Probably off doing something stupid.
That’s just what I wanted to hear.
(via that-wicked-lovely-deactivated2)
(Source: listentoyourvampireheart)
“Well it’s all very complicated, but the Cliff-Notes would be that Rowan was badgering me to spend time with you without him being around.” Colette shrugged her shoulders, trying it hard not to smirk at Roxy’s oh-so innocent smile. Although Colette was sure she was about as harmless as any Winter sidhe was, which wasn’t very much, she was sure that her innocence was just a show. She had seen, after all, how Roxy had acted at parties. Foxy Roxy, she rhymed in her head, reminding Colette of her unstable mindset. Shaking her head to clear the thoughts, Colette strode into the room and flopped onto the floor, glancing at the homework on the floor. “I knew you were smart, Roxy, but doing work on a Friday night? Damn.”
Roxanne quirked an eyebrow when the dark-haired girl spoke again, curious as to why in the hell Rowan even cared about the two of them hanging out. “Ah, I see. Any idea as to why he’s doing such a thing?” Letting the question dispel, Roxanne shrugged innocently, and sat down on the floor across from Colette. Colette wasn’t someone who was usually friendly to others, besides Rowan, and Megan. The only times that they had interacted was usually around the likes of Rowan. Any other time Colette was just ‘Rowan’s sister’ to her. And she was sure it was the same vice-versa. Catching gaze of her homework, she pushed it aside with a small laugh. “I didn’t have anything better to do. It’s better than doing it on Sunday, isn’t it?” Closing her opened book, she asked Colette, “How are you? What’s been going on?”
(via that-wicked-lovely-deactivated2)
Hi.
How are you?!
(Source: roxannerogers, via maria--gonzalez-deactivated2011)
Hi, I’m Lenny. Short for Leanne. I’m a witch, and you are?
Roxanne. Fey. Nice to meet you.
(via bryan--evans)
This is just odd, Colette thought as she sauntered to Roxanne’s dorm room door. Knocking twice before just walking in, Colette raised an eyebrow at the room. Colette still didn’t know why she was doing this, really. Roxanne had always been Rowan’s friend, not hers. Although she saw her when she was hanging out with Row and at court and parties, they had never been friends, really. Just her brothers friend and her friends sister. Leaning against the door frame, Colette sighed as she waited for the blond girl to appear. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw something glint in the light and she wandered in cautiously, eyes narrowing at the vodka bottle. Nice.
Roxanne had been doing homework for most of the night, when she realized that it was a Friday night. What good was there in doing homework when it was a Friday? Her first thoughts after that were, Where’s Rowan? And whether or not she still had some alcohol from the previous weekend. Deciding not to drink for once, she walked into the bathroom that connected to her room, and looked at herself in the mirror. Sometimes she hated what she saw. Other times it wasn’t as bad. Roxy wasn’t quite sure what she felt tonight. Hearing a knock on her door, and then the opening, she assumed it was Rowan, or Kathryn, which was why she took her good old time walking back into her room. When she caught sight of Colette, she raised an eyebrow, but smiled warmly at the girl. Her outer exterior was everything. “Hey, Colette. What’s up? Something the matter?” She questioned innocently, wondering why exactly the girl chose to show up in her room unannounced.
(via that-wicked-lovely-deactivated2)
Hey Roxy.
Hi, Megan! How are you?
(Source: roxannerogers, via megan-jones-deactivated20111112)
