cinnamon in my teeth from your kiss.
( my life with the walter boys, s1-s? )
( isaac garcia x fem! oc )
( started - december 27th, 2023 )
( published - december 27th, 2023 )
( completed - ??/??/?? )
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Jackson Collins, Leo Miller, Isaac Garcia, and whoever else fell into that category were the main people that August Thompson needed to avoid.
Overnight when she hardly even slept, she came to discover that the three weren't so different as August might've distinguish them to be. Sure they strongly disliked each other, perhaps even hate, but there was no denying the fact that they were all defined by the same things.
While August herself had always had a reputation of whatever stereotype people place on her ( quiet but not shy, observant, a gossip, boy crazy, nothing but a typical mean girl that inflicts drama, and now a whore who was just an inside joke to all the guys and a conversation starter for all the girls ) she'd realize that those three boys also had a recognition of their own ( well-known players, rude, disrespectful, careless, insensitive, and has probably talked to the whole population of girls but is somehow not named a whore like she was because they were guys ) that's who they were.
Well, she certainly had a type.
And what better way to avoid them and all her problems by auditioning for the play?
Yes, August Thompson was actually auditioning. Or, she thought she was.
"How are you feeling?" Danny questioned from beside her.
They were outside the auditorium as Danny helped her with her monologue, in truth, it had been going on for about a good thirty minutes now, a time that still kept running until she would finally find the courage to actually go on the stage and preform her act.
Unfortunately, she wasn't as assertive as she used to be and it was painfully obvious, especially when she replied, "Better."
"Like actually better or are you just saying that?"
"I'm just saying that."
"Okay," Danny hums as the papers crinkled up in his grip slightly while he held it up. "Let's go over it again, yeah?"
"Yeah," August nodded her head as she let out an exasperated breath. "For the billionth time."
"Well unless you'd rather go in there right now?" He insisted, "It would save us a lot of time."
"Take one-billion and one it is!" August announced at his words. "The last one, I promise."
