#math savy

[danielleurbansblog]

Review: MoneyWise Mabel's Bursting Bank

Synopsis: What should Mabel do now that her piggybank is full to the brim? Buy lots of candy? Spend it all on that toy she’s been eyeing? Finally get that unicorn sprinkler that sprays water from its horn? When Mabel pulls her piggy bank out from under the bed, it’s stuffed. She can’t fit one more coin inside–Piggy is bursting! What should Mabel do with all that money? Buy candy? Toys? Games!?…

[mxwhore]

those motherfuckers on itch.io took half my money

[big-low-t]

Les Savy Fav - Calm Down

[frenchkanna1808]

Results from the shinnie test

So reminder for anyone who forgotten or didn't see it a week ago i made a test for shinnies, to know what and who is the average shinnies. This is my first one but i do intend to make one about other character one day. The results came and i made some silly math and schematic representation of the vote.

Question 1: What is your gender identity ?

We can see that the poll was one in majority by enbies. I've counted and more than 64.2 % of the poll is constituted of queer identity without counting the questioning poll because if we count it too then that would make 77.4. One thing that shocked me was the lack of trans women, where were you girls?!!!

Winner: Nonbinary

Question 2: What is your age ?

So i predicted it, the yttd fandom consist mainly of teen and young adults, but i'm happy that a majority of the shinnies are between 15 to 18, but still there is a majority of 10 to 15 years old in the shinnie fandom since they are second. Also to the two fetuses that voted here(under ten) vanish, please you newborns!!

Winner: 15 to 18

Question 3: Are you neurodivergent ?

I mean were talking about shinnies, like people who relate to shin, so mostly autistic goobers. And the big maybe part come from the fact that a lot of them are on the younger side so they didn't get an official diagnosis.

Winner: yes

Question 4: Do you have a physical illments ?

Just gonna say it i don't have physical issues i just have no muscles and i suck so hard at sports. I know most shinnies are just like me, don't lie. Also for a minute i thought of doing a "do you have a iron/vitamins deficiency poll", it would have probably have a higher vote in yes since i mean....... shinies you know.....they....we.. You know.

( i have iron deficiency........😭)

Winner: tie between yes and no

Question 5) DO you have a job?

If you said yes as adults honestly where are you working? I know most of the no adults are probably in school considering the 18 to 25 ratio in the second question. And to the minors who work already kudos to you, you are the superior shinnie!

Winner: no i'm a minor

Question 6) Are you on the geek/weeb/ tech savy spetrum ?

The thing that chocked me in that poll is the people who aren't any of these. I'm a big geek so a niche rpg video game is exactly my style, weebs can appreciate the mix of original ideas with some anime archetype in the game, but the people that have none of this like how did you find this game ? Yttd is pretty niche honestly, so normies finding this game is pretty insane

Winner: Two of them

Question 7: Are you good at sports ( lmao)

This is a shin poll what did you think?

Winner: No (lol)

Question 8) Are you a dumbass like shin in social situations?

So personally i'm like him in some situation but most of the time i have learned something he clearly did not get, backing down instead of doubling down the stupidity and lies.

So in conclusion: The average Shinnie is a nonbinary, 15 to 18 year old, neurodivergent, either physically ill or not,doesn't have a job ( since they're teens), is a nerd, sucks at sports and of course is a little dumbass like shin.

This was pretty interesting to do! So if you have most of these traits you ARE the average shinnie.

Here the link to the polls if somebody wanna watch the exact results

And if you have an idea for another character please inform me.

[thelittlepalmtree]

Y'all annoy me. Everyone has a dissertation about how "girl dinner" and "girl math" are infantilizing because not cooking dinner and being bad at math shouldn't be attached to being a woman. But Y'all don't know what these things are.

Girl math is NOT being bad at math. It's the series of justifications you do to convince yourself to buy something or that buying something is acceptable. In a world where a lot of women are taught that spending money is a weakness of their gender while they also make less money in a time of economic down turn, buying something just because you enjoy it can have a lot of guilt attached. So girl math isn't just being bad at budgeting or even being bad at math. You can have a great budget, be incredibly savy with money, and still do girl math. Because it's really about assuaging the guilt you feel when you do buy something just to make you happy.

"Girl Dinner" is NOT an unhealthy dinner. It is a dinner of small things that attempts to be nutritionally balanced. Living alone is hard and cooking for yourself every night is harder. Most women have a complicated relationship with food made worse by millions of trends like "what I eat in a day" showing off gorgeous home cooked healthy meals. Girl dinner is a low-effort attempt to try to eat something that will fuel you without exhausting you. Deli meat with cheese and crackers could be girl dinner. A take out haul could not be girl dinner. Mac & Cheese with cucumber slices might be girl dinner. Just ordering pizza could not be.

Both of these terms are used to describe the shared experience of womanhood and the guilt that permeates it. Because being a woman comes with so many conflicting notions, every decision seems to be wrong. You end up justifying everything and then those justifications don't align either. These are not infantilizing terms, they're merely trends that help women to feel less alone.

And if these experiences seem completely foreign to you, that's great, but you should probably acknowledge that if you hate everything popular, you're probably an outlier and your experience-based analysis shouldn't be applied to everyone else. Maybe just don't shit on something just because you don't get it.

[frostyreturns]

People seem to think the only problem with tik tok is that it's chinese spyware. Which yes alone should be reason to not use it but some people are fine with that.

However it's also a grooming app designed to get young women to do increasingly pornographic things with a boil the frog method. Social conditioning by the algorithm and attention feedback encourage more and more provocative behaviour. It's also a gateway to pornography for young boys who are just starting to wonder why they like the way some of these young women are dancing so much...many of whom will likely be using the platform to also shill their porn accounts and wont be hard for increasingly tech savy kids to get their hands on.

Not to even mentioned the ideological grooming, or the fact that in China the algorithm feeds them nothing but math and science and interests that better them, while here in north America and the west in general we get nothing but inane horsehit and degeneracy fed to us.

It is not just spyware it's a weapon aimed at the mind.

[professor-azran]

Oh! My wife! Love that woman, her name’s Savi, she’s a dragonborn. I met her when I was traveling Avantris, she was working at a butcher’s shop for 12 hours a day for barely a copper. I knew the second I saw her that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her.

She’s a kind soul, ever the optimist. Even with all the back breaking work, she said ‘it could be worse’. She used to be a thief before she was a butcher, and she used to be a butcher before she was my wife.

*She laughs again, clearly madly in love with his wife, you’ve opened a can of worms.*

I spoiled that woman, she deserved it. We ran a little shop out of our house selling things I collected before we settled down. She took care of the money, I was never one for math. Three brilliant women in my life and I can’t count to a hundred!

*He smiles as he listens to Bait, letting the happiness that clearly exudes from her to quell his sour mood. He measures the orc around the waist, around the chest, around one thigh and then the other.*

She sounds like a beautiful soul, I extend my congratulations to you. And also my condolences, for their untimely loss. They all must miss you dearly.

[pink-chevalier]

Perry closes the front door and announces that she's home. Taking off her sneakers, the petite girl notices the set of black boots that seem familiar, but she doesn't question it and decides to go to the kitchen. Perry opens the cabinets, noting that they only have one bag of baking flour and that she needs to go to the start to get more along with other items. Walking to the fridge, Perry stops walking and notices Savannah sitting in their dining room with Justice next to her. The pink-haired girl pouts, annoyed that they ignored her greeting, but she's curious about Savannah. Perry smiles as she skips over to them, finally getting their attention. 

Perry: *cheerful* Hey, Savy!

Savannah: *laughs* Hey, Perry. 

Justice: Hey, how was play practice? 

Perry: *smiles* Pretty good. What're you doing here, if you don't mind me asking.

Justice: *chuckles* Wow, that was so smooth. 

Perry:*pouts* Shut up! *looks at Savannah* Please don’t be mad. 

Savannah: *amused* Nah, I’m not mad. Honestly, there isn’t much to say that I’m a dumb bitch in chemistry and Justice’s my tutor. 

Perry: *grins* You got the best tutor ever! Justice’s amazing in science and math.

Savannah: *giggles* Math too? My god, he’s such a nerd!

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[rutgersmcgroarty]

favourite/most interesting things i've found out about the top prospects boys via the game program – team red edition

luca del bel belluz:

- nickname is "del bel" which is literally just his last name shortened

- favourite movie is tasm

josh filmon:

- won a performing arts award in gr.7

- manitoba provincial AAA baseball champion

david goyette:

- won his school's math award in gr.8

- aspires to a career in finance

- describes himself as a good ping-pong player

jordan gustafson:

- named to the honour rolls in school every year since middle school

- named athlete of the year in middle school

- played varsity basketball

- enjoys playing cards

hunter haight:

- has a passion for cars and aspires for a career in the automotive industry

- played competitive soccer

- played on his school's basketball & volleyball teams

- favourite actor is tom holland (we stan a man with taste)

fraser minten:

- names to the honor rolls every year of high school

- likes reading

- plays the guitar and the piano and describes himself as a good piano player

matthew poitras:

- brother adam play D1 lacross at the university of Loyola

- named to the honor rolls every year of high school

- aspires to be lawyer

matthew savoie:

- named to the honor rolls in gr.10 & 11

- nickname is sav, despite all of us (us as in q, ari & i) thinking it was savy

matthew seminoff:

- has climbed the great wall of china

- scholastic player of the year in midget

- aspires for a career in buisness

- likes to read

- learning how to play the guitar

shane wright:

- likes reading

- plays the guitar

- lists one of his nicknames as "shane" (bestie i hate to break it to you but your name does not count as a nickname)

- played competitve soccer

danny zhilkin:

- moved to canada from russia in 2013

- named to honor rolls in gr.10 & 11

- aspires for a career in tech

- enjoys cooking

michael buchinger:

- aspires for a career in architecture

- enjoys reading

- describes himself as a good chess player

jorian donovan:

- wears 75 because it's his dads birth year

- ran 5k at ofsaa

- favourite actress is trie donovan who im assuming he is related to

- favourite movie is titanic (who hurt him 😭)

isaiah george:

- played competitve lacross (he probably knows owen power through that)

- names to the honor roll every year of high schoo

- aspires for a career in forensic science

- enjoys reading

kevin korchinski:

- seattle thunderbirds 2020-21 academic player of the year

- likes playing piano

- loves playing cards

mavrik lamoureux:

- one his nicknames is "lamou", which is basically "l'amour," the french word for love

- likes reading

- enjoys fashion

- was an elite level lacross player with the north shore kodiaks

- can juggle

- favourite movie is avengers (taste)

ty nelson:

- aspires to be a buisness owner

- loves listening to country music (are we even surprised)

- he has an espresson before every game as a superstition

- strives to bring more awareness to autism (we love it)

- won mvp in the ontario ball hockey championships

- claims to be skilled at remenbering song lyrics

reid dyck:

- has been names to the honor roll twice

- wants to earn a diploma in agriculture

- work on a farm daily from ages 13-16

- favourite player is carey price (as it should be)

[ox1-lovesick]

Savie!! ♡ Hey, how are you?

The name chapter concept trailer 😭😭 Fuck math exam, I'm droooling for them 💀✋🏻 Give us your thotss! 💭

HI LIRIN ignore how late this is AHAHAH

IT WAS SO COOL AND CONFUSING AT THE SAME TIME their lore makes my brain want to explode but they all looked so pretty??? kang taehyun??? huening kamal kai??? pissing myself

[thedupshadove]

Underrated aspect of Phineas and Ferb is how all the main characters' friends are just as impressive as they are.

Baljeet is the guy they ask to check their math sometimes. Buford is not only profoundly physically strong, but always seems to have some esoteric knowledge, skill, or piece of equipment for the occasion. Isabella is the leader of a whole squad of tiny badasses who I would want on my side in any apocalypse. Even Irving seems to be extremely tech-savy.

This isn't a show about a couple of special boys and all their hangers-on, it's a show about a whole group of children who are going to grow up and change the fucking world.

(and also an anxiety-riddled teenager learning to find her own strength and potential, and also a deeply traumatized man slowly finding healthier ways of dealing with it with the help of his nemesis/parole officer/best friend, and also about a whole host of fascinating secondary and tertiary characters who can just always make a scene or episode a little bit better, and)

[big-low-t]

Les Savy Fav - Crawling Can Be Beautiful

[enetarch-working-w-adhd]

Studying Tips for People with ADHD

Your emotional state dictates how motivated you are to study

Positive emotional state .. hyper focused, easy to retain material

Negative emotional state .. easily distracted and hard to retain, let alone connect information together.

Read ahead

Write your own notes

Create a book with from your own notes

Create questions to ask the instructor

Update your notes during the lecture

Externalize examples, where possible.

Create visual examples

Use a 3 ring binder to build your book

Use loose leaf paper to update book pages as needed.

If you are savy enough, transcribe your notes into a computer and print them.

Use an electronic tablet to write your notes into.

... I use a MobiScribe ... It has the longest battery life available, and uses a paper white screen, that is also back lit.

Using pen and paper involves more brain cells in the memorization process than does recording and listening.

Send your notes to the instructor or a TA or Tutor for review

Print QR codes for important websites so that you can link to them via phone quickly.

Locate websites that explain various topics you need.

Do the home work assignments.

Many sites are now providing the steps to complete the assignments so that you don't have to rely on the instructors notes.

Math .. check slader dot com

Relate the material to existing knowledge you have as best as possible.

Reorganize the material so that it makes sense to you.

... As I'm a computer programmer first, I try to reorient math into programs, and build graphs using HTML and JavaScript ...

Identify the holes in your knowledge by doing the homework before the lecture.

Work through problems pre and post lecture.

Create a quiz for yourself to test your knowledge of the material just before a test.

Teach the topic to others, if you can, even if it's through a youTube channel.

Instructors show ... Technique, Strategy, Theory and Process ... but only test on 1 of these 4. Identify which of these and study for those types of tests.

Technique .. is a method by which to solve a specific problem

Strategy .. is a method by which you figure out which technique you should use to solve a problem.

Theory ... used a lot in math based subjects ... requires the student to derive technique or processes by invoking logic to move through a series of steps to get from one technique to another.

Process ... is the steps needed to complete a task.

... ex of process .. bake a cake

.. ex of technique .. how to sift the flower to insure a light and fluffy cake

... ex of strategy ... different types of flower you can use to bake a cake, or other ingredients

... ex of theory .. what makes cakes light and fluffy

What ever time the instructor thinks you need to complete the home work assignments, triple it. Esp, if it's a topic you can't readily relate to existing knowledge.

Play the right music while you're studying

Play the same music while taking a test

If your instructor allows for notes during tests, curate you notes specifically to solve the problems on your pre test quiz

Use Prep Quizzes to determine how much time you need to complete problems.

Use friends and reminders to prompt you to study

Join a study group

Doodle

Study while walking or cleaning or doing something physical, if needed

Keep snacks and sweets near by to feed your brain sugar  and caffeen

Take rewarding breaks, like eating chocolate after studying through a difficult problem.

Use a white board in an empty room to explaining your subject to an invisible audience out loud, writing major concepts on the board in different colors.

Experiment with WHERE you study

Cars can be great places to study .. comfy seats, surround sound, temperature controlled

[savysavannah]

A day in the life of savannah mars: 6 years ago

Waiting for the bell takes foreverrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. If there's one thing I hate about this country, it's the forced schooling. Who gives a crap about what biomes are where or the history of whatshisname. Playing with the pin on my school blazer and tapping my pencil on the side of my desk I watch the clock.

For lunch today we're supposed to have pasta and alfredo sauce. Danny is gonna be distracted by the pasta so hopefully I'll have a chance to sneak off with my boyfriend Jake. We're trying to be hush-hush about it since the last boyfriend I had ended up getting scared away. Though, that was freshman year and he was a senior. Now I am 16 and he's 18 so it's not as big of a difference.

Plus Danny is the last one in high school so it's not like they can all find out. But anyways, Jake's a first year in college now he's studying buisness which means he's gonna be super rich and is math smart. He's told me himself about something relating to investments? Anyways it's gonna make him rich, which means my parents will be totally cool with us getting married despite our ages. We've already planned it for next month. It's gonna be in Vegas and he'll get the drinks for me! 

When I came home both Daniel, Dan, mom, and dad were waiting for me on the couch. Danny joined them in their judgy stare. 

"So, your father and I got a text from Danny today. Saw you kissing some older boy instead of being in class?" Mom said. 

My heart dropped. He couldn't have? We were so careful. Plus Jake hadn't gotten rich yet. How would they approve of him? Of us? 

"No." I mumbled. 

"No?" My dad spoke up. 

We sat in silence for a moment before I shouted "His name is JAKE and we're getting married!" 

Suddenly all three of my brothers started laughing. "What! He said he loves me! We're planning it already!" 

Dan sighed before getting up and walking over to me. "Jake right? Used to be on the football team, goes to Labrador uni now?" 

I nodded. Dan was the one who usually had my back, but his tone made me nervous. He handed me his phone from his back pocket where he had a chat going from his friend Brad. Brad was the older brother of Hunter who was best friends with Jake. The chat had a screenshot of a convo between Jake and Hunter. 

Hunter: Vegas next year ayeeeee? 

Jake: Yeah! Gotta bring Savy tho for thr first few days. Getting "married" "laid" then having a sick bachelors night. In that order. 

Hunter: bruh I think bachelors before getting married. Also why u gon marry a chick with A cup tits?

Jake: Nah man. Think, not really getting married. Hire one of those fake ass pastors make her think its the real thing, get laid, leave her at the hotel then u guys come up and we'll have a big bash.

Hunter: 🍆🍆🍆🍆🍆

Can I get in on this? Virgin pussy gonna be tight yo. 

My face burned and I started to cry. I couldn't take the stares. I was sure Dan wouldn't have shown the others that but I felt like a fool. I ran off to my bedroom and cried into my pillows, blocked Jake, and cried myself to sleep. 

Jake was later beat up by three brothers. Dick broken. 

[ladysophy]

Disclaimer: For entertainment purposes only. This is merely based on speculation by personality traits (that I know of), psychology and looking at their photos. There may be some inaccuracies in here and some parts are fictionalized. And remember kids, give credit where it’s due.

What the historical GRF (of the Victorian/Belle Epoque eras) could have careers in if they were living in the present times and were commoners:

George (née Prince William of Denmark): A diplomat no doubt. If not a diplomat, than a businessman who owns a global business. Has a background in politics and international business. Interested in learning about other cultures. Possibly worked as an intern in a firm/company relating to global business in university/uni.

Olga (née Grand Duchess Olga Konstantinovna of Russia): Possibly a literature or humanities teacher (for 11-18 year olds). Could be a teacher of social etiquette. I’m also getting a headmistress (of the education kind) vibe too. Despite the unassuming looks, she will make you work hard to get a good grade in her class! May have worked either as a teacher’s assistant or a receptionist for her mother’s beauty salon during university/uni.

Constantine: Definitely law enforcement related, possibly a cop and/or detective. Calm and patient in very tense situations. Worked as a night security guard for a nightclub (to the disapproval of his mother who thinks all nightclubs play vulgar music and women dress very scantly which isn’t true) where he met his wife Sophia. Not very tech savy for a cop nor detective (to the annoyance of his two eldest sons). Doesn’t care that much for the latest tech gadget and the last one to get the newest/latest tech device. Even his parents get the latest tech gadgets before he does!

George: Possibly did a various of night security jobs and sport coaching jobs before finally settling in a government job of some sort. Still does sport coaching in his free time. While he did go on many dates with people from both sides of the fence, he’s doesn’t want to get married. He was engaged at one point to a psychologist/marriage therapist by the named of Marie Bonaparte, but both called it off. Interestingly, they became platonic friends after dealing with a lot of conflict and misunderstandings. Possibly worked as a pizza delivery driver (and didn’t get stiffed a lot. Wonder why?) during his university/uni years.

Alexandra: Possibly a teacher like her mother. Unlike her mother, she teaches the little ones (3 to 8 year olds). Is thankful she has medication for her needs and health so she can do things that she wants (in thanks to her sisters-in-law Sophie and Alice). More than likely worked either as a nanny or an au pair during her university/uni years.

Nicholas: A detective (like his eldest brother Constantine). Has a sentimental side underneath the calm exterior. Good at solving problems and conflicts (which is why he chosen to be a detective in the first place). Likes crime and mystery shows and books. Loves to paint in his spare time (and made a decent amount of money from the paintings he sold). Possibly worked as a clerk/intern at a law firm during university/uni years.

Marie: Event planner (mainly for corporate companies and weddings). Went to cosmetology school to be a hair stylist but left three weeks later because she realized it wasn’t for her. Possibly has a celebrity gossip channel on YouTube. Dabbles in writing romance novels. More than likely worked as a waitress at an affluent restaurant while studying to be an event planner.

Andrew: Definitely something related to computers (like a computer technician). Could also be an accountant. The most tech savy of the family. Math was possibly one of his favorite subjects in school. Knows the latest political news and doesn’t care about celebrity gossip at all (a trait he shares with Constantine). Worked as a tech support specialist during university/uni years.

Christopher: Journalist and writer. Always loved telling and creating stories for his friends and family since he was young. Possibly written multiple fanfics of his favorite shows, movies and books (to the embarrassment of his older self). He likes going to some metal shows with his nephews George and Alexander once in a while. Possibly worked as a host in a restaurant during his university/uni years.

[jacksonroseroth]

Waste Love Chapter 6

A/N: I told you it would be up before the end of the year :P Sorry this took me so long, thanks for being patient! <3 I hope you guys like this chapter! Ch7 probably won’t be up until WELL after the new year, I’m aiming for before Feb...We’ll see. ENJOY!

Warnings: Arguments/fighting, swearing, weed usage

Words:4,834

Moodboard by the ever amazing and constant awesome person @badwolf-in-the-impala​, none of the pictures are ours

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Previous Chapter

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The next morning, with only Slim aware that something had happened in Colson’s room, everyone got up and got ready for their day off. Slim avoided Jersey as best he could without drawing attention to it. Jersey and Colson managed to miss each other the entire morning, until Jersey popped out of the bathroom as Colson reached for the handle, unaware it was occupied. When the door slid open, Colson stopped and jumped a little, giving a chuckle before he saw Jersey walk out. His smile dropped quickly as she looked up at him. While she was initially startled by him, she quickly realized she didn’t know how to feel or act toward him after the night before.

She was 100% crossed, but her high was stronger than her buzz, so she was able to remember everything from that night. She watched Colson’s face, trying to find how she should react, but when he didn’t miss a beat, it threw her off. He gave her a half-smile and said, “Jesus, Sav. We gotta put a bell on you.”

Jersey stepped out of the bathroom and Colson chuckled again before walking in and shutting the door. She stood there for a moment, a little stunned, chewing her lip trying to figure out how to approach him to talk to him about last night. She didn’t have to wonder long. The boys all gathered either outside the bus or up in front, leaving Jersey and Colson as the last two in the bunks. Jersey went to her bunk and tossed her dirty clothes into a bag, stuffing it back under her bunk, and grabbed a pair of sandals to slip them on. As she did, the bathroom door opened again and she turned.

“Hey. Colson. Wait up.” Jersey said, catching his arm, half using him as balance as she pulled on her other sandal. Colson turned, stopping when he felt her grip his arm. He glanced down at her hand, then over to her, taking her hand and holding her upright. “Thanks. Um...Can I talk to you?”

“About what? What happened?” He asked. The question made Jersey stop for a moment, studying him before she went on to say, “Um, about last night-”

“Oh. Yeah. Well, it didn’t mean anything, right?” Colson asked, with a shrug. Jersey blinked, her face rushing through a series of emotions as she struggled to force a smile and said, “R-Right. I-Yeah, I-I figured, but I wanted to...You know, talk to you to make sure...We...We were drunk…”

“Yeah. And high. We used protection…” He gave another shrug and said, “So, there’s nothing to talk about...Unless you’re worried about Rook?”

Inside, Jersey was screaming. While she had the conversation planned out in her head, what she would say if Colson did take that night to mean something, what her answer would have been in response, nothing was going to that plan. Not while Colson continued to be so nonchalant about it. But she was having the conversation, which is what she wanted in the first place. Taking a breath, she forced a wider smile and nodded, saying, “Yeah. I don’t want him to hear about it and flip out. You know? And it jeopardizes-”

“Hey, hey, hey.” Colson chuckled, holding up his hands for a moment. then touching her arm. “Savie, you don’t have to explain yourself. I get it. Rook would beat my ass if he found out. I’d probably lose a drummer, or I’d lose you as a photographer. Or both.”

A corner of his mouth lifted in a smile and he added, “I won’t tell Rook. Promise.” He held out his pinky to her and chuckled. Jersey couldn’t help but smile and link her pinky with his and said, “Promise.”

He smiled and kissed her cheek before passing her to walk off the bus, leaving Jersey to lean against her bunk, huffing out a soft sigh. She chewed her lip as her thoughts sorted themselves out before she finally pushed herself off and strode off the bus. Jersey knew she had to set it all aside, especially if Colson was going to. So she bounced off the bus and over to Rook, kissing his cheek and making him chuckle as he put his arm around her.

“Damn. You’re not hungover at all.” Rook teased her, giving her side a small squeeze. Jersey giggled and shrugged.

“You seem to forget my mother is Irish,” Jersey said in a sweet voice. The group laughed while Rook mocked her and rolled his eyes, soon smirking and chuckling along as well. Jersey giggled, softly, and glanced around as she scrunched her nose at them, then said, “So, what’s the plan today?”

“We’re gonna check out the venue. Uh, we got a few interviews for radio stations and shit.” Slim said, pulling out his phone to scroll through the schedule. Colson stepped in and added, “We should have some time to grab a bite somewhere and I think we’re going to a club tonight.”

“Hey, where were we gonna stop to get some green?” Rook asked, nudging Baze to nudge Slim.

“Uh, I found some places nearby. We’re gonna stop after the interviews I think.” Slim replied, slipping his phone back into his pocket.

“Where’s this first place at, Slim?” Colson asked, turning to him. Slim pointed across the street and Colson smirked and nodded before they crossed the street.

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The day blew by pretty quickly. Since Jersey wasn’t particularly needed for the interviews and easily moved around the stage while the guys checked out their set up, doing a quick soundcheck, she mainly spent the day hanging back with the guys and smoked steadily throughout the day, taking a few hits here and a few drinks there, as well. She was pleasantly high by the time they got back to the bus to get ready for the night.

Not wanting to be too dressed up, but at least look nice, Jersey wore a pair of black pants and sandals, accompanied by a maroon, puffy-sleeved crop top with a black strapless bra. She gave a little beach wave to her hair before lining her eyes in black, with a little mascara. As she clasped a necklace around her neck and tugged on a bracelet, she stopped, staring at the ring on her right hand and sighed. No one had seemed to mention it all day, but she caught Colson checking to see if she was wearing it more than once that day. She was utterly baffled by this man and his actions. While she knew the meaning of the ring, it was Colson’s meaning behind the gift that she questioned, especially after the last 24 hours. She ultimately decided to leave it, grabbed her clutch and shoved her phone and wallet into it before walking out to the front.

“Hey. Are we taking shots or what? What’s going on?” Jersey teased, bumping Slim’s hip lightly as he mixed a drink. He chuckled and glanced at her before making one for her.

“No shots right now. We’re waiting for, uh, Rook’s in the shower, Baze is outside smoking a cig...I think AJ’s on the phone, and Colson is getting dressed.” Slim said, quickly doing the math and adding a few extra names. Jersey giggled and leaned on the counter next to him and said, “So, we’re waiting on JP and Kells?”

“Glad nothing is changing?” Slim laughed. Jersey chuckled and took a sip of her drink. Both of them went silent, Jersey listening for anyone that could interrupt her conversation. When she decided it was quiet enough, she looked at Slim and said, “Slim, about last night--Don’t fucking cut me off. Everyone is doing that lately and it’s pissing me off.”

Slim snapped his mouth shut when Jersey gave him a fierce look. He gave her a small nod to continue, which she did. “I just…” She paused for a moment and sighed. “What exactly did you...See? Hear?”

“Listen. Jersey, I-I don’t know what’s going on with y’all--You’re one way with Colson...Then weird around Baze like you like him? And then you come out of Colson’s room--I-It’s more to do with Colson than you, babe. If I’m honest.” Slim said. Jersey blinked and tilted her head. At the gesture, Slim froze, suddenly realizing Colson still hadn’t said a damn thing to this girl about his feelings. Nevertheless, Jersey asked, “What do you mean? What’s going on with Colson? About me?”

“Nothing. Nothing, I only know that him and Rook are close. So...You know, I don’t want him to have made it seem like one way to you and then hurt you. I mean, you know Rook’s overprotective when it comes to you. Especially with us.” Slim gave a soft chuckle, trying to play it off. Jersey seemed to buy it but was still a little iffy about it. But she didn’t have time to pry as Baze and AJ climbed back onto the bus. Jersey glanced at them before burying her nose in her drink, turning around to grab a handful of Skittles and munch on them as she passed the boys, going to sit in the booth.

It was another 45 minutes before Rook was finally out, dressed and ready. They all took shots before they headed out and around the corner to the club. Jersey stuck by Rook, at least until they got into the club. Once they made it to their section, Rook and Slim invited some more people over and she began dancing with the girls. Jersey partied hard, mainly dancing and smoking, for a solid 2 hours. After leaving the girls about 2 songs in, she migrated over to Rook and Baze a number of times, dancing with them.

Colson glanced at them as he took another shot. She had made two rounds already, coming back to them after dancing and talking with AJ and Slim. He watched Jersey’s hand link with Baze’s, her other fingers hooking into his waistband, lightly. Baze smirked and moved a little closer with a smirk on his face. Colson finally looked away when he saw Jersey turn in his direction.

As quick as he turned his head, Jersey was still able to catch a glimpse of an annoyed look on his face as he looked away. Seeing it in her altered state flipped a switch and the annoyance that left her that morning now returned. She sighed and pulled away from Baze, stopping by Rook to tell him she needed some air, and as she crossed their section she cast a brief glare at Colson as she passed.

“Hey! Jersey!” Colson called after her. When she didn’t turn, Colson sighed and went after her.

Jersey burst out the front door of the club and gasped, inhaling the cool air and pushing a hand through her hair. She took a few steps then looked around to gather her senses. When she turned and began to walk back to the bus, she heard the doors burst open again and Colson calling her name, but she brushed it off.

“Jersey! Hey!” Colson called, hustling down the street and grabbing her arm, gently. “Jersey, what the fuck? You can’t just leave like that without someone with you!”

“Don’t touch me, Colson.” She said, calmly, pulling her arm away. Colson blinked and stopped in his tracks for a second before catching up with her again.

“Jersey, what the fuck is wrong with you?” Colson asked, following her onto the bus. Jersey turned on him, stumbling a little and said, “You’re the one with the problem, Colson. You said last night was nothing! I’ve seen you watching me all day! Then you get annoyed that I’m dancing with Baze?!”

“You’ve lost your fucking mind. Annoyed?”

“Don’t bullshit me, Colson! I know you! I know what you looked like when you’re annoyed!” She shook her head and said, “That’s not the point! You said last night meant nothing!”

“It. Didn’t! We were drunk! We were high! That’s all!” Colson shouted.

“That’s bullshit! It didn’t feel like it mean nothing!” And you’ve been avoided being near me all day!” Jersey shouted back. “In vino veritas, Colson! You’re more truthful when you’re drunk! Last night wasn’t nothing! You’ve never touched me like that before!”

Colson rushed at her, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulled her closer. His hand flew up to cup her cheek as his lips flew to hers, kissing her deeply. Jersey gasped when he grabbed her but then clung to him as she kissed him back. Colson walked her back until she hit the wall. Bracing both hands on the wall, Colson broke the kiss and stared down at her. Panting softly, Jersey slowly opened her eyes and blinked up at him, confused.

“It didn’t mean anything, Jersey. Just like this doesn’t.” He said, gently. “I love you, but...I-It’s not like that. I’m sorry if I made it seem different. Sometimes...I do stupid shit. I make mistakes...I never wanted to hurt you.”

Jersey bit her lip and inhaled sharply, trying to find her words. When she continued to struggle, Colson furrowed his brows in concern and asked, “Are we going to be okay? I don’t want things to change between us now.”

Jersey sniffled a little, trying not to get so emotional as she said, “Y-Yeah. We-We’ll be fine. We just can’t let that happen again.” Jersey looked up at him and lifted a hand to touch his cheek. Colson caught it and lightly kissed her fingers as he stepped away and dropped her hand.

“Good. Then we’ll be just fine.” He said. He cleared his throat and added, “Uh, I’m gonna go lay down. Um...Let the guys know when they get back for me?”

Colson didn’t wait to see her nod as he turned and headed back to his room. Jersey bit her lip and pushed a hand into her hair as she watched him walk away. A soft whimper escaped her lips and a stray tear trickled down her cheek. She sighed, softly, and sat on the couch, pulling out her phone to call Rosie.

~

Jersey didn’t have long to talk to her friend, at most the call was 45 minutes long. Once she heard familiar voices outside the bus, she quickly ended the call and went to her bunk to hide while her eyes cleared and the tears were wiped away. She was so torn and confused by everything and being drunk and high didn’t help with her emotions. She had the forethought to wipe her make up off before Rook came to check on her, not seeing her in the front but knowing that she had left, he was a little worried.

He was still drunk, so even seeing the closed bunk and as much as he tried and wanted to be a little gentler in case she was asleep, the knock was loud and sloppy as was his call of, “Jers? Babe, you okay? You asleep?”

Jersey sighed and rolled over, sliding the door open. “If I was, I’m not anymore.” She said, slipping out of the bunk. Rook chuckled and slid an arm around her as she leaned against him and sighed. Rook raised an eyebrow at her and asked, “Jers, are you sure you’re okay? Colson took off after you, did he say something? I’ll bust his door down now if he fucking made you cry.”

Jersey gave him a look and said, “Down, boy.” With a giggle, she added, “He didn’t do anything. I think I just got a little too drunk and not high enough.”

Rook sighed and pulled her closer as they walked down the hall and said, “In your feelings again? Shit, girl, you’re gonna drive yourself crazy doing that one day.”

In response, Jersey snorted and said, with a chuckle, “Why do you think I hang out with y’all? I’m already crazy.”

Rook laughed as they walked out to join the guys, who already had more drinks in their hands and passing around joints. Soon after Rook brought Jersey from her bunk, Colson emerged from his room, throwing himself into the commotion and craziness. Thankfully, none of the guys seemed to notice that Colson and Jersey kept their distance from each other the whole night. It was due, in part, to the fact that they still laughed and talked with each other, but they made sure they were apart from one another. The tension only existed between the two of them and neither wanted the rest to catch on and start asking questions. They were in the middle of a tour and Colson had a job to do, so did Jersey. One she wasn't going to risk jeopardizing because of a stupid one nightstand. Whatever the conversation was that needed to happen wasn’t about to happen on this tour. Both Jersey and Colson forced it aside and kept going for the sake of the band.

~

Over the next week and a half, Jersey took her time on her off days with her pictures. She didn’t miss going out with the boys much because the timing worked out so she was able to FaceTime with Rosie until they came back and the bus chugged onto the next location. When they all had a day break in between shows, Jersey was now content with splitting off from the group and exploring the cities they were in, with a bodyguard ever vigilant at her side. While Colson was concerned that she suddenly stopped doing things with them, he didn’t question her not wanting to risk another fight like they had in Zurich, but this time not alone. He made sure to keep in touch with whichever bodyguard went with her to make sure she was okay, if only for his sanity. That and the fact she almost never told Rook where she would be going and Colson needed his drummer in the right headspace.

Jersey got a small reprieve when Rosie showed up in Hamburg for the show, the pair taking the full next day to hang out, explore, and catch up on things. She stayed for the Copenhagen show, even though Jersey worked that night, but they savored every minute afterward before they had to part ways; Rosie heading back home as Jersey and the band headed out on a 12-hour boat ride to Oslo.

~

“What are you doing, Smirky?” Jersey walked up the stairs and found Rook curled up with his phone, smirking at the screen. She had a pretty good idea who, or what, was making him smile like that. Rosie and Rook had mysteriously disappeared for a good hour after the show in Denmark and, while they thought they had a minute alone, Jersey quickly hid herself when she walked onto the bus to fetch her friend and found Rook and Rosie in a passionate embrace. She stayed long enough to make sure it was Rosie, confirming it when she came up for air, then quickly high tailed it off the bus, snickering. “Come on, JP, show me what you and Rosie are talking about.” She teased, reaching for his phone.

“Fuck off!” Rook laughed, locking his phone and shoving it into his pocket.

“Oh, like I won’t go in there.” Jersey giggled. Rook looked at her and smirked. 

“How do you know I was talking to Rosie anyway?” Rook asked. Jersey rolled her eyes and said, “Because she stopped texting me mid-conversation. She doesn’t do that for just anyone.”

Though Rook tried to play it off and act cool, his cheeks tinted pink and his almost giddy smile didn’t waver from his lips. “We’re just talking, Jers, chill.” Rook chuckled, pulling his phone out again to continue texting. Jersey rolled her eyes and said, “Yeah. You can say that about my friends, but when it comes to your friends-”

“What about my friends?” Rook asked, his smirk suddenly wiped off his face. He watched his cousin closely as she glanced at him.

“Nothing. I’m just saying, you make a big deal about how they’d better not touch me.” Jersey said. She gave him a look and added, “Double standard much?”

Rook scoffed and said, “Please. Rosie won’t use me just because we’re on tour and then break my heart...They might.”

Jersey rolled her eyes and sighed, glancing away. She chewed her lip and tried to keep her anxiety from bubbling up as the events of her birthday ran through her mind. After a little too much silence, Rook looked up at her and said, “What? Has one of them done something? Who was it? Baze? Kells? I know it wasn’t AJ.”

“Oh, my God. Rookie. Chill out.” Jersey said, looking at him and chuckling. “No. They didn’t. They’ve been perfect gentlemen.”

“Sav, the minute-” Jersey stood, cutting him off, then said, “JP, calm your dick. If something had happened, don’t you think you’d have heard about it by now?”

Rook eyed her and said, “Yeah, I guess...Jersey, I just don’t want you getting hurt, babe. I don’t want to have to punch out one of my brothers.”

“Then calm your anger about it.” She giggled. She quickly reached over and ruffled his hair, shuffling away as he tried to swat at her. He watched her go back to the stairs and called, “Where are you going?”

“It’s a 12-hour ride, Rook. I’m getting some fucking sleep. This time change is fucking me up.” Jersey said with a giggle. She reached the top of the stairs then stopped, turning back to Rook to call, “When there’s food, come wake me up.”

“No promises!” Rook called back with a laugh, going back to his phone and his smirk returning to his face. Jersey held up her arm to flip him off as she walked back down the stairs and to her bunk.

Thankfully, Jersey was able to get a bunk to herself and didn’t share it with any of the guys. She made her way through the boat, running into Slim and AJ and talking for a bit, then finally collapsed on her bed with a sigh. She laid there for a moment before she groaned, the sudden reminding thought that she had to clean up her bunk an unwelcome intrusion, then pushed herself up and started packing her things away. Within the first 4 hours, she locked herself in her bunk as she went through the almost 3,000 pictures she had gotten from the previous show in Denmark. Three memory cards and two battery changes, Copenhagen was a hell of a show for her, resulting in a very restless 4 hours where Jersey had to force herself to sit and edit, with a few breaks every now and then. During those breaks, Jersey made a mental account of what clean clothes she had left and what needed to be washed when they reached Finland.

As she finished packing her clothes away, a knock sounded on her door. “Yeah?” She called, not turning until she had zipped up the last bag and the door opened. She smirked when she saw Baze walk in and shut the door with a smirk. “Hey. What are you doing here?”

Jersey turned back to her bags to pile them in the corner before turning to him again. When she did, Baze pulled her closer and kissed her slowly. Jersey giggled into the kiss, slowly sliding her arms around his neck as he slid around her waist. When Baze broke the kiss Jersey asked with a soft giggle, “What was that for?”

“I missed you,” Baze said before kissing her again then traveling down her neck. Jersey giggled and threaded a hand through his long hair.

“I thought we were gonna do our own thing?” Jersey asked softly. As much as Baze missed being with Jersey, she did as well. But the desire to not get caught by anyone, much less Rook, was stronger. Her lips twisted into a smirk as she added, “I’ve seen you with a few girls.”

Baze chuckled and stood straighter to look down at her as he said, “Yeah. But it didn’t go far.”

“Making out?” She teased. “You’re not that slick.”

Baze chuckled and shrugged. “I’ve seen you with a couple guys at the club.” he teased back. “Nothing panned out?”

Jersey rolled her eyes and snorted. “Ya. They were all natives that just wanted the experience of an American girl, as they put it.” She said. They both laughed then Baze kissed her again. Jersey kissed him back, but briefly. She soon pulled away and pushed at him gently as she giggled and said, “Stop it! Someone is gonna catch us and it will be our bad luck it’s Rook.”

“Nah, Rook’s glued to his phone somewhere. He hasn’t stopped texting whoever since we left Denmark.” Baze said. Jersey snickered and said, “It’s because he and Rosie became quite close.”

Baze laughed and said, “Seriously?! Ha! Well, it’s about time that kid settled down.”

“My thoughts,” Jersey said, pulling from his grasp. “But he does have a short attention span and I’d rather wait until after tour to do this?”

Jersey smirked as Baze let out a soft, disappointing groan and his hands slowly trailed along her waist before dropping as she moved away. “I know. I’m just used to finding time to be with you. I have needs you know.” He teased, looking her over with a smirk. Jersey snickered and said, “Needs you should have no problem taking care of yourself until we’re off tour, no?”

“Shit, that only lasts so long, baby.” Baze chuckled, stepping up behind her and wrapping his arms around her waist. He nuzzled her neck as he added, “Thank God, this tour is almost over.”

Jersey turned to him and giggled, tugging at his collar to pull him closer for a final, deep kiss. With a soft whimper, Jersey pulled away and said, “Baby, the feeling is mutual. Trust me.”

Baze smirked and chanced another kiss before Jersey giggled and pushed him toward the door. “Go, Baze.” She giggled. Baze snickered and caught her hand, kissing the back of it before he smirked again and slipped out of her room. Jersey bit her lip and sighed as she climbed into her bunk and quickly fell asleep.

~

After what seemed like the rest of the 8-hour ride, Jersey was jolted awake by loud knocking at her door. She gasped and sat up, looking around to gather her bearings before she sighed, laying back down as she called, “Come in.”

The door cracked open and Jersey sat up again after she looked to see who poked in. “Colson. Hey. What’s up?” She asked, rather surprised. He gave her a soft smile and opened the door fully.

“Hey. Sorry, were you sleeping?” He asked. Jersey couldn’t help but yawn as she nodded and said, “I was. What’s up?”

Colson chuckled and said, “Sorry. Uh, there’s food if you’re hungry.”

Jersey sighed, happily, and smiled as she climbed out of her bunk. “Yes. Thank fuck.” She chuckled. She stretched and sighed, glancing out the window before she asked, “How much longer till we dock?”

“Uh--” Colson pulled out his phone, checking the time, then said, “About 7 more hours.”

Jersey groaned and said, “I was only asleep for an hour? Fucking kill me, please.” She whined, softly, before walking out with Colson, both of them heading back up the stairs. “Where’s Rook? He was supposed to get me if there was food...Ass.”

Both Jersey and Colson chuckled before Colson said, “Actually, he sent me down to get you. He said the same thing and asked if I’d find out where you were...He said you weren’t answering your phone.”

Jersey quickly patted herself down before she pulled out her phone and unlocked it. She snickered and said, “Oops. I have it on Do Not Disturb. I forgot-Hey, look! I’ve got missed calls and texts.”

“Gee. I wonder who they’re from?” Colson teased. Jersey chuckled and shoved her phone back into her pocket as they reached the kitchen where the rest of the band and crew sat, eating happily. Jersey smiled and skipped over to Rook’s table, checking in with him before grabbing her own plate. Colson sat with Slim and a few of their crew but didn’t really listen to their conversation. He was in his own thoughts as he watched, what seemed like the table, but his eyes were on Jersey.

Ever since Germany, he waged a war inside himself. He didn’t want to anger Rook by pursuing her, though Rook would probably have his balls once he found out about Cologne, but over the last three weeks he came to a frightening realization; He was, and had been, in love with Jersey since they first started really hanging out together, 3 years ago.

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