Jun. 17th, 2012

[identity profile] elliehummerson.livejournal.com
Who? [livejournal.com profile] justbeingaqueen and [livejournal.com profile] elliehummerson
What? Revelations
When? Thursday afternoon, after Glee
Where? The Hummel-Anderson home

Ellie came home right after Glee in a relatively bad mood. Not an angry mood so much as a concerned one when Benny Puckerman hadn't showed up for Glee, which would've been bad enough if she didn't already have a lot on her mind. She'd gotten home from school and immediately changed into her favorite pajamas with Mushu from Mulan on them. For all the fashion sense coming at her from one of her dads, when it came to pajamas? She was her daddy's daughter through and through.

She was sitting cross-legged on her bed, laptop and a bunch of printouts spread out in front of her as she tried to focus on her project. It was a pretty intense project for her English class, a final exam grade, and a huge presentation, but she just couldn't get past one bit of information she'd found in her research, and her head was spinning a little with the knowledge she'd found.

As hard as she tried to focus, she was really struggling, a conversation she knew she needed to have kept coming to the forefront while actually working on her project was falling by the wayside. After about 45 minutes of seriously trying to force her personal connection to the whole thing aside until she finished, Ellie realized that was all in vain, and set aside her pen, picking up one very old article she'd printed from the New York Times archive at school. Reading over the headline for the millionth time, though she'd memorized it by now, she tucked the paper under her arm and padded barefoot down the hallway to her dad's studio. Knocking lightly, she called out in a soft voice, "Dad, it's me. Can I come in?"
[identity profile] bennypuckerman.livejournal.com
Who: [livejournal.com profile] jewhawk and [livejournal.com profile] bennypuckerman
What: Attempted discipline
Where: Puckerman Home, Upper East Side
When: Thursday afternoon

Benny ditched his last class of the day of the school day, which really, really wasn't like him considering it was a Glee day after class. He loved music and he loved Glee and he never missed. Plus, he had only ever ditched school once before with Darius and Brendan, and their moms had reefed them such a firm new one none of the teen boys wanted to tempt fate ever again. He just couldn't help it because his head was thumping and he felt like crap. He was sure if he had to sit through Chemistry, he would barf on someone.

So, he ditched and walked the few blocks from school home, figuring that no one would be home anyway. His kid sister would still be at school and both folks at work. He could just go home and lie down for a bit, and no one would be any the wiser. Still, it probably wasn't the best move considering he had been caught smoking by Miss Schuester earlier in the week. Nothing had come of it, so maybe she decided her warning was enough. He didn't like it anyway, and told her that. It tasted awful and made him feel gross, plus he couldn't catch his breath. Why anyone did that by choice was beyond him.

He dumped his school bag inside the front door by the coat rack, kicked his shoe off messily and then went straight up the hall to his room to flop face first down on his bed. Oh god, it was heaven. Sometimes, bed was just awesome.
[identity profile] twin2gabe.livejournal.com
Who: [livejournal.com profile] warble_on_jeff and [livejournal.com profile] twin2gabe
What: The downside of being a twin
Where: Hinton-Matheson Home, NYC
When: Thursday afternoon, after Glee

When Vince made it home from school, he was in a bad mood. It was late, and he was annoyed, and it wasn't like him to be throwing his bag around roughly, slamming doors or stomping his feet up the polished boards of the family home... but he was. He didn't even go looking to see if anyone was home to greet them like he normally would, he just went into the living room, flopped on sofa and grabbed the remote to turn the TV on. He started to blindly channel surf, not even taking even notice of what was being shown on the screen or making any attempt to pick something.

He tossed the remote aside and grabbed a pillow to hug it, nose scrunching up a little. Vince had gone to get a burger with Darius and Brendan, but Gabe couldn't go, could he? He was too busy being stuck in detention after Glee for an hour and a half, and for something he didn't even do. Sometimes, he hated being such a pushover and being a kid really sucked. Instead of watching TV, he proceeded to just sit there and scowl at it. That would make the world feel better.
[identity profile] gotstarpower.livejournal.com
Anyone else's offspring making them feel like they wanna turn to the bottle lately? How do y'all with more than one do it?
[identity profile] theundapperone.livejournal.com
Why do they always want to bounce off the walls the afternoon you really just want to take a nap?

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