She’s at a house party. She doesn’t know the host, but she knows his cousin or something. Whatever. She saw it on Facebook and clicked Attending, and now she’s here, hanging out in the kitchen because she doesn’t really know anyone, but shit like that doesn’t matter in the kitchen. The kitchen is where the alcohol is. Where there’s alcohol, ( Read more... )

It’s not always so serious. Sometimes it’s small things, like a shopping trip to the mall; Kelsi makes a good companion. She doesn’t try to be a substitute for Sharpay; she’s herself, and that’s enough, more than enough. She brings over her Gilmore Girls DVD collection and they watch it for hours together, eating fresh baked snacks supplied by Zeke ( Read more... )

Meanwhile, back at Ryan’s house, Zeke and Kelsi invade the kitchen, causing culinary chaos in the pursuit of dinner. Chad checks on them every now and then, but mostly he dozes on the couch with Ryan. They’re watching Mythbusters when Ryan speaks.

The first word Ryan says, voice scratchy and hoarse after weeks without use, is Chad’s name. Just ( Read more... )

That weekend, Troy and Gabriella stand face to face and realise they’ve run out of things to say to each other. Gabriella cries, but she looks pretty; she only looks pretty crying if she doesn’t mean it. They hug goodbye, before he climbs back in to his truck and leaves. Their embrace feels stiff, formal. They’re like strangers. Troy doesn’t know ( Read more... )

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There is no part of this that is easy. It gets progressively more difficult, the more details he gives, the revelations that get harder to process, to cope with. He’s asking a lot of his mom with this.

It’s not just telling his mom he’s seeing someone.

“Is she a nice girl from glee club?”

Finn gulps, braces himself. “Uh, not... not a girl, mom.”
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Finn sent it two hours ago. Since then, Puck’s been pacing, heart pounding, punching walls. There’s nothing he can do. He can’t be there; he’s not family, not Finn. He has to wait and hope (and maybe he prays).

Puck can’t stand feeling this powerless. This is something he can’t solve with his fists, can’t scare into submission. But he can’t just ( Read more... )

You can hardly hear the sirens over the rushing of blood in your ears. Then Nick’s calling and you’re going to a party. You feel numb. There’s a blank look in your eyes, but Nick doesn’t notice, or if he does, he doesn’t mention it.

You retreat to a sofa in a mostly empty room. It’s quieter. You huddle in on yourself, and you should be more ( Read more... )

Except apparently, today, Alo is like that. Alo clings to you and you can hear him inhale shakily before he forces himself to let go. It should worry you. Mostly you’re embarrassed, and annoyed at being made embarrassed.

It should definitely worry you when Alo shows up on your doorstep with a backpack and a lost look in his eyes. But you’re too ( Read more... )

They’re making the trek back to the van together. Rich and Grace are holding hands. Alo thinks Grace might actually be skipping, though he knows better than to mention it because Rich would kill him.

Franky, Mini and Liv are walking arm in arm behind them, giggling and whispering and talking over one another. Alo doesn’t want to know what they’re ( Read more... )