there. xoxo
He'd send a text back before he'd walk through the decently crowded area before he'd lay eyes on Lucy. His best friend, and partner in crime. Lucelot would be soon to roam the school once more. He'd rush over towards her with a wink, as he would speak in a playful manner. "Already getting the little kids to get your drinks, Princess? Get me one to please doll," he asked the sophomore before he'd take a spot standing next to Lucy. Now all they were waiting for was the school's empirical rulers, the Unholy Trinity. Lance's role models, and idols. They were the solidity in his life, nobody bothered them. By association, nobody bothered him. Being one of Brooklyn's friends, or minions as people often called him and Lucy had it's perks. Not a lot of people tried to get on their bad side. His ocean colored eyes started as he took out his phone sending a message quickly to someone that Brooklyn had not been very fond of, Cayden Lawrence.
Hey, you coming?