@camimendes: Domino’s Resort 2017 Collection

while she was more than completely certain the question WASN’T directed towards her - unless brielle was suffering from a bout of delusion that made her think nixie wanted anything to do with her - but she found herself answering nonetheless, the words almost a knee-jerk reaction as they slipped from between her lips without much thought. ‘ any song of hers that you aren’t dancing to. ’ with almost anyone else, nixie would have laughed or at least smiled to soften her words but with bri, she meant them with even more harshness than her tone had been able to convey.

brielle glared at the blonde girl, noticing the hatred in her words. “why are you always jealous about the opportunities I have ?” the brunette was now also referring to the time nixie found out she made it into bed with her crush before she even could. “it’s almost sad to see you so bitter about something so... unimportant.”

onlylua:

— “No, I only listen to select songs. Not a big fan of many people.” She shook her head at her question. “Music’s just music to me. I can’t stand some songs but can stand others.”

brielle understood the girl’s point. being the dancer she is, she only knew one or two songs from certain artists, but she learned to love the icons. “makes sense. I mean, especially when they get overplayed or something. that’s like... really annoying. sometimes the good songs get ruined.”

“Beyonce is a fucking Goddess and will tour whenever she pleases, but you have a point. There is always Rihanna, Nicki, and Arianna. You got better options than old ass Shakira.” River wasn’t even trying to be nice for Brielle, his hat was too strong. “Beyonce did those songs out of charity.”

exhaling out loud at the boy’s comments, the raven-haired girl began to frown at his words. “okay, I get it, you don’t think shakira is worthy of me.” crossing her arms over her chest, brielle did her best not to pout. “why do you have to kill my vibe like that ? she was the best dance audition out there right now.”

kai started moving their hips around an invisible hula hoop. “da, da, da, da and my hips don’t lie … na na na na na na na.” they sang the song to the best of their ability, but it was clear they didn’t know the words to the song. “you know, the one about the hips.”

brielle began to blink blankly at kai as they began to do whatever kind of dance that was. nodding slowly, she forced a smile on her lips, masking away the secondhand embarrassment. “yeah, you said the name actually ! it’s hips don’t lie. um kai ?” she placed a hand on their shoulder. “don’t... um... don’t do that in public, hun.”

“Hey, not my fault nobody listens to Shakira. I didn’t even know she was alive. Also, Drink a Beer, obviously.”

“right... that’s why her tour is sold out,” the raven-haired girl rolled her eyes now before scrunching up her nose. “erm. I don’t know that one. I don’t know anything by him that isn’t play it again, actually.”

River rolled his eyes at the raven haired girl, “Look, obviously, you are going to make the cut, but do you really want to lower yourself to Shakira. You could be dancing for like Rihanna or Beyonce. Not some two hit wonder bitch.”

brielle pressed her lips together at river’s point, a small frown forming along them as she thought about it long and heard. “n-no… but–” she sighed in between her sentence, shrugging. “does it look like beyonce is gonna be touring any time soon ? she just had twins !” the raven-haired girl pondered the thought a little, knowing shakira and beyonce were friends at one point with their iconic duet. “you know they did songs together right ? maybe if I tour with her, ri or bey will notice me and reach out when they tour again !” she squealed the last part, a smile on her lips now.

“I dunno, I don’t really listen to her. I could tell you my favorite Cupcake or Luke Bryan song, though,”

“well that was helpful. thanks, benji,” she replied, sarcasm in her voice before tilting her head to the side. the mention of luke bryan intriguing her a little. “which… luke bryan song ?”

“I think seb is fine now, i don’t really know. i punched him but that was before he told me everything and it was a lot…” he trailed off and frowned at the memory of their last interaction, maybe if he had waited a little longer to hear him out and not reacted in anger so quickly things wouldn’t have gotten as bad as they did. “he told me he got shot, he like actually showed me the bullet wounds in his chest bri. he was in a coma for a while and when he was in the coma they flew him to another country and kept him there until he woke up. i still don’t understand why no one contacted us though, i mean it could have saved us so much time we spent worrying that he was gone.” he thought about his brother alone somewhere in another country waking up with no family or friends to comfort him while he got better. “i regret my reaction, well I regret  hitting him but i just wish i could have been there for him. he had no one and i was home busy hating him for not being here not knowing how bad things had gotten for him.” he said quietly, his gaze not leaving the movie.

the film in front of them quickly became background noise as the girl set her snacks down and devoted all of her attention to him. her eyebrows were knitted together as she listened to him intently, a small frown on her lips as he went on. “zach, you know you had every right to feel the way that you did…” she sighed in between her words and shook her head. “he’s clearly never been good at communicating things with you.” brielle knew how easy it was to beat one’s self over the past, but she also knew it wasn’t as big of a deal anymore when it was all said and done. “so where does that leave you two now ?”

— “Whenever, Whereever.” Luana nodded at the female. “It’s such a classic song, it would also be a good reminder of her older songs?” She didn’t know what she was talking about really. She tried to help.

“that one’s like her best,” brielle agreed, nodding back at the girl next to her. “actually, I’m gonna be a little disappointed if it’s not on her setlist. have you heard her new album ?” the brunette asked, raising an eyebrow at luana.

⚭

⚭ – does your muse have any contradicting opinions/views? If so, then what are they?

“growing up in a household where my parents rarely ever acknowledged me, I didn’t believe in abandonment for the longest time. I still don’t,” she paused. “yet I found myself doing that to my only son.” brielle shook her head at her own words, knowing that it wasn’t the entire truth, but it was what some believed about her decision. “there’s more to it, but that’s how it’ll always look like, I guess.”

☘☐

☘ – how lucky is your muse? Do they believe in luck as a concept, or think it’s a bunch of hooey?

“I think a lot of people would say that I’m one of the lucky ones, coming from a wealthy family and growing up in a different world compared to others,” she started, furrowing her eyebrows as she thought about her struggles and how that the so-called ‘luck’ didn’t matter in the end for her. “it’s bullshit if you ask me. I’ve had to work hard to get where I am, despite having that advantage. it hasn’t been easy and I’m still working on my dreams.”

☐ – does your muse feel incomplete? Do they feel whole? Why do they feel whichever way?

brielle tried her best not to laugh at the question, her nerves kicking in completely. “I… god,” she struggled putting it all into words. “I like to think that I’m whole, but… I’m definitely not,” the girl swallowed hard, thinking back to all the reasons why. “a huge part of me is out there somewhere… and I’ll never get it back,” she frowned now, tears filling up her eyes as she thought about her son. “I, um… have yet to move on from the past. completely.”

bbyastrid:

“so,” astrid sighed loudly, dropping her bag down onto the sand, “this whole week, i’m talking to this lady about a session where i’m shooting her and ‘the love of her life’ blah blah blah. so in my head, it’s some cute shoot of a woman and her significant other, maybe they’re getting married or something, but she leaves it vague the whole time. this morning, i get there, and it’s her and her fuckin’ dog. i have to take pictures of a woman and her dog when i thought it was gonna be a woman and her husband or somethin’. and like, on one hand, I love my dog too, I get it, but on the other hand…who gets professional pictures taken with their dog?”

brielle had found a perfect spot on the beach that day, sipping on one of her legendary strawberry lemonades before the familiar girl threw herself beside of her and rambled on about her next photo session. snorting in the middle of her story, brielle fell into laughter. “you can’t be serious ! oh my god--you’re serious.” the raven-haired girl widened her eyes at astrid, shaking her head after she finished speaking. “I didn’t think people were serious when they said their pet was the love of their life...” her voice wandered as she thought for a second. “was the dog at least cute ?”

"so I'm trying to decide which shakira song I want my solo in when I make the cut for her upcoming tour and I obviously need to pick her best song. but there's so many ?" the brunette sighed at the overwhelming options before looking over at the person beside of her. "what's your favorite song by her ?"

“Fine, fine I will delete it if you don’t ask me so many questions the next time I need help.” River continued walking after tossing the jacket and shrugged his shoulders while doing so. “Nothing, really. He just looked like a punk and his car looked nice, but it needed some flair. I could have taken him, he only got the one punch in because I wasn’t paying attention.”

“you’ve dealt with my questions for so many years, river. this isn’t anything new,” brielle admitted, biting onto her nail as she listened to river intently. snorting at the last part, the girl nodded a few times before letting out a small laugh. “oh I’m sure you weren’t paying attention,” she quoted, pressing his buttons a little with her joke. she has seen the boy fight before so she genuinely wasn’t doubting him. if anything, she didn’t recommend anyone messing with him. patting his back a couple of times, the brunette moved her gaze back forward. “you need a new hobby.”

Initially, Cameron’s channel acted as a video portfolio. He’d always been interested in having somewhere to showcase short movies he had produced. Since transitioning, he started his own personal videos about being transgender and they were the ones that went completely viral. He’d often bring in guest stars - and a popular face he’d ask along to discuss topics or make goofy videos with was Brielle. After holding a Twitter vote to ask who should be the next guest on his challenge videos, the raven-haired girl had won by a landslide. A gasp could be heard from the guy’s mouth behind the rolling camera. “What?! You’re rally not scared? Knees weak, arms are heavy? I was expecting to have to convince you. I prepared a speech and all,” He said, practically beaming that she was up for the challenge. Flipping it, the lens now landing on his own face, “That’s right–Cambri are taking on this bad boy. Just a few ropes between us and no safety net. Yiiikes!” He pretended to act terrified. “Nah–just kidding. We’ll be fine. We’ll survive. Most likely.” Reaching out, he handed her the Go Pro. “Just while I sort out these ropes. You’re going to have to tie this round you, alright? And this here,” He pointed to the bag around his waist. “I’ve got chalk so chalk up those hands so you don’t slip. You trust me, right?”

the girl couldn’t help but roll her eyes playfully at his comment. “a speech ! why am I not surprised ?” brielle genuinely had no idea what she was putting herself through, but she also had completely faith in her friend and his challenge. after all, it was for youtube so it wasn’t going to be her death video—or so she hoped. most likely, the words echoed in her mind. “uh, you mean for sure ? I have hopes and dreams, cam !” she squeaked, the nerves kicking in a little. grabbing a hold of the go pro, the brunette nodded over at cameron as he spoke about his instructions. “well yeah, I do !” looking at the equipment around her, she furrowed her eyebrows before asking, “so. what exactly am I tying around me ?” her gaze moved up to the camera in front of her and she whispered to the viewers, “I’m actually terrified because I don’t know what I’m doing,” she admitted.

༺ brielle. ༻

“bullshit, i could come down there and shove that muffin so far down your throat in less than thirty seconds that yo-” the chance stroll-by of a now appalled elderly lady caused mac to bite back the end of his threat, instead having to give her a wide grin and a cheery wave before narrowing his eyes back down towards brielle as soon as she had hobbled on past, mac sure muttering under her breath about those types of boys as she went along her merry old lady way. “you know what, that’s it.” there was no way it hadn’t been passed the thirty second threatened time frame and mac definitely wasn’t going to let bri of all people make a liar out of him. mac was near ALWAYS good on his word and he intended to keep it. “i warned you! now i’m coming to get your ass either the easy way or the hard way - your choice. i told you to get up here!” motioning out the window one last time, mac broke away from it in a run for the room’s door and then the staircase that would eventually bring him to the main lobby. taking the steps a few at a time, he jumped down the last chunk of them over the rail only about half way down in his attempt to at least reach the lobby before brielle could if she had even moved an inch from where he had last seen her in some sort of attempt to beat him into the building so he couldn’t do anything about it - something he was sure the girl HADN’T done.

brielle peered up at the angry boy now who paused in his threat at the sight of an old woman passing by. a smile still on her lips, she waved playfully up at him as she continued to nibble along her muffin. laughing at the frustration in mac’s tone, the brunette raised her hands up before shaking them a little. “ohhh, I’m so scared,” she mocked, rolling her eyes now as she saw him disappear from the window immediately after. raising her eyebrows, she finished the rest of her muffin before reaching into her bag to shut the timer off and pull out the little brown bag with the spare muffins. making her way towards the entrance of the building, the girl found herself running right into the boy’s broad chest. glancing up at him, she smiled innocently before lifting up the bag of brown muffins in her hand and offering them to him. “I brought you muffins ?” she attempted to offer, knowing that there was nothing she could do at this point, but suffer the consequences. shrugging a little, brielle laughed nervously. “I mean, at least I met you halfway, right ?”