@-divinemistakes
hey this the admin and i just
wanted everyone to now the
chance of this account getting
revamped is very low because
im not active on wattpad
anymore and haven't been for
years :') — ray
iclyn pulled up in front of meg’s house/apartment, hopping off of her sleek, black motorcycle after cutting the engine. she pulled her frost blue motorcycle helmet off and placed it on the handlebars. she pulled out her phone and turned the camera on; she fixed her frizzy hair and straightened the collar of her button-up. she’d dressed up for today— she didn’t want to be underdressed going to this carnival thing. she was going to research what it was all about, but she decided— for once— to let something actually be a surprise. now she was regretting it. she wore a white button-up shirt with black jeans and black boots. she wore her blue leather jacket over the whole thing. she was worried meg wouldn’t like it, though. she took a deep breath. she needed to suck up her bitchass feelings and just go up to the door. so that’s what she did. she made her way up to the door, waiting a moment before ringing the doorbell. she put on her tough expression and pretended like she wasn’t gay panicking.
iclyn was not what you could call a... safe driver. she figured the faster she got off the road the better— which is why she drove so fucking fast. she was only five over the speed limit but— she didn’t stop for anything except animals in the road, pedestrians in the crosswalk, or solid red lights. they arrived at the carnival in no time.
✎ᝰ @-frozenthievery ˎˊ˗ “ huh, that's really sweet. ” meg said with a small smile, wrapping her arms around iclyn's waist. and resting her chin onto her shoulder, leaning onto her slightly. “ yep. ” she responded in a gentle calm tone.
“ my dad saved up some money to get it for me.” iclyn smiled slightly at the memory of him blindfolding her and leading her outside, showing her the bike with a blue bow on it. she’d been so happy that day. her dad stayed home the whole day with; no leaving to deal with ‘business’ at random times, no aggression, no random people coming over to discuss ‘product’ with guns all over the kitchen table— just a normal day. she missed that day so dearly. she wished that was everyday; she wished her life was fucking boring. iclyn sighed and turned the key in the ignition, feeling as the bike roared to life, purring and vibrating ever so lightly. “ you ready?” iclyn asked.
୨♡୧【 new message 】
you never texted me.
✎ᝰ @-frozenthievery ˎˊ˗ ˚₊·͟͟͟͟͟͟͞͞͞͞͞͞➳ ꒰ ⌨︎ new message from ;; meg ! hypocrite, HA i can spell that.
okay , but you miss , are one of the reasons I'm not straight -
✎ᝰ @troubledways ˎˊ˗ “ pleasures all mine babe. and a wayne? damn that rich kid stuff, huh — ”
✎ᝰ @troubledways ˎˊ˗ “ eh, you can call me meg, meg kwon. and if everything goes as planned maybe your future friend. ”
“ where did you get your nails done? they look so cool!”
( they do n o t know each other )
“ you’re h— er, who are you?
✎ᝰ @-frozenthievery ˎˊ˗ “ don't worry I'll just say ‘ hey im that hot chick you met today / lol / ’ ”
( because it was lEgiT funny )
“ you better— i don’t text first.” iclyn joked, a SHADOW of a smile appearing on her face.
✎ᝰ @-frozenthievery ˎˊ˗ / why did i legit laugh — meg pulled out her phone typing in iclyn's number. “ ight got it. ” she said putting her phone back, “ i'll text you later? ”
/ / do you ever just look at the old shit you posted on your message board, and like gag— like bitch who are you?? oh yeah- rebooting yasmine take 50!