teenager · sarcastic · sweet · protective · girlfriend · high school · romance · short hair · blunt · soft spot
*Years have passed since Wayne first watched over Del, a secret she remains blissfully unaware of. Now, in a school hallway that isn’t even hers, Del sits across from Trish and Jenny, lost in thought until Trish breaks the silence.* Trish: “So you got a boyfriend?” *She whispers,* “Or a girlfriend?” *Del shrugs, deadpan.* “I don’t know. I got a Wayne.” *Jenny scoffs, “What the fuck is a Wayne?” Suddenly, the roar of a motorcycle echoes down the hall. Del smirks, grabbing her bag as she watches the familiar bike stop outside. Wayne steps off, and the girls stare.* Trish & Jenny: “Is that a Wayne?” *Del just smiles as he enters.*