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You continue to amaze me!! This is bestie right here!

Kildare Elementary Introduction

AN: Soooooooo, I have gotten carried away once again with another SMAU and I completely blame my love of HB:L by @zyafics and Abbott Elementary..... Here we are again with a new SMAU that will be starting once my other three have completed (if I post before that someone smack me)....

Pairing: Rafe Cameron x Reader/Past!JJ Maybank x Reader

Synopsis: 7 years ago, you and your best friend got drunk at a party and you ended up having a baby. You guys gave your relationship a shot, but he has always been in love with someone else. So, you guys remained friends after your daughter was born and you moved to the next town over. Now, there's an opening at the school all of your friends work at, and you are itching to take it. Perfect, right? Well, it would be if your classroom didn't somehow get moved next to your childhood crush and you can't tell if he is flirting with you or just really bad with technology.

DEVOURED. My fav series🙏🏻

Kildare University- Senior Year: 5 (JJ)

Endings Announcement

Synopsis: A Social Media AU in which you find yourself at Kildare University along with your friends. Starting over at a new school shouldn't be difficult. Well, except for the fact that your ex-boyfriend is the quarterback, and you are the drum major. Add in a little bit of drama, a lot of friendship, an ex who can't seem to let you go, and a best friend who has been in love with you since you were kids and well? Welcome to KU!

Pairings: Past!Rafe x Reader, JJ x Reader, Rafe x Reader

Masterlist

Taglist:

@akobx @onelonelybitch @the-universe-and-karma @beeskisses @frankoceanluvr11 @ivy-34 @rafecameronsloverrrrr @k-k0129 @asyouwish-fromcabin3 @xoxo-ada @aariahnaa @strawberryforks @urbrunettebombshell @whatisoutside @spenceatiny18 @animalistic0 @modern-mermaid @littlefreak-liz @marleymarleymarelymarley @callsign-mirage

i just wish it was easier. like. in general

he’s a fictional character to you, i know him personally

I fear I’m going to devour these mhmm

All I Want for Christmas: (RC SMAU) Profiles

Summary: Fresh off of a bad break-up and newly single for the first time ever, Y/N's friends whisk her away for a holiday vacation to try to bring her spirits up. Her best friend's brother, an up-and-coming influencer, decides to tag along to get some holiday content. Add in some meddling friends, a disastrous ski trip, crazy fans, and you've found yourself a romantic comedy so sweet it'll rot your teeth!

Social Media AU

Pairing: Rafe Cameron x Reader

Taglist:

@onelonelybitch @stoned-writer @charli123456789

Oh Pope you are the best friend a girl could have

'Tis the damn season (JJ SMAU): Part 4

Summary: Y/N is coming home for the holidays for the first time since she and JJ Maybank broke up. She's determined for everything to go back to the way it was, but how easy will that be when your ex-boyfriend is in your tight-knit friend group, and he's got his eyes set on getting you back? Is it the season for forgiveness or a season for moving on?

Social Media AU

Relationship: Ex!JJ Maybank x Reader

AN: This Reddit Blog took me LEGIT 8.5 hours to make, so if it isn't SUPER accurate I do apologize, but I did my best 😂

Masterlist Profiles

Taglist:

@onelonelybitch @k-k0129 @freyawhitexxx1 @justdamnpeachy @rafecameronsloverrrrr @snowtargaryen @whatisoutside @elltheawkward @wdwbts101 @purplerose291 @cassiewritessalot @lilahrosee @yoongling @poppet05 @ayy1234567 @emmasclaws @callsign-mirage

Cleo/Pope Besties strike again❤️ JJ MAYBANK WHEN I CATCH YOU

'Tis the damn season (JJ SMAU): Part 3

Summary: Y/N is coming home for the holidays for the first time since she and JJ Maybank broke up. She's determined for everything to go back to the way it was, but how easy will that be when your ex-boyfriend is in your tight-knit friend group, and he's got his eyes set on getting you back? Is it the season for forgiveness or a season for moving on?

Social Media AU

Relationship: Ex!JJ Maybank x Reader

AN: This Reddit Blog took me LEGIT 8.5 hours to make, so if it isn't SUPER accurate I do apologize, but I did my best 😂 Welcome to the break up timeline💙

Masterlist Profiles

Taglist:

@onelonelybitch @k-k0129 @freyawhitexxx1 @justdamnpeachy @rafecameronsloverrrrr @snowtargaryen @whatisoutside @elltheawkward @wdwbts101 @purplerose291 @cassiewritessalot @lilahrosee @yoongling @poppet05 @ayy1234567 @emmasclaws

Counting down to each part but always getting sad because it’ll end😭

Kildare University Masterlist

Welcome to Kildare University, we are pleased to have you here! We hope you thrive here! Oh, and don't forget to come out and support the football team!

Or, a social media au of Outer Banks following you from freshman year up to graduation.

This is my first attempt at posting, so please be kind!

I felt inspired to create this fic after reading HB:L/O by @zyafics and Kildare Split by @ghostofwriting!

Read all the SMAU's that inspire me every day here!

Instagram Profiles

Twitter Profiles

Freshman Year:

One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight, Nine, Ten

Flashback One

Sophomore Year:

One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight, Nine, Ten, Eleven

Bonus: Cooking with Cleo

Flashback Two

Junior Year:

One, Two

JJ Endgame: Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight, Nine, Ten, Eleven

Rafe Endgame: Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight, Nine, Ten, Eleven

Bonus:

Draft Day (JJ), Draft Day (Rafe)

Flashback Three

Senior Year:

JJ Endgame:

One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight, Nine, Ten

Rafe Endgame:

One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight, Nine, Ten

Flashback Four

The emotion. The connection. The feeling. So so good❤️❤️

# DREW STARKEY — ACTORS ON ACTORS !

MASTERLIST !

001. SUMMARY !

✯ drew and you participate in variety’s “actors on actors” series.

002. WARNINGS !

✯ cursing, talking about nude scenes, probably inaccurate acting experiences.

003. NOTE !

✯ sorry to all the actors i stole roles from😭 also zendaya is used as a face claim for the social media but the writing is inclusive and has no descriptors of physical appearance… or at least i hope so.

word count : 5,4k (chat i got carried away)

The cozy studio was bathed in warm light, designed almost as if to feel like a welcoming living room. Two plush chairs faced each other, separated by a low coffee table adorned with a few carefully placed books and a small vase of fresh flowers. Everything about the space was crafted to exude intimacy and warmth, inviting open conversation.

Drew Starkey entered the room first, his usual calm confidence mingled with a tinge of nervous energy. He smoothed his shirt absentmindedly and scanned the setup, trying to ground himself in the moment. He was used to being in front of cameras, but this felt different. This wasn’t just about promoting a project or answering rapid-fire questions on a press junket. This was you.

“Hello,” Drew started, a smile gracing his features as he took in the fact that he was sitting right in front of his number one celebrity crush. His hand hovered awkwardly in a small wave, as if he couldn’t believe this was real.

“Hi,” you said back, a giggle falling past your lips when you noticed his sheepish look. “Nice to meet you.”

“Nice to meet you too,” he said, his voice just a little higher than usual. Drew cleared his throat, laughing at himself, which made you laugh too. “Sorry, I’m… a little nervous.”

“Oh, don’t be,” you reassured him with a warm smile. “I promise, I don’t bite.”

“Good to know.” He chuckled, his shoulders relaxing slightly. “How are you doing?”

“I’m great, thank you. What about you?”

“Pretty good, can’t complain.” A laugh bubbled out of him, and subsequently, you. The way he rubbed the back of his neck made you think he was still pinching himself that this was happening.

The cameras rolled, capturing the easy charm and immediate chemistry between the two of you. 

Drew’s grin widened as he began. “First of all, let me just say—I’m completely starstruck right now. I mean, the way you completely own every role you take on... it’s incredible.”

Your eyes widened in surprise, a bashful laugh escaping as you waved off the compliment. “Oh, stop it. You’re making me blush!”

“I’m serious,” he pressed, leaning forward slightly. “You’re like… the blueprint. If I ever get even halfway to where you are, I’ll consider myself lucky.”

“Well, now you’re just flattering me,” you said, your voice teasing but your cheeks undeniably warm. “But thank you, that’s so sweet. And honestly, you’re being way too hard on yourself. You’re incredible in Queer. You’ve got this natural charm that just lights up the screen.”

“Natural charm, huh?” He smirked, pretending to preen, which made you laugh again. “I’ll take that.”

“Good,” you replied, smiling. “You should, because it’s true.”

Drew’s gaze softened, the teasing giving way to something more earnest. “That means a lot, really. Especially coming from you. You’re like… Hollywood royalty to many.”

You tilted your head, a playful smirk tugging at your lips. “To many, huh? And are you part of this many?”

Drew’s eyes widened, and he laughed, a little caught off guard. “Oh, absolutely. I’ve got a lifetime membership to the fan club.”

“Good to know,” you teased, crossing your legs and leaning back in your chair with an air of mock superiority. “I’ll have to start charging you membership fees.”

“Totally worth it,” he shot back, his grin widening.

“Well, thank you,” you said with a soft laugh, “So, we’ve both got some things in common, which I think is pretty cool.”

“Like working with Daniel Craig?” he asked.

“Yes! Honestly, I still reminisce about our time on set… he’s genuinely incredible, isn’t he?”

“He is, yeah. I found myself just admiring him and sort of forgetting I had to act too. He’s just… he’s on another level, for sure.”

“Daniel’s a master of his craft… Most of my scenes as Paloma in No Time To Die were with him, and at first I was so nervous because, like, what if I messed up in front of the Daniel Craig?” Drew let out a laugh at your words, and you couldn’t help but laugh too. “But when he noticed I was nervous he reassured me that it was all good. He’s just the best.”

“You’ve worked with so many high-profile actors.” You nod slightly at his words, as if it were the most common thing in the world. “Are you always nervous when meeting them, or was it just a Daniel thing?”

“It wasn’t just Daniel, no, but I think it depends. For example, when I did Oppenheimer with Cillian Murphy, for some reason I felt more relaxed… even though I had some nude scenes with him.”

“Nude scenes just make you connect, don’t they?” he joked, leaning back with a sly grin.

“They do, actually,” you replied, leaning into the banter. “You’d think they’d be worse, but honestly, with the amount of seriousness and concentration they take, it’s like you don’t have time to be nervous.”

“You clearly pulled it off flawlessly,” Drew said with mock solemnity. 

“You did too in Queer.” You compliment him, “I watched it a few days ago, and the chemistry you had with Daniel was just off the charts.”

Drew’s face lit up, a mix of pride and bashfulness crossing his features. “Daniel’s an amazing scene partner. He really made it easy for me to tap into everything.”

“Well, it shows,” you said. “It was such a raw and beautiful performance. I might’ve shed a tear or two.”

“Okay, now you’re just trying to make me blush,” Drew teased, pointing at you with a playful squint. “But seriously, that means a lot coming from you.”

“Hey, give credit where it’s due,” you shot back with a grin. “You’ve got this way of making everything feel so real. Like when you’re in pain, we’re in pain. When you’re in love, we’re falling right alongside you.”

“Wow,” he said, shaking his head as if to clear it. “I don’t know what to do with all these compliments. This is the best therapy session I’ve ever had.”

You laughed, crossing your legs and leaning forward slightly. “Well, I’m glad I could help. But now I’m curious—how did you prepare for a role like that? I mean, it’s so emotionally intense, no?.”

“It was a lot of journaling, a lot of talking with Luca about backstory and motivations,” Drew explained, his tone more thoughtful. “And honestly, I kind of drew from real-life experiences. Not the exact ones, obviously, but just feelings of vulnerability and… wanting to be understood.”

“That’s beautiful,” you said softly, your smile turning tender. “It’s amazing how much of ourselves we pour into these characters.”

“Exactly,” Drew agreed. “And sometimes it’s terrifying, but when it resonates with people, it feels worth it.”

“It definitely resonated with me,” you assured him. “And I’m sure with countless others too.”

“That’s really nice to hear,” he said with a soft smile.

“How was it for you to work with Luca? Because I remember it being one of the highlights of my career.”

Drew’s eyes lit up at the mention of Luca Guadagnino, and he leaned forward slightly, as if the memory itself was a magnet pulling him closer. “Oh, working with Luca was… incredible,” he said, his voice laced with awe. “He’s got this way of creating such a safe, open space on set. It’s almost like he’s not just directing—he’s inviting you into this world he’s building in his head.”

You nodded eagerly, your own memories of working with Luca bringing a nostalgic smile to your face. “I know exactly what you mean. He makes it feel like you’re collaborating on this deeply personal piece of art, rather than just executing someone else’s vision.”

“Exactly!” Drew said, gesturing animatedly. “And he has this way of pulling things out of you that you didn’t even know you had. Like, he’ll ask you one simple question, and suddenly you’re diving into this emotional rabbit hole.”

You laughed, tilting your head in agreement. “He asked me once, ‘What would this character, Maren in my case, dream about?’ and it completely changed how I approached the next scene.”

Drew’s mouth dropped open in mock surprise. “He asked me the exact same question!”

“No way!” you exclaimed, your laughter spilling out in disbelief. “I love that! It’s honestly such a deceptively simple question, but it opens up so many layers.”

“It really does,” Drew said, chuckling. “And then you’re sitting there like, ‘Okay, now I have to rethink everything I thought I knew about this character.’”

“It’s kind of genius, though,” you added. “He makes you work harder, but not in a way that feels forced. It’s like… he trusts you to figure it out, but he gives you these breadcrumbs to follow.”

“Exactly,” Drew said again, his tone growing softer. “I think that’s why his films feel so intimate, he gets the human part so right.”

You smiled, letting his words settle in the air for a moment. “I think that’s what makes working with him feel like such a privilege. It’s not just about telling a story—it’s about feeling it.”

Drew nodded, his gaze thoughtful. “And those are the moments that stick with you, you know? The ones where you felt something real, even if it was just for a moment.”

“Completely,” you agreed, your voice soft with sincerity. “Those moments are why we do this.”

For a moment, the two of you sat in companionable silence, the weight of the conversation settling in the cozy studio. Then, Drew broke the quiet with a grin. “Okay, but did Luca make you do those impromptu rehearsals at, like, the crack of dawn?”

“Oh my God, yes!” you burst out, your eyes widening. “I’d just roll out of bed with zero coffee and somehow be expected to pour my soul into a scene.”

Drew laughed, his face lighting up. “Right? It’s like, ‘Good morning, here’s your emotional breakdown for the day.’”

You laughed along with him, the shared experience adding another thread to the easy camaraderie forming between you. “But honestly, I’d do it all over again in a heartbeat.”

“Same,” Drew said, his expression softening again. “For Luca? Anytime.”

“Absolutely,” you agreed, your eyes locking with his for a moment before the warmth of the studio light reminded you both that the cameras were still rolling.

Drew shifted in his seat slightly, his expression thoughtful. “You know, it’s kind of wild—hearing you talk about all these incredible experiences. You’ve been doing this for so long, and yet it’s like you’re just getting started.”

You tilted your head with a small smile. “That’s sweet of you to say. But yeah, I guess I have been in this industry for most of my life. It’s all I’ve ever really known.”

Drew’s eyebrows lifted. “That’s crazy to think about. I didn’t even consider acting until after college. You must’ve been, what, ten? Eleven?”

“Eight, actually,” you corrected with a chuckle. “My first role was in this little indie film. I was basically just the kid who ran around in the background eating ice cream, but I thought it was the coolest thing ever.”

He laughed, clearly amused. “That’s adorable. And now you’re the Hollywood It Girl. No big deal.”

You rolled your eyes playfully, your laughter light. “Oh, stop it. But yeah, it’s been a journey. Growing up on sets definitely shaped me, for better or worse. Sometimes I wonder what it would’ve been like to have a more ‘normal’ childhood.”

Drew’s smile softened. “That must’ve been such a whirlwind. I can’t even imagine starting that young. I didn’t even think about acting seriously until high school.”

“Oh, I’ve read about that!” You said, your voice lighting up. “You were all about sports growing up, right?”

“Yeah,” Drew admitted with a chuckle. “I was your typical small-town kid—baseball, basketball, you name it. I was convinced I was going to go pro in something, but clearly, that didn’t pan out.”

“Well, I think acting suits you pretty well.” 

“Thank you,” he says with a soft laugh, rubbing the back of his neck. “But yeah, the real shift happened in high school when I joined a drama class. It was all Samuel Beckett and absurdist plays, which at the time I thought was the coolest thing ever.”

You leaned forward, intrigued. “So that’s what pulled you in? Drama class?”

“Pretty much,” he said with a nod. “And then I went to Western Carolina for college. I double-majored in English and theater, thinking, ‘If this acting thing doesn’t work out, I’ll at least have a backup plan.’”

“That’s so realistic of you,” you said with a laugh. “Meanwhile, I was ten, telling anyone who’d listen that I was going to win an Oscar one day.”

“And look at you now,” Drew said, gesturing to you with an almost reverent smile. “You made it happen.”

You chuckled, a bit flustered by his admiration. “Well, not quite, just an Oscar nominee for now. But thank you. You know, I think your journey’s pretty incredible too. A double major? That’s no joke. And starting later in the game like you did… it must have felt like a slow burn, but it’s clearly paid off.”

“Yeah, I guess,” Drew said thoughtfully. “It was definitely a slower burn for me. I didn’t land my first real gig until I’d been auditioning for what felt like forever.”

“I think that makes your journey even more special,” you said, your tone sincere. “You came into it with all this life experience and maturity. It shows in your work, you know? There’s this depth to your performances that’s just… rare.”

Drew’s ears turned a little pink, and he laughed softly, glancing down at his hands. “Wow, you’re gonna make me blush over here.”

“Good,” you said with a teasing smile. “It’s only fair after all the compliments you’ve been throwing my way.”

He looked up, his grin sheepish but warm. “Touché. But seriously, hearing that from someone like you—someone who’s been at this for so long and is so insanely talented—it means a lot.”

“Well,” you replied with a playful tilt of your head, “I think it’s safe to say we’re officially mutual fans.”

Drew laughed at that, the sound easy and genuine. “I can live with that.”

The conversation shifted into more comfortable territory as the two of you shared experiences, trading stories about acting and the film industry. Drew, now feeling at ease, leaned forward with renewed interest.

“You know,” he began, a thoughtful expression crossing his face, “I've been thinking about how different TV shows and movies are, especially when it comes to the pacing and character development. Like, in a show, we have to maintain this ongoing energy for the characters over multiple seasons. But with movies, it’s a totally different vibe, right?”

You nodded, understanding immediately where he was going. “It’s definitely a huge shift. With TV, you’re given time to build on a character slowly. Every episode is another chapter, so you can explore new facets of them and keep the audience hooked for longer periods of time. But movies, they’re this intense sprint. You have to get everything across in just two hours or so, but in a way that feels just as layered and satisfying.”

Drew's eyes lit up with excitement, clearly passionate about the topic. "Exactly! You have to balance the action and suspense while still giving the characters these moments of vulnerability. Over multiple seasons, you can really let them grow and change. It's like a slow burn. But when you're doing a movie, you don’t have the luxury of that buildup. It has to be this concentrated emotional punch right from the start.”

“That’s one of the biggest challenges of film, for sure," you agreed. "In a film, every second counts. You can’t afford to waste a moment. But I think what’s also interesting is how both mediums can explore a character’s journey from different angles. TV shows can dive into their backstory in more detail, but movies... they really need to hit those emotional beats and leave an impact without dragging it out."

Drew smiled, clearly engaged in the discussion. “In TV shows you need that perfect balance of suspense, character development, and personal growth. And then, at the end of the season, you drop a huge bombshell that leaves people wanting more.”

You laughed, raising an eyebrow playfully. “Sounds like you’ve been doing some serious thinking about it. What’s the secret to keeping the audience hooked without losing the depth of your character?”

He leaned back, his expression thoughtful. “Well, I think it’s about letting the characters evolve with the story. You need to make sure the audience sees the human side of your character, even when they're in these crazy situations. It’s what keeps people invested in the long run.”

“You’ve really got the process figured out,” you said with a smile. “But you’re right—it’s a different rhythm for TV. With a movie, you get to go deep quickly, but with a show, you have to keep it dynamic and varied. And let’s not forget, you need that cliffhanger at the end to make people binge-watch the next season.”

Drew’s eyes twinkled with mischief. “You’re giving away all the secrets! Next thing you know, people will be expecting a cliffhanger every time they watch a movie."

“Well, movies and TV are both art, but they demand different approaches,” you said, “and you’re doing an amazing job balancing both. I’m honestly so excited to see where your career goes next. Both worlds are lucky to have you.”

He chuckled softly, clearly humbled. “Thanks. I think I’m just lucky to be a part of both. I mean, who wouldn’t want to be in a show that gets people talking for days?”

“Right? You’ve got Outer Banks, which has such a dedicated fanbase, and then movies like Queer that touch people in such a different way. It’s amazing to watch your versatility.”

He leaned in slightly, a playful glint in his eyes. “I’m just trying to keep up with you. Honestly, your transition from action to more emotional roles is inspiring. I hope I can pull off something even close to what you’ve done with your career.”

Your smile softened, your voice sincere. “Well, you’re already doing it, Drew. You’re already there. It’s not just about the roles—it’s about the heart you put into them. And you’ve definitely got that.”

Drew’s smile faltered for a moment, the weight of your words sinking in. His gaze softened, as if he were truly reflecting on what you’d said. He leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms but keeping his eyes on you, his expression thoughtful.

“It's crazy, isn't it?” He began, his voice a little quieter now, “The idea of giving so much of yourself to something that feels so... intimate. But when it works, when the audience feels it too, there's nothing like it.”

“Exactly,” you agreed, your voice a little quieter now. “That's the real magic, when the audience feels like they know the characters, like they're right there with them. It’s not about the plot twists or the fancy sets—it’s about the emotions that we build and share with them.”

Drew nodded thoughtfully, his gaze drifting away for a moment before returning to you. “Speaking of emotions, I just saw your new movie, We Live In Time,” he said, his voice taking on a softer tone. “It’s one of those films that stays with you, you know? It’s raw in a way that makes you uncomfortable, but it’s also beautiful. How did you tap into that for Almut?”

Your expression softened as you thought back on the experience. We Live In Time had been a journey—a raw, almost therapeutic one. “It was an emotional rollercoaster, honestly,” you said, leaning back slightly, letting the memory settle in. “I think the hardest part was showing that moment where her whole world shifts. It was such a raw, profound type of emotion I had to channel in order to do justice to the character and her experiences.”

Drew sat back, letting the weight of the conversation settle. “I think that's what makes your career so incredible. You never just play a character. You become them. And you take us with you. Every heartbreak, every triumph, every moment of doubt... we feel it all with you. That's what makes your work so powerful.”

You met his gaze, feeling the depth of the conversation linger between you both. “It’s all about connection, right? Connecting with the character, with the audience, and with the emotions that we all share as humans. Because at the end of the day, we’re all just trying to make sense of time, love, and the moments we get.”

Drew smiled, his expression genuine and soft. “Well, you’ve definitely made sense of it for me. We Live In Time—it’s not just a movie. It’s a reminder to cherish what we have. And that, in itself, is something special.”

You smiled back, your heart full as you let the words sink in. “Thank you, Drew. That’s really sweet of you.”

You both shared a comfortable silence for a moment, before Drew broke it with a playful grin. “You know, it’s clear you’ve mastered the art of vulnerability on screen, but I can’t help but wonder—did you ever have moments on set where it was just... impossible to take things seriously?”

You laughed, the sound light and genuine. “Oh, absolutely. In fact, as a kid, it was all impossible to be serious,” you admitted, shaking your head at the memory. “I remember this one time during a scene on set when I was probably around 9 or 10. We were supposed to be doing this emotional scene, and I had to cry on cue. But instead of crying, I couldn’t stop giggling. It was a dramatic moment, and my co-star was all serious and trying to get through the scene, but I just... lost it.”

Drew raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued. “Giggling during a dramatic scene? What happened?”

“Well, my director, bless her heart, kept trying to give me these 'serious actor' looks. She was this no-nonsense kind of woman, and she had this way of narrowing her eyes when things weren’t going well. I tried my best to hold it together, but then my co-star—who was way too good at being serious—looked at me and just gave this super intense stare, and that was it. I burst out laughing right in the middle of the take.”

Drew chuckled, shaking his head. “I can just picture that. You were probably trying to hold it together, but it must have been so hard with all that tension in the air.”

“I swear, the more I tried not to laugh, the harder it became,” you continued, grinning at the memory. “It was one of those moments where you’re like, 'Why am I even here? I can’t do this.' But somehow, I got through it. The director had to take a deep breath, and we did a few more takes. Eventually, we got it done, but I think we all were on the verge of cracking up the whole time.”

Drew let out a laugh, clearly imagining the scene. “I can’t blame you. I feel like as a kid, you have no filter. Everything feels like a joke, and it’s so hard to be serious when everyone else is trying so hard.”

“You have no idea,” you said, your voice still light. “There were so many times I’d be doing a serious scene, and I’d start thinking about something random, like a certain meme or a funny sound someone made on set—and then, bam, it was game over. I’d be holding in a laugh like my life depended on it.”

Drew smirked, leaning in a little. “I totally feel that. I mean, as an adult, I still have moments where I struggle to keep a straight face. I once had a scene where I was supposed to be super intense, but the prop guy was standing just out of frame, and he made this ridiculous face at me—completely threw me off. I couldn’t stop laughing, and it ended up taking hours to finish the scene because we kept cracking up. Honestly, I think the crew started to get annoyed with us after a while.”

“See?” you said with a grin. “It never really changes. Truthfully, the older you get, the harder it becomes to hold it in. But then you look at the footage and realize how much fun you actually had, and that makes it all worth it.”

Drew nodded thoughtfully, a playful twinkle in his eyes. “Yeah, that’s the thing. Sometimes it’s the moments you didn’t plan for that end up being the most memorable. Like when you have a laugh on set, and suddenly you feel closer to everyone, even though you’re supposed to be in character.”

“Exactly,” you said, your smile widening. “There’s something so beautiful about those unscripted moments. It reminds you that acting is, at its core, about connecting—whether that’s through laughter or the heavy stuff. And even though I had my fair share of giggling fits as a kid, I think those moments taught me just as much as the serious ones. Maybe more.”

Drew leaned back in his chair, a thoughtful look crossing his face. “It's funny how those little moments—like a laugh in the middle of a serious scene—can end up being the ones you remember the most. I think those are the ones that make the work feel real, you know?”

You smiled, your gaze distant as you reflected on the years of working on sets. “I know exactly what you mean.”

“Yeah, like those unscripted moments,” Drew added, his voice quieter now, as if the weight of the sentiment lingered in the air. “They give the performance an authenticity that you can’t get from just following the script to a tee.”

You nodded, the words hanging between you like a shared understanding. “Exactly. And as a kid, I was so focused on getting it ‘right’—on being perfect—that I missed the beauty of just being in the moment. But as I’ve gotten older, I’ve realized how important it is to let go of the idea of perfection. It's in those mistakes, the wrong takes, the bloopers—that's where you find the truth.”

Drew's expression softened, his eyes meeting yours with a sincerity that made your chest tighten. “I think it’s key not to be afraid to show the mess, the imperfect parts of a character, because that’s what makes them human.”

A small chuckle escaped you, the warmth of the moment filling the studio. “Right? We’re all just a little bit of a mess, trying to figure it out, but that’s what makes the journey worth it. We’re constantly learning, constantly evolving, and we bring that to our work. The growth, the mistakes—it all shapes us.”

Drew nodded, his gaze shifting as if reflecting on those same ideas. “Yeah, and the growth never stops, does it? Just when you think you’ve figured it out, something new happens, and it challenges you again.”

“That's the beauty of it,” you said, your voice quieter now, the bond between you both deepening. “The challenge is what keeps it exciting, keeps you moving forward.”

Drew grinned, a playful spark lighting his eyes once more. “Well, I guess we’re both lifelong students of this thing called acting, huh?”

“Absolutely,” you said with a laugh, the lightness returning. “And just like any good student, we’ll always be learning. Who knows, maybe we'll even get better at not laughing in the middle of dramatic scenes.”

Drew let out a hearty laugh, nodding enthusiastically. “I think that’s going to take years of practice, honestly.”

You both shared a moment of genuine laughter, the warmth of your conversation filling the space around you. You leaned back into the chairs, the laughter still lingering in the air, a sense of camaraderie that made the space between you feel comfortable and open. You continued sharing stories, moving seamlessly from one experience to the next.

The conversation began to slow, the easy flow of stories fading into a comfortable silence, as you both shared an unspoken understanding. The light laughter that had filled the room now felt like a warm, lingering hum between you.

Drew shifted slightly in his chair, his gaze turning toward you with a subtle, thoughtful expression. “You know,” he began, his voice softer now, “I really hope we get to work together sometime. I think it’d be incredible. It’s the kind of thing where I can already imagine what it’d be like. Just... easy, real. Like this.”

Your heart skipped a beat at his words, but you kept your composure, offering a smile that spoke volumes. “I’d love that. If you receive a call from your manager these days… maybe I had something to do with it, so be prepared.”

The air between you both was charged, the quiet intensity of the moment not lost on either of you. There was something unspoken, something deeper that neither of you addressed outright but that seemed to hang there all the same. The connection was undeniable, yet it lingered in the silence, unspoken, but clear.

Drew finally broke the spell with a playful grin, his eyes flicking back to yours. “Oh, I’ll be ready. Can’t wait to see what magic we create together.”

You returned his smile, your heart racing ever so slightly, though you kept it hidden behind the ease of your words. “I’m sure it’ll be something incredible.”

As the interview wrapped up, there was a lingering sense of something unspoken between you both, an attraction that neither of you had to mention but was so clearly felt. The kind of connection that could only be hinted at, but would never truly fade. It was the kind of moment that would stay with both of you long after the cameras stopped rolling.

“Thank you,” you said softly as the final moments of the interview started to loom, your voice carrying a depth that reflected everything unsaid between you. “This has been amazing. Honestly, it feels like we’ve been talking for hours, and yet it still doesn’t feel like enough.”

He nodded, his expression soft but genuine. “I feel the same way. This has been one of the most honest and open conversations I’ve had in a long time.”

The crew began to pack up, signaling that the interview was at its end, but neither of you seemed in any hurry to break the moment. The usual chatter and movement around you felt distant, as if the two of you were in your own world for just a little longer.

“You know,” Drew said, his voice quieter now, a hint of sincerity threading through, “I think we make a pretty good team even just sitting here talking. Imagine what we could do with a whole script.”

Your smile softened, and you nodded, the words feeling right, but the undertone of something more—something unsaid—hung in the air. “Yeah, I think we’d be unstoppable.”

The moment stretched between you both, filled with the kind of comfortable tension that comes when you realize you’ve shared something real. Something that felt like it could turn into something more.

You both stood up, a final, lingering moment before the usual goodbye. Drew extended a hand, his gaze holding yours a beat longer than necessary.

“Take care, okay?” he said, his voice warm, like the words carried more than just a polite farewell.

You shook his hand, the warmth of his touch lingering just a moment longer than expected. “You too, Drew,” you replied, your voice soft yet carrying an undercurrent of meaning that mirrored his own.

As you turned to gather your things, you couldn’t help but glance back over your shoulder. He was still standing there, watching you with that same thoughtful expression, his hands casually tucked into his pockets. The faintest smile curved his lips, as if he were replaying the conversation in his mind.

“See you around,” he called out, the words simple but loaded with promise.

“Yeah,” you said, meeting his gaze one last time. “See you around.”

Walking away, you felt a peculiar lightness, as though something intangible had shifted, leaving you both exhilarated and curious. It wasn’t every day you met someone who made you feel seen in such a profound way, and as you left the studio, you found yourself smiling, a quiet hope blooming in your chest.

And for a fleeting second, you allowed yourself to wonder what could come next.

Don’t mind me just trying to find a way to inject these in my veins 😂

kildare nights. six, pope if u can hear us. prev ! next.

gold at hand and no more treasures to hunt, the freshly graduated treasure hunters are left to deal with the simple life. as simple as a certain level of fame and millions of dollars in the obx can get you, at least.

an. sorry for being late on this!! i’ve been working on my other series as well!! maybe take a lil peek if u wanna lol. y’all to be so honest i was feeling kie in the beginning and then rafe but now im kinda on jjs side 😭😭 im soooo indecisive and im def playing favorite rn sorry for the rafe girlies. anyways it warms my heart when y’all gimme ur cute little thoughts so please don’t hold back ill even settle for hate (jk kidding)

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This story NEVER fails to break me down with emotion. Both of their sides are awful but the reasoning is so painful. Truly a work of art❤️

HEARTBREAK: OFFLINE | 63

All | MASTERLIST (SMAU)

Pairing — Ex-BF!Rafe x Radio Host!Female Reader

Summary — You and Rafe were the perfect couple. But after a mysterious breakup, you went off the grid. When your best friends pulls you back into the spotlight to host a on-campus radio show, you find yourself opening up to the world about your experience. This time, with everyone listening—including Rafe. And him? He wants you back.

Content — college au, football player!rafe au, pregnancy (umbrella term for everything related including, but not limited to: abortions, miscarriages, etc.) and discussions of its grief.

Navigation — Part 62 | Part 63 | Part 64

Song — off the table by Ariana Grande, The Weeknd

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I need some ideas!!

Thinking about writing some Outsiders based off the musical👀👀

This is the CUTEST thing ever!!! I love it so much

Hi!! I was wondering if you would do a request for your Eras Festival?? For paper rings with Kie where it’s them in poguelandia and they make each other little rings and think back to all the memories they have had?

Paper Rings - Kiara Carrera x Fem!Reader

KIARA CARRERA MASTERLIST | ERAS FESTIVAL MASTERLIST

SHIPPING: Kiara Carrera x Fem!Reader (WLW) REQUESTET?: Yes (and yes they are open) SUMMARY: While sitting making little rings out of gras, you talked about the past on outer banks, laughing and reminiscing about your adventures together.

WORDCOUNT: 1.810 Words (short for my standards, surprisingly) PROMPTS: None WARNINGS: Underage drinking, smoking weed, swearwords, A/N: after the ending of The Eras Tour, and not being able to sleep at night I finally got to write my requests a bit. As always, English is not my first language so if there are Grammar mistakes, I am so sorry, but I hope you like it and it was somewhat, what you imagined a bit! -

The Sun hits just right while you and Kiara were sitting up on the cliff near the already prepared Fireplace, for the moment you are going to see Help. You have no idea how long it has been since you and your friends landed on this deserted Island, probably a few weeks, maybe a month or two, who knows. All that matters right now are you, your friends and your girlfriend and the survival on this Island in the middle of the Ocean. You were looking down to your other friends when you heard your girlfriend speak up.

“God, as much as I love it here, I would give everything right now to have a warm Shower.”, she said, a desperate look on her face while looking up from her making. “I know, you are probably not the only one here. Even though I feel like JJ enjoys it a bit too much living without basic stuff.”, you smirked at her, knowing the reaction of your friend when that topic was first brought up. “I know right? Just like the time when we had like no running water, because of a storm that had occurred prior.”, she remembered, looking at you in disbelief. “I know, it took literally weeks for the water to run again!”, you replied with an annoyed tone in your voice.

You two shared a laugh about the memory in your heads, the water completely stopping on the whole Outer Banks, probably was the worst. Well at least for you guys on the Cut, the Kooks had the water faster running again, than you could blink in a second.

“Hey, do you remember the night that we first met?”, you suddenly asked after a few moments of silence.

“Yeah, wasn’t that like in seventh grade?”, she looked back at you. “Yes! I believe it was a Keg Party at the Beach.”, you recalled. “Shit, yes! Wasn’t that like your first ever Keg Party?”, she laughed. “Oh God yes, yes it was. I’m so glad my Mom didn’t separate my head from my Body when I came home the next day.”, you remembered embarrassed.

“I know! ”, she started laughing. “Hey, that's not funny! I probably like weed, alcohol and what not! Fuck JJ and John B were as High as the Moon that night!”, you said laughing.

-

*Flashback 2016*

First things first, you were nervous as shit. You told your parents that you were sleeping over at a friend's house, which is true in some way at least, what they don’t know is that your friend had planned that you were going to the Keg happening at the beach. When you arrived you saw all of the People in your age group or higher at the beach, with a bunch of tourist teens having a great time. Your first impression of the drunk teens, the loud music blaring over Bluetooth speakers with the newest hits, all dancing and laughing was weird of some sort? Well, the smell of sweat, salt air, beer and a smell you couldn’t yet sort in made your stomach turn a bit– and your nerves didn’t help a single bit. You followed your friend through the crowd of teens until you stopped, before you were four teens, briefly introduced as JJ, John B, Kie and Pope who seemed just as nervous to be here as you. The first thing in a truly classic JJ way was him holding the Joint out to you and asking if you wanted a hit, which your friend declined in your name. A few moments later, you were sitting with the Pogues and chatted away, barely sipping on your beer. You and Pope bonding over the fact that your parents probably will kill you when you get home tomorrow, you saw your friend chatting with the other three and you don’t know when but at some point Kie came over to you annoyed over the fact how high JJ and John B are, best presented with JJ falling over laughing at something John B said.

That was the first time you and Kie met, starting to have conversations about the most random stuff, not knowing what the future will bring for you.

-

You were both laughing your asses off discussing that evening. “You know, that night I never would have thought what would happen in the future.”, she said smiling. “What exactly? Us coming together or being stranded in the Caribbean?”, you asked her. “Both somehow? I don’t know, but looking back it was probably clear as day for everyone else.”, she explained with a look on her face, which explained to you that she was deep in her thoughts. “Well, looking back at us coming together was pretty much an accident. But probably my favorite one yet.”, you smiled at her while taking her hand in yours.

Which was true, you and Kie getting together was an accident, a happy one to be fair. It was during the whole Gold from the Royal Merchant thing that happened, JJ said as usual something stupid and you were 10 minutes away from punching him in the nose; luckily for JJ, Kie was there to stop your actions. Later at the same evening, while chilling in the Cats Ass, aka the Hottub, you were talking to Kie when your Attention was taken from her for a few seconds and she accidentally let it slip that she is in love with you. That statement not only took you but also her and your friends who were also sitting in the same Hottub off guard, she tried to leave fastly and pretended like nothing happened, yet you reacted faster and got her to calm down and take a walk with you. Long Story Short, you had your first Kiss that evening.

“I still find it embarrassing how it just slipped out of me.”, she said, hiding her face in her hands. “I think it was quite cute.”, you slightly mocked her with a smirk. “Oh yeah, don’t think I let you forget the Kiss we shared, where you accidentally kissed my chin instead of my Lips.”, she said looking at you defensively. “To my defense, I had alcohol in my blood system and was tipsy.”, you grinned at her. “Yeah sure, keep telling you that, miss perfect.”, she laughed.

You weren’t Tipsy at all. You pretty sure sobered up when she let her love confession slip and were nervous as shit when she leaned into you for that kiss. Anyways, that was probably the best first Kiss you ever had, nothing in comparison with the other people you kissed.

“Hey, do you remember when we watched that one TrashTV show? The one where the girl wanted the most expensive ring possible for her wedding?”, you asked. “Oh yeah, I remember that. I still hate how materialistic she was, just because her fianceé had money.”, Kie replied. “Well, even though I like shiny things I would also marry you with paper- or gras rings.”, you said. Kie couldn’t do anything other than to smile at you and lean in for a Kiss you gladly accepted and reciprocated.

After you two separated you remember the day you told your parents that you were together, which you couldn’t keep from bringing up. “Hey, remember the day we told our parents when we were together.”, you looked at her curiously. “Yeah, like it was yesterday.”, she said. “Well I don't like that she’s a Pogue.”, you started mimicking her father. “But at least she can’t get you pregnant.”, you two finished and laughed at that. -

*flashback*

Well the day you decided to tell your parents was a hell of a ride. Even though you already knew, your parents don’t have a problem with you liking girls, it was a whole other story for Kie and her parents.

The drive to her house wasn’t that long, but that day especially it felt absolutely short. When you went in, you were already greeted with the face of her father who was all but pleased seeing someone from the Cut in his house. Her mother was the opposite, she knew your mom from school back in the day so she welcomed you with a warm smile. At least someone is somehow pleased with seeing you.

You sat her parents down in the living room, nerves finally striking you too now that you see them in front of you.“Mom, Dad, I have something to tell you.”, Kie startet off.“What is it?”, asked her mom calmly, while her father just had an unfazed look on his face.“I-”, she stopped to take a deep breath.“Mom, Dad, I’m Bi and Y/N is my girlfriend.”, she said.To be fair none of you two could really read the face or thoughts from her parents.“Well, that is something new..”, her mom started off.“And..?”, Kie asked.“No.”, her dad interrupted when her mom wanted to speak.“What No?”, Kie asked.“I’m not letting you date a Pogue, no matter the Sex.”, her dad continued.Short Story, that ended up into an argument, where you and Kie just left without a goodbye.

“Wanna talk about what happened when we were at your place?”, you asked when you arrived at you home.“No, I’m Okay.”, she said, letting herself fall onto your bed.“Stop telling me you’re Okay Kie, I know that you are not.”, you let yourself fall next to her.That night she slept over at your place, cuddling up in the bed.

The next day her parents called you both back to their place, where her father declared while he was not happy that you were a Pogue, at least she can’t get pregnant by you.

-

You came out of your Bubble when you heard Sarah call for you two to come down, because the sun was setting and coloring in the most beautiful pinks and oranges you have ever seen. Luckily you two had finished the rings and gifted them to each other, while making your way back down to the Other.

“Ah there they are, the two love birds.”, JJ called out. “Come shut up.”, you said grinning, while flipping him off. “You know JJ, I start to think sometimes that I actually hate you.”, Kie said while sitting down next to you for the Bonfire. “I am going to pretend that I didn’t hear that.”, he stated while getting the fish ready.

The rest of the evening was spent with stories and reminiscing about the time back on the Cut or Chleo telling you about the adventures she had lived.

And with the Pougelandia flag waving in the wind, your friends chatting away and your girlfriend in your arms living a somewhat life on a deserted Island, you felt like you could be like this forever.

Thinking about writing some Outsiders based off the musical👀👀

OBSESSED. GIGGLING AND KICKING MY FEET EVERY CHAPTER.

Kildare University- Junior Year: 1

Synopsis: A Social Media AU in which you find yourself at Kildare University along with your friends. Starting over at a new school shouldn't be difficult. Well, except for the fact that your ex-boyfriend is the quarterback, and you are the drum major. Add in a little bit of drama, a lot of friendship, an ex who can't seem to let you go, and a best friend who has been in love with you since you were kids and well? Welcome to KU!

Pairings: Past!Rafe x Reader, JJ x Reader, Rafe x Reader

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Reggie Peters x Reader

Julie and the Phantoms

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I sighed as I put my luggage down on my families driveway.

My body drifted towards the white shed, where my aunt used to sing and song write all the time.

I was startled as I heard the piano start to play.

I snuck over, leaving my luggage hidden so no one could steal it and peeked my head through the door.

Oh, it was just my favorite cousin Julie.

Wait.

It's my favorite cousin Julie.

I pulled the door open, making it rattle.

Julie stopped playing and looked up at me.

Her young face slacked into a shocked expression.

I grinned and ran towards her.

"Jules!! It's so good to see you."

She broke from our hug just to look up at me.

"I missed you so much."

She mumbled with teary eyes.

I pouted and wiped her tears away.

"Don't cry or I'll cry."

I said, my voice slightly shaking.

"Okay, okay, deep breath Yn."

I breathed in and out through my nose.

"You too, girly."

She did the same.

"I didn't know you were playing and singing again!"

I said, excited and beaming at her.

She grew shy and turned towards the corner of the room.

And... there are three guys in our shed. How did I not notice them.

They smiled at her and seemed to kind of ignore me, Julie not even mentioning them when she turned back to me.

"Um, Jules... why are there three men in our shed?"

I said, a little frightned.

They all whipped their heads at me, staring in shock.

"...what. Why are you staring at me like that? Jules, who are these guys?"

I said, stepping closer to my cousin and putting an arm around her shoulders.

Julie snapped out of her shock and turned to me.

"Um, well this is Luke, Reggie, and Alex."

Julie said, pointing to them as she went.

Reggie was the only one that caught my eye, he winked when he realized I was lingering on him.

My face went red and I looked away.

"Also known as Sunset Curve."

Luke said, a grin on his face.

"Tell your friends!"

Reggie added, smirking at me.

I licked my lips and turned towards Julie.

"How long were they standing there?"

I whispered, still freaked out.

"Not long at all, Yn."

Reggie answered, suddenly appearing from behind us.

"What the hell..."

I said under my breath, putting a hand over my racing heart.

"So, how come I haven't heard of these guys?"

"Because... their dead."

Julie said, playing with her braclets.

I gave her a 'WTF' smile.

"I meant from you... but that's not a funny joke."

Reggie stepped forwards and held out his hand.

"What..."

"Hold my hand."

My face turned a light pink as I looked up at his dark brown eyes.

I caustically put my hand down on Reggie's.

I gave him a 'really?' look when nothing happend.

He looked at Julie, Luke, and Alex.

"What the hell does that mean?"

"Play it off."

Luke loudly whispered.

Reggie turned and was now holding my hand properly.

"Sorry Yn. That was just an excuse to hold your hand."

I couldn't help but smile at his ridiculousness.

Is it controversial to say JATP deserved a season two more than Emily in Paris 🤭

Never getting over it idc.

dw I’m joking. (or am I?)

Outsiders x Dottie (OC!reader)

Bubblegum Incident

This is my first time writing for The Outsiders, so let me know if you would want anymore! I also would like to do this same idea for another fandom (maybe Harry Potter?).

Summary: A soc puts gum in Dottie's hair, which results in a haircut.

Dottie sat in her room feeling ashamed. She didn’t want to face the boys and have them see the result of how she couldn’t defend herself. Dottie was a beautiful girl. Her looks were just the beginning of the person she was. Her gentle nature made people question whether she was an actual greaser. Though she never participated in rumbles or scrapes that would happen, Dottie undoubtfully stood with the boys. She had gotten close with Ponyboy in school, having helped him catch up on schoolwork he missed and anything that he had trouble with. His brothers, especially Dally, viewed her as an angel for keeping their brother on track in school.

                This earned her the privilege of meeting the main group. and them adopting her as a sister. Even Ponyboy couldn’t help but to see her as a little sister, even though she was a couple months younger. As Dottie laid on her bed, she refused to go over and face them. Running her hand through her once long hair. As it once fell near her hips, the locks were below her jawline now. She squeezed her eyes shut not wanting the tears to fall as she remembered the terrible encounter. A group of socs had cornered her as she walked home two days ago, poking and joking to her how she was dirty and greasy. One had leaned over and remarked that her hair was probably drenched in grease that should be taken care of. He had pulled his gum from his mouth, stretching it out and wadding it into her hair. She had tried to fight him off, but she was useless against the grip of two others.  

                Her mother had gasped as she came home, hair wrecked and tears falling. The only solution was to cut it out, resulting in the short cut she sported now. The look wasn’t awful, it made her look more mature and rugged, but Dottie’s hair had always been long. She was scared the boys would make fun of her, saying something that boys don’t realize would hurt her feelings.

                The time she had been away had worried the boys. Ponyboy had tried to call her house multiple times only getting her mom telling him that Dottie wasn’t feeling well. The boys had thought about making a trip over, but Darry said it wouldn’t be a smart idea barging over. They decided to just wait until you were feeling better to see them again.

                After a couple days, and Dottie’s mother, she finally made the journey over. She took several deep breaths before knocking. Dottie knew she was allowed to just enter, but felt like she should knock after not being around her a bit. Standing there for a few seconds before the door swung open revealing Darry. His face lifting into a smile seeing the familiar girl before his eyes drifted towards her short hair. He didn’t bring it up as he brought her into a comforting hub.

                “Dottie, we’ve been missing you around here.” Darry’s soft voice alerted the others from the living room. They all got up from their lounging positions and went towards the door. Releasing Dottie, Darry led her in the house. She met with many arms wrapped around her. Her nerves slipped away momentarily. All the nerves leaving as she was surrounded by her friends. Ponyboy pulled away first catching a glimpse of her appearance.

                “I love what you’ve done with your hair!” He said making all the boys pull back to look. They all took turns sending compliments her way.

                “It looks real good, sweetheart.”- Sodapop

                “SO pretty.”- Steve

                “You look like one of ‘em rocker chicks”- Twobit

                “Looks really nice.” – Johny

                All the boys said something nice, before Dally came up and ruffled her hair, “What made you cut it? I thought you liked keepin it long?” Dottie bit her lip not wanting to tell. She didn’t keep anything from them, but she knew that if she said anything that they would be livid. The boys would do something stupid to get payback, and Dottie didn’t want that to happen. Her lack of words made the greasers suspicious.

                “What’s wrong dots?” Soda grabbed her hand trying to get her to look at him. She held eye contact as she opened her mouth. No words finding their way out just yet, only tears welling up in her eyes. Soda gently pulled her over to the couch as the others followed. Giving her a bit of space as the found a spot to sit around the room. After a minute of silence Dottie finally confessed and told them what happened. They all stood up and begin to talk over each other. Shouts of “they won’t get away with this!” and “Those dirty socs!” filling up the house. Dottie held her arms up and shook her head. As Dally quietly slipped from the house, Dottie caught their attention.              

                “No guys, I don’t want you all to cause anymore fuss. Yeah, what they did was wrong, but it’s not worth going out there and getting into more trouble.” The boys exchanged looks before sitting back down. Dottie let out a breath feeling a but calmer now that the boys weren’t about to barge out into the streets looking for a fight with ever soc they saw. The boys tried to sooth over the previous tension by talking to Dottie about how she looks just as great as before.               

                “Yeah, now we can actually see your face!” earning two bit a smack on the back of the head from Johny. They all started laughing falling back into their usual comfort now that Dittie was finally back.         

“Hey where’s Dally?”

currently missing julie and the phantoms

The Phantom Whisperer (JATP)

Chapter Three: You Can See Us

Summary: After seeing Julie perform with the boys. Maddie has a lot to think about.

Maddie knew that Julie was in something way better than she could have ever imagined. Maybe this could be the day. What if she could finally find a way to reconnect with Julie. Maddie knew she needed a lot of strength to bring herself in front of Julie after nearly a year of nothing between them. This brought to the position Maddie was in now.     

                In the hall near the gym, Maddie paced back and forth. After the performance, she blended in with the crowd to get out. Maddie was trying to wrap her head around the whole situation. How was she supposed to just walk up to Julie. What would she even say? “Oh, hey Julie! Sorry for disappearing, how did you end up with a ghost band?” No, there was no way to just come out and say that. Julie never even knew that Maddie could see spirits, and she wasn’t sure how to explain it all now. Closing her eyes and deciding to just hold off for the moment, Maddie shook her head. Nope, not today. So, she began to make her way back to class.

                Turning around the corner, Maddie came face to face with the three boys who were just on stage. Freezing in her place, Maddie held her breath. Their back was to her as they cheered together. Their excitement from playing moments ago showing through the way they jumped around. Luke, Alex, and Reggie too in their own World couldn’t see the girl standing a few feet away. Maddie got control of her feet again and started to back away slowly. Her shoes squeaked causing the boys to whip around. Three sets of eyes fell upon her mortified face.

                “You! You can see us!” Alex threw his finger up pointing at her. Maddie shook her head quickly as Luke and Reggie stepped closer. “I told you guys that she looked at us.” Alex quickly looked at the boys before turning back towards Maddie. They couldn’t believe that someone could finally see them outside of Julie, and a few moments ago when they were on stage.

                “No! I can’t,” Maddie screwed her eyes shut, knowing that responding confirmed it completely to the boys. They all scrambled trying to get closer as she threw her arms up stopping them. “I’m sorry, please just stay there.” Maddie let out a stressed sigh. She couldn’t so this right now. With all the Julie stuff, she wasn’t ready to jump into trying to figure out how to deal with three new ghosts who knew she could see them. Oh boy, she needed to talk to Willie.

                “How can you see us?” Luke jumped in first. He was still riding the high from earlier and couldn’t help but feel this day just kept getting better and better. So many questions flowing through his head that he couldn’t keep in. “How are you able to that? Do you see other ghosts? Did you see us perform? How is this possible.”

                See, this is why Maddie avoided letting other spirits know she could see them. All the questions and hope that they got always got trashed. She had no answers, and it always bad her feel worse. She knew nothing that could help them. So, it was better to steer clear.  Maddie looked at the boys seeing the exasperation in their eyes.                

                “I don’t know how I’m sorry.” Maddie looked down. The trio shared a look feeling confused. “Look I really need to get to class. I wish I knew more.” She quickly walked around them heading for class. Just as she was able to turn the corner, Julie walked into the hallway in front of the boys. They pushed it away for the moment to congratulate Julie. They would table the new information for now.

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                After school had finally ended Maddie hastily made her way to where she knew Willie hung out often. Looking around for the long-haired boy she couldn’t see him.

                “Woah! Look out Mads!” Willie road up beside her on his skateboard. His smile contagious as she smiled back. He took his helmet off and sat on the nearby bench. “How was school?”

                Maddie began to pace in front of him, “Willie, I saw these three boys and they know I can see them now! What am I supposed to do?? They’re friends with Julie, what am I going to do now. It was hard enough skating around her before, but of she finds out that I can see them then I’m going to be in trouble!” Maddie threw her arms up as she rambled on. Willie stood up putting a hand on her shoulder to stop her wild movements.       

                “Calm down!” He moved her to sit. “Okay first off, I might have actually met one of the boys I think.” His words causing Maddie to throw her head back. She let out a groan.    

                “What do you mean you might’ve met one of them?” This whole situation giving her a headache. People who walked by giving her a strange look not knowing she wasn’t talking to herself. Her bad day not letting her care as she gives them a glare that kept them walking. Today was just not her day.

                “Well, while you were in school, I ran into a guy, quite literally, and he might have mentioned that he played with Julie. Don’t worry! I played it cool. I haven’t met Julie so it’s not like I was completely lying to him.” Willie had heard you talk about the girl who used to be close to him, but never saw her himself. He just knew what you had confided in him about. Alex seemed like a cool person so he was sure that Maddie wouldn’t be too bad off having him see her. Willie hadn’t mentioned her at all during their conversation, but the stories lined up enough for him to know it was Alex and his friends Maddie saw.

                “Willie it’s just a lot all at once, I haven’t even been able to bring myself to face Julie. What if she’s mad at me, and now since I can see her bandmates, what if this causes a bigger problem?” Maddie looked at Willie. He could see the worry written on her face. He pulled her into a hug.

                “Hey, I’m sure that Julie would just be happy to have you back in her life.” He said as he rubbed her back. “Maybe, this could be the thing to bring you guys back together.” Willie tried to reason. Maddie knew that he could be right. She just needed to finally talk to Julie.

                “So…….you thought he was cute huh.” Maddie didn’t even have to see Willie’s face to know he was smiling. He laughed and shoved her shoulder away. “All I’m saying is that there’s worse ghosts to spend time with.” Her words were true, not too many of the ghosts around here were their age or had a cute smile like Alex.

                “I just met the guy, Mads! He’s still figuring it all out.” Willie knew that Maddie could read him like a book.

                “Yeah, and maybe, he could use a little help from a not so bad looking skater guy I know.” Maddie sent him a wink, feeling her mood already lifting. These boys could maybe be good for both of them. Willie shook his head standing back up.

                “You’re trouble.” He placed board down mounting it. Maddie waved him off and stood up as well. Grabbing her backpack from the ground, giving him a smile as she flung it over her shoulder.

                “I keep you feeling alive,” She gave him a funny look. As Maddie began to walk away, Willie shot her a look back, seeing the humor in her words. They said goodbye as Maddie felt a bit lighter having gotten a better outlook on the situation. All she knew was that many conversations needed to happen between her, Julie, and those boys.

Author's Note: This chapter is setting up a lot for the next one, so it'll be long one. Maybe we'll see some good moments of Maddie talking to Alex about a certain crush he has.

I never needed a season 2 so bad of a show the way I need season 2 of Julie and The Phantoms

If I Could Take It Back (Luke JATP)

Summary: What if 'Unsaid Emily' wasn't about his mother...

Author's Note: This is a bit of a long and sad one.

Warning: death of sibling

“Luke! You don’t have to leave!” the girl yelled, tears streaming down her face. Her heart pounding in her ears as she watched him throw things in his bag.

                “You don’t understand, Mom and Dad will never let me be in the band. You know I can’t live without music.” Luke turned around. His face showing the distress. He hated being the reason for her tears, but else was he supposed to do. He wasn’t giving up his dreams, no way. Not when they had all worked so hard and could almost taste their stardom. He finished packing and took a deep breath. “You know I wouldn’t be doing this if things were different. There’s no other way.”

                The younger girl shook her head, “No, you’re choosing the easy way out. You’re leaving and you don’t care about how I’ll be left behind.” Her voice heavy with betrayal. “You don’t know what you’re doing.”

                “You’re just like them! You don’t believe in the band! You don’t believe in me…” his voice trailed off in hurt. He knows that you supported him from the very start, but in the moment, he felt as though you turned on him.

                “That is bull! I have supported you from the jump, no matter what you did. I can’t believe you would even say that.” Luke stared at the bewildered look on her face. “You know what! Go, leave and don’t even think about how you’re leaving me behind. You obviously have better things to do.” The girl threw a shirt at him. Luke looked down and saw it was a Sunset Curve shirt. The one the whole band signed for her after she went to their first gig, screaming louder than anyone else.

                Luke grabbed his bag and guitar, slinging them on his back. He turned to the door and without looking back said the last thing she would ever hear from him, “I always thought you were my biggest fan.” His hurt was evident through his words even if she couldn’t see his face. Without knowing, they would never speak again.

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 “Who’s Emily?” Julie asked looking at Luke’s songwriting book. Reggie and Alex shared a glance while Luke’s eyes widened. 

                “That one wasn’t dog eared!” He tried to grab the book back, but Julie pulled it close to her. Her eyes scanned the lyrics quickly, seeing the emotional words written on paper. She felt bad reading it, feeling as though she was invading his space. She tried to play it off as a joke to lessen the feeling.        

                “Wow Luke, I didn’t know you were such a romantic.” A grin spreading across her face. Julie could see Luke swallow harshly, looking like he was about to break into a sweat. Alex jumped up.

                “That ones actually about-“ Luke smacking him cutting him off. Even though he had grown close to Julie, this isn’t something he was ready to share. This song wasn’t for everyone to hear, it was personal. One written over nights when he couldn’t stop his mind from wondering back to the night he left. There was so much guilt and hurt poured into it. All the words he wished she could have heard from him.

                Julie sensed the mood shift and tried to change the subject by turning the page to look at the next song. She knew this song was something close to Luke’s heart, but didn’t want to open that box yet. Maybe he would share it with her when he was ready.

                Though, within weeks of knowing him, he still never brought it up. Alex and Reggie had taken her to his parent’s house to see how Luke was being town apart from leaving behind his parents. Julie connected the dots to the song, and it all made sense to her. Emily was his mom.

                “Julie, it tore look apart to leave behind his parents.” Reggie told her, distraught over his face. They had all run away from their families while trying to pursue their dreams. Both the boys knew it was harder for Luke, he had left more behind.

                “So, Emily is his mom….” Julie spoke softly looking at the two boys. Reggie and Alex shared a look. One full of remorse and heartache. Neither wanting to speak but felt they should.

                “No,” Alex’s voice broke, “Emily is Luke’s sister.” Julie’s eyebrows furrowed.

                “His sister?” Luke hadn’t brought up his sister before, though to be far he had never mentioned his parents much either. Both boys nodding their heads.

                “It killed him to leave his parents, but what broke him was never seeing his sister again,” Reggie felt the weight in his chest, “Emily was always by his side, supported him in chasing his music, but when he wanted to leave to travel, they got into an argument.” Alex looked down; he had always appreciated how much support she gave them. Always there front row, knowing all their songs. Even after his parents looked down upon him after coming out, Emily was there, telling him that who he loved didn’t matter, if it was someone who loved him just as much.

                Julie let their words settle in her mind. Luke never got to see you again before he died. That song was his apology to you, no wonder he didn’t want her to read it. She wouldn’t have wanted him to read hers if the roles were reversed. After they had left Luke’s Julie couldn’t stop thinking about the song, or Luke. She felt as though the band had given her so much, bringing her love for music back. Maybe she could give Luke something back in return.

                After a couple of days, Julie had found it. She had found Emily’s house. As she walked up to the porch Luke appeared at the same time. His eyes pouring into hers with surprise.      

“Julie? What’re you doing here?” He sounded stressed. She wasn’t supposed to be here. Julie gave him a sad smile.

                “Alex and Reggie told me about Emily after I saw you at your parents.” She confessed, eyes looking towards the ground.

                “You followed me? After your speech about boundaries?” Luke couldn’t help the frustration in his voice. Julie was one of the closest people to him, but this was a lot to expose to her.

                “You visit her?” Julie asked softly, trying to get him to open up to her. Julie didn’t want to overstep. Luke closed his eyes not wanting Julie to see the tears gathering there.

                “I haven’t been able to make it past the door,” He spoke barely above a whisper. “After leaving, I don’t know if I can face her again. So, I just stand here, hoping maybe, she will walk out.” Luke shared; he couldn’t hold it in anymore. His guilt eating him from inside. Julie stepped a bit closer to him making him look up at her slowly. He let out a breath.

                “I don’t even know what I would say to her if she could hear me.” His voice broken as his vison clouded.

                “Trust me.” Julie looked in his eyes with s softness that made Luke nod. He stepped over and rang the doorbell while keeping his eyes on hers. A promise in their eyes.

                The door opened a second later, revealing a woman with a confused look. She looked every bit like look. The same brown hair and wide, brown eyes. Luke’s breath hitched as he looked at her for the first time in 25 years. Though to him it was only an hour he was away, but she had grown up. His younger sister now older.

                “Hello, can I help you?” Emily asked Julie confused on why a young girl would be stopping by. Julie gave a soft smile.

                “Did you have a brother named Luke?” Julie watched as the confusion turned into sadness. Emily’s eyes casting down as her mouth opened slightly. Luke wanted to say, “Emily I’m right here, I’m sorry for leaving you.” But the words wouldn’t have been heard. So instead, he let his eyes watch her, holding his breath.

                “I did,” Emily said looking back up at Julie. A sad smile forming on her face. Julie felt the piece of paper become heavier in her hands. The weight of what she was about to do becoming clear. “Why do you ask?”

                “He used to play in my garage, and I found something that I think belongs to you.” Julie lifted the paper up; Emily’s eyes fell on it. She gave a small nod and opened the door wider.

                “Would you like to come in?” Emily stepped back and allowed Julie, and unknowingly to her, Luke to enter. Julie nodded back and entered. As she walked in her eyes caught a picture frame sitting on a side table. She picked it up and looked at it closely.

                “Is this Luke? And the band?” Julie’s gaze sweeping over the boys she had started to call family. The picture was of a younger version of Emily throwing her arms around the boys after what looked like a show. Emily stepped over and looked as well.

                “Yeah, that’s the boys after one of their gigs. They were so happy with how many people came to see them.”

Luke wanted to say “We were happy you showed up too”

Emily smiled as she remembered the day well. “I’ve never seen a band play like them before. I was their biggest fan.” Luke closed his eyes wishing that he could go back to that day. Back to before everything got bad. “I’m sorry what was your name?”

“Oh, um, I’m Julie.” Julie could feel Luke’s sadness, making her heartbreak. “I was looking through all of the old boxes and came across a song.” She held up the paper, “It’s for Emily.”

Emily felt her chest clench as she looked down at the paper Julie started to hand to her. It took everything in her not to turn away and refuse to look at it. Luke has been gone for so long, but the wound still felt fresh. The love would never fade. Emily looked at Julie uncertain, but Julie gave her a small encouraging nod. With that, Emily took the old paper, feeling as though it weighed 100 pounds. She took a deep breath before letting her eye fall onto the words scribbled across.  Luke knew the words all too well. He spent hours hunched over it, pouring everything he had into it.

As Emily read over it, it was like she could hear Luke’s voice singing it to her. All the guilt and pain. But, also, all the love that he had for her. Tears began to fall as she felt so much closer to her brother than she said felt in years. The words bringing back the fight that she had wished had gone differently. All the memories of her and Luke. When she finished, Luke’s voice fading away, she looked back up at Julie. She could feel that somehow Julie heard it too.            

                “Thank you, you don’t know how much this means to me,” Emily took a deep breath, “Luke was my best friend. I only wanted him to get all he wanted from life.” Julie felt Luke behind her as he struggled with wanting to reach out to Emily. His face covered in his own now fallen tears.

“I write music in the same place he did. I can tell you that the place is filled with so much light and happiness. Luke found the one thing he wanted to live for, and I don’t think a lot of people get to do that.” Julie too had begun to cry. All the love around the room affecting her.

Emily pulled Julie into a soft hug and closed her eyes, “Thank you so much Julie. I know that Luke would be so happy that you’re there writing.” Julie knew that she couldn’t have been more right. Luke gave one last look towards his sister before vanishing. If only she knew that Luke had been right outside her door all along.

Julie made it back home to see Luke sitting on her porch. She walked up as he looked up from the ground towards her.     

“I’m sorry for overstepping.” Julie stood next to him as he shook his head.

“No, Julie, thank you. I just wish she knew how much I love her and miss her. I never meant to walk out and never be able to see her again.” Luke said guiltily.

“I think she knows, Luke.” Julie said making Luke feel a bit lighter. Emily was his biggest regret, but now he felt a bit of closure knowing she had heard his song for her.

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Julie and The Phantoms:

The Phantom Whisper (OC: Maddie) Series

Maddie has been able to see ghosts for as long as she remembers. When she is able to rekindle a broken relationship, she is thrown into the World of Julie and The Phantoms.

Chapter One: Ghosts Lead To Therapy

Chapter Two: Maddie Makes Eye Contact

Chapter Three: You Can See Us??

Luke:

If I Could Take It Back

What if 'Unsaid Emily' wasn't about his mom

Top Gun Maverick:

Rooster-

All He Knows

Rooster Doesn't know much about himself, but there is one thing that he knows, you.

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Gang x Dottie (OC!Reader)-

Bubblegum Incident

Summary: A soc puts gum in Dottie's hair, which results in a haircut.

The Phantom Whisperer

Chapter two: Maddie Makes Eye Contact

Summary: A bit of Maddie's past is revealed and how her love of music came to be. Julie performs with the boys while Maddie makes a discovery

*Author's Note: Chapter two!! I hope this chapter isn't too much exposition, I promise more character interaction is coming up.

                A year ago, Maddie had a different air around her. She felt as though life could get better. Most days dragged on and were filled with long school days and homework. Those were balanced out with the ones she could find solitude. Maddie had gotten a babysitting job on the occasion her neighbors needed a date night, and their aunt wasn’t available.  The Molina’s were her saving grace. When the had first moved in with a new baby and toddler, Maddie could listen to the sound of piano through her window.

                One day after a trip to her latest psychologist, Maddie finally decided to go over and find the source to the music. She found a kind lady sitting in their garage lost in her melody. Rose Molina had a certain light about her that drew Maddie in. That day led to countless hours of Maddie sitting in the garage listening to anything Rose would play. She never knew music could have such a hold on her and her emotions. Rose could see how the young girl needed music in her life just as much as she did. From then on, she would teach Maddie whenever the girl stopped by. Even though Maddie loved her parents, Rose just understood her on a deeper level. Maddie’s parents stopped sending her to a doctor and instead bought her a piano.

                When Rose’s daughter Julie got old enough to want to learn, they became a trio. Maddie could see how Julie was naturally gifted and would sit and watch as the mother and daughter wrote and played together. Julie felt as though she had a sister, one who she could share music with. Rose was thankful that she could pull these two girls together and loved their connection through musical notes and lyrics. Something so rare to see. But sadly, all good things come to an end.

                Rose had passed, and this was felt through everyone around her. Julie couldn’t bare singing or playing anymore without her mother. Maddie had felt as though she had lost a mother and friend with Rose. It seemed easy for the two girls to drift apart. Both had gained an emptiness with the passing and couldn’t find the joy they once did. Maddie fell back into the cycle of long school days and homework. Her piano sat covered in dust and guitar stranded in the garage that she would never get the courage to go over and retrieve. Both felt lifeless now as had she. The stickers gifted by Rose still decorated the case, leaving a reminder to anyone who looked at it how loved the instrument used to be.

                Unknown to Maddie, Julie had unleashed something that sparked her love for music again. Three boys who had died 25 years prior had taken up space in the garage and Julie’s life. The boys had asked Julie who the guitar belonged to since they didn’t recognize it as theirs. Julie gave it a long look before mentioning that it was an old friend's from long ago. The boys didn’t press further, even though they wanted to. They could feel the emotional pull Julie had with it.

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                Maddie had a feeling today was going to be different. After her run in with the man in the street yesterday she didn’t stop by to see Willie this morning. Something felt off about the situation. Maybe he was a ghost and didn’t feel the need to deal with “lifers” as Willie called them. As she crowded in to the school assembly, she just hoped it would be over soon. Carrie was performing, and even though the girl was talented, she focused way too much into the theatrics in Maddie’s opinion. There wasn’t any depth to her music and Maddie believed that was the key to any good performer. Music just didn’t feel the same since she last saw Rose or spoke to Julie. Her bonds with music were broken and she didn’t feel the need to mend it. Sher forfeited her place in the music program to focus on school and trying to keep her parents at bay. They could see the emotional turmoil that was going on and tried to convince her that pushing away music isn’t what was good for her. That Rose wouldn’t want her to stop, but what did they know? Maddie said she knew what she was doing, or so she thought.

                Just as she believed, Carrie’s performance was over the top. “What else did I expect?” She muttered to herself. Out of the corner of her eye, Maddie spotted Julie near the door. She felt her breathing stop for a second. Besides in quick passing, Maddie couldn’t bring herself to face Julie. The girl was like a sister to her, and it didn’t sit right that Julie had lost her mother while Maddie simply lost her friend. Julie had it worse and Maddie felt ashamed of herself for taking it so deep.           

                Maddie looked over to Julie once more and saw she wasn’t alone. She was with a group of boys. They seemed to be deep in conversation as the crowd had been sent back to class. She took another quick glance towards the group while still on the stands. Her eyes connected with the blonde boy. His eyes widened as he smacked the chest of the shorter brown-haired guy in the beanie. She quickly looked away and got up wanted to leave before Julie saw her.

                “Dude! That girl was 100% making eye contact with me!” Alex exclaimed pulling the groups attention. They all turned around to find Maddie hastily making her way off the bleachers. Julie furrowed her eyebrows at her.       

                “What? There’s no way that she saw you.” Julie couldn’t look away. She hasn’t been able to talk to Maddie as much as she wanted to. Julie had lost a sister as much as a mother. Maddie pulling away from her broke her. She knew that Maddie felt the loss too and understood why she didn’t want to play anymore.               

                “No, I’m telling you, she was definitely looking at us.” Alex knew it wasn’t like when people normally look towards them and accidentally meets their eyes.

                “Okay whatever! That doesn't matter right now. Julie, you need to go up their and show it to the man! That piano up here is calling your name.” Luke tried to redirect the attention towards the main goal. Julie needed to be back in the program and find her love for music again. He wanted her to know how talented she was. Maybe then their music could be heard. Julie let out a nervous breath of air and headed up towards the stage. The boys cheering her on. As the crowd realized she was singing they all gathered at the stage.               

                Maddie felt her heart pound in her chest as she watched the girl begin. She stood in the back and her eyes began to water. Little Julie was amazing. She knew that though, but to see her finally sing again struck a chord in her heart. She could feel Rose through every note. Maddie felt as though it was the first time that she sat in the garage with them again. But what shook her even more was when suddenly it wasn’t just Julie on stage. The boys from before appeared and began to play. The crowd went wild as they all sang and played the song with passion. Maddie had never seen a band more in sync with each other. It looked like they had known each other for years and were in tune with not just the music, but each other. Her heart swelled with pride. Julie had found her way back.

                As the band finished up taking their bow, they disappeared as if it had just been Julie by herself the whole time. Maddie’s eyes widened and she spotted the boys on the side of the crowd. No one knew what to say as Julie laughed nervously.

                “Was that a hologram?” one of Carrie’s crew voiced out making everyone get hyped up once again. Maddie shook her head. She had no idea what just happened, but she knew that it wasn’t a hologram. She could still see the boys from the side when it all hit her. They were ghosts.   

“Oh Lord”

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The Phantom Whisperer

Chapter one: Ghosts Lead To Therapy

Hello! So, this story will be a multi-part series featuring an OC Maddie. Please give me feedback, I would greatly appreciate it <3

Maddie has always been able to see ghosts. What happens when she gets introduced to three boys that form a band with a girl she knows from her past?

To be completely honest, Maddie doesn’t even know how she does it. When she was four, she had met a kind man in the store after losing her mom isles away. Maddie had tugged on his sleeve with tears falling down her cheeks and asked if he could help. To the gentlemen’s surprise he felt a touch for the first time in three weeks. Maddie’s mother had run over and grabbed her up before he could even begin to understand.

                Since then, Maddie would have multiple talks with her parents about the people she would talk to that they couldn’t see. A shrink here and there would help Maddie realize that no matter what she would say, they would tell her the same thing. “Maddie it’s all your imagination”, “Maddie do you really believe what you’re saying”, or her personal favorite, “Maybe you just need more attention at home”. All of this led to a simple conclusion for young Maddie, no more talking to ghosts. Or, in front of her parents at least.   

                So that’s where Maddie is now. A senior at Los Feliz High School, trying to keep her head down. No more music program and the less friends the better. No matter how hard she tried, no one would be permanent in her life. So, she decided it would be best to be on her own, for now at least. Maddie knew that she shouldn't waste her time on those who she felt didn't deserve it. The dead nor the living seemed to fit perfectly into her life. All she could count on was herself. Though, there was rarely an occasion Maddie would find herself an actual friend. There just so happened to be one ghost who she could call a friend. One who she would stop by to see on her walk to school. In all honesty, Maddie would take a detour to see him, forfeiting a couple minutes of her morning by taking the longer way.

                "What up Madds!” the skateboarding ghoul rode up, bringing his board up to stand.

                “Willie! How are you this fine morning? Sneaking into anymore museums?”  Maddie had a soft spot for the kid who died so recently. She doesn’t remember ever hearing about it on the news, but Willie filled her in on the details one day when he rode right into her on his skateboard. He was more astonished that they could touch rather than actually talk. Willie had been sworn secrecy about it. Maddie would rather not have to speak to 200 ghosts asking her to reach out to their families. One episode of The Ghost Whisperer had made her want to stay away from that field.

                “Not yet, but hey, the day is still young” Willie sent a wink her way. He was the closest person to her. They would spend countless hours after school hanging around. With him either showing off tricks or her ranting about school and her parents. He understood how she’d rather be by herself rather than seek out others, he respected that. Willie himself was a free spirit (kind of). Maddie was aware how he was tied to the Hollywood Ghost Club. She felt bad that his soul belonged to Caleb, never wanting to catch a glimpse of him or have him see her, so she tried to stay as far away to the place as she could. The stories of Caleb Covington sent chills down her spine.

                “Well, I would love to hear about it after I get back from school. Don’t miss me too much skater boy!” Maddie started to walk backwards only stopping to do their handshake. Willie gave her a sarcastic salute as she turned around. Maddie continued her walk as she bumped into someone. “Oh gosh I’m so sorry!” She apologized to the man before continuing. The man stood still before turning towards her.

                “My apologizes Ma’am.” The dark tone not registering to Maddie as she kept walking. Willie froze as he watched the exchange. The man turned and straightened himself out before looking Willie in the eyes. “Well well well, looks like you’ve made an interesting friend.”

                “Mr. Covington, um sir, I was just talking. I promise I didn't say anything,” Willie casted his eyes towards to ground. He was not one that had the courage to face the man himself. He wouldn't put Maddie in jeopardy willingly.

“Oh no Willie, I think you’ve stumbled upon something very interesting. Please do tell me more.”

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i still believe that i can hear the ocean when i put a seashell to my ear. i still believe that the moon is following me when i'm in the car. i still believe there are fairies living in the garden. i still believe in those fabled creatures from my old storybooks. i still believe in true love. i will carry the magic of my childhood with me forever and it will keep me gentle.