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thatrcooper@ehonauta so I have been obsessed with modern Amelia/Pilar all day. Because you need them both to be adults, right? But Amelia is very much sexually and romantically innocent. And then I thought, well, college AU. Because obv. But then I worried that was a Check Please influence. Which is random, but I hate my job and my mind wanders sometimes.
Anyway. So. like. Amelia is totally friends with Wicklow and they are nerd hackery types in the AV Club or something. And she wears heavy t-shirts and layers of flannel and short hair and backwards baseball caps unless she is working out or playing softball or something, because she is at school on a sports scholarship, and working out is something that calms her–as long as no one else is around. She came from somehow… maybe not small town… but small enough, with a family that never understood her at all, and she’s been hoping college would be different. She’s a sophomore now, and it’s about the same, although she’s made friends.
She sees things. She wants to experiment and try things, but she’s so self conscious about everything, how she looks and dresses, the fact that shes never even been kissed, that she gets defensive and pissy. Which at least Wicklow never seems to mind.
Only then there is Pilar.
Pilar. Who haaas to be a senior now (although she was a junior the year before, obviously) and she’s curvy and gorgeous and beautiful, and has long black hair that curls against her shoulder when she wears it in a casual ponytail while she does laundry. She plays sports too, women’s lacrosse maybe? And she is known for being brutal when she needs to be. She’s older, and even in a sweatshirt she looks amazing, and when she dresses up Amelia feels like the lowest piece of scum ever to walk the earth.
Somehow, for reasons Amelia doesn’t fully know, Pilar is friends with Wicklow. Not just friends, like best friends. So she is around ALL THE TIME when Amelia is with him, and Amelia hates and loves it, but mostly hates, because she can never think of what to say or where to look, or if she’s staring too much. Her heart beats like crazy, and she gets it. She does. She got it in high school even if she could never say it out loud, but being around Pilar makes her *understand* better than anything else.
Which makes her even more nervous. She’s all nerves and worry and hoping she isn’t too obvious. Some days she thinks she is, she has to be, and those days are terrible, because she wants to hide away in shame. Other days she realizes Pilar would never notice someone like her–virginal, ridiculous, confused about everything–and feels both sad and grateful.
oooh I know you hate Anthony, but really, if this were a novel, I would have jock!Anthony coming into the gym late at night during her alone time workouts, and her being pissed, and them going from ignoring each other, to snarking, to weird friends. Jock!Anthony giving her bro advice!
Anyway. And then. And then I think there should be a drunken party. Hmmmm
Anthony, because of course Anthony meets Wicklow and they hate each other and yet get along like a house on fire because Anthony acts all dumb joke, but he is secret genius, and devious, and has trust issues, so he’s right up Wicklow’s alley. (OH. You know, Wicklow hasn’t met Rhoades yet or least doesn’t really know him, and just has drunken angry hookups whenever he feels the need for sex, but…. anyway. Idea to explore later.) Anthony invites them to some party, and it’s a giant party involving like, several frat houses, and they go because they are nerds, but free booze, right? Even though the frat guys make Amelia a little nervous and make her feel extra out of place. But these aren’t the rowdier houses and the party spills over into smaller drunken gatherings at the house nearby. And Amelia has like… well a lot of beer. And some shots. And I guess her ability to do shots lands her the drunken friendship of some frat guys, And they take her hat, but they give her like, a plastic lei, with a shot glass attached to it. And also a classy pin that says “I like to eat out”, which makes Wicklow make a face and Anthony laugh hysterically.
Then they should drink some more and walk to the next house, while debating going home. Wicklow keeps mentioning some donor to the department or rich guy on some committee who keeps visiting him, and Anthony is STILL drinking somehow, right in the street, until he texts someone and disappears for some drunken booty call. Amelia wishes it was that easy.
They go to the next part, and the house is nicer, and Pilar is there, holding a drink, but not visibly drunk, and Amelia wants her so much. The alcohol can hold her nerves at bay. And she completely forgets that she is wearing that pin, or the lei around her neck, because she is drinking and warm, and Pilar is looking at her and listening to her.
What is she saying? She has no idea what she is saying, but Pilar is smiling this faint, fond little smile, and she’s so beautiful. Amelia is probably staring. Is she staring? And Pilar says something again, something that sounds low, and quiet, and just for them. But the party is loud, so Amelia just smiles back at her, and then Pilar’s hand is on her lei, and Pilar is twisting it so that Amelia has no choice but to come in closer, and tilt her head down, and then Pilar is kissing her.
