Girls Chase Boys

[Rowan Booker]

Maybe it was because Rowan found it like a theme song, or maybe because it was upbeat and easy to listen to, either way Rowan was obsessed with the song. It just fit him so well and was the only thing that he could listen to anymore without feeling like he was going to be sick. Everything had been going down hill lately. Literally everything he could think of turning to shit in front of him. Beatrice was...different. She was trying to be her own person and though he understood it, it was still difficult to watch. She wasn't his little Beat-box anymore and he didn't know how to handle it.

Lucy was still there, as he knew she would be, but they'd both become busy with their own things and he didn't blame her for that. He mostly blamed himself for it. Callie he saw through dance, Sammy was doing her own thing. Everyone was going their own way, and Rowan was stuck in the same slump that he'd been in since his junior year. He didn't want to graduate. He didn't care about his future. He was headed nowhere.

Honestly, he wouldn't have been quite so moody if it wasn't for the most recent split up. Alex had drifted away from him and things had gone unfixed between them. There was no mending the fuck up that he'd caused at the Halloween dance. Rowan couldn't quite blame Alex for it, he was young, had a lot to look forward to and he deserved someone that wasn't stuck in a rut. Rowan wanted the best for his first boyfriend. He would do better things without Rowan dragging him down. But that didn't make it hurt any less. It probably made things worse. He didn't quite know how he was going to get over it.

He hadn't even told Lucy yet.

Sitting out in the courtyard, sitting against a tree, he closed his eyes and just listened Ingrid Michaelson sing about equal love.

[Olivia Baker]

It'd been a while since Liv went outside without the intention of getting drunk or finding other trouble. Had she lost sight of herself in the past two months? Yes. But this entire year full of self discovery and chasing herself, whoever that was, seemed to be coming to an end, or at least a break because she was so tired. She needed a break from herself and her demons.

The air outside was surprisingly warm and it was the first day that she was able to be in the sunshine without a coat since last fall. It was a nice change. The air smelt faintly of honeysuckles reminding her of the honeysuckles that her mother used to grow every summer on the rooftop to her apartment in manhattan. Her and her brothers used to sneak up there during warm nights to suck the nectar clean from the plant. She smiled at the memory as the faint sound of a familiar song made its way into her ears.

The brunette looked up to see where the tune was coming from, spotting a familiar face who looked less like himself than usual. Wordlessly, she sat next to him and rested her head against his shoulder before humming along to the music, closing her eyes letting it take her away until the song came to an end.

"Hey Row."

[Rowan Booker]

Rowan could only faintly hear the footsteps that were passing through the courtyard. It was nothing to pay much attention to. After all, everyone traveled through the courtyard at some point throughout the day. Wasn't like he owned the place or anything. He just kept his eyes closed, took a deep breath and let it out, trying to remain in at least a less than depressed mood. It was easier said than done. 'I've got two hands, one beating heart. I'm gonna be alright,' the woman sang. And he would be. He would be alright.

Just not today.

When the footsteps neared, his eyes twitched, almost opening, but not quite. The figure, whoever they were, sat beside him and he felt a female head resting on his shoulder. Automatically he knew it wasn't Beatrice or Lucy. Neither of them would have done something like that. Callie or Sammy was more likely, but he knew Callie was busy and Sammy was probably still in class. So that left a few random people that he'd come across before. One potentially being Sawyer, but she didn't seem the type.

It wasn't until he was greeted that he recognized who it was. Miss Baker. His eyes opened slowly and he glanced down at her head on his shoulder. Something told him she wasn't the type to do this often either. Something must have been up with her the way that it was with him. But wait...wasn't she hooking up with Reece? She could have gone to bug him couldn't she? "Hey there, beautiful. What's up?" He asked with slight concern in his tone.

Rowan Booker was probably his kindest when he was feeling incredibly vulnerable like he happened to be now. And that typically caused trouble for him.