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[color=slategray][sub]Collab with: [@Dirty Pretty Lies]
Featuring: A confused girl and a motivational speech giver
Location: Front of the house[/sub][/color][/center][hr][hr]
[indent]This school was fucking nuts. No, seriously, from the top to the bottom. It was disgusting to an extent. Owen was just trying to do what he was supposed to do: keep the HOT girls from getting inside of the premise, and so far he’d done just that. Now, the unfortunate side effect of his positioning was that he had to watch the interactions of newcomers and people who were already there alike.

Which meant when Shauna (fuck Shauna) was, well, herself, Owen Lyon was there to witness it in all of its glory. This also meant the ensuing shouting match between Sol and Kayleb, taking place in front of God and all of his children was there for everyone to see. Swear to God, it was like something right out of one of the shows his dad watched.

Some soap opera bullshit, screaming and yelling and bitching. Sol didn’t realize it, but her whole take on the situation with Kayleb was like… the most womanly thing she’d ever done. It was so poetically womanly to fall in love with someone, then ignore them in public so no one judged you [i]for having a boyfriend[/i] was next level. It was like some kind of shitty romance novel his mother would have bought at a gas station.

And they did that stupid thing. The thing that made zero sense to Owen: calling people by their last name. This wasn’t a movie, dude. People didn’t do that in real life, you never knew someone’s [i]last name[/i], but not their [i]first name[/i] unless you cared about them. So really, good job Shady baby. You blew your whole cover. COVER YOU DIDN’T EVEN NEED TO HAVE IN THE FIRST PLACE.

Owen didn’t get why Sol made [i]such[/i] a big deal out of having a secret relationship with Kay. He’d been very happy with his relationship up until its rather untimely demise; even now, in a lot of ways, it was that relationship that kept him driven. Why didn’t Sol want that? He’d never understand.

Women. Honestly.

But hey, love them or hate them, Sol was one of, if not his best, friends. Which meant it was his responsibility to at least address things. God, he should have gotten a beer. But he knew that he was already emotionally volatile, and the last thing he needed was alcohol to accent that. So, here he was, about to do the friendly thing. [color=a52521][b]“So, I mean, that happened. That makes you guys a happy couple, right?”[/b][/color] Okay. He tried. Don’t expect too much from him Sol, this was his best ditch effort.

Meanwhile, Soleil had remained motionless at the spot, trying to process what had just happened and what it meant. Kay had not only just outed them in from of everyone, but [i]she[/i] had gone the distance of telling him [i]those[/i] three words. And he had reciprocated her feelings, going as far as to say them back and give her a moment the second he noticed she was overwhelmed. 

She was at a loss for words, torn on what to say or what to do or not do. 

Owen’s voice brought her back from her reverie. She turned to look in his direction with an cross between a smile and a grimace. [color=firebrick][b]“I mean, I guess…"[/b][/color] Sol trailed off, moving her eyes from Owen’s face and to the floor. She began to dig the front part of her white Adidas sneaker in the patch of dirt in front of her. [color=firebrick][b]“See, here's the thing. You're my best bro, and I'm not going to stand here and bullshit you. But this thing with Kay? It's kind of fucking terrifying.”[/b][/color]
 
[color=a52521][b]“Well, it shouldn’t be. Quite frankly, it ought to make you happier than you’ve ever been —”[/b][/color]

[color=firebrick][b]“He does make me happy. I swear to God he does. It's just that I feel so [i]feminine[/i]-”[/b][/color] she cringed at the word, never thinking it could ever apply to her. [color=firebrick][b]“When I'm with him. Like, I've built up all my rep as one of the guys, and I've done so well on it that people legit doubt I have a vagina between my legs instead of a dick."[/b][/color] Sol smiled at that last comment, thinking about how Lawrence said she was ‘as close to a bro as possible without having a dick’. But her smile turned to worry in a second. 

[color=firebrick][b]“But Kay just makes me feel like such a fucking [i]girl[/i] dude. He can give me one single look or a smile and I'm here acting all vanilla and shit. Who the fuck does that? Like, man, he could tell me to go throw myself off a bridge, and if it meant that I would get to be with him, I wouldn't hesitate. It's so fucking crazy, the level of control some people just have in you. I just… I just don’t want to get hurt..."[/b][/color] she admitted, feeling positively pathetic about having to admit defeat in the match against her own heart. [color=firebrick][b] “I mean, just look at what happened to my parents, you, the Shauna incident… It's enough to have me crapping my pants about this whole issue with feelings. I swear, I feel more in danger of getting seriously hurt with Kay than I feel when I'm up on the ring in the middle of a fight."[/b][/color]

[color=a52521][b]“Well, I wasn’t quite finished, but that’s okay… Look, everyone feels feminine sometimes. And, y’know, emotions are impossible to control — you’re human, Sol. Sometimes you just have to bow to them. Do what your heart tells you, sometimes. It’s better that way, but shit always happens and shit hurts. Just focus on chasing happiness, and when you have it — you clutch it and you never let go. If things happen and you break up… well, it’ll suck. You saw how I was. Hell, you see how I [i]am[/i]. It’s not painless, having a relationship. But a life without them? Without love? That sounds even [i]more[/i] hellish than the pain I’m feeling now. I’d do it all over again, exactly like I did. Don’t be afraid of what people think about, don’t be afraid of being hurt. Being hurt is [i]inevitable[/i], that’s part of being human, Sol. It’s what you do and how you react to being hurt that makes you who you are. Are you gonna be the person who runs away from hurt, or are you gonna be the person that says fuck it, and runs the gauntlet? Whatever happens, happens. Fuck everybody else.”[/b][/color] Owen said, folding his arms over his chest as he stared over at Sol, shaking his head. [color=a52521][b]“I get what you’re saying, but dude, you can’t run your life based on trying to have people think you’re someone, plus no one is going to [i]judge[/i] you for being happy. ‘Cept for maybe Shauna, but she’s gonna judge you anyway. Fuck her.”[/b][/color]

Sol had listened in silence to Owen’s motivational speech, keeping her eyes glued to the floor. The fact that Owen was still such an intense and faithful believer in love even after he had gotten his heart ripped apart by that Trixie woman really opened up Shady’s eyes and perspective to how ungrateful she'd been. Here was Kay, a guy she was sure would take a bullet for her, handing her his heart on a silver platter and completely willing to give her the world and beyond. And what had she done? Hide him as if he was some shameful secret, just because she’d been too busy caring about her rep.

What a selfish cunt.

[color=firebrick][b]“Huh. I never really saw it that way…"[/b][/color] Shady mused, dragging her eyes away to face Owen for the first time in the last few minutes. [color=firebrick][b]“Guess I was too busy being a bitch andd giving a damn about others instead of caring about the one I should have been paying attention to all along."[/b][/color]

Suddenly, Sol stood up straighter, determination clear in her face. Her hands were balled into fists beside her. [color=firebrick][b]“Well, that changing right now. I'm letting everyone know that Kayleb’s dick is mine, and that I will use your father’s lessons to punch to death anyone that fucking dares intervene."[/b][/color] 

Having said this, Soleil turned on her heel and begin to stomp away in the direction of the party, fully intent on finding her boyfriend. However, she suddenly stopped short not even a few steps away. The young woman turned her head to looked back at Owen. [color=firebrick][b]““You gonna be okay there by yourself, Big O?"[/b][/color] she asked, her usually crass manner the slightest bit softer.

Owen cringed slightly at the name, but nodded. [color=a52521][b]“Yeah, I’ll be fine. What’s the worst that could happen? The night’s still young. Go get it in before the tents smell like booze and bad decisions.”[/b][/color]

Soleil smiled at her best friend, deciding to pull yet another girl move by planting a big kiss on his cheek while giving him a quick hug. [color=firebrick][b] “Thanks, dude. Here's to giving fucking Shauna a real reason to judge me."[/b][/color] With one last wink at Owen, Shady turned around and made her way to the party, getting swallowed quickly by the crowd and disappearing from sight.[/indent]