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Elijah Franklin

"Things change...people change"

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a character in “Crossroads {Remake}”, as played by peace_of_mind7

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{“You only live once, but if you do it right, once is enough.” }
― Mae West
Living Louder || I Don't Care || What Makes A Man || Cough Syrup || Life in Color || I Lived




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|{Full Name}|

Elijah Garrett Franklin

|{Nickname}|

Eli

|{Birthday}|

July 13, 1996
{17}

|{Ethnicity}|

Italian American

|{Sexuality}|

Pansexual
{He's simply indifferent}

|{Gift}|

Life

|{Price}|

Eli has been plagued with the burden of everlasting life. He cannot die, thus forcing him to watch all he holds dear crumble around him. Azazel has also made him into his personal pet when it's all said and done.

|{Mentality}|

Eli is glad to be alive. He's looking forward to finishing high school, going off to college, and working at a mundane job. He thinks that this gift is heaven sent. However, he's wary of Azazel. It doesn't help that the guy is a demon that wants to feast on his soul, but he's given him a second chance. And although Azazel is a prick, Eli is thankful for the opportunity to truly appreciate life. Unfortunately, he will soon find that death would have been his best bet.




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{“To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.” }
― Oscar Wilde




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|{Quirks || Habits || Oddities}|

He stops and stares at things a lot He raises his eyebrow when confused He eats like a starved man He is incredibly uncoordinated He's optimistic He's a complete dork

|{Talents || Strengths || Skills}|

Empathy Motivational Talks Art Nerdy Trivia Dancing {Badly} Witty Banter {Thank you Sherlock BBC} Technology Video Games

|{Flaws || Weakness}|

Dancing {Well} He's dangerously naive He's too optimistic He's painfully shy Human Interaction He lives in the 'now'

|{Hobbies}|

Tumblr Video Games Drawing/Sketching Discovering something new about the world every day Star gazing Reading

|{Fears}|

Azazel Death Thinking about the future {He subconsciously knows that this deal was a mistake}

|{Secrets}|

He's a virgin He's never been kissed He has nightmares of everyone he loves dying




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{“It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live.” }
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone




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|{Personality}|


Courteous: Sometimes

Risk-Taking: Generally

Ambitious: Usually

Curious: Always

Self-Controlled: Sometimes

Nurturing: Often

Trusting: Often

Honest: Sometimes

Loyal: Typically

Affectionate: Rarely

Romantic: Often

Flirty: Rarely

Sympathetic: Often

Altruistic: Sometimes

Optimistic: Always

Observant: Generally

Logical: Never

Social: Fairly shy

Emotions: Very stable




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{“I'm not afraid of death; I just don't want to be there when it happens.” }
― Woody Allen



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|{Likes}|

Outdoors Fast Food Sports Chinese Food Sweets Goofing Off Sarcasm Witty Remarks Doctor Who Sherlock BBC Nerdy Trivia Star Fruit Doing something that scares him every day Hiking Jogging Fresh Air Video Games Spicy Foods Food in general





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{“Life isn't about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself.” }
― George Bernard Shaw



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|{Dislikes}|

Hospitals Laying in bed The scent of alcohol The smell of old people Sicknesses Restrictions Sushi Pity Pop Culture




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{“Some infinities are bigger than other infinities.” }
― John Green, The Fault in Our Stars




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|{Place of Origin}|

Sleepy Hollow, New York

|{History}|

Throughout, Eli's life, he has been plagued with the burden of illness. For as long as he can remember, he's been in and out of hospitals, hoping for a cure. At the age of seven, he was diagnosed with a rare abnormality in his blood, thus plunging him into a life laden with pity and fear. Paranoid, his parents decided against having more children and focused a majority of their energy and funds into keeping Eli alive. They knew he'd be lucky to life pass sixteen. And as the years rolled by and time went on, his parent's fears only grew. He was sheltered; home-schooled by his mother because she was afraid to let him out of her sight.

Painful shots and a heart monitor later, Eli finds himself in a hospital bed yet again after a seizure at the dinner table. However, he's in a coma and there is a chance that he won't wake up. Within the confines of his mind, Eli's panicking. Everything is falling apart and he's just not ready...he just wants to be alive and healthy. And his parents...god, how are they going to take his death after all they did to keep him breathing? And as he inwardly mourns his life, a dark entity appears within his mind's eye introducing himself as Azazel.

|{Family Tree}|

Candice Franklin | Mother | Alive
Owen Franklin | Father | Alive






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{“You cannot find peace by avoiding life.” }
― Virginia Woolf




|{Other}|

He attempts to do one thing that scares him everyday
He's a movie buff
He's really naive




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Character Dialogue || #5E7D7E

Character Thoughts || #7D5F5E

Face Claim || Colton Haynes

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Elijah Franklin's Story

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{“To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.” }
― Oscar Wilde


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It was beautiful. The torrents of greens and blues like emeralds and sapphires reflecting off of the heavens. It was the color of the sea at its calmest—just so majestic. Gradually, a pale orange hue complimented the sky, painting the clouds in its effervescence as the sun made its appearance. Eli basked in it, laying on the rooftop and watching the city start an entirely new day. He breathed in the fresh air as a breeze caressed what little skin was exposed underneath the cerulean blanket covering his lower half. A content look shrouded his handsome face as he let out a soft, drawn out sigh. It felt good. It felt so fucking good to just be like this; to be able to breath without a machine’s assistance, to feel the sun’s rays on his flesh as opposed to the harsh florescent lights, to just be able to bask in the little things without worrying whether or not he’d be able to live another day.

There was no more guessing, no more hassle. Eli would live, there was no more doubt and god it felt good. He smiled brightly, watching the sunrise with exuberance. The light shone on him as if greeting him, illuminating his naturally tan skin. He liked it so much better than his former alabaster, sickly hue. He looked healthy, radiant even.

“Eli!”

He sat up, already knowing what was to come. “I’m on the roof,” he called, his evergreen eyes moving to the open window right above his head. He expected to see the long dark tendrils before they gentle brushed his cheek and he also expected the displeased look on the round face that was framed by said hair. He smiled up at his mother meekly.

“You know I don’t like when you’re up here,” she frowned, leaning against the windowsill and peering down at her son. She stared him down, her brown gaze only softening gradually as she took in that white smile. She could never stay mad at him.

“I wanted to watch the sunrise,” he said, innocently. “It’s beautiful, right? The perfect view.”

Candice Franklin’s lip quirked, showing her dismay, but she humored her son and gazed out of the window. She took in the scenery, her chocolate orbs taking in the blends of color and the expanse of green trees and shrubbery. “It is,” she sighed, defeated. “It’s still dangerous out here. Come inside, you have to get ready for school and eat breakfast.”

Eli sighed, “Okay…I’ll be down in a bit.”

His mother gave him a soft smile, a nod, and a heartfelt “I love you” before venturing off, leaving Eli to daydream a little while longer.





Eli bit into his apple, holding it in his mouth as he opened his locker. He haphazardly threw his jacket into the compartment then grabbed the apple between his teeth and chopped. The sweet, sticky juices filled his mouth, coating his tongue in a flood of flavor. He loved apples. He remembered a time when he wasn’t able to eat solid foods lest he risk blowing chunks all over himself. He savored every bite before finally swallowing the fruit down and biting it again to free his hands of the burden. He grabbed his sociology textbook along with his Spock themed notebook, stuffing them both in his backpack. Why was he stocking up on his books instead of going straight to breakfast like a normal teenager? Well, he was simply wary of the horde of irritable teens that plagued the halls during changing periods. Believe it or not, Eli wasn’t comfortable staying in the hallways longer than he needed to because let’s face it, he’s a lost cause when it came to his peers. Years of isolation kind of crippled his ability to interact with others and the mere thought of being stuck in an ocean of angst-ridden teens early in the morning was terrifying. Now that the halls were empty save a few stragglers, Eli saw it fit to grab his things now and quickly maneuver his way through the throng when the time came. He was good at keeping his head down…at least he liked to think he was. Eli slammed the locker shut, hoisting his weighed down backpack up on his broad shoulder with a soft grunt. He grabbed his apple, severing another chunk as he meandered down the barren hall towards the cafeteria. As he walked, he promised himself that he’d try to overcome this anxiety. Just another fear to add to his arsenal and another conquest just waiting to be made.

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{“I live in my own little world. But its ok, they know me here.” }
― Lauren Myracle


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Per usual, Elijah Franklin finds himself daydreaming. It’s a reoccurring thing with him, really. For hours on end, Eli would stare into oblivion, imagining and contemplating all that is trivial. His mind is a crucible of knowledge ranging from the significant to the inconsequential; facts and data swirling in a torrents of information and all he could manage to daydream about was whether or not Iron Man can win in a fight against Wolverine.

"Eli!"

Eli jolts out of his ‘deep’ thoughts only to see his psychology teacher cocking a blonde brow at him. He looks around the classroom, seeing nothing but empty chairs and empty tables. He missed the bell again. Meekly, he smiles at Mrs. Devlin, bright blues sparkling with embarrassment. Mrs. Devlin shakes her head before gesturing towards the door with a sigh. "As much as I do enjoy your company, Elijah, I insist that you join your classmates in the cafeteria."

Elijah blushes, hanging his head as he hoists his bag onto his shoulder. “I’m so sorry, Mrs. Devlin…I guess my mind was elsewhere again.”

"Isn’t it always?" she quips, taking in the kicked puppy face Eli is sporting before caving in. "I won’t hold it against you, Eli. Now, go eat lunch."

“Yes, ma’am,” he says quickly, scurrying away with his tail tucked between his long legs. The hallways are barren when he takes his leave. He’s not complaining because he likes it this way, likes knowing that he doesn’t have to worry about getting bum rushed for walking too slow or yelled at for accidentally bumping into someone. It’s easier this way. Yeah, the lines are longer now and all the fresh food is probably gone, but Eli is okay with that. He’d rather eat lukewarm spaghetti than get trampled. Entering the cafeteria, Eli waits patiently for his meal as students cut in front of him. It’s annoying…but he’s not brave enough to say anything about it. That’s one of the things he hates about himself; how he can’t seem to stop being someone’s doormat. He can’t just say ‘no’…at least not without feeling like a jerk afterwards. After being cut in front of twice, Elijah finally receives his food and makes the trek to the table.

He doesn’t know what it is, but the closer he gets to the table the more his chest seems to tingle. He glances up from his feet when he reaches his destination and his eyes immediately fall on the demon that has stake his claim on his soul. He sits across from him, a blush rising on his cheeks as a sort of warm and fuzzy feeling gathers in his chest. Elijah ignores it…maybe it’s because he’s hungry…that seems plausible…although we all know it’s not. He greets everyone at the table with a kind smile; his oceanic orbs once again falling on Azazel and that feeling flares up again for the long second they’re looking at one another before he looks back down at his food with a confused expression painting his face.

“Sorry I took so long.” he says, getting his mind off of the strange sensation in his chest. “I missed the bell again…”

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Lunch period is usually an enjoyable time, not least because it's a nice break after a particularly dull lesson of mathematics for Vita. However, what she finds most enjoyable about lunch is the company. She might not be best friends with all of them, but the majority of those who are seated around the table are people who she would happily spend one on one time with. Olivia especially she was close with, the two having been friends for several years now. At the moment Olivia's attention appears to be held by the young man sitting beside her and Vita, hiding a smirk, turns her own gaze on the other occupants of the table.

Tomás, sitting across from her, offers her a little wave to which Vita replies with a warm smile. Tomás always brings a genuine smile to Vita's face, and if you asked her she probably wouldn't be able to give you a definite reason why. Her smile remains as Tomás eagerly introduces himself to Elijah. As the pair launch into their conversation Vita begins her meal, slowly eating the cafeteria food while her eyes follow the speakers at the table. Anyone who has ever seen the two Godwin boys together would have seen the intimacy with which they interacted. Now is no exception as Tom nuzzles into Azazel's neck, an act that reminds Vita of an affectionate canine.

As the conversation moves onto the smell Azazel gives off and Vita finds herself struggling not to snort in an unladylike way. She watches with amusement as the conversation continues, with Tomás trying to encourage Elijah into smelling his 'father'. Eventually Azazel relents, and Eli agrees. The shy boy leans forward, sniffing Azazel. Vita finds herself once again attempting to smother a laugh. As Eli pulls back and admits that Azazel smells nice, Vita finds the urge to comment on the interaction unbearable.
"Are we all smelling Azazel now? Can I smell you too?" She says in a sarcastic tone with a smirk on her face. She has no intention of actually smelling the demon, but someone has to comment on all this talk about smelling, didn't they?



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Ashley, seated beside Vita, watches the various interactions at the table as she eats her meal. Naturally quieter around people she doesn't know so well, she's happy to simply listen and take in her surroundings. The sun is warm on her face and a happy smile plays across her face as she soaks up the heat. The talk around her is like a comfortable hum and, while having no inclination to talk, she's perfectly content to watch. Ashley thinks there's something sweet about the way Azazel and Tomás interact, a protective companionship that she wishes she shared with her own father. Ash gets the idea that each would defend the other no matter what. Her own father loves her, she knows that, but she also remembers his horrified expression when she made the mistake of revealing her sexuality to him. Even now, having erased her father's memory of the event thanks to her deal with Azazel, she still can't get his disgusted look from her mind.

Tuning back into the conversation Ashley finds that it has shifted to what Azazel smells like. She watches quietly as the conversation progresses, personally thinking it rather cute as Elijah leans across to sniff Azazel at Tomas' encouragement. However, that doesn't stop her smiling as Vita jokes about also smelling Azazel. Yet, what truly catches her attention is the talk of the home game tonight. Although her passion is soccer, she has a general appreciation of most sport and rarely voluntarily misses a home game. She'll be at the game tonight too, perhaps she'll ask Vita after lunch if she wants to go with her or Greta who, despite not understanding a single rule about lacrosse, usually accompanies Ash to the games.

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The young girl waited patiently as the professor called for the students names. Jane did her best to hide her nervousness knowing how much Claire often mocked her for it. To her right, her friend laid her face lazily against her desk with her arms crossed seeming not have a care in the world. Jane let out a smile to Claire when she heard the professor call her name. She almost let out a small jump after hearing her name, perhaps feeling unnecessarily nervous, she immediately stood up and began to walk to his desk.

The professor let out a smile as he handed her graded paper but Jane simply stared down trying to catch a glimpse without actually being able to see her grade. She moved slowly back into her desk, contemplating her chances and thinking that there was a great possibility that she had gotten one answer wrong. As soon as she sat down on her seat she allowed her eyes to slowly fall down on her paper. Finally, Jane let out a sigh in relief after she noticed the big 'A' on the upper right corner. After hearing Jane's recognizable sigh, Claire patted her on the back telling her to calm down.

"You are such a nerd, Jane"

Jane let out a smile, not having much of an argument against her friend's accusations. As both friends waited for Claire's name to be called, Jane smiled trying to reassure her friend. Finally, Claire's last name was called by the professor. The young seemingly uninterested girl walked lazily to the teacher's desk, the professor shook his head in a disapproving manner as he handed her paper back. Claire gazed at her paper and after noticing a barely passing grade she smiled victoriously. "I passed!" she says before Jane returns the gesture and pats her back in the same way she had moments before. "I told you you'd pass the test." Jane says with a gentle smile showing she had not once doubted her friend. "Shut up-..." Claire says while laughing softly.
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Every class after that goes much more smoothly, it is a day much like any other. Finally, the bell rings signaling it is lunchtime which also happens to be the only time in which Jane cannot avoid Azazel. While she knew he had given them the option to choose whether to sit with him or else, Jane was far too frighten to have it other way. After all, she did not know if he had meant it as a thread the first time he had given them the option. Now, she had come to realize he truly cared little if they joined him or not, still Jane was not willing to take any chances against the black eyes demon. To add salt to her wound, Claire has a different schedule and therefore a different lunchtime.

Jane walked slowly to the cafeteria where she got in line, shortly after she picked her lunch, and finally headed towards the others. From the distance it appeared as if everyone was having their own conversations. Without her eyes ever coming into contact with Azazel, she sat down nearby Ashley and Victoria. She made sure not to be very quiet so she would have not been surprised if she hadn't been noticed by the others as she took a seat. Shortly after she saw the scenario in which Elijah was smelling Azazel, a blush quickly made appearance on Jane's fair skin finding the act very intimate. She felt a bit fluttered by the scene which was why she immediately looked away from them and instead gazed on her plate with her food. As soon as Victoria let out a laugh and made her witty remark, Jane could not help but to try to hide herself even further. Gods no... she immediately thought to herself, she'd probably faint before she even came close enough to get a mere whiff of the demonic entity.

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{"One of the most beautiful qualities of true friendship is to understand and to be understood.” }

-Lucius Annaeus Seneca

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|{ In collaboration with ibecameinsane, peace_of_mind7 and Cloud }|



Olivia had gotten out of school at a late hour. Inevitably, the short exchange of insults she had with the drawing professor had led her to the much expected detention hours. The fiery blonde was one of the few students who often spent her time in detention and was a bit of a frequent visitor. Still, she couldn’t help but to feel disappointed to miss the game, as she had almost never missed a match. She had to admit, the games were always fun to watch especially when there were attractive lacrosse players to please her eyes with. She also loved supporting her brother, seeing how the two had become very close throughout the time they had been living together, she liked watching the games even if that meant also seeing her nemesis.

You know that saying, speak of the devil? It plays more than just an ironic role in her life, all things considered. Just as the bubbly little hell hound slipped into her mind, she receives a text from him. They'd won the game, it read—the words displayed in capitalized font and a splurge of exclamation points. In hindsight, that didn't come as much of a surprise. With a demon and a hell hound on the team, it'd be more of a surprise if they'd lost. Soon following the ecstatic SMS display of victory, he asks if she would be willing to pick him up from the field, inviting her to a post-game dinner at dinner between the indebted minus one demon. Because, let's face it, the offer's a lot more tantalizing when Azazel is off the table.

She can't help but to allow a smile curve up on her lips accompanied by a silent sigh of relief. Of course, she would have much more rather to have been present to witness the massacre she knew the other team had received. As much as she hated to admit it, the demon that held her custody and her ever so charming brother had a way of kicking some ass. As expected by the supernatural dynamic duo. As if it the outcome wasn't obvious, Liv knew the pair well enough to know there was nothing to worry about in the first place but the good news emanating on her cell phone screen still managed to put her in a good mood. She immediately rushed towards her baby, just a few seconds before she is about to start the engine she replies to Tomás letting him know she'd arrive shortly after.

As he receives the text, Tomás grins, slipping his phone back into the pocket of his jeans. He rushed towards the group, Elijah already chatting it up with Victoria and Ashley on the sidelines by the water station. "Guys! We won! Isn't that great or what?!"

Elijah will be the first to admit that he's never liked sports, nor will he ever. The thought of exerting himself already leaves him exhausted. So, when he hears his parents going wild on the sidelines and the crowd roaring with life, he looks up from his novel and assumes that--yet another--game has been won. Yes, he's glad and whatnot, but he's not surprised. No one should be, honestly. It's a pair of supernatural entities going head to head with roid raging teenage boys...it's not rocket science to know what the outcome will be. Bookmarking his page, Eli stands up just as Victoria and Ashley join him at his station. It's merely idle chitchat with them, nothing special, but things get interesting when Tommy joins the bunch. Smiling, Eli pretends to be overjoyed, but let's be real, people...we all knew it was going to happen. "Yeah, it is!" he says, grinning with pride. "Congrats, man. I saw the whole thing." Okay, so that's a lie. He didn't see any of it...he was reading Dracula the entire time, but Tommy doesn't need to know that, not when he's being so happy and adorable. "You were amazing out there.”

Tomás, of course, heard the lie. It was both a gift and a curse. The blip in Elijah's heartrate gave it away. It was the thought that counts, he supposed. "Thank Elijah-.." he smiles, giving him a knowing look, before turning his attention to the girls, "So what'd you guys think?”

Ashley and Vita had watched and cheered with the rest of the crowd, shouting along with those beside them as goal after goal was scored. Ashley had followed the game play by play, frowning at penalties and clapping excitedly as their team made a pass. Vita, who knew less of the technical rules, simply cheered whenever the team drew closer to their net. Needless to say each girl was on her feet by the end of the game, shouting with everyone else as the final seconds ticked by.

Once the game was over the pair had headed down to the field where they had found Elijah. Vita spies a book close at hand as he stands to meet the two and hides a smile as she greets her friend. It's not long until an excited Tommy joins the trio, his excitement about his team's win obvious.

"Best game I've ever seen." Vita replies, flashing Tomás a smile. Perhaps it was attending the game with someone who understood it, or simply the general atmosphere, but she could honestly say that she'd enjoyed every minute of it.

"Congratulations! You must be ecstatic." Ash adds, a wide smile on her own face. She loves the sporting atmosphere, it brings out a more confident Ashley.

"So much!" Tomás laughs, practically vibrating with energy. "We're all still up for Denny's right?"

"Totally," Eli says, glancing at his parents as they gather their belongings. "Mom, Pops, it's cool if I hang out with the group, right?”

"Absolutely not!" Mr. Franklin says, coolly.

"What? Why?"

"I'm just joking, son. Have fun with your friends, and don't come home unless you have some funny stories to tell when you come back."

Smiling, Eli rolls his eyes, "Noted. Bye, parental units!”

They wave, saying their goodbyes before thanking Tommy again for the seating arrangements and taking their leave with large grins on their faces.

"Definitely still going to Denny's." Vita nods in agreement. She waves to the Franklins as they take their leave before glancing quickly around, "Did you invite Olivia?" She can't see the blonde girl, but if Vita knew her friend she has probably been late in detention.

Ashley simply nods her agreement, pleased to be included and looking forward to the prospect of food.

"Yeah, she's on her way to come get me." Tomás replies, "I'll meet you guys there okay?" With that he offers a slight wave and a meek smile before jogging off towards front gate where they'd agreed to meet.

"I guess I'll be riding with you, Victrola. That okay?"

"Of course." Vita replies, pulling out her keys and swinging the key chain they're on around her finger. She points towards the car park, "That way team.”

She drives in a rush, as usual. Her motorcycle quickly leaves behind any neighboring vehicles as she makes her way through. The traffic is as crowded as usual, that is until she comes closer to the school where everyone is making their way out of the game that the traffic truly becomes hectic. Finally, she arrives at their meeting spot where she sees Tomás waiting for her.

"Hop on dork." She says with a smile.

"You got it, Liv-Liv!" Tomás grins from ear to ear, taking no shame in sitting behind her on the self-proclaimed "bitch seat". Hugging her around the waist, he hooks his chin over her shoulder and points with gusto. "Onward trusty steed!"

It doesn't take long before the two arrive at the meeting spot. Knowing how fast Olivia drove there was a very high chance that the pair of sibblings had arrive earlier than the rest of the party. After her motorcycle comes to a full stop she signals Tomás to hop off. Shortly after, she muffles his hair playfully as if he was a cute puppy she could not pet enough.

"You did well Tom-Tom." She says sincerely.

Tomás harrumphs playfully as he gets off the motorcycle, "I'm a bit of an expert when it comes to two-wheeled stuff, sis." he laughs, hooking his arm with hers as he walks her to the double glass doors, "Come on, we shouldn't keep the others waiting."

Vita's driving is much more sedate than Olivia's and so she arrives at least five minutes after the blonde and her brother. Pulling up into a park she turns off the engine and opens the door. She waits for Ashley and Elijah to leave the vehicle before hitting the little lock button on her set of keys.

"I think Liv and Tommy are already inside." Vita remarks, nodding towards Olivia's motorcycle parked a short distance away, "Let's get in before they eat all the food." She adds with a smirk.

"I'm more worried about Tommy than Liv, honestly," Eli quips at Victoria's side as they make their way into the eating establishment. He spots the two siblings immediately, sending them a small smile and a wave as he makes his way over to them with the girls right on his tail. He allows the ladies to slide into the booth first before he does, sitting at the end across from Liv and Tommy.

Olivia doesn't wait long to eye at the menu, despite she has been at the dinner before and already has an idea as to what she wants to oder. She is having an internal debate on what she should eat when she sees Elijah, Vita and Ashley entering through the glass doors. She lets out a wide smile as they sit down.

"What took you guys so long?" Olivia says with a half smile before she eyes at her best friend. "Oh that's right, grams Vita was behind the wheel." Olivia says unable to contain her snicker.

Tomás knows exactly what he's going to get. Not that he much cares for Denny's, mind, but it's the only place open that won't be packed to hell. Besides, they have a mean breakfast platter. When the girls walk in with Elijah, he's all sunshine and kittens, beaming and waving them over enthusiastically. Once they're seated he cuts his eyes to his sister, huffing a laugh at her quip while he makes fashions a card house out of the sugar packets.

Vita scowls at Olivia, "Just because I don't drive like a reckless idiot." She replies in retaliation. Truthfully she's not actually mad at her friend, it's hard to stay angry with Olivia in most circumstances anyway. Vita's pet peeve is careless driving. She would readily admit that her own driving is on the slow side, but she'd rather that then accidentally hitting someone. "Anyway, what's everyone getting?" She asks, glancing over her menu without a clue what to eat.

Ashley glances up from her own menu and points to the top item, a classic burger.
"Gotta be a burger." She says, eyeing up the table beside them who have just received their meals. The burger looks delicious.

Eli's smirking the entire time, finding amusement in the conversation thus far. He's not contributing much, but he's always liked people watching. "I'm craving chocolate chip pancakes." Eli says when the topic changes. "Anything cavity inducing really.”

Olivia knows Vita does not approve of her mad driving skills; so she gives her friend a playful smile, almost as if coming from a child, in trying to redeem herself a bit. She lets her friend change the subject, and begins hearing impatiently, at the other's orders. Her stomach lets out a growl at the sound of the delicious meals, so one could only imagine the sounds her stomach produced after the neighboring table received their food. Liv had to stop herself from almost stealing a plate or two from the people sitting nearby. "Damn it, I'm starving-..." The blonde says holding her restless stomach. "-...I'll eat anything at this point." Olivia says now waving at the waitress to take their orders.

"Separate checks?" the waitress says as she arrives at the table.

"Yes ma’amm."

With a smile the woman puts a pen to the pad as asks, "Alright, what'll it be?"

"I'll have the breakfast platter. No!" Tomás corrects himself, spying a picture on Elijah's menu that looks to die for. "I want that!" he points, "Steak and eggs!”

"Rib-eye?"

"Yes ma’am."

"How do you want it?"

"Medium rare. With sunny side up eggs, please.”

With a nod the waitress turns to the opposite side of the table with a smile and asks the girls, "What'll it be ladies?"

Ashley points to her desired item, "Burger please." She adds, smiling up at the waitress as the woman quickly jots down her order. "And a lemonade, thanks."

The waitress nods and takes Ash's menu before turning her attention to Vita, who is still unsure. "Um..." Vita mutters to herself, glancing from one option to the next. With a shrug she picks one at random, ordering a creamy pasta.

"Peanut butter cupcake pancake with extra whipped cream and strawberries, please?" Eli orders when the waitress' eyes land on him. "Oh and for my drink can I have the cinnamon apple pie milkshake extra whipped cream on that too and three cherries?" With a wide child-like smile, Eli hands his menu away as the waitress questions his sugar intake with the weight of her stare.

Olivia smiles a bit after Eli gives his order to the waitress. Before the waitress has any time to turn around and ask her order she begins speaking a bit hastily. ”I’ll have the Grand Slamwich and a sprite.” As she is about to return the menu and place it on the woman's hands she pauses a bit. "I'll have some of those pancakes too." Olivia adds at the very end. The woman looks at the blonde in surprise but nods anyways.

"You guys are gonna be so diabetic after this." Tomás laughs.

"Will that be all?"

"Oh no, can I get uhhh-...Dr. Pepper?" The waitress nods and walks away scribbling away on her pad. Tomás turns his attention to the table as she does, looking at everyone with a soft smile before wilting a bit. "I wish Dad was here.”

"You know most teenagers don't want their dads hanging around all the time." Vita remarks, although her tone is playful. The Godwin boys hardly have your typical father-son relationship.

"What's he doing instead?" Ash asks curiously.

"He said he was going to read-..." the hell hound replies, "...-but I don't know. He's more than just a father to me, you know? He's my best friend.”

Elijah smiles at Tommy, admiring the relationship between him and Azazel. It was really sweet. "That's understandable. Adorable, but understandable."

Olivia doesn't say anything when Rumple is brought up in the conversation. Instead, she places her attention elsewhere. Of course, she does not share her brother's sentiment, her feelings towards the demon being anything but affectionate.

Vita feels a smirk develop on her face as she glances across at Olivia.
"Speaking of absentee friends, where's Kevin Liv?" Vita teases, "You two seemed pretty cozy at lunch."

Inevitably, the blonde can feel a slight rush of heat on her cheeks. She immediately gives her best friend the eyes as if calling her out for her treachery. "I-..." Olivia pauses, "-...I don't know," she says. Although it is very rare to see her flustered, this is one of those rare occasions.

"I think someone has a crush." Tomás grins, bumping his shoulder into his sister's own. "You can't lie to this nose, Liv-Liv.”

Vita smiles at her friends sudden discomposure. Not much causes Olivia to behave like this, so Vita knows that this boy is more than a momentary fling. Which only makes it more natural that, as her best friend, Vita proceeds to tease Liv.

"You know, you could have invited him out tonight. I'd love a chance to get to know him." Vita says, grinning wickedly. "We didn't really have much of a chance talk with him at lunch. You two seemed rather caught up with each other."

Olivia feels her brother's tap to which she immediately responds with another with a bit more force applied to it. "Shut up!" Liv says laughing a bit.

As soon as her best friend teases her some more the rosy color in her cheeks become a bit more apparent. Like a child, she sticks her tongue out to her friend almost as if letting her know she'd have none of she'd have none of the juicy gossip. ”So, Eli.” Olivia says trying to change the subject promptly. ”Did your parents go to the game?” She asks remembering their conversation at the lunch table earlier that day.

Throughout the entire conversation, Elijah has been staring off into oblivion and preoccupying his mind with daydreams. It was a common habit of his that usually results in him missing out of important information...this is no exception. Snapping out of his reverie, he stares at Olivia like a deer in headlights. "Wha-...?" It takes a moment to compute what she said, but when it sinks in, he blushes because of his short attention span. "Oh...yeah, they had the best time. They got to meet Tommy and Azazel."

"They're the best." Tomás says, "Mr. Franklin really got into the game, like, to the point where I could smell the stress coming off of him. It was insane.”

”That sounds pretty sweet." Olivia says with a grin, her brother's ability never ceasing to amuse her. ”I wish I could have meet them and watched the match.”

"I like your parents, Eli." Vita adds, although she's sure Elijah already knows this. Vita makes an effort to talk with Mr and Mrs Franklin whenever she sees them. "I'm glad they enjoyed the game."

"They've watched the games before, haven't they?" Ash injects, remembering their conversation at lunch. "Must have been nice to see it all close up.”

"I presume I'm the only human being that thinks my parents are the epitome of all that is embarrassing." Eli sighs, running his long fingers through his hair. "But yeah, they come to the game religiously and to see it all up close and personally was like giving a pothead pounds upon pounds of marijuana. They were way too happy about it.”

"Hey, don't be embarrassed. I thought it was really sweet. Besides, Pops seemed to really like them." Tomás gives Eli a playful nudge with his foot beneath the table, "And your mom was really flattered when he gave her his jersey. You're totally going to hear about it when you get home.”

Elijah sighs, shaking his head, "I know...can I stay with you tonight?"

"Uhhh definitely." Tomás laughs, "Like, all of the yeses.”

She can only imagine the Franklins' excitement, and for a moment she remembers her mother. Her smile immediately begins to tone down after remembering her poor excuse for a mother. "Having a sleepover are we?" Olivia asks, trying to get her mind off from her terrible madre with a smile.

"You can come over to mine. We'll have a girls' slumber party." Vita jokes, seeing her friend's momentary lull, "We can stay up late doing each others hair, gossiping about the school hotties, and playing truth or dare."

”Count me in. But, as you know misfit, I am sure as hell not wearing any pink and I am in no way coming near any burn book hidden underneath your bed.”

"Mean Girls references" he sings as the waitress approaches with their food. She deals out the plates and leaves, returning shortly with the drinks. Though it seemed a little backwards, Tomás didn't question it. Instead, he used his utensils to put his eggs on top of his steak, carving into his meat with his tongue poked out over his bottom lip.

"I just hope I'm not in the burn book." A large cheshire cat grin stretches his face as soon as his pancakes are right in front of him. He licks his lips, staring down at the food like a starved man before diving in almost savagely. One thing about Eli is that he loves sweets, so having this connection of high fructose corn syrup and peanuts before him was like Christmas.

"You kidding?" Vita laughs as she accepts her food, "You basically make up the whole book Eli. Closely followed by you Tommy." She adds, winking playfully at the other young man.

"Wha-...?" he says, much like the minions from Despicable Me, his cheek stuffed on one side with a slice of steak and eggs. "Why me?”

"Something about not wearing pink on Wednesdays among the many things I got to read, wasn't it Vita?" Olivia says before she gets completely distracted by the delicious looking meal standing before her.

Vita nods in agreement, "The worst sin to commit." She adds, mock seriously. She too turns into her food, feeling a little underwhelmed with the meal she has been given. Glancing across at Ashley, who is halfway through devouring her own meal, Vita feels a stab of food envy. Why didn't she pick the burger?

Tomás scoffs around his steak, a perpetual smile on his face, "Well sorry for not owning something pink. I'll have to go buy a new shirt or something. Maybe a mini skirt to really show off my calves.”

"I'll have to admit. You're calves are hot, Tommy." Eli jests as he devours his pancakes. With every bite, he's getting more and more hyper. His leg bounces under the table, bumping Victoria every now and again...and as expected, when he's in this state, word vomit comes out. "Ohmygod these pancakes are like heaven in your mouth. If Heaven had a flavor it would be these pancakes! They're so fluffy and golden...like Liv's hair! Ohmygod! Liv if your hair was food it would be these pancakes. I'm eating your hair and it's delicious! I have spoken!" He's beaming, maple syrup dribbling down the side of his mouth as he bounces in his seat.

Olivia searches for the nearest hot sauce to pour into her sandwich. After spotting the Tabasco she immediately leans forward to reach for the glassed bottle containing the red liquid. She quickly pours large amounts of the hot sauce into her delicious looking sandwich and as she is about to take on the first bite she hears Elijah's crazy talk as a result of his sugar rush. "I like your similes, Eli." Olivia says in observation unable to contain a soft chuckle. "I can't say I've ever tasted my hair but I imagine it is just as delicious." She adds followed by a wink though she hardly imagines Elijah is paying any attention after seeing his extreme enthusiasm at the sugary delish.

Vita laughs, enjoying watching Eli as he bounces in his seat. The occasional bump of his leg under the table only hinders her eating slightly, she's experienced the same hyper-Eli before and knows to hold on tightly to your food when Eli gets this jumpy.

Beside Vita Ashley's gaze becomes one of minor concern. This is the first Elijah sugar high episode she has witnessed and she isn't sure what to make of it. "He's not going to... explode or anything is he?" She mutters to the others, half serious and half joking.

"I don't know but it's hilarious." Tomás laughs, "We should get you a soda! Here-...have my Dr. Pepper!" Shoving his carbonated beverage in Elijah's direction, he keeps his attention on the young man's heart rate. It's only slightly elevated but still, he'll have Eli calm down if it gets too much.

Eli eyes the soda with a grin before meeting Tommy's eyes. "It's fine. I have a milkshake! It's all cinnamony and apple-ish and yum! Oh oh oh! You should let me mix them together. Your soda with my milkshake! That would make the universe explode; it will be that awesome. Pleeeeease!" He asks, clasping and unclasping his hands, gesturing for Tommy to give him the drink.

Tomás scrunches up his face with a laugh, hanging onto the drink, "Oh gross! Dude, no. What flavor would that even make?”

"The flavor of the gods!" Eli states, a bit too loudly. "It will be like everything good in this world has been combined into one beverage thus making it the Mac Daddy of drinks. That is what you're missing out on."

"Absolutely not. That would ruin your milkshake.”

"I definitely agree with Tommy." Vita says. She's trying not to laugh too hard, but seeing Eli like this is hysterical. "Plus, your parents won't let you come out with us again if we return you high on sugar. That soda can will only make it worse.”

"Which is why my new best buddy will be taking me home with him, right Tommy?" He pouts before putting his straw between his lips and inhaling his milkshake as he bounces uncontrollably. "Thou hath been replaced, Victrola.”

"I'll be adding that to the burn book." Vita replies, poking her tongue out at Eli.

Meanwhile, Tommy is simply ecstatic. "Did you hear that, Liv-Liv?" he says, looking at his sister as he bounces up and down in his seat. "I'm his best buddy!"

Olivia has been listening at the conversation as if she were in a movie. To say the blonde is highly entertained would be a bit of a understatement. At the same time, she is joyfully eating her slamwich and every once in a while she takes a few sips from her soda. It isn't until her brother directly addresses her that she carefully places the little remains of the sandwhich. She gives her brother a warm smile as she muffles his hair again, something which had somehow became a habit now whenever she tried to praise him. Olivia nods as she finds her brother endearing, "I totally did Tom-Tom.”

Before he knows it, his milkshake has disappeared along with his pancakes. Eli pouts upon the realization because he was truly enjoying every second of consuming the sugary substances. "...I can get seconds, right?" He asks, looking at Victoria out of habit.

Vita smiles and rolls her eyes playfully, "Shouldn't you be asking your new best friend?" She asks. Then, relenting she signals the waitress with a wave of her hand.

Tomás leans into his sister's touch, looking at her with amusement in his dark brown eyes. "Me thinks the lady doth protest too much." he jests.

"Don't be getting all jelly on us, Vita." Olivia says playfully to her best friend, "You know Eli still loves you." Olivia says while still playing with her brother's hair.

Vita nods, taking a sip of her orange juice. "I'm a lovable kinda girl.” She says with a smirk.

As a token of gratitude, Eli gives Victoria's cheek a small peck before nuzzling her there. The waitress is giving him a strange look, but he pays no heed as he orders another milkshake and a New York Style cheesecake to go with it. As he waits, he rests his head on Vita's shoulder which he usually did when attempting to calm down.

Vita places an arm around Eli's shoulders, giving his opposite arm a pat as he nuzzles her. He appears to be calming down, slightly. "Ash, when's your big soccer game?" She asks a moment later, realizing the blonde girl has been quiet for too long.

Ashley glances up from the few remaining scraps on her plate, "Next week." She replies after mentally checking that she's right. "It won't be as exciting as tonight's game though.”

Tomás watches the interaction between Elijah and Victoria with his head tilted to the side, curious as to what it could mean before his attention is drawn elsewhere. When Ashley speaks up about her soccer game he almost feels guilty. "Oh no, don't say that. I'm totally coming to your game. What's your number? I'll paint myself the school colors and write it on my chest in big white lettering.”

"It's no big deal." Ash says, blushing slightly at the attention. She's more than happy for her team to pass under the radar. "We've beaten the team before, so we know how they play.”

"She's number three." Vita supplies when it's clear Ash won't, "I'll supply the paint." She adds with a grin.

"You could paint me if you want." he says, completely oblivious, "It'll probably end up looking like crap if I do it myself.”

"I'll happily paint you." Vita replies, the slight quirk of her head and crooked smirk suggesting that she isn't quite as oblivious as Tommy is.

"Shipping it!" Eli grins against his friend's shoulder as his dessert and drink are set in front of him. He says nothing else as he attacks that cheesecake like a caveman.

Tomás flushes, "Huh?" Suddenly the whole 'painting' fiasco hits him like a ton of bricks and his blushing bright red all the way up to the tips of his ears, "That's totally not what I meant, Eli!”

Olivia immediately lets out a devious smile, unable to help herself. She shifts her eyes between Vita and her brother as she lets out a somewhat exageratted sigh. "Do you guys smell that?" She pauses for a bit but not long enough to get interrupted. "I smell love in the air!-..." Olivia says teasingly while almost singing the last part.

"Shush everyone." Vita says, nudging Elijah softly with her shoulder and rolling her eyes at Olivia.

"Can't someone paint someone else without snide comments?" She jokes, fully aware that such an act is rather out of the ordinary. "And do I need to bring up Kevin again?" Vita says this last sentence directly to Liv, raising a threatening eyebrow at her friend.

"Apparently not-..." Tomás huffs, embarrassed. That is, until Kevin is mentioned, then he looks at Olivia with a shit-eating grin. "Yeah, let's talk about Kevin.”

Liv is still laughing, at least that is until Kevin is mentioned once more. Before she starts feeling that familiar fluttering sensation she cover half of her face with her hand. "Actually, let's not." Olivia says hoping Elijah could somehow have another sugar crazed moment to distract the duo.

"Kevin has pretty eyes," Eli blurts out without a second thought as he swallows the last bit of his cheesecake. "Like they're all green and just really nice to look at. I think Liv of all people would know since she's been staring at them longer than any of us." He looks at Olivia with an innocent grin. "What's he like? I've never talked to him before. You're crushing on him so he must be pretty decent, huh?”

Olivia immediately frowns her eyes and her mouth is semi opened in disbelief. She send a glare down Elijah that plainly states how betrayed she felt. Inevitably, Liv’s cheeks are rosy once again. Of course she had noticed Kev's beautiful eyes, she had to admit it was one of the things she liked most of his. As she is actually thinking of a way to describe him she begins to feel a bit baffled, especially when she remembers Nina. "He has a girlfriend." She finally decides to say in all seriousness, trying to see if they could actually drop the subject.

Olivia's scent sours with her sadness and Tomás is a whimpering mess because of it. Laying his head on her shoulder, he nuzzles into her golden tresses to comfort her, hugging her arm in apology.

"Oh, Liv. I'm sorry!" Vita says, nudging her friend's foot under the table.

Ashley nods in agreement, but remains silent. She's not best buddies with Liv like the others and doesn't feel it's her place to mention the girlfriend issue.

Instantly, Eli feels like crap for carrying on the conversation against Liv' wishes. This is his fault. "I'm so sorry," he apologizes, reaching over the table to grab her hand. "I'm a jerk for that.”

Olivia gently hugs her brother back, trying to reassure him she was all right. She knew she would be unable to fool him but she hoped it could at least make him at ease. She also nudges Vita back as well as she sends Ashley a smile back. As soon as Eli touches her hand she also taps him gently. "Come on you dorks, don't be like that. It's not a big deal, really." Olivia says trying to bring her usual smile back as well as her playful demeanor. Knowing she had dampened the mood made her feel bad. Before anybody else has the chance to say a thing she calls for the waitress to get the check.

A couple of minutes after the waitress returns with their separate checks they begin wrapping things up, and the mood is significantly improved. The girls leave the boys behind as they are on their way to their own sleepover. Olivia rides on her baby, slowing her usual crazy fast speed to follow after Vita and Ashley.

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{“It's not time to worry yet”}
― Harper Lee, To Kill a Mockingbird


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After what felt like hours of patronizing conversation and endless blushing, Elijah is slightly relieved and unsettled with the way the night ends. One second his parents are questioning Azazel’s intentions with their son and the next, the demon is jetting out of the house like a bat out of hell. No explanation. No goodbye. Nothing. He watches from the door, calling out Azazel’s name, pleading for him to explain what was happening. It feels like a part of him is drifting away, moving to parts unknown and it fucking sucks. Everything was going so well. Sighing, he finds that his efforts are useless. He closes the door with the utmost reluctance, his face crestfallen as his parents stare at him in confusion.

"Is he okay?" his mother asks, craning her head to look out of the window.

“I don’t know,” Eli frowns, poking his lip out as sadness begins to settle in and the full weight of the situation drags him down. He just doesn’t understand. He’s never seen Azazel like that before. The look on his face…it was frightening. His father offers him an empathetic smile.

"Hey, you should call him up later and check in. It might have been something really important. It seemed so with the way he just up and ran out like that."

“Yeah,” Elijah nods, half-heartedly as he begins walking towards the stairs with slumped shoulders and a heavy heart. Just then, another monstrous howl crackles in the night sky. Elijah snaps his head to the door, the wheels in his mind turning and twisting in thought as his parents question the sound.

"I’ve never heard so many wolves out before…" his mother shrugs dismissively, but her statement rang in Elijah’s head, causing the dots to connect and the light bulb to flicker to life.

“Oh my god,” he whispers as the reality of it all crashes down on him. “Tommy.” And just like that, he’s gone, taking the stairs two at a time to get to his cellphone. He ignores the call of his family as they question his peculiar behavior as he enters his bedroom and snatches his cellphone off of his bed.

Scrambling, Elijah tries in vain not to drop the device, but in his haste the phone slips from his fingertips. He scoops it up, turns it on, and searches for Tommy’s phone number. He’s given hope when he hears his friend’s voice in his ear, but as he tunes into the words being spoken, he realizes that it’s just his voicemail. Once again, his concern engulfs him as he sends a quick text message to the hellhound begging for a response when he’s available. As expected, he doesn’t get an answer right away. He finds himself dialing Azazel’s phone number only to be met with a ringing just across the room. Upon further inspection, he stops not only Azazel's cellphone, but also his gym bag, clothes, and wallet.

“Crap!" He hangs up, tossing his phone on his bed and plopping down beside it. And that’s how he spends the rest of his night; watching and waiting for a sign that the people that he’s come to know and care for are safe and sound.

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