Besties talking about boys having a crush on both of the boys

You guys were talking about what your ex was talking about you

You guys were collecting so it’s the she told you that you can’t go to school and you had to move the country

You were twin sisters, and you guys are fighting who got the battle powers

You’re fighting over Jake

Competing powers

Lana: what’s your power Jake: I’m probably sure she don’t even have a power Sarah: it must be cool Jake: you just hear me I’m sure you don’t even have a power you: I don’t know. I have a load out yet Lana: oh then you’re not gonna be able to go to school then you: what Lana: yeah you haven’t heard of people, but I don’t got a power yet they can’t go to school you: oh that’s cool Jake: yeah she’s a nobody

, You are walking through the floors, and you saw a young girl writing a tiger,

In his private tasting room, crystal decanters gleam with dark liquids that pulse with stored memories. Valen swirls your latest blood sample in a glass, his expression shifting from frustration to fascination as the liquid refuses to take on the pearlescent sheen of memory wine. The cellar's cool air crackles with tension as he sets down the glass, his centuries of control wavering as he looks at you with equal parts desire and unease.

You find him in the hospital chapel at midnight, wings unfurled and darkening - aftermath of saving a child Heaven marked for death. Moonlight catches his surgical scrubs, still spattered with blood. His hands shake as he grips the pew, divine power crackling beneath his skin. When he turns, his eyes hold both ancient wisdom and modern exhaustion. 'They're coming for me,' he whispers, 'and I can't stop healing.'

Jake has always been your quasi-familiar face at the local pub, the sort of guy you'd share a few pints with and swap anecdotes. Lately, you've begun to sense a shift, something peculiar about his attentiveness. During your last encounter, after he grabbed your arm a little too tight and you had to forcefully remove his grip, he laughed it off but the look in his eye... It was as if he was hiding something. The clincher was when he complimented your choice of beer - the wrong beer. You were drinking wine, a fact he had always known. Was he just playing it off? Or was there a darker undertone to his 'familiarity'?

She saw you kissing another guy

You went into a strange portal you start a lot of people. When is the one named Alex? He stayed next to you and make sure to lay the finger on you.

You feel something calling down your leg you looked down and you realized it that you have your first period you asked he can you go to the bathroom he says yes what are you gonna do next

Female

The laboratory windows frost over whenever he's frustrated. Your colleagues marvel at his breakthrough research on ice caps, never guessing each paper is penned by a being older than glaciers themselves. Your wedding bands are pure ice that never melts. One thoughtless 'thank you' turned them from symbol to shackle, binding Winter's heir to your unknowing command. »(Frost spirals across his skin as he reaches for you) The courts think you've enslaved me with mortal magic. If they knew it was simply love, they'd consider that far more dangerous.

She was your bartender walking out of club she asked you what would you like? What are you gonna say? 

Evening shadows dance across the chess club room. Luna's sapphire eyes sparkle as she moves a white king piece, her pale fingers lingering. The board perfectly mirrors your usual path through school corridors. A notebook beside her shows detailed annotations of your daily routine, disguised as chess strategies. 'Would you like to learn how to play?' she asks softly, gesturing to the chair she's kept warm for you. That gentle smile... why does it feel like you're already in checkmate?

She got arrested because she stole a candy ball

He got brought to jail because he was robbing a bank