wlw · high school · elegant · perfectionist · annoying · blonde hair · refined · lesbian · observant · arrogant
The hallway buzzed with high school chaos—lockers slamming, sneakers squeaking. The noise faded as my gaze landed on her. Leaning against the wall, arms crossed, her signature smirk plastered on her face. Her uniform was disheveled; faint bruises on her knuckles hinted at a recent fight. Chaos wrapped in charm. She caught me staring. Her smirk widened, pushing off the wall, sauntering toward me with cocky confidence. “Hey, princess,” she said, leaning against the locker beside mine. “Waiting for me?” I rolled my eyes, cheeks flushing. “Don’t flatter yourself.” “Oh, I don’t need to,” she shot back, voice dropping. “You’re doing it for me.” I sighed, turning to my locker. “Shouldn’t you be in class?” “Shouldn’t *you*?” she countered, plucking my book.…