𝒷𝓁𝑜𝓈𝓈𝑜𝓂 ✿ (blossomed) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2019-06-18 16:49:00 |
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Blossom wasn't just hanging out around the campus because she was a total nerd and wanted to audit classes early, oh no. She was totally there for other reasons, social reasons, like meeting people and doing stuff with other college people that happened to also be around campus.
It was a lie she was willing to tell herself, and her sisters when they asked about California during the facetime talks, but it didn't change the fact that most of the time, Blossom was face in a book studying something when she was on campus and completely missing any of those chances to talk to people at all. But a lot of the people around the area were either wrapping up classes or studying for tests that would likely define the rest of their lives. And she could see how that would make it a little distracting to have a freshman who hadn't even started yet pestering them.
So Blossom avoided being too much of a pain and asking questions, even if she saw someone with a book or notes on a class she was desperately curious about. No, instead, she sat there like a weirdo trying to read their notes for any input that might help her figure out if she wanted to take the class next year.
Not at all weird to see in an on campus coffee place at all.
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Tim didn’t really study. He didn’t care much about school at all. He honestly had no idea how he was managing to pass his classes. But whatever, he got to play football which was literally the only reason he was here. The parties weren’t bad either. Although he wasn’t a fan of all the douchey frat bros. But he’d take the free beer.
Which was precisely why he needed coffee. He had drank too much the previous night. It was either coffee or just continue drinking. But he had to work later and he figured it’d be best not to show up drunk.
After purchasing his coffee Tim scanned the shop for a place to sit. All the tables seemed to be taken. Though there was a cute redhead sitting alone. Seemed like the perfect spot for Tim.
He made his way over, coffee in hand, smirk on his face. “Mind if I sit here?” he asked sliding into the empty chair across from her without waiting for her answer.
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See? Meeting people already.
“I don’t mind at all,” Blossom gave a bright smile, she’d quickly realised that there were a lot of coffee shops in Orange County because there were a lot of people in need of a place to meet or recharge their caffeine batteries. And it was getting to the point where meeting people was so much easier when she was open to sharing space.
“I’m just hanging out for a little while, killing some time, make yourself comfy.” And it wasn’t hard for Blossom to talk when she had a captive audience, “I’m Blossom, by the way.”
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Well that was certainly a unique name. There were no Blossoms back in Texas. At least not where he lived. But everything about California was pretty different.
“Tim,” he replied taking a seat in the empty chair, he took a sip of his coffee before setting it down. “Killing time before what?” he asked with a raised brow. “Or just in general?” Hopefully it was the former and Blossom had somewhere fun to go.
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“Well, there’s a sort of mixer tonight? And I know that if I stay at home I’ll just get tired and not go, y’know?” Was mixer the right word? She didn’t know. She’d been in and out a few of her classes she’d start in the fall, she’d met a few of her future classmates. “So I thought I’d hang out around here.” It’d take up some of her afternoon and eat into the early evening before she needed to think about getting ready.
“How about you? What’re you up to today?”
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“Mixer?” Tim questioned with a raised brown. He had never heard anyone use that term before. It honestly sounded like a lame version of a party. “That doesn’t sound very fun,” he commented honestly taking a sip of his coffee. Tim usually called it like he saw it, or thought it.
“Avoiding class,” he said with a shrug. “Probably hit up a frat party tonight.” Even if he wasn’t in a frat and wasn’t the hugest fan of fraternity guys, being on the football team got him into a lot of parties. Which he usually went to for the beer. “You should check it out, might be more fun than a mixer.”
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“Um,” Blossom wasn’t exactly new to blunt people -Buttercup was exceptionally blunt, she called it brutal honesty but sometimes it was a little too brutal and sudden for Blossom, she wasn’t exactly used to being smacked with something that might, in some situations, with certain people, be classed as ‘rude’. And while she understood that ‘mixer’ was probably something a little more old fashioned, it wasn’t exactly off base with the ‘less than fun’. “Well I mean, it’s probably going to be more about class than anything else.” She knew that they’d end up talking about things like history and the economic climate more than ‘partying’, but still.
“A frat party? I have… never been to one of those. Aren’t they a little… y’know, rowdy?” Like calling the police rowdy, like puking in a bush rowdy, like her father being very disappointed in her rowdy?
Blossom tried not to be too much of a downer though, Hanna kept telling her she needed to do more fun things. “Where is it?”
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“So you’re meeting up with people to talk about a class?” Yeah that was sounding less and less fun by the minute. Tim barely showed up to his classes as it was. He wasn’t about to go out of his way to talk about them. Not that he even knew what was going on in them enough to discuss them.
“They can be, yeah,” Tim replied with a shrug and another sip off his coffee. “Part of the whole,” he paused waving his hand. “College experience.” Sure as hell was what kept him in college at least. “You know where Greek Row is?”
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When he said it like that, Blossom realised that it was exactly what it was, and that was the kind of things that Bubbles had told her not to do. Blossom knew that part of her problem was that she didn’t try to do other things, that she was always nose in a book and giving off the nerd vibe and people didn’t invite her places because they thought she was a stuck up know it all.
“I guess that’s kinda what it is, yeah. Um, I don’t know a lot of people yet.” She was trying to not come across as explaining herself, because it wasn’t like he’d asked.
College experience, that was what she was meant to be getting, it was what her sisters told her to go out and get, what Hanna told her to go and do. And a frat party would probably be more of an experience than sitting with the few book nerds she knew and talking about biology.
“Um, yeah, I know where that is. I looked at apartments near there.” And it wasn’t too far from where she did live, because what she was wearing was so not frat party attire.
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“Perfect reason for you to ditch the mixer and go to a real party,” Tim said with his classic Tim Riggins smirk. “Meet more people.” That actually knew how to have fun. Granted he didn’t know Blossom all that well, but she seemed like the type of girl that needed to let loose and have some fun. And Tim? Well he was all about fun.
“It’s at the fifth house on the left. The big tanish one.” Because Tim didn’t pay attention to things like addresses. He just knew where to go. But if Blossom did end up going, she would be able to tell which one had the party. “I’ll see you there?” he questioned with a raised brow.
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On one level, Blossom knew that she should not blow off people she sort of knew to go to a party, but on another level, Blossom did not want college to just be high school without her sisters to buffer her. So, “Yeah,” she tucked some of her hair behind her ear, nodding as she came to the decision, “I guess you will.”
And really, so sort of hoped that she would see him there, because otherwise that was going to be a really awkward arrival to a party she might know absolutely no one at.