𝐰𝐝𝐰 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 & 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬

familiar figure ✵ c.b.

i realize that i wrote this tumblr, i just copy and pasted it.

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the only time corbyn besson enjoyed parties was when he was six years old and they were birthday parties. whether they were his, or his sibling's, or his friends, it didn't matter because either way he was invited and he got free cake.

unfortunately for him, college did not work that way.

just because corbyn was friends with someone didn't mean he was instantly invited to their party. and, much to his dismay, there was no cake.

he knew only a few people at the party. and he couldn't say that he was close friends with them, so for the majority of the time, he awkwardly stood with those people and did his best to remain in their conversations.

he began to feel bad. he had put so much thought and effort into his outfit for that night. he had been overthinking everything, only for him to arrive and to be that one guy who stands in a corner.

and then he had a drink.

and suddenly, he was mr. popular. he held multiple contests with other people and remained undefeated.

the next day, everybody seemed to know his name. everybody wanted to talk to him, to sit next to him in class. multiple girls asked for his number - it was great. corbyn was now a popular person, and it was all because of one thing.

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"you coming tonight, besson?" corbyn heard his friend ask him. his eyes left the figure of the girl who sat to his left, quietly writing notes.

you.

he shrugged. "i don't know, jo," jonah's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. corbyn never missed a party. he lived to hear the crowd cheering his name. then, jonah's eyes trailed to whatever corbyn was looking at.

her.

"bro," he smiled, laughing as he snapped his fingers in front of corbyn's eyes. it brought the blonde out of his trance, but he pushed his friend's hands out of his way. "stop staring, that's not gonna do shit for you."

corbyn slapped jonah's chest. "shut up, man." he sighed as he sat back in his seat and opened up his textbook.

"she'll be there, ya know," corbyn heard daniel's voice speak from behind him. the brunette took a seat next to corbyn. the blonde groaned as his friend purposely blocked his view of the girl.

"really?" corbyn asked, not believing one word his friends said.

jonah nodded. "she's friends with christina." he winked.

corbyn hit his chest again, this time with his textbook. "stop it." he groaned. "i don't talk to her anymore, i told you."

jonah rolled his eyes and changed the subject. he looked over to his youngest friend with a bright smile. "so," he smirked, folding his arms. "is jack going to be there tonight as well?"

daniel blushed. his cheeks turned a deep shade of red as a small smile started to spread from his lips. he shrugged while opening up his laptop. "i don't know," he bit his lip. "maybe."