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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ 𝑨𝑬𝑹𝑰𝑵'𝑺 𝑷𝑶𝑽 ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗶𝘁'𝘀 𝗴𝗼𝗻𝗲, 𝗿𝗶𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴. 𝗜 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗮𝘀𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗺𝘆 𝗺𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗼 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗵𝗼𝗺𝗲. 𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗽𝗹𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗹𝗼𝗿 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝘂𝗹𝘁𝘀, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗲𝗺𝗽𝘁𝘆 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝘀.

3 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗱𝗮𝘆, 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁'𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆'𝘃𝗲 𝗴𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝘂𝘀, 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝘁𝗼 𝗸𝗶𝘀𝘀 𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗵𝘂𝗺𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝗵𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗱𝗯𝘆𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿, 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝘆 𝗺𝗼𝗺 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳𝗶𝘀𝗵 𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀. 𝗜'𝗺 𝘀𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝘂𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗲, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿.

𝗖𝗼𝗮𝗰𝗵 𝗕𝗲𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗲𝗿 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹 𝗽𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝗳𝗳𝗶𝗰𝗶𝗮𝗹 𝗿𝘂𝗻𝗻𝗲𝗿-𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗠𝗰𝗞𝗶𝗻𝗹𝗲𝘆 𝗛𝗶𝗴𝗵 𝗧𝗶𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘀, 𝗮 𝗱𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗿𝘂𝗲. 𝗜'𝘃𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝘂𝗯𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗱𝗲𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗺𝘆 𝗰𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗲𝘀, 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝘂𝘀 𝗠𝗮𝘁𝗵𝘀, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗜 𝗮𝗹𝘀𝗼 𝗺𝗲𝘁 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗱𝘂𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗯𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗸 - 𝗖𝗮𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗮 𝗚𝘂𝘇𝗺𝗮𝗻.

𝗜𝗳 𝗝𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗰𝗮 𝗥𝗮𝗯𝗯𝗶𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻, 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗯𝗲 𝗷𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗹𝘆 𝗵𝗼𝘁 𝗖𝗮𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀. 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗹𝗲𝗴𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗧𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗮 𝘀𝗺𝗶𝗹𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝘀𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝗯𝗼𝗱𝘆 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗮 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗮𝘁 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝟯 𝘄𝗲𝗲𝗸𝘀, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗵𝗲'𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝘀𝗼 𝗼𝗹𝗱𝗲𝗿, 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲𝘀 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗼 𝗺𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝘄𝗶𝘀𝗲𝗿. 𝗜'𝗺 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗮 𝗴𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗜 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗮𝗻 𝗲𝘅𝘁𝗿𝗮 𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝗮𝘁 𝗕𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘀𝘁𝗶𝘅'𝘀- 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗴𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗳𝘂𝗹.𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝗦𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗮 𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽𝘀 𝗼𝗿𝗯𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝗺𝘆 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗱, 𝘀𝗵𝗲'𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝗺𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲, 𝗖𝗮𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗮'𝘀 𝘀𝘂𝗽𝗽𝗼𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗿𝗼𝗹𝗲. 𝗜'𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝗻, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗵𝗲'𝘀 𝗰𝗲𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗺𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝗻...𝘀𝗼 𝘄𝗵𝘆 𝗵𝗮𝘀𝗻'𝘁 𝗺𝘆 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗺𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗼𝗼?

𝐀 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐅𝐎𝐆 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐆𝐀𝐙𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐃 𝐆𝐋𝐔𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐑. Drips of water trickled down the side of her face until they came to a halt at the base of her chin. Her under eyes were still puffy with a red undertone which was the unfortunate result of the Cline staying up until 3AM texting Catalina about the first day back, and writing poetic couplets about a girl who still laid dormant in her mind. Today was going to be hard, hell to some extent, everyone was well aware of Aerin replacing Azimio on the football team and there was no doubt that they would have a few harsh things to say about it.

"Get Out !" Atticus hollered, his knocks increasing in volume as he stood on the other side of the door. Aerin turned the doorknob and creaked the door open, meeting the more frustrated glare of her brother. He stood out in the corridor with nothing on except for a fuchsia towel which wrapped snugly around his waist, and light salmon coloured flip flops that were tattered. "Wait your turn, princess," Aerin smirked as she squeezed the remaining cold water out of her hair.

" You've been hogging the bathroom for over an hour, I need to shave," Atticus groaned, he turned to show the patch of fuzz that had developed on the side of his face overnight. Aerin reached to grab his chin for a closer look, then quickly let go once she got a noseful of the boy's signature morning stench. "And shower-" the brown-eyed girl added as she pocked out her tongue playfully.

"You're hilarious," Atticus sarcastically complimented, swinging an arm around his sister the boy then pulled Aerin into a sudden headlock which made her shriek in indignance from the putrid fumes that were rapidly taking residence in her nasal cavities. "Let go, your stinky pits are gonna knock me out cold," Aerin coughed, finally wriggling out of her near musty death experience.

" That's 1 point for me, and 0 for you," Atticus joked, reaching to ruffle Aerin's hair once more just to assert his dominance. This was how it had always been between the pair, non-stops play fights and on the go competitions to see who the 'better' twin was. They'd be counting points all of their life, and so far, Aerin was so below the scoreboard. She had already lost from the moment of her birth, Atticus had come in the lead at 3 minutes and 15 seconds whilst the blonde had wormed her way out sluggishly by taking a whole 5 minutes.

It seemed childish, but going neck a neck was the only thing that Aerin and Atticus could bond over. That sweet relationship that once existed at some point in their lives had drastically faded into oblivion, and since the birth of Lennon, Atticus had been trying his mighty best to distance the line between himself and Aerin whilst they were out in public.

"I miss this, dude," Aerin sighed as she leaned up against the bathroom door, staring deeply into her brother's dopey eyes. " What happened ? Why have you been avoiding me since I transferred to your school, passing me by in the halls like I'm another stranger in the crowd and standing their aimlessly whilst Azimio tears chunks out of me." Atticus's dropped to the mustard coloured carpet that laid beneath him, a sharp silence fell between the two before he sucked on his teeth, combing his brain for the appropriate response.

" You know I'll always have your back Truffle," Atticus replied weakly, an inappropriately timed chuckle unexpectedly coming out simultaneously. "Besides, you've never really needed anybody to stick up for you, your a girl with thick skin and a strong-willed personality to match it, that's one of the things that I admire about you, that and your ability to burp the alphabet."

Aerin bit her bottom lip as a smile broke out, it was her dad who had taught the blonde how to burp from A to Z. According to him, the trick to getting every letter out was to make the move with your mouth then suck as much air in. Once you did that then the acidic pressure would slowly build within the back of your throat, then come forcefully out as a burp which would subsequently make the appropriate noise. It was Gross, obviously, but gross was Derek Cline's middle name; the grosser the better.

" I haven't been able to do that in years," Aerin said softly as oblique memories of her dad slipped in and out of her mind, a minuscule lump formed in her throat once she heard his abrasive chuckle rung through her ears. She quickly shook off the feeling and swallowed, bringing herself back to reality again when her shorts pocket began to buzz.

The Cline quickly reached for her phone, seeing quickly that Catalina had sent her a couple private text messages, some being a little more risque then others. "Oh, is that your older women ?" Atticus smirked, he reached for the girl's phone and quickly snatched it from her hands. His eyes widened from the first two messages, then they fully expanded once he scrolled to the last one.

" Man, that is a definite 10/10," Atticus marvelled, his tongue practically panting like a blood thirsting hound. "Now I get why you dumped Satan and replaced her with Catalina Guzman, she's a definite upgrade, congrats," the boy lifted his other hand for Aerin to shake, but instead, the brown eyed girl decided to punch him squarely in the chest. It still stinged, ached even, the Santana shaped hole that she had dug herself was slowly swallowing her into a long spiral of regret. She had chosen to believe the made up tales and lies of her brother and her stupid brain that always over-analyzed everything over the truth, Santana had chosen her.

" 𝐀𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍 𝐂𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄, 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐌 𝐎𝐑 𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐔𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐘 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐉𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐎𝐓𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐌 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐀 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘 𝐃𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐓 ?" JBI asked persistently as he and his cameraman followed the blonde through the halls, swerving and potentially shoving anyone who came in their way. Aerin bowed her head down, she quickly reached for the back of her hoodie and began to pull it up all the way and hide her face with the big binder which had rested comfortably in her hand.

Aerin came to a halt in the middle of the hallway, a sliver of annoyance grew deep within the pit of her stomach. "My daughter doesn't need another dad, she has me and that's good enough," the girl answered sternly with a seething glare which she sent straight to Jacob Ben Israel. She then turned on her heel and quickly began to walk down the hall, but somehow the afro-haired menace and his camera crew had managed to pick up the pace and catch up to her. JBI reached for Aerin's wrist to hold her down, whilst he practically dug the microphone into her nose.

" So you aren't trying to get it on with a certain handsome giant by the name of Finn Hudson, my sources say you two got pretty cosy on the football field after hours last week, how do you respond to that ?" JBI continued, a weird smirk flashing across his amused face. Aerin felt like wrapping the microphone chord around his neck once those words left his mouth. She had heard alot of obscure rumours about herself during her time at McKinley, but being in love with Finn ?, that was probably the craziest one. That wasn't to say that Finn was unappealing - far from it actually, but he was more of a second brother and sort of mentor to the Cline then a new budding love interest.

" Finn is head over heels for Treasure Trail, they're rock solid...stronger then kryptonite," Aerin responded as she managed to wriggle herself free from Jacob's grasp. " I'm focused on leading this school to their first victory of the season as the new runner back. So get this for your nasty blog Jacob, no I don't like Finn, Santana never cheated on me with Brittany, and I'm not interested in anybody becoming a dad to my baby !"

It felt like a non-existent weight had been lifted off her shoulders in that moment, all the problems that had nearly suffocated her on the inside had spilt freely from the tip of her tongue. Jacob's mouth gaped open, whilst the camera took the opportunity to pan the camera all the way up Aerin's body. "You know, when you're mad you look really foxy," Jacob commented, his hands moving towards the girl's shoulder.

" Ugh! Leave me alone, JBI," Aerin scoffed once she felt his puny fingers trek up the side of her arm, moving closer towards her exposed shoulder. The girl quickly fled, whilst Jacob lingered for a little longer behind her. " One more question, just one, is it true you're a terrible kisser ? Is it true that your whole family is living off the poker chips that your mom swapped in exchange for new mink fur boots? Aerin what did you do with all of that breast mil-"

His questions were soon cut off when Sue stepped in front of the camera, her hand slowly gripped onto the collar of the scared boy's shirt. "You've got 10 seconds to scurry back to the nerd infested hole you came from before I rip every last baby hair from your weirdly shaped head," the cheerios coached threatened nonchalantly as her glare deepend to show how serious she was being about kicking JBI's butt. Jacob took in a harsh swallow, his eyes darted to every corner of the hall but Sue's face.

" I'm sorry, please let me down now," JBI pleaded, to which Sue surprisingly obliged with as she released her grasp and let go of his mint blue collar. Without hesitation, Jacob was gone in a flash, running quickly down the hall with his camera man in toe. Aerin didn't know what to say, Sue Sylvester had just stood up for her. It was unnatural, the cheerios coach didn't have a kind bone in her body, every word that escaped her lips was always a crude ( and sometimes downright offensive ) insult towards someone else.

" This feels weird but...Thank you Coach Sylvest-" Sue pushed her finger towards Aerin's lips before she could give her thanks. " Save your kind words for someone who actually cares, Freckle Freak," the middle aged woman snared bitterly as Aerin took her boney finger off her mouth.

Aerin took in a soft intake of breath, great,  Sue was back in her natural Sue form.

" I came here to warn you, Lizie McGuire, that you and I are officially at war," Sue snared, inching closer towards the Cline.

"Pardon ?"

" Remember what I told you on that hot August afternoon when I was wearing my favourite tracksuit that was specially hand stitched by the circus freaks that I keep locked up in my secret basement..who by the way are demanding for a massive pay raise so if you have fifty dollars i'd appreciate it if you'd loan it all to me," Sue trailed on, opening her palm up and gesturing for money.

" I'm not gonna give you money, Coach Sylvester," Aerin replied brashly, her tone indicating that she clearly wasn't falling for Sue's get rich quick scheme. Sue rolled her eyes in response as she put her hand back down to her side, her lips pursed in annoyance. "Your loss then, I hope you can sleep at night know that you made 100 baby faced clowns cry, shame on you Juno, shame."

Aerin rubbed the top of her forehead in mere confusion, this whole conversation had gone south. " Not to sound rude but can you get to the point? what exactly is your beef with me Coach Sylvester ?" the blonde asked persistently, watching as the clock's hands began to turn to 12 AM, which meant that she had just missed a good chunk of geography.

" My beef with you, Stretchmarks McGee, is that you completely disobeyed me and neglected to fear my threat to destroy you by signing up for Coach Beiste's football team," Sue relented, her hands crossed on her chest.

An inappropriately timed smirk twitched on Aerin's lips, she lowered her head to disguise her quiet chuckle as a small cough. " Look, Sue, Can I call you Sue ? I really do respect your opinion and me joining the football team and I also respect you must feel super uncomfortable knowing that you can't sink your teeth into another helpless, insecure teenage girl and throw her into one of your cheap cheerios uniforms and suck the life out of her until she feels like utter crap," Aerin began, pushing the strand of hair that had fallen to the front her face back slightly.

"...But I'm doing something I love, something that makes me feel good, and I really don't feel the need to justify that to anybody, especially not to someone who's life centers around tearing others down just for kicks. You may think that you won this battle, but trust me, I'll win this war."

◜ -ˋˏ 𝙍𝙊𝙉𝙉𝙄𝙀'𝙎 𝙉𝙊𝙏𝙀𝙎 ! ˎˊ- ◝

new chapter ! how are you guys feeling about it ?

yes y'all i really did just introduced a new character halfway through the book, I'm messy like that. just so you guys know the next chapter will start with catalina and aerin , and her (cat's) faceclaim is bianca santos from the fosters.

aerin's being so indecisiveness lmao, she's so me.

anyways, i have exams tomorrow all through this week and next so there will most likely be little to no updates on this book until i'm done. i'm so nervous, like I've barely studied at all..cryin in the club rn.

i hope you have a good day, evening or night <3

i love u !