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drewharts · 4 years
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“IT’S DEFINITELY WEIRD NOT HAVING TO WEAR BUTTON UPS AND A TIE AND SLACKS EVERYDAY.” drew said earnestly. to be completely honest, the attention he had garnered from being the new kid was entirely foreign territory and he wasn’t sure how he felt about it. “i’m definitely more comfortable though that’s for sure.” he nodded, avoiding eye contact for the most part. “i’m comfortable enough i could probably fall asleep in some of my classes.” it was a lame attempt at a joke, but hey he was trying his hand at making normal, non-sheltered friends. “there’s a lot of other stuff is different, but yeah.” 
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vicpuckerman · 4 years
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    “ i hate dinky rinks ...  the smell of stinky blades makes my eyes water and the weekends are too busy.  on the bright side, i get in a nice workout in and watch people fall sometimes.  is that mean? ”      @limastarters​
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patienceish · 4 years
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“fuck this school!” she shouted, storming out of the office. “if you gave two fucks about the students in this place you’d be handing out these pamphlets before they get knocked up! where were these in health class! they didn’t exist! fuck all of you, and fuck your pamphlets!” patience snapped, ripping the pamphlets that were in her hand and tossing them into the office before she started storming off again and punching a locker. @limastarters​
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joeyhqs · 4 years
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“Don’t comment on the mud – I fell in a puddle on the way over here.” Joey said as he looked down at his stained shirt. “Does it look bad though? I would have gone back home but I lost my keys and I forget where the extra key is hidden.” He said, sighing as he sat down across the other person.
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lemonsterling · 4 years
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☾ — 𝖔𝖕𝖊𝖓 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖊𝖗
Red polyester uniform clinging to the teen’s body, she sat down at a nearby table at the Lima Bean in front of another person who she may or may not have ever encountered before. Most Cheerios typically changed into mundane clothes after practice, but not Lemon, no. She loved the feeling the way her skirt would shake like tassels and make all the boys and girls swoon just so she could reject them as quickly as they ogled her. “What’s your poison? Personally, I’m a black coffee kind of girl. Shocking, I know, but it makes me feel classy you know? And coffee should just never be cold, that’s just wrong.” The blonde purred, speaking to the person in front of her.
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pcnkpaisley · 4 years
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 With spring break coming to a close, Celeste was excited to see Lima back in its natural state of hectic especially since she was getting pretty bored laying around and hanging around the house. She wanted to do something. She only had classes two out of the five days so she didn’t have to worry about school tomorrow and her life has just became driving to college and practices. “Please give me something fun to do before I throw a slushy into my own face.” She huffed sitting in front of someone.  ( @limastarters​ )
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blainehummersonarch · 4 years
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It feels like wherever I go this week, Sue Sylvester is there too. And I get that it’s not that odd to run into each other in the hallways or at the grocery store (does she really have to whisper ‘Hello Mrs. Porcelain’ in my ear when she’s standing behind me in line though?), but what on earth is that woman doing at Between The Sheets? It’s almost starting to feel like she’s following me around on purpose...
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WHO: tracy hummel-anderson && open                                                        WHEN: seven pm on a thursday                                                                      WHERE: hummel tires and lube
WHEN TRACY BECAME A GUY WHO WORKS FULL TIME? HE COULDN’T SAY. but with outbursts increasing in frequency and his circle of friends thinning he didn’t do much other than go back and forth between he doodges apartment and work. still, the friendly face that sat nearby as he closed up shop wasn’t as unwelcome as he feigned, “we’re closed! get the fuck out!” he groaned, though there was an unmistakable grin pulling up on his features as he tossed a grease stained rag at the other. he ducked in case there was an attempt to retaliate, only peeking out from his rolling tool cabinet after a few moments to carry on conversation like an adult. “kidding, kidding, if you wanna talk or whatever, we can talk.” he shrugged, picking up another rag and wiping his hands as about half of the lights automatically shut off, indicating the garage was officially closed. trace looked up at the now dimmed ceiling for a moment and then, “that mamma mia shit is kind of stupid don’t you think?” he said, out of the blue. not only was the comment out of character for trace, but he pulled the  source material from seemingly nowhere. “is there one season, just one at that school where they won’t plague us with a show?”
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riileycs · 4 years
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riley was sprawled out on the grass, his gaze directed toward the sky. he’d finished a therapy session about an hour ago, once again going over issues from his past and his birth parents. he felt like he’d been lying here for days, lost in time as he stewed in his own thoughts. his gaze shifted when he heard footsteps, though he didn’t bother to sit up or even move his head “i’m pretending to be a dead body.” he spoke out before snorting. “joking. though an old woman did think i was dead a little while ago and lost it a bit. she was real sweet, gave me a butterscotch candy when she realised i wasn’t actually a corpse abandoned in the park.”
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ljhollidays · 4 years
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IT HAD BEEN THREE DAYS SINCE LJ HAD OFFICIALLY TRANSFERRED TO MCKINLEY. the constant switching of towns and schools had gotten increasingly more annoying the older she got, but this transition had been the worst by far. a month before graduation? seriously? who does that? her mother, apparently, that’s who. needless to say, as much fun as LJ typically had studying people, she had spent her first few days at mckinley slightly more brooding than she typically started off at a new school. moving was bad enough, but moving from seattle, washington to lima, ohio just felt straight up like a punishment. still, she wasn’t planning on letting it get her down. in LJ’s world, there was fun around every corner. it had been her free period when she snuck into the seemingly empty band room. the blonde figured if she could just hit away at a drum set for a minute, maybe she’d feel better. her own set wasn’t anywhere close to being unpacked yet. as LJ slipped into the dark room, she effortlessly shook her backpack off her shoulder. after finding some drumsticks, the girl absolutely went to town. surprisingly, it felt just as therapeutic as she would’ve guessed. though as the lights flickered on she fully came to a stop and craned her neck, “oh shit.” she wasn’t too worried about getting in trouble. her mom would be a staff member next year after all. “was i being too loud?” 
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drewharts · 4 years
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IT WAS A CRAZY DAY AT MCKINLEY FOR DREW. well more than usual that was. never in a million years did he ever dream he’d get nominated for prom royalty. that being said he felt mostly neutral about it, and although he’d like a win, it wouldn’t be the end of the world otherwise. drew had a sneaking suspicion the nomination had something to do with his role in RENT, being close with theo, and the recent drama with winnie. the combination was enough to have kept his name buzzing around for a while. the only reason the win even mattered to him was simply because, well, it’d be a nice pick me up after having his heart stepped all over.but of course, with mckinley being mckinley, people had questions about his nomination. like people he had never even spoken to before. it felt like all day he was saying the same thing over and over again. there was no exception when he spoke it this time though, “i’m excited about it.” a nod “sure, it’d be cool if shane and i won our category, but i’m more concerned with making sure people vote for theo and lemon. prom king and queen are more important anyway, and they totally deserve it.” he broke from his own little script for a moment, “speaking of, who do you plan on voting for?”
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@limastarters​
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patienceish · 4 years
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“i don’t know what i was thinking when i decided to to buy a ride-on mower with a weight-activated sensor but i officially can’t mow my own lawn because i don’t weigh enough. i’m offended.” @limastarters​
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lemonsterling · 4 years
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LEMON: kaden & i are throwing a banger on friday LEMON: @ the mcclure’s barn. setting up at 8 so be over anytime after that LEMON: be there or i’ll fight u 😡
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maisiesterlingduval · 4 years
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Maisie had just finished baseball practice with a bunch of six year olds which meant she had spent the past two hours chasing them down to try to get them to focus on trying to hit the ball. She was tired and hungry when she entered the diner. Looking around at the tables full of people, she shrugged to herself and took a seat in an empty chair across from someone else. “Hope you don’t mind company. I am starving.” She said grabbing a menu from the corner of the table. @limastarters​
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finnlschuester · 4 years
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WHO: finn schuester && open                                                                                                      WHEN: a monday afternoon                                                                                                  WHERE: the lima bean parking lot
BY NATURE, FINN SCHUESTER WAS NOT SPONTANEOUS. she was a woman of structure and organization and deliberating to a fault. so the decision to one night, when the crying got to be enough, wield a bottle of peroxide and kitchen scissors like a sword and shield over her bathroom sink, bleach her hair then cut her bags while springsteen blared in the background cinematically, was kind of a big deal for her. it didn’t look top notch by any means, but it was enough to propel her forward and into the next step of grieving the loss of her beloved radio station job. here and there she’d taken a few photography jobs, naomi was still in talks of moving in, planning noa’s birthday party was in full swing, working on mamma mia took up a fair bit of her time, and by throwing a change in hairstyle on top of keeping herself insanely busy finn was starting to feel a little bit like herself again. other than a not-so-subtle instagram post, finn hadn’t gone out and about with her recent dye job. so it wasn’t entirely surprising she found herself stopped in the lima bean parking lot talking to one of lima’s many residents she knew well, “you like it?” she repeated, a hint of disbelief in her voice. “no, no, i don’t think it looks bad it’s just. . .” always like finn to second guess herself. “it’s not too much is it?”
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TRACE WAS STOKED WITH HOW WELL HIS BIRTHDAY WAS GOING. roughing it in the woods entirely wasted and high out of his mind was better than any black tie gala his dad could’ve thrown. he had gotten a few novelty gifts from his friends which made him crack a smile and overall he was really enjoying himself. the attention he was getting wasn’t unwelcome, but tracy started drinking at about one in the afternoon when he arrived at the site, so his social skills had long flown out the window. there was no way he was spending this day sober. the drunker he was, the less he had to think about how lame and disappointed he felt about his life as now twenty-one year old drop out. snatching a beer bottle from one of the coolers, he leaned against a tree and watched the party before him. a fire, an assortment of lights hanging from trees, music blaring, and everyone in sight having a good time. satisfied, he took a drink from his bottle only to jump and nearly spit out his beer as a figure appeared next to him, “yo what the fuck?” his words slurred, “where’d you come from?” 
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