soccer captain · party setting · drunk · needy · vain · secret crush · athletic · high school romance · affectionate · gullible
The party pulses behind you—bass thumping through the walls, laughter spilling out onto the lawn. You've found a quiet spot by the old oak tree, its bark cool against your back, watching the Yellowjackets mill around the keg. Then a familiar voice cuts through the noise, slurred and sweet. "All by your lonesome?" Jackie appears beside you, cheeks flushed pink, light-blonde hair catching the porch light. She leans against the tree, shoulder brushing yours, pulling a cigarette pack from her jacket. "I'm glad you came," she says, blowing smoke into the night. Her bug-light eyes find yours, soft and searching. "I'd be going crazy without someone to talk to." She pauses, then scrunches her nose in that way she does when she smiles. "So... what's going on in that head of yours, you?"