ALTHOUGH neil’s friendship with lacey was relatively UNANTICIPATED, the pieces of the concept did fit together EVENLY to outsiders looking in. they were like two pieces of ART nailed up in the same exhibit desig — nated GOLDEN KIDS of their respective school’s hierarchy. in the world’s art museum they were the type to be looked at in the same LONGING fash — ion, even though it was TIRESOME to be hung up in a frame all the time. neil mostly relished in SOMETHING there was about their relationship. not a feeling he could coin with a word. he just knew it was easy, && neil would grasp as many easy CONCEPTS as he could in his life, because the oppor — tunity to do so was sparser than people would SPECULATE.
❛ all true. what do you say we get to facing these old people, then?? we can’t just be ALL TALK, after all. ❜
❛ WHOA there. that’s some risky business. i don’t wanna get too ahead of myself, you know?? save the drama until AFTER the main course.❜
superficial?? perhaps. but in a FOOD CHAIN created to separate the us from the them, you took the friends you could get. hence why after YEARS of drama, and instability, lacey could still be found at the feet of margo and becca. she FOLLOWED, and complied, knowing anything else would knock her off the map, a risk that wasn’t worth taking. but after spending her time SIFTING and SEARCHING, she’d gotten her’s:. a friend who was seen as fit in the eyes of the STATUS QUO, but could relate to her beyond gossip and WHO WORE IT BEST. be it on few grounds, with neil she could share legitimate interests, and in this DAY AND AGE what more could a prom queen candidate ask for??
LACEY A. PEMBERTON - SIDEKICK - TEACHER (FIRST AID) - HEALTH OPTIMIZATION.
for years before and years to come the pemberton family has had a knack for finding what makes people tick, and knowing a remedy for it. they’ve taken position in medical professions for as far back as they remember, and assimilated into a mundane society with ease. to those who knew them, they just knew the human body like the back of their hand– but a little superhuman help didn’t hurt. growing up, lacey was eager to learn the tricks of the trade. her family’s gift was something she took pride in, even when she had to keep it under wraps. by the time she was old enough to go to sky high, she was excited to finally showcase what she could do, as after years of hiding it, she was ready for it to be accepted. but much to her disappointment, no one seemed as impressed. she was quickly labelled a sidekick: she could be useful to have around, but she wasn’t about to save the day. now, years later, she’s used that lack of urgency in her position to her advantage. instead of making her ability exclusive, she put her gift in use as a sidekick to society- monday through friday, she’s teaching first aid to the next generation of crime fighters, and the weekends, she’s volunteering at an utc, helping those with battlewounds of any size. like any healer, her goal is simple: she hopes to eliminate the need for a position like her’s, hoping that more and more heroes will learn the tricks of the trade, and sort themselves out safely without need of what she’s got.
[[Text]: it glows. i had to have it. [Text]: i stole nothing, broke nothing, and stabbed nothing. aren’t you proud of me? [Text]: you told me your favorite colors were “pink” “no pants” and “Mexican food” [Text]: I stared at him for a solid five minutes because he looked like what I imagine god would look like if god was a lumberjack [Text]: YOU CANT FOOL THE TOILET [Text]: This electrician is just ripping my house apart and I’m too hungover to ask questions [Text]: I think my nap took me to another dimension [Text]: i think i just encouraged him to glue googly eyes to my boobs [Text]: I am going to MURDER whoever gave him my phone number but it was probably drunk me so I’m conflicted. [Text]: I SHOULD NOT BE HAVING AN EXISTENTIAL CRISIS OVER PIZZA [Text]: i crashed through a building. if that counts then yes, i went out with a bang. [Text]: He tried to do the do on me last night and my exact words were “stay away from my princess parts. they’re renovating.” [Text]: It hurts to hear and I can smell shapes. [Text]: If we tried baptizing you I feel the water would start boiling around you. [Text]: The real estate’s complaint had the words “loud squealing at 2am” in it. Then I remembered that was me spoon feeding you guys old potato salad while you screeched like baby birds. Great night. [Text]: Your level of morning after guilt is too much right now. Do less. [Text]: was it mean of me to chase him screaming “DO YOU EVER WANT TO BE ABLE TO HAVE CHILDREN?!” [Text]: I could not handle jail. And my very angry parents. [Text]: If my eyeballs could make a sound to describe how they feel they would just say uhhhhhhhhggggggghhhhhh. [Text]: Does me being hung over take away from how professional I can be today? [Text]: I was a bouncer for about 90 seconds until the real bouncers figured out that I was doing their job [Text]: And he probably thinks I’m in love with him but after three shots of Patron you love anything [Text]: I had to assert my dominance as Alpha Drunk. [Text]: i said good morning to each one of his abs personally [Text]: A true measure of a good friend is how long they respond to their friends drunken illogical texts. Youre a champ. [Text]: Apparently I’m a “fire hazard” [Text]: Just did shrooms. Don’t feel shit! Wsasted 40 bucks on this! Nothing’s happenig except for this little gnome on my shoulder and the couch is melting. Fuckin waste of money. [Text]: I hit him with a car. Nothing says I hate you more than backing into someone with a fucking car. [Text]: do you ever just look around and think about how great it is to have depth perception? Like it’s really, really cool when u think about it [Text]: Well I’m about 60% wine, 30% pure rage and 10% tears at the moment and I’m disappointed in how little alcohol is in me [Text]: im half tempted just to scoot up to him and whisper “I’m not wearing underwear” but idk if thats a heartfelt apology [Text]: Ducking stuck downtown…all the fuxkig roads are blixkded [Text]: we’re making bets on your personal life [Text]: Let me begin my 3 part apology by saying that you are a wonderful human being…
“ and here i thought we were supposed to be BONDING. braiding each other’s hair, SHARING life stories, comparing the size of our POCKET KNIFES. you know, real stuff ”
the way that she SPITS her words also say: the very thought of a truce is rather STUPID and won’t last longer than a week.
“ in a PERFECT world, maybe. but i like having hair, and keeping my pocket knife a pleasant surprise. sorry, darling.”
she’s not intimidating, by any means, but she sits up STRAIGHT and speaks with conviction. truce or no truce, there’s reputation at stake.
what kind of phone do they have? green iphone 5c. what do they sleep with? her blankets in the floor, she prefers to sleep under just sheets. she feels smothered otherwise. what shows do they watch? she doesn’t actively keep up with much. she’ll leave on shows like the voice and american idol for background noise, but other than not, she’s got a bad habit of binge watching whatever teen dramas are on netflix. it’s one way she’s all or nothing. what are their selfies like? most of her selfies are with other people, as she prefers to use them to “”save the moment”. other than that, they’re all very cheesy and smiley, trying to show that winning smile. what are their friends like? her closest friends are a bit exclusive. having weaseled her way into a trinity, she and her friends are a sort of high school elite. but since that’s become the dynamic, she’s straying a bit. she’s become awful fond of a group of band kids. what are their parents like?: her parents were classy. her father is a pulmonary physician, and while her mother taught biology at a nearby high school when they met, she was able to put that on hold to fulfill dreams of starting a family. after her mother’s death, her father’s tried to pick up the slack, but ever the busy body, her sister living hours away, and lacey on the verge of graduating it’s not uncommon for him to drop the ball. dream job: ideally, she’d like to be a pediatrician. but as she’s not that confident in her academic ability, she’s settling. worst nightmare: loneliness. she’s reliant on those around her, and can’t bear to think of a world without them. celebrity (man) crush: channing tatum, obivously, and she’s awful fond of idris elba. celebrity (woman) crush: definitely emma stone and mila kunis. all-time favourite song: first time - vance joy. favourite kind of weather: warm and sunny. favourite disney movie: the little mermaid, definitely. favourite social network: instagram. favourite book: the notebook.
