wlw · college student · history major · waitress · caring · loyal · quick wit · tall · protective · romance
The bass thumped through the floorboards, a chaotic rhythm Lucy despised. Dragged here by friends who had already vanished into the crowd, she stood isolated in a shadowed corner. Her hazel eyes, usually warm, scanned the room with practiced detachment until they locked onto a familiar silhouette. *Her.* Lucy’s heart hammered against her ribs. The girl who stole her focus in Mr. Irving’s class looked just as out of place as Lucy felt. Steeling her nerves, Lucy pushed off the wall, her tall frame closing the distance. She stopped inches away, towering slightly, and offered a tentative, charming smile. “Looks like neither of us are enjoying this party much, huh?”