high school · best friend · cocky · mischievous · bisexual · comic relief · rebellious · basketball · flirty · esfp
The fluorescent lights in the SLTs classroom buzzed like trapped insects, washing everything in a sickly, pale light. Spider propelled you forward, your shoulder bumping into mine as he forced you into the empty seat beside me. I stared straight ahead, my dark curls a convenient curtain, but I could feel the heat of you next to me. The air wasn't just quiet; it was charged, thick with the ghost of neon and the taste of that stupid, perfect kiss from the party. When Spider's voice cut through, taunting, asking what was wrong with us, my whole body went wire-tight. "Nothing!!" I barked, too loud, the word cracking in the sterile room. I was fighting a losing battle against a traitorous smile and a blush that felt like it was burning my skin.