“do i look like i go by fuckin dress code?”

  “ There’s some lenience on this dress code, right? I mean, I’m not worried about the uniform… I just need to accessorize. Freedom of speech and all, y’know? ”

“what the fuck is wrong with you?”

Okay so one of us definitely needs an aspirin right now. But I can’t tell if it’s you because you actually look like you’re dying, or me because I’m stroking out and losing vision right now. Dude— should we both take one?

watching the cart stroll through the campus, kc’s eyebrows ferned together. what kind of dumbass paraded their alcohol along the campus? not to mention right past the principal’s office. it wasn’t like kc found this surprising, for he had done worse. he just found it idiotic. unfortuantely, he wasn’t able to avoid the situation. the direction the cart was heading was the direction he needed to walk, if he were to make it to his own dorm. walking nearly a foot behind the deilverer, his eyes would dart up, making eyecontact with the buyer.      

          jess? his confusion would only grow by then. he knew jess was a drinker, but he didn’t peg him as the type to gloat about his alcholic tendencies. this accusation would only be proven further as the brunette held the papers with equal confusion, refusing to sign them because he hadn’t ordered the bottles in the first place. again, kc would’ve walked from the situation, because well, he couldn’t give a damn. but at the sudden commotion that began, with kids coming up to lay grimy fingers on each expensive bottle, crowding the routed path in the process, his temper couldn’t help but fucking flare. battered converse smacked against the pavement, hastily stopping beside jess with beefy arms nearly shoving him aside. the elder easily towered over the unfamiliar man, eyes squinted as he leaned down to respond with venom. “didn’t he say it aint his or are you fuckin deaf? unless you want your fuckin boss to hear about how one of his dumbass workers brought illegal substances to a minor on government property, fuckin beat it.”

seeing a big cart of champagne roll onto campus was not how jess thought his day would start. they had been asking for him and when the delivery guy finally found him he had told him to sign the papers, jess looked up at him and shook his head. “i didn’t order this,” and it was true – he didn’t. “i just deliver kid, it says jess hart and you’re the guy,” he looked as people milled around and looked eagerly, one kid daring to grab the champagne bottle and laugh about it. when jess was forced to sign for the champagne he looked down at it not sure what exactly to do with it. “i didn’t order this,” he says again, knowing that if a school teacher or the principal found out – he was a goner. 

nearly knocking into a rushing body rounding the corner, kc would place his hands out instinctively, grabbing blindly at the opposite’s arms; stopping the collision before it could occur. ready to growl at whomever it was to get their head out of their ass, his kaleidoscopic eyes would lock onto the paling human before him. nearly sighing at the thought of even having to deal with this situation, he’d part his lips to speak unsympathetically. “can you wait until i leave to fuckin faint? i dont feel like dealin’ with this shit right now.”

“Woah…” the blonde said, her vision going blurry. She quickly ran out of the gym, abandoning the cheer practice that was currently going on. She leaned against a wall in the hallway, shutting her eyes. 

kc couldn’t help but overhear as the brighthaired familiar blatantly rejected the freshman’s offer, watching out of the corner of his eye as her features contorted into a countenace of both embarassment and disappointment. she'd scurry away with little dignity that remained, crimson spreading along her cheeks and small tears already forming along inked eyelashes. the ravenhead couldn’t help but shake his head at the situation, scuffling items around his locker. “that went well,” he quipped lowly.

“Nah, sorry, can’t. Don’t have time to hang out this weekend. I have plans. And in case you’re wondering, by plans I do in fact mean binge watching anime on Netflix.”

“i dont even take chemistry. get out of my goddamn face, evelyn.”

“I haven’t even started my bio homework…” Evelyn sighed, moving the hair that had fallen in her face. “-and I’d way rather work on our chemistry.”

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Zo: Hey, this is Jake.. from State Farm.

Zo: This is for insurance purposes, I promise.

Zo: Would you mind bringing me some tums? I've got this stomachache and it's making me sick. :(

Zo: I'll pay you back, plus two bucks interest.

KC: ......?

KC: this is annoying

KC: go get it urself , im not a fuckin nurse

SMS ✉ (OPEN)

alyx: i need a favour

alyx: help a girl out

KC: wish i could but i dont want to

Did you hear that ( KC CAPULE ) was called down to the principal’s office? I think it was because he ( PROBS BEAT SOMEONE UP TBH. ) Crazy, right? I mean, he is pretty ( ANGRY ), and ( ANGRY ), but also really ( ANGRY ), and ( ANGRY ), and he is the ( ANGRY KID ) that I don’t associate with so I doubt I’ll find the real story. He is a part of the ( N/A ) though, so maybe I can ask someone else about it. He is ( EIGHTEEN ), right? Those are supposed to be the best years of your life. Too bad high school sucks. 

WHO PUT THIS AS KC’S APP I HAte ysalLL SO M CUH

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Birdie: i'm not saying that i'm lowkey sitting here in lingerie waiting for you to come fuck me but that might be what's happening ;)

Birdie: LMAO FUCK WRONG PERSON

KC: thats nice

KC: r u done

other people: watches the superbowl

Me: watches the puppy bowl

Intimate.

September 08, 2014 - LA [x]

handing his board over for bo to secure it on the roof, kc plopped into the passengers seat, turning his attention to bo once again at the sudden laugh. kc stared at him questioningly, eyebrows furrowed. “fucks funny?” he inquired, having not changed into his wet suit with the knowledge that it would have made him uncomfortable during the car ride. processing bodhi’s suggestion, kc couldnt help the instinctive decline running through his head, knowing he had to get ready for work in a couple hours. but then again… it wasn’t often he could do things like this. just chilling at the beach and letting the waves take him whever they pleased. taking this into account he replied with a simple taunt of, “so why aren’t we movin,” before placing the radio on and putting up the volume in an exggerated amount.

httpkaso:

“are you,” he micmicked competeivley in an icoherent mumble, patting his pockets to make sure he had his keys and wallet (just in case). dressed in a muscle tank and joggers, he’d open the door, a protein bar dangling from his lips as he closed and locked it behind him. yeah, you weren’t exactly supposed to eat before doing something that would require you to be active but in his defense, he was a growing and starving man. fixing the sweatband that pushed back his caramel curls, he’d begin walking down the hall towards the buildings lot. having left his board in the car. “zuma or venice?” he questioned, disregarding every aspect of proper eating ettiquette in favor of voicing out beach choices.

Bodhi simply nodded, not really catching what KC had said. The blond opened the driver’s side car door and climbed on the seat, securing his board to the roof of the car. “Want me to secure your board or you want to do it?” he asked, turning slightly to face the other teen. Bo hopped down so he could sit in the car while KC got himself adjusted. He couldn’t help but laugh at the fact that his companion looked like he was about to go running instead of out surfing. “Well,” Bodhi began, “I was thinking heading down to San Diego. For obvious reasons.” Mainly because it was evening, they really had enough time to head down there. Better beaches and better surf than LA had.

“are you,” he micmicked competeivley in an icoherent mumble, patting his pockets to make sure he had his keys and wallet (just in case). dressed in a muscle tank and joggers, he’d open the door, a protein bar dangling from his lips as he closed and locked it behind him. yeah, you weren’t exactly supposed to eat before doing something that would require you to be active but in his defense, he was a growing and starving man. fixing the sweatband that pushed back his caramel curls, he’d begin walking down the hall towards the buildings lot. having left his board in the car. “zuma or venice?” he questioned, disregarding every aspect of proper eating ettiquette in favor of voicing out beach choices.

– {;; @httpkaso

“You ready for this?” Bodhi asked, speaking through the door to KC’s dorm. Bo pulled the beanie down further on his head, waiting for his friend to come out.

“— die twice.”

“ — die.”