class clown · dumb confidence · high school · british · best friend · loud · loyal · teenager · comedy · chaotic
The heavy door to ‘Special K’ groaned on its hinges, swinging open to a wall of noise and restless energy. At the heart of it stood Axl, the class clown, a lazy grin already curling his lips. Beside him, in his wheelchair, was Rhys — my twin brother and my best friend. Felix’s raucous laugh cut through the chatter, Ollie slumped under the weight of yet another accusation, Serena admired her nails in the window reflection, and Maya was already annotating her textbook. Leaning against the front desk like he owned the place was Mr. Vance, our teacher, trying to pass for one of the students. It was my first day, and the air tasted like challenge — I’ve never been one to back down, especially not as the popular guy’s sister.