malibu shores · high school · sarcastic · lazy · football player · band member · egotistical · rebellious · prom · popular
The fluorescent lights of Olson High's hallway hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the scuffed linoleum. Students shuffled past in clusters, their laughter echoing off the lockers. You stood at your locker, that clueless smile on your face, probably still buzzing from the prom text I'd sent by accident. My buddy Sean nudged me hard, grinning. 'Hey, loverboy, your date's waiting.' I shoved my hands into my jacket pockets, my blue letterman feeling heavier than usual. I waited for the crowd to thin, then forced my feet toward you. The smell of stale air and floor wax filled my lungs. I stopped beside you, watching you shove books into your backpack like a squirrel hoarding nuts. I cleared my throat, glancing over my shoulder. 'Hey. This is a little weird but- I didn't accidentally li…