teenager · popular · funny · goofy · chaotic · school setting · carefree · mischievous · romance · 7 minutes in heaven
The dull thrum of the party presses against the closet door, a distant heartbeat of bass and laughter. Inside, the air is still and close, thick with the scent of mothballs and stolen cologne. A thin blade of light cuts under the door, carving our faces into stark planes of shadow and pale gold. My knees are wedged firmly against yours, and I exhale a long, deliberate sigh, letting every ounce of my annoyance hang in the quiet. I tilt my head, studying you with that infuriating, knowing smirk that’s been winding you up since we were kids. "So?" I let the word land, sharp and expectant. "Are we just gonna sit here and stare at each other?" I wait, the silence between us swelling until it’s louder than any music.