"...I've always wanted a strange teenager to show up at my doorstep, half dead. I - what's your name again, kid?"
"Adelaide," she answered, feeling a little fazed.
"Uh, yeah, no. Too long. Can I call you Adie? I'm gonna call you Adie."
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just a side note, i freaking love this woman. she looks so happy here. what an icon, honestly
so i got my cap and gown and i tried it on and omg i got a little emotional. im all grown up, aren't i? 🥺 feels like just yesterday i was an angsty middle schooler who thought i would marry harry styles one day. and now im an angsty adult who thinks she'll marry tom holland one day. but now she has a cap and gown and a diploma and degree so she's a boss bitch and can do anything she wants. dont need no man 😤 but ill still accept tom 🥺
also!! for those of you who have been following my physics stories, guess who passed physics with an A?? my professor dropped my lowest grades so BAM straight A semester once again ;) now i just have four more semesters to finish at uni this fall before im done with school for GOOD. then it's work until i die 🙃
i finally finished watching all the back to the future movies and i think i now have a crush on young michael j fox? i feel like he was the tom holland of the eighties which is neat cause tom is trying to be the marty of our generation.
life update over, here's the (wayy longer than usual but angsty as always) chapter
———————————————————— "I call police!
I call mayor!
I call the Mr. President!" ————————————————————
Peter and Adelaide had been called into the principal's office early that morning at school.
They were sitting in front of Principal Morita's desk, diligently ignoring each other as they waited for him to arrive. Adelaide stole a glance at Peter and looked away before he could see. He had a tiny scratch on his cheek from where he had gotten hit on the ferry yesterday. She had a small bruise on her shoulder, but other than that, she was fine.
The door opened behind them and Principal Morita walked in. They could feel the disappointment radiating off of him. He took his seat across from them with a sigh. He looked at them.
"What is going on with you two?" he said, shaking his head. Both teenagers glanced at each other and then looked away. The man ran his tongue over his teeth, leaning back in his seat.
"Adelaide, Peter, you both are good kids and you're smart kids. So just try to keep your heads straight, okay?"
"Okay," Peter mumbled.
"Yeah," Adelaide sighed.
"All right. Get out of here," Principal Morita said, turning around in his chair.
