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A dream is a wish your heart makes

when you're fast asleep. I

n dreams you will lose your heartaches.

Whatever you wish for, you keep.

Have faith in your dreams, and someday,

your rainbow will come smiling through.

No matter how your heart is grieving,

if you keep on believing,

the dream that you wish will come true.

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Plot:

Muse A is a senior in high school, ready to get out of the suffocating city of Castlebrook, Georgia.

They've lived here all their life, but since their mother and father were killed in a freak accident when Muse A was young,

it just hasn't felt like home. Suddenly people are looking at you differently... if they're looking at you at all. To make it all worse,

Muse A's home life sucks too. Their adoptive mother, who happens to be Muse A's mother's sister

is a world class witch and is willing to stop at nothing to get her own

children ahead in life. Knowing that Muse A has potential to break away from this place and leave it forever, the adoptive mother

does everything in her power to make their life a living hell.

Muse B, on the other hand, has everything they want. They're talented, attractive, popular, and perfect. Life's great! Or at least that's how it looks.

The two constantly meet around school, though they never have conversations lasting more than a few minutes

because of some interruptions. They really start getting to know each other and even share a few moments here and there when Muse A starts working for

Muse B's family, cleaning their house and taking care of the property.

Eventually the annual Halloween Howler Dance rolls around and Muse B is planning to attend with one of Muse A's siblings.

With everyone in costumes, Muse A thinks that this is finally their chance to get closer to Muse B.

This, of course, proves more difficult with Muse A's family in the picture, but could the two ultimately defy all odds?

Worlds collide and lives change forever. Sound familiar? Cause it's a tale as old as time.

Characters:

Muse A

➳ Jonas Isaiah Wilde

➳ 19 years old

➳ Quiet, funny, sarcastic, sweet, subtly rebellious, hopeless romantic

➳ His left arm from the top of his shoulder to just above his wrist is sleeved with tattoos,

The sleeve consists of an intricately designed clock face set at the time 2:30, surrounded by roses

as well as wings and feathers. Starting at his shoulder there is a Mexican skull that takes up a good bit of his upper arm,

just one more thing to make his stepmother hate him but a way he can keep a bit of his individuality as well.

➳ Also has a tattoo on his ribs of a heart beat and a small tattoo at the base of his left wrist that simply says "click" with

a small camera next to it for his love of photography

➳ Works odd jobs around town to take care of himself

➳ Has two step brothers, James and Rodney who constantly make his life miserable

➳ Is actually an incredible singer/songwriter

➳ Enjoys photography

➳ Has a mysterious scar on the back of his right hand that stretches from his middle knuckle to his wrist before fading off.

➳ Doesn't have many friends due to the cruelty of his "brothers" and the power they possess over the school

➳ Likes to explore and spend as much time away from home as possible

➳ FC: Brenton Thwaites

Rules:

➳ Be active (at least one post a day)

➳ If something's going on and you're going to be inactive, let me know

➳ Be mature (don't break site rules, but this is a romantic thread)

➳ You get to choose if you want to write a girl or a guy

➳ Use good grammar and spelling

➳ Be advanced (2+ good paragraphs with 4+ good sentences each.)

➳ Post a picture, age, and short description of your character as your sign up (look at my characters for example)

➳ Don't track and never respond

➳ You can powerplay (if I don't want what you write to happen, I'll write around it)

➳ Be creative

➳ If you have any questions/comments/suggestions, just ask me

➳ Have fun

Hey! So sorry, but would you be okay if we do a GxB roleplay? I'm no good at all at same sex partners and I can definitely write the girl if you're more comfortable with that. If not, that's fine too! So sorry for the confusion - I didn't communicate that very well ~

*:･ﾟ✧ ♛ Jonas Amadeus Wilde

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No worries at all! It'll be a learning experience :)

Also, sorry this post is super long! I promise they won't all be this crazy ~

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Click!

Jonas loved mornings. Looking down at the camera in his hands, he smiled to himself. The property he lived on with his cousins and his aunt was huge and there was a lake in the woods that was perfect for taking pictures of the sunrise. No one else in his house got up before the sun was in the sky, making this the perfect time for the young man to get some time alone. Mornings like these proved to be the best medicine for a kid like Jonas. Without this little escape, he wasn’t sure how he would make it through the day.

Somewhere in the distance, a bell echoed across the property. Aunt Hodge was awake and it was time for Jonas to get to work. Turning away from the lake to walk back towards the house, the young man froze in his tracks as a huge stag raised its head in curiosity. The animals here had gotten over being afraid of him, so as he raised his camera to snap a few pictures, the deer made no attempt to flee. In fact, it even looked like it might’ve been posing for him. He could have stayed out there forever, in the company of the animals and nature, but when he heard the distant ringing of the bell again, he knew he had to go. Saying a quiet thank you to the buck, he carefully skirted around the creature, sure to give it a wide berth, before taking off towards the house.

By the time he reached the house again, Jonas was a bit winded. He stopped at the small shed-like house that had been erected in the yard for him to live in. Aunt Hodge hated spending money on him, but this had been a mutually beneficial arrangement that kept Jonas out of the house when he was unwanted. Grabbing his backpack and doing a quick once-over of his appearance, he shrugged. The mornings had been colder lately, with the promise of warming up only slightly by the end of the day. For his outing, Jonas had dressed in a pair of faded jeans and a plain, dark grey sweater over a white t-shirt. It wasn’t fancy, but it would have to do.

The bell rang one last time before the young man burst into the kitchen, looking winded and a bit unkempt. Immediately the old woman holding the bell frowned at him, her nose wrinkling up with judgement. “Where have you been? I’ve been ringing that bell for almost fifteen minutes.” Jonas wanted to make a comment about how he wasn’t a trained dog or a servant, but in a way, that was all he was to these people. Instead, he sat his stuff down by the door and ran a hand through his wild brown hair. “Sorry, I was getting ready. I came as fast as I could.”

She simply scowled as she put the bell down on the window sill and turned away from him. “Clearly you did not come ‘as fast as you could,’ but no matter. Go wake up your brothers and tell them it’s time to go. You will be driving them to school and home today.” The hag spoke with such conviction as if this simple truth had already been decided. Jonas bit his tongue to keep from saying something to get himself in trouble, before spitting out a simple, “yes, ma’am,” and turning to head upstairs. An hour and a couple bruises later and the three boys were piling into Jonas’s jeep. The vehicle was old and a bit ratty, but it was one of the few things left to him by his father, so he couldn’t complain.

Jonas rode in silence while Rodney and James argued about something or discussed who they were planning on taking to the dance in a month. Jonas had never understood the obsession with attention those two had, but he knew better than to draw attention to himself by opening his mouth. Instead, he just rolled his eyes and sped up, hoping to get to school faster. When they finally got there, the other two wasted no time getting out. James turned to face Jonas and pointed a finger at him. “Be ready to go at 4 o’clock, okay? No later than that.” Jonas raised his hand and waved that he’d heard James, driving towards the parking lot without a word. Pulling his jeep in next to a fancy looking smaller car, he sighed and took a moment to clear his head before getting out and collecting his stuff. This was going to be a long day.

*:･ﾟ✧ ♛ Jonas Amadeus Wilde

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Jonas was taking his sweet time to get out of the car, giving Rodney and James time to get into the building so he wouldn't be seen with them. As he got out and started collecting his things, he paid no mind to the Mercedes that had pulled in behind him. People who drove cars like that didn't pay him much mind and frankly, he was okay with that. There were some benefits to being invisible. It was for that reason, however, that he was caught off guard when a female's voice spoke up behind him, apparently talking to him. Jonas glanced over his shoulder, acknowledging the phrase before looking again and realizing she was talking to him. Raising his eyebrows, a number of emotions ran through his head before his system rebooted and he nodded to her. "Morning," he responded, turning back to grab his bag before flinging it over his shoulder.

He knew who she was... Cassandra Hall, the most well-liked popular girl at Castlebrook High School, and one of the prettiest girls in the entire small town. She also happened to be the girl that his brother had made very clear was off limits. She was a bad idea and Jonas knew better than to pursue bad ideas at this point. All he had to do was graduate and get out of this place... keep his head down and work hard, saving up money as he could. Soon enough, no one would be able to keep him here, not even that crazy old woman or her sons. With his backpack over his shoulder, Jonas walked towards the school without another word to Cassie.

As he approached the building, he ran a hand through his hair, further mussing it up in his usual unkempt style. The scar on the back of his hand looked darker today as the cold air paled his skin and the tattoos on his left arm peeked out of the end of his sweater sleeve. He tried to keep his sleeves down this time of year to cover his ink. Teachers tended to target him when they saw the tattoos, labeling him a troublemaker and going harder on him than they did on other students. He knew about the rumors going around the school, no doubt started by his brothers. No one trusted him and he trusted no one.

Once he was in the school, he was easily lost in the crowds of the hallway. Like always, he kept his head low and made his way to his locker, avoiding the normal roughhousers. Inside his locker were the bare necessities, books and notebooks as well as a small bag full of extra camera film and cleaner. He was about to start collecting his things for class when someone jumped up behind him and yelled. Jonas nearly jumped into his locker but the guy grabbed his shoulder and whipped him around before shoving his back against the metal. It was a kid in a mask surrounded by other kids in masks. They laughed before letting go of his shirt and moving off, taking off the masks as they went. Jonas sighed and rolled his eyes, leaning back against the locker as he calmed himself down again. "I hate Halloween..."

*:･ﾟ✧ ♛ Jonas Amadeus Wilde

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So, what I'm thinking is we go through this class and Jonas and Cassie get paired together for this big project (no negotiations on partners). This really ticks Rodney off, but there's nothing they can do about it. Neither Jonas nor Cassie is happy about it, but they go with it.
Then we'll timeskip again to after school and Jonas is gonna go to a job interview to do some landscaping for this rich family in town. As it turns out, Cassie's father is home and boom, he's the one hiring. Jonas gets the job and this will give them an excuse to get closer throughout the story.

Thennnnn we can timeskip to the dance that night and Jonas can sneak out and show up late. Also, Rodney's for sure gonna ask her to the dance, sooo ^_^

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For the rest of the morning, Jonas was able to successfully avoid his brothers and their goon squad from the athletic department. Most of his time was spent in the dark room in the back of the art room, developing some of his photos from that morning. Another rumor someone had started was that Jonas liked to touch himself in there when no one could see him, but when he was here it didn't matter what other people had to say. When he was in the art department, he was home. Unfortunately, he could never stay there more than a few minutes or hours. He treasured every moment, but eventually he always had to leave.

Jonas was almost on time for class, which was the norm for him. Always close, but never on time. The bell had just finished ringing when he came through the door, looking disheveled as ever. "Nice of you to join us, Mr. Wilde." A few snickers sounded around the room, but Jonas just made his way to his normal seat in the back. No one bothered him on the way, though he caught sight of Rodney smirking as he passed him. Once he was in his seat, the teacher started reviewing their last history lesson again. Jonas toned him out immediately.

While the teacher droned on in the front of the room, Jonas doodled and sketched in his notebook. He redrew the scene of the lake he'd stood at that morning, the stag in the distance as well. He didn't pay a lick of attention until the bell rang. Everyone immediately started collecting their things to leave but Mr. Grande raised a hand. "Before you leave, check the paper by the door. There you'll find your partners for the upcoming project. All pairings are non-negotiable. Have a good day." And with that, pandemonium ensued as the class fought to get to the list. Jonas didn't even bother getting up, waiting and watching from where he sat. Cassandra was in the class with him too, as well as Rodney and James and about half the football team. There were a number of ways this list could screw him over.

When the crowd started to thin, Jonas got up. He noticed Rodney approaching Cassie out of the corner of his eye, no doubt going to ask her to the dance. Shaking his head a bit, he bypassed that scene and made his way to the list. Scanning it quickly, he finally found his name right next to... Casandra Hall. His heart fell as he read that. Rodney was going to kill him. Ducking out of the classroom, he sped off down the hall before the firestorm could come. There was no distance he could run that would save him from his brother's wrath, but he'd at least be safe until they got home later. So long as Casandra didn't turn him down for the dance, Jonas might even survive another day.

*:･ﾟ✧ ♛ Jonas Amadeus Wilde

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Rodney grinned his award-winning smile as he stood before Cassandra. The guy was a stud and if he had a halfway decent personality he'd be the total package. As she asked why he'd stopped her, he laughed a little. "No, no... I mean, I don't know if we're partners, I haven't seen the list. No, what I wanted to ask was... well, Cassandra Hall, would you do the honor of escorting me to the Halloween Howler tonight? The two of us together will blow everyone else away." There was no doubt in anyone's mind that Cassie and Rodney would be a power couple if they got together and many had been placing bets since the beginning of the semester on just when exactly they'd get around to going out. "Just think about it."

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The end of the day had come up faster than Jonas had anticipated and he was beginning to feel a bit antsy. He knew Rodney had seen the list because he'd received a threatening text message about the whole affair. Luckily, he'd managed to avoid the football team and his brothers and was now about to make his safe escape to the car. Once he picked them up and took them back to the house, he'd be on the way to his job interview. By the time he got back to the house, James and Rodney would be so busy getting ready for the dance they wouldn't have time to beat Jonas into a pulp. He'd be home free.

Walking across the parking lot, Jonas felt vulnerable and exposed. He'd been ganged up on out here before so as he made his way to the jeep, he was hyper-vigilant. Somewhere across the parking lot he hear whooping and hollering and felt himself relax a bit. Those stupid vultures were torturing some other poor kid so he was safe for now. With that thought in mind, he made his way across the rest of the parking lot to his car. Once he was inside he felt his muscles begin to relax again. He was almost ready to start the car and pull out when something struck his window, exploding in gooey clear and yellow gunk. Jonas jumped before realizing what had happened. Irritation welled up in his chest and before he could stop himself, he threw the door open and jumped out, walking towards the group of boys howling with laughter. A couple more eggs struck the back of the jeep, exploding their contents on the paint and tires.

"Hey! Don't you have anything better to do?" To some, Jonas was intimidating when he was mad. He was tall and lanky, but he had muscle built up from the different jobs he'd done around town, whether it be construction or landscaping like he was going to apply for that afternoon. He had been in his fair share of fights and while he knew how to take a punch, he could sure as heck throw one as well. Unfortunately, Nate, his brother's right hand wasn't intimidated and was just as buff as Jonas without lifting a finger. Smirking, he walked forward to come toe to toe with the 19 year old, jutting out his chin as he came to a stop before him.

"Anything better to do? Come on, Jonas. You know screwing with you is the highlight of my day." Some of the other guys snickered, shoving each other around like a bunch of apes. It occurred to Jonas that they were baiting him, trying to get him to throw the first punch as usual. Frankly, it wouldn't matter who started the fight. The principal wouldn't care - Jonas was involved and he was an easy target. Still, he knew better. "You neanderthals aren't worth my time," Jonas said, staring Nate down a moment longer before turning to get back in the jeep. Naturally, the football buffoons didn't let it go. Nate grabbed Jonas's shirt in his fist and shoved him up against the jeep, tugging his arm behind his back. Jonas fought furiously, but Nate had the upper hand as he pressed his face further into the back window. Leaning in, he breathed harshly into Jonas's ear, a feeling that stirred a nasty memory deep in the recesses of his brain. "You'd better watch your back, Wilde... Never know when the world's gonna shift out from under you." Letting him go, the bigger guy took a step back before sweeping Jonas's feet out from under him. He hit the ground hard, bruising his hip and his knee as he landed. Jonas covered his head, waiting for the beating he was sure to follow, but the guys simply laughed and started moving off, making catcalls towards him and laughing. Rolling onto his back, Jonas groaned a little, more frustrated than anything with his life.

After a few moments of self pity, Jonas managed to sit up. Gravel stuck to his blue sweater, making it look like it had little holes throughout it. Wiping his shirt, he sighed before struggling to his feet, using the jeep as a crutch. His hip and knee ached but he could put a little pressure on them so he knew he could walk it off. Looking around the lot, he made sure no one else had seen what had happened before limping back to the front of his car. Climbing back in, he mentally scolded himself for having been stupid and antagonizing those stupid jocks. At least it was his left leg that was bruised so he could still drive without thinking too much about the pain. Glancing at the clock, he groaned again. 4:03. Jonas was late to pick up the twins.

*:･ﾟ✧ ♛ Jonas Amadeus Wilde

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Once in his car, Jonas seethed for a moment before punching the steering wheel in frustration. After that, he leaned his head back and sighed. "Get over it, Jonas. This isn't a high enough hill to die on." With that thought in mind, he started the engine, looking for pedestrians over his shoulder before pulling out. He didn't notice Cassandra trying to get his attention and turning on the radio, he completely destroyed any chance of hearing her through the closed window. After pulling out of the spot, he put the jeep into drive and sped off towards the football parking lot where he was supposed to pick up his brothers five minutes earlier. It seemed like he had brushed her off for the second time that day when in reality, he had just missed her completely. Frankly, it was for the best. He didn't have time to stop and chat, especially if he was going to make his interview for the new landscaping job.

"You're late." Rodney's tone held no kindness as Jonas pulled up and turned the radio down. "Just get in the car." Jonas had no patience for this today. He had no doubt James and Rodney had orchestrated that little stunt in the parking lot even if they hadn't been present to watch the execution. They knew good and well why he'd been late getting here and honestly, he wasn't in the mood for their attitudes. Luckily, Rodney was in too good a mood to retaliate to Jonas's short tone. The brothers climbed into the car, James making extra sure to kick Jonas's seat as he claimed the back. Before the door was even fully shut, Jonas lurched the car forward, throwing James off balance a little and getting them out of there in no time.

Normally Jonas had rotten luck, but today, things seemed to be looking up a little. Aunt Hodge had gone out for something (usually Jonas's job) and had only left a short list of chores for him to get done before he was free for the afternoon. The first thing he did, of course, was go to his cabin/shed and drop his stuff off. While he was there, he took the time to stop and examine his busted knee. His hip ached, but it was only bruised. His knee, on the other hand was swollen and purple with tints of red and green mixed in. Cursing, he let out a long sigh before going to work on bandaging the appendage up. If he could put some pressure on it, maybe it would help... Of course ice and rest would be better for it, but he didn't have time for that. Once that was taken care of, he went back into the house and got to work on his chores.

With a set goal in mind, Jonas made quick work of his chores, getting back in the jeep and heading out before their aunt even got home. Lucky for him, she didn't care much if he ate with them or not, so the plan was to stop at McDonald's or something on the way home after the interview. For now, that was his main focus, food later. Arriving at the house at 5:20, Jonas was unsurprised at the grandeur. Letting out a low whistle, he parked his car in their driveway before making his way up to ring the doorbell, hoping he didn't look too scraggly. He'd taken the liberty of rolling his sleeves all the way down so that his tattoos wouldn't be seen. He wasn't ashamed of his ink, but some people didn't think much of it and he didn't want to make a bad first impression. Jonas was lost in thought when the door opened, causing him to jump slightly. And so it began. Little did Jonas know the girl he'd snubbed twice that day would be inside this huge house somewhere, about to change the entire story.

*:･ﾟ✧ ♛ Jonas Amadeus Wilde

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As the door swung open, Jonas straightened his posture, raising his eyes to meet the gaze of the older man that stood before him. As Mr. Hall acknowledged him, Jonas nodded politely and stuck out a hand to shake. "Yes Sir. It's nice to finally meet you." Once he was welcomed into the large home, he scanned the front room quickly before looking back at the man who'd be interviewing him. So far they'd only spoken over the phone and email but Jonas could tell he was a no-nonsense kind of guy. Before he'd left his aunt's estate, he'd put some icy-hot on his knee to hopefully help the swelling but he was still walking with a small bit of a limp. He'd done a pretty good job of hiding it so far, but it was pretty painful.

Ignoring the pain in his leg, he turned his attention back to his hopefully future boss. "Sir, if you don't mind me asking... What exactly do you have in mind for this job description? When I spoke to you before, you had mentioned landscaping and some other responsibilities but we hadn't been able to really talk about specifics." Jonas was beyond qualified for this job with all the odd jobs he'd done around town. He'd landscaped for multiple small businesses as well dabbled in some construction from time to time. The work people were usually most interested in was his work on his aunt's estate. Next to the Halls, the Hodges were nearly the oldest and wealthiest family in town. Since his uncle had gone to prison, the image had changed, but Aunt Hodge never missed a chance to show that they were better off without the old man. As it was, that was the only thing Jonas and the old woman agreed on.

Somewhere in the back of his mind, there was an itch. Jonas had a feeling he was missing something blatantly obvious standing here now. Subconsciously, he knew this was Cassandra's house. He knew she was part of this uber rich family and all that, but it had yet to occur to him that she might be here. He was more focused on just getting the job. Again, forcing his attention back to the man before him, Jonas tried to prepare himself for any question he might have. This wasn't an opportunity he was going to pass up.

*:･ﾟ✧ ♛ Jonas Amadeus Wilde

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Luckily, Jonas was more than used to being around rich people. He would never consider himself one of them but between his aunt and the boys, he had some experience around this lifestyle. After shaking the older man’s hand, he followed him into the living room. Just like the other rooms he’d seen so far, this one was just as grandiose, filled with expensive furniture and decorations, nothing like the little shack he lived in on the Hodge estate… Accepting the offer to sit, Jonas seated himself across from the man with just a little bit of resistance from his injured knee and looked at him politely as he waited for the interview to start. He nodded along as the man explained what the ‘other’ category of his responsibilities would be. Since he was a kid, Jonas had always been pretty good with his hands so fixing things and working in the yard were pretty much right up his alley. This was a position he was more than qualified for.

When Mr. Hall asked his first question, Jonas nodded. “Yes, Sir. I am a good candidate for this position because of my extensive experience in landscaping and construction. For the last three years I’ve helped renovate a lot of the business fronts around town, such as the bank front on East street and the vet clinic on Third. I also fully maintain the Hodge estate for my aunt year round. I also have a letter of recommendation from John Jay from the bank like you requested.” Digging through his bag he pulled out a crisply folded letter before handing it to the man. Jonas omitted the fact that getting that letter had been about like pulling teeth thanks to his aunt. She’d taken a big issue with him working for anyone but her, probably out of the fear that someone would pick up on what was going on behind closed doors. Getting her to even agree to let him interview for this job had been a stretch.

A multitude of emotions crossed Jonas’s mind as a familiar voice greeted him from the base of the stairs. He cursed himself for not having realized what he was walking into before and he managed to hide the split second of panic upon hearing her voice. In the back of his head he’d known this was her home… With a friendly smile, Jonas nodded to her in response. “Hi, Cassandra,” he said, his voice only slightly tighter than it had been with her father. She looked beautiful, all dressed up for the dance she’d be attending with his brother. Jonas pitied her in that respect. “Not well,” he admitted when her father questioned how they knew each other. “We’re in a few classes together and she’s a… friend of my cousin.” He doubted she’d like that little addition, but he didn’t know the nature of their relationship except that she was off-limits. Rodney had been very clear about that much. Either way, this might throw a wrench in his plan to not get killed by his brother. That is… if he told him. Mentally shaking himself, he looked back at Mr. Hall and smiled politely.

I'm gonna be a little less active over the next couple weeks because we're getting into dead week and finals here and I'm drowning. I'll try to check on every once and a while, but I definitely won't be on as much as normal! Will for sure try to get on and post on here later, but I just wanted to let you know what's up so you don't think I ditched!