Is anyone else bored out of their skull’s? 

No?

Stupid Skates | Connor & Caden 

connor-dunbrake:

“Oh,” Connor said, taking in what she said. He didn’t want to over step any boundaries by asking if she wanted to spend Christmas with him, but he wasn’t sure if that was appropriate under the circumstances. 

Screw protocol, he thought to himself. “So… uh, I was wondering if maybe you’d want to have Christmas dinner with me instead? We could always watch some Christmas movies afterwards too if you want.” He sort of had a plan already figured out if she decided to agree with the plans. “I wanted it to kind of be an official date…” 

Just as he had finished his sentence the bus finally pulled up. He took the bus fare from his pocket and paid for the two of them as Caden followed him onto the bus.

Official. Date. The words weren’t actually foreign to her, though they sounded strange together. Only because, to someone else, someone either at the bus stop with them or average passersby, it would look like they were actually on a date. And, though she wasn’t sure how boys determined what was a date and what wasn’t, Caden was pretty sure this was a date. She mulled over it too much. It didn’t really matter—though to her it did.

She refined her plans. Quickly. Because she was sure he was second guessing his plan. “How ‘bout we go to your… place? Eat, and pretend to watch a movie?” Caden said pretend, not because she was trying to flirt, but because last trip to his apartment was spent in kissing, they barely even talked. The way she phrased it made her blush, though, surely someone heard.

"She had been one of the ‘little people’—one of the kids who hovered on the edges, neither liked nor disliked, but mostly not noticed."  - Bella.

connor-dunbrake:

So, uhm, yeah… What are you up to anyway?

The usual…

NYU | Caden 

lucas-paresky:

Guest speaker, Lucas Paresky. Well that was an interesting role to fill, he thought to himself. He had been invited to be a guest speaker for a few of the architectural classes. It was entertaining and he felt, or at least he hoped, that he had made a connection to at least some of the students in the lecture halls. Now it four hours later and he didn’t know what to do. Did he just go home or did he explore the campus? 

It was a nice day in New York though. It was hardly snowing and it wasn’t too cold. Oh why not, he thought, I’ll just walk around for a bit. 

He had wanted to see the library. Now if only he could figure out where it was located. He looked around the campus, maybe he could ask someone for help, but who? Most of them looked busy, he didn’t think it’d be polite of him to interrupt what they were doing. However, he did notice one girl that didn’t seem busy, or at least Lucas hoped she wasn’t since he was going to ask her for help. 

“Excuse me, Miss,” he said, tapping the girl on the shoulder. “Do you mind helping me out for a second?” 

Caden had just gotten out of her creative writing class, the lecture the teacher had given today fairly boring. She didn’t mind much. She had stayed in the classroom a little longer than nessicary, anyway. It was cold out—and she was just as unprepared as always. Even though she probably more bundled up than most of her classmates. She wasn’t used to the cold, that was that.

The little bits of snow couldn’t hurt her. She needed to get over her irrational fear of everything she could relate to the cold—and frostbite, her mind jumped to. It’s not like she was stuck in the middle of a avalanche or anything. In the middle of her lecturing herself—about not picking a warmmer state to leave Florida for, mostly—a man came and asked her for a favor. Caden had to remind herself she didn’t live in The Lovely Bones.

“May I ask what you need help with?” She hoped her eyebrow didn’t quirk up. It wasn’t supposed to. If it did—she assumed—that he would think she was challenging him.

connor-dunbrake:

I believe it.

‘Course you do.

Movie Night | Caden & Kathy 

kathy-malhoney:

Kathy saw that the person next to her wasn’t in the mood to talk but she persisted. She knew the girl was familiar. She just couldn’t pinpoint where she met her or even just took a glimpse of her. She didn’t want to seem like she was just making conversation just because the movie hasn’t started yet.

“I’m Kathy, by the way.” She said, still whispering. It was a loud whisper, though because more and more people are coming in and they were making too much noise that you couldn’t hear the whispers. She took a sip of her soda and continued to smile warmly at the girl beside her.

Caden wasn’t annoyed at the girl.  Not really.  Maybe a little.  A very little. The only way Caden could justify her not speaking to “Kathy”—and only to herself, because it wouldn’t make sense to anyone else—was that she’d didn’t like talking to strangers, even slightly familiar ones, and she wasn’t supposed to, her mom said so.

But Caden supposed she could be polite. At least until the previews started. Maybe, the girl, Kathy, she reminded herself, was lonely, or something of the sort. She took a sip of her soda. Wished she could click her heals three times say “there’s no place like my dorm” and be back there. Instead, though, she uttered “Caden,” to—Kathy. Her eyes still trained on the screen. She hadn’t even looked at the girl.

Headfirst For Halos | My Chemical Romance