Ray takes off his backpack, sits down and opens up a cracker jack box, taking out a small package. Ray: Ugh, please let this be a cheat sheet. Ray: takes a bracelet out of the package. Ray: It's for you. Gigi: Stop it. Ray: Come on. Gigi: [Sigh] ray puts the bracelet on her. Ray: Don't say I never gave you anything. Gigi: (showing the book) Do you see this book? Because this book is me. I am math. Ray: What's that supposed to mean? Gigi: It's supposed to mean that you can work your whole "I'm Ray Hall, Mr. Big shot, scoring my touchdowns" on somebody else, because I don't- Ray: I don't even play football. Gigi: Whatever. Look, the point is at the end of the day, all your bluster and BS don't mean anything to math because math don't care, and neither do I. Ray: Well, does English care? 'Cause I really suck at that, too. Gigi : Please don't waste my time. I am already taking a huge chance on you because my instincts are screaming that you're full of sh- Ray: [Laughs] RAY AND MY OC GIGI ARE NATHAN SCOTT AND HALEY JAMES CODED FROM ONE TREE HILL THIS IS HOW THEY ACT WITH EACH OTHER!!!!!!!!!!

CURRENTLY REWRITING ❝This wouldn't have happened if you hadn't suggested that stupid party.❞ Luke Hemmings and his friends have always been considered invisible at their school. They're sick of it, to say the least, and they are ready for a change. They throw a party big enough to become legends when things get out of hand. After all, tonight was about changing the game right? Contains a shitload of swearing so read at your own risk!! (p.s I wrote this a long time ago so excuse the bad writing) ©fieryirwin 2014 All Rights Reserved.

18 year old Brian is having a party for his birthday and let's say it gets out of hand. A slightly different version of project x my favorite movie.

" 𝐈 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐆𝐎 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄. 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄'𝐒 𝐓𝐎𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐘 𝐁𝐀𝐃 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒, 𝐓𝐎𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐘 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄. " ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ʀᴇᴇᴅ ᴛʀᴀᴠᴇʟs ʙᴀᴄᴋ ɪɴ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ, ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ɢᴏ ᴡʀᴏɴɢ, ᴀᴄᴄɪᴅᴇɴᴛᴀʟʟʏ ʀᴜɴs ɪɴᴛᴏ ʜɪs ᴛᴡᴇʟᴠᴇ ʏᴇᴀʀ ᴏʟᴅ sᴇʟꜰ, ᴀs ᴡᴇʟʟ ᴀs ʜɪs ᴛᴡɪɴ sɪsᴛᴇʀ ʏ/ɴ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ʜᴜɴᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ꜰᴀᴛʜᴇʀ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ ᴡʜᴏ ᴄᴀɴ sᴛᴏᴘ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛʀᴀᴠᴇʟ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴇxɪsᴛɪɴɢ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴘʀᴏʙʟᴇᴍ ɪs, ᴛʜᴇʏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ 2018, ᴡʜᴇɴ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs sᴛɪʟʟ ᴀʟɪᴠᴇ. ᴀᴅᴠᴇɴᴛᴜʀᴇ ɪɴsᴜᴇs; ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴍɪssᴇs ʜɪs ᴅᴇᴄᴇᴀsᴇᴅ sɪsᴛᴇʀ ᴅᴇᴀʀʟʏ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʀʏs ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʜᴇʀ ꜰᴜᴛᴜʀᴇ ʙʀɪɢʜᴛᴇʀ, ᴀs ᴡᴇʟʟ ᴀs sᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴀᴛ sᴀɪᴅ ꜰᴜᴛᴜʀᴇ. (ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴘʀᴏᴊᴇᴄᴛ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

Mother, let me tell you a secret Your flowers always died in my hands And I hated being the goddess of spring Something you could never understand And I know how you see me Your broken, corrupted child of light But mother, I wanted pomegranates and death I craved the cruel shadows of the night Mother, the god of the dead loves me He bows before me on his knees He offers me a crown of thorns And calls me his queen And maybe you did love me, mother But he loves me, darkness and all He knew that I was meant for more Than being your silly, fragile doll ---------- "Aren't you afraid of my darkness, cara mia?" Hades asked with mischief in his eyes. "No, mon cher." Persephone replied, "You haven't seen mine yet." OC x OC!Addams Wednesday @madebyrach , 2023