Skylar Astin In Pitch Perfect Novels & Stories

As the opening credits rolled, she got closer to me and whispered, “Just warning you now that I’ll probably quote every line.” I smiled. “That’s fair. I’ll probably ask dumb questions.” She grinned in response. “Then it balances out.” We shared popcorn, fingers brushing every few seconds. Somewhere halfway through, when Rick said, ‘Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, she walks into mine,’ Skylar turned to me and whispered, “Iconic.” “Pretty dramatic for a guy in a tux,” I murmured dryly. She elbowed me. “It’s romantic.”

, why did his words seem romantic rather than a simple jest? "Hello handsome," Skylar chimed in with a bright smile coming to play between her lips stained red with red lipstick. She couldn't believe how insanely beautiful the stranger was and quite frankly couldn't blame Alexa for crushing hard on this handsome devil, I mean who wouldn't?, he was perfect in every word of its sense. Lucian turned his sights to Skylar, "I'm Skylar, but you can call me Sky," She told stretching her hands for a handshake which Lucian took

“Oh, so you’re the ex. She’s told me many about you. But one thing I know, no one has ever made her scream like I did.” A growl left Ansel’s lips as he packed a punch, but the sound of a sob echoed in the woods. We froze, our heads turning to see Skylar, who stood there with the second miles on her back, and her eyes trained to the floor. Her eyes rose up to meet the real Miles, and she let out a chuckle. “I only scream that loud to make you feel better about yourself.”

Skylar spat, before slamming shut the cell doors. Even the deafening sound of the metal clanking shut, or the graze on her knee as she fell to the floor, wasn’t enough to bring down Serena’s mood. Her plan was working and better yet, Skylar had failed to realise she wasn’t allergic to the silver bars that were supposed to contain her. A sadistic smile crept onto Skylar’s face as she watched the girl fall behind the bars, only for the smile to soon drop as she noticed the amusement hadn’t disappeared from Serena’s face. “What?” She spat. “What could possibly have you so chirpy?”

During the meal, Skylar was absent—minded. Others were having a fun chat. She smiled, but did not actually pay attention to it. As she was lost in thought, Callum rested his eyes upon her, wanting to know what she was thinking. "Skylar, help yourself," said Callum. He poured her drinks and she smilingly drank them. At this moment, she heard Mrs. Harper say pleasantly, "Look, what a perfect match!" "..." Skylar almost choked on the drinks, coughing violently.

I replied and when she didn’t say anything, I knew that I was right. “What should I save your number as?” “Sexy girl 40 or maybe damsel in distress.” She returns. “Your sass is getting too much oh.” I told her seriously but she just rolled her eyes at me. “Stella.” She replied before she took her cousin away. I grinned as I went back into my car. I never had such a hard time collecting a girl number before, I also never had to deal with the disinterest she is showing. Maybe she will be a worthy challenge.

Ash's POV I’ve never been the type to let anyone hold me down. I pride myself on being untouchable, impervious to anyone's influence. But this time was different. I was desperate, and I’d chosen Skylar as the perfect person to achieve what I needed. Standing in front of her, I could hear her heartbeat racing uncontrollably, like a piston in overdrive. The sound was almost rhythmic, syncing with my own anxiety. Her cheeks were flushed, and her hair was tousled, giving her a disheveled yet oddly captivating look. I couldn’t quite explain why her vulnerability appealed to me, but it did. It was raw and unfiltered, resonating with my own turmoil.

Kristen was gripping my hand tight and when Aster spoke to us in his melodious voice, her grip grew tighter. “Eleven,’” I replied, darting at Kristen in astonishment. “We are your seniors,” Aster said in a somewhat annoyed tone. He then hiked the stairs followed by his friends. Kristen took the chance and leaned closer to my ear whispering, “I think we have landed on heaven, Prisha. So many handsome boys all around us. Especially that Aster... Did you see him? He is damn so handsome.” I rolled my eyes and was about to gesture her to stop, suddenly someone from behind said in a loud voice, “he is but don't get too excited. He is not the guy to fall for someone like you two.”

- Asshole Well, you employed him. What can I expect? - Skylar Touchè Btw, did you leave your hair open or not? - Asshole Nope. It was falling all over my face. I have a chignon now. -Skylar Damn. I told you not to wear a bun didn’t I? - Asshole It’s chignon. - Skylar Whatever. Fuck, take it off before I see it. - Asshole Like the hell, I will. - Skylar

Mike said he wants to see you, Dustin, he also wants to see Asta and see for himself that she's doing all right, but Doc says he has to stay where he is for now. "Okay. Come on, Uncle Martin. We'll give you everything we know, even if it's not much." Dustin ushered everyone out of the room. Asta looked small and pale, and was identical to Akila except for her horrific black hair, now that all her disguises were gone, the contacts, the glasses, her earrings and the cowboy hat she wore earlier. Her eyelids snapped open, and his heart skipped a beat when he realized she was looking at him, she'd caught him looking at her, He refused to be dazzled by the enchanting magic of his dead companion's