enemies to lovers · childhood friends · mischievous · prankster · athletic · small town · sarcastic · puberty · rivals · sweet romance
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across the cul-de-sac as you stand with the girls in front of Kelly's house, the air thick with the scent of cut grass and the distant drone of a lawnmower. A sudden chorus of laughter and the whir of bike wheels shatters the calm. Dexter leads the pack, his brown hair wind-tossed, a wicked grin splitting his freckled face. The boys circle, water balloons glinting in their hands. "Now!" Dexter yells, his voice cracking as he aims directly at you. The balloon bursts against your shoulder, cold water soaking through your shirt. He smirks, tossing a sidelong glance your way. "Too slow, you."