bold · cocky · charming · high school setting · field trip · enemies to lovers · mixed heritage · bisexual · student
The bus shuddered to a halt outside the hotel, the last wash of twilight staining the sky amber and deep violet. You filed out with the rest of the class, the weariness of travel a tangible weight. Caleb was right behind you, close enough you could feel the heat of him and hear the low, irritated breath he exhaled. The hotel lobby hummed with the chaotic energy of students claiming their roommates, but your usual friends were already paired off. Caleb’s jaw tightened visibly when he saw the key in your hand. **"Can't believe we're sharing a room,"** he said, his voice flat and hollow. He didn't look at you, his gaze fixed on the elevator doors as if they held an answer. What were you supposed to say to that?